Greatwater Lake Will you take my life? [M]

His affection was taken mostly well from what he could tell, so he continued try and tame the beast with nips and licks, only stopping when he felt warm breath against his neck, followed by the sting of teeth against his skin. The bites only got more rough, and Sayf allowed the shadow to explore as he pleased. The violent stranger even started to soothe his bites with swipes of his warm tongue. Sayf closed his eyes and sank into the feeling, eventually dipping his own muzzle into the fur of the shadow's neck. His affection was gentle and needy, nothing like the rough touch of the shadow.

The man moved up to his jaw, then his cheek, and then the sensitive, whiskered skin above his lips. A growl rumbled from the beast and made the hebsut shiver. The coyote stole a glance at his face only to find him staring down at him with and impossible mixture of coldness and heat. 

The demand sent another shiver through him, and he quickly pulled himself up from the ground. Sayf moved to stand next to the giant, reaching up to nibble at his neck. The beast had total control here, and Sayf would happily do whatever he demanded.