Lion Head Mesa [m]dawn

A sweet disposition and a willing nature sat just fine with Sakai as he was a bit more of a brat. For now, he was doting. Cupping the side of Sayf's cheek with his muzzle, the servent's body was easily worked around. Now that the pet was fully prone and on the ground, available for whatever the soldier demanded, the pale snake constricted the bird on both sides. He held his fornt legs tight on either side of Sayf, watching the gre furs intertwine with his own of white. "Good." He praised the little bird, unable to hold himself back any longer. "I'll be gentle... this time." 

After all was finished, Sakai brought his body to settle next to Sayf's, watching him intently for a reaction. "I hope that didn't displease you." He teased by repeating the slight man's words back to him, now sounding like a fellahin himself.