Hoshor Plains Never in the daylight

Donovan waits for the other to met his eyes, but the words that come from the males lips actually shock him. Thick ears swivel backwards, then face Derg once more. A pleased smile graces his muzzle and his brows raise. A sly, “Yes sir.” slithers from the depths of his throat. The words husky yet soft.

As asked to, he obediently steps forth. Tip toeing close to the caramel furred male. Dipping his head down to eye him devilishly, “How would you like me?” Comes his sultry reply, glowing gold eyes like flames staring back at him.