Lion Head Mesa Que Sera, Sera

i can start a new one for us <3

It was if Sakai could read his mind and knew what he had just been imagining because the mazoi moved behind him. Sayf still didn't move, as if one shift might send the man away. Then the giant crouched down and the fellahin could feel his warmth everywhere—the feeling had a hard swallow moving down his throat. His mouth was suddenly as dry as the sands of the mesa. 

When he felt the nibble of teeth on his scruff, Sayf's eyes fell closed and he drew his tongue across his dry lips. The mazoi's warm breath heated the skin of the back of his neck as the promise was murmured against his fur. And then the warmth was gone and the fellahin's eyes snapped open and searched for the guard. Sayf watched him walk away, his expression heated as his own excitement squeezed his stomach. He knew he would not be able to keep the man from his thoughts while he worked, but he would seek him out the second he was able.