Once the collar was fastened he pulled hands away, and stood. Undoing the buttons on his shirt he stripped it and tossed it aside. He was flexible and to be honest would have been up for the wolf dominating, as long as he understood it meant nothing outside of this room. In negotiations, in this territory, he wasn't giving an inch.
Not that he'd turn down working over the shifter. He wondered briefly that if he was as used to bite and play how he'd feel about being marked. Not by fang, that was way too personal, but there were plenty of other ways. "Teeth and claw you said?" He stayed standing and walked around the prone figure. "Not a lot to be done in this position is there? On the bed." He ordered and tilted his head towards it.