Lion Head Mesa [m]dawn

The ashen gentleman had never had another cleanse his fur and admittedly, he was curious to see what it would be like. To be treated like royalty, imagine! His broad head nodded in consent to this idea. Kai felt a new surge of excitement stir his tail from it's resting place just off of the pelts, a small plume of dust in the air sparkled in the daylight.

The flattering boy continued to speak enticing words, all things that pressed his ears evermore forward in delight, but one thing continued to stick in his mind. It replayed over and over, threatening to deafen Sayf's sweet words. it is foolish to anger the pharaoh.

"Sweet Dove," Sakai was brought back into the moment, embracing his desire within his bosom with a stern tuck of his chin. "Now you are with me." Sayf's bare back was presented as the fellahin buried his face into his chest, and Kai couldn't help but let his tongue run the entire length of the coyote's spine. "Do you think... I am being foolish?" The soldier reeled back slightly so that he could look directly into Sayf's eyes, searching for an answer as to whether this was taboo or not. "Would this anger the Pharaoh?"