Lion Head Mesa [m]dawn

It took no time for his little bird to nestle next to him, nearly disappearing from his sight into his mass. At the small one's touch against his flank, Sakai pulled his muscles tight to wrap himself like a security blanket around Sayf. He was still tired and coming out of sleep... also, with a slight hangover. A staggered sigh as the fellahin groomed near his nape, sending shivers rushing through his spine. It sort of tickled.

At the sound of an apology, Sakai unwound himself from Sayf slightly to face his intended. The warmth of a sunny gaze shown just as bright as the morning light and he smiled at it. "You don't need to apologize to me. I do not come before your duties and I understand that." 

A firm kiss was planted atop the multicolored servant's head. He felt the need to serve Sayf for having done well with his duties last night, to make him feel comfortable and happy. "Are you hungry?" The mazoi prodded. Still, even in the comfort and bliss of the moment, Kai had the nagging suspicion that he was taking the attention of his Pharaoh's court in an inappropriate manner. No internal struggle could be seen plainly on his unchanging face, but it was there.