Rosewater Oasis [m] i breathe dusk

"skin against skin." he whispers against the shell of samirseti's ear, tongue warming the flesh there. an invitation, a request.

"i wish to please you the way only one man can do for another. connection of two bodies, moving as one." his muzzle dips, tracing the hard muscle of samirseti's chest, and he parts the fur there with his nose, teeth and tongue working delicate circles against the skin. crimson eyes remain fixed upon the pharaoh, gazing up at him with intent. he need only say the word, but such connection must be at his request-- as much as nectanebo would like to take him here and now, to perform a ritual known only to the two of them.

the heartbeat in his belly thrums steadily, inviting.