Duck Lake fire in the water

The red boy, er, man, as Ikari should say, considering they looked to be roughly similar in age, looked absolutely horrified, and Snake only seemed to make it worse. Ikari didn't blame the stranger though. When he'd first met the increasingly intriguing and very attractive demonic wolf before them, he'd wanted to piss himself right then and there. All Snake managed to do was to piss Ikari off instead.

Lost in his own thoughts, the bear-like wolf didn't notice Snake taking a few steps closer before the man's black tongue slithered over his face. A flustered look fluttered over his face, and holymotherofgod had he really just done that. He totally didn't find that attractive, nope, not at all, nada.

"W-what the fuck was that?!" he shouted, his whole body burning with heat that was totally anger, not at all something else. Ikari decided if he could blush, this would be the reason why.

"A-anyway!" he began, turning his golden gaze to the newcomer. "What's your name, kid?" he asked, once again not caring that they were similar in age. 

Snake seemed intent on intimidating the poor guy, however, and Ikari growled, shoving his head forwards in an attempt to headbutt Snake, although not with full strength. "Oi, quit tryna' scare him."