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Tamar's sharp inhale was not lost on him. Sakai smiled gently as she approached to help with his plight. The culture of Akashingo suited him, the sexuality of the pack itself was an entity all of its own and he felt it from his first meeting with Jawahir and Ramesses. Kai had been known to enjoy the company of those around him, but just spoken consent wasn't enough for him to act on desire of the flesh. The lover wanted his partner to truly want it and to see it in their eyes... not for the act to be in their job description. Still, he found pleasure from what she was offering him and grumbled happily. 

"That's great Tamar, thank you." He groaned with a twitch of his hind leg right as she landed on the spot that was just out of his reach. Kai pressed his back slightly into her for more pressure to be applied, but it wasn't long before she was using slight paws to knead into him. Oh, hell yes.

Of course, while he was in complete bliss Sakai was listening to her backstory. "I see. Tell me little one, do you enjoy the trees more than the sand? Also, does everyone give great back rubs where you are from?"