Lion Head Mesa Que Sera, Sera

Sayf's eager response had the white gentleman teeming with anticipation. The more his partner reacted, with ever shuttering breath and wide-eyed gaze, the more addicted Sakai felt. He needed the dainty creature before him, one way or another. His mind raced between thoughts that should be left unspoken and those that urged him to stay respectful. He was never the type to take something that wasn't readily offered, nor was he ever rough.

Kai gave his friend a half smile, a cheeky grin as the switch that controlled his demeanor flipped. He felt much better than he did before, and silently he thanked Sayf. The awkwardness fell to the back of his mind as lust overtook him. Slinking behind the coyote who was still laid on the ground, the wolf stepped just behind him so that his body nearly covered the fellahin's. Crouching down slightly, his muzzle found its way to the man's scruff and nibbled delicately. "I'll see you then." He promised before taking his leave, looking back with excitement before returning to the gathering.