Swiftcurrent Creek (M) lose ourselves in this and ignore-- that you don't even know my name;;

The boy followed the enticing red stranger out of the creek, shaking the water out of his thin coat.
He slipped alongside the other wolf, pressing his muzzle to his cheek. Ali wanted this, he already knew that, but it was important for the boy to know that it was reciprocated. Otherwise he dare not make another move.
I think you know what I mean. Alarian's voice was soft; oh, he was nothing if not painfully and awkwardly direct. The question is: do you want it?