Lion Head Mesa [m]dawn

His dear friend looked discouragingly to his paws, playing at Sakai's soft heart and making him feel a little bad for even bringing the subject up. No matter, the pale wolf was quick to catch the dejected coyote's chin with his painted muzzle, raising it so that he may look him in the eyes once more.

"I wouldn't want it any other way, Sayf." Sakai promised with soft words, now closing the short distance between them with an easy stride. Rubbing his entirety alongside his partner's, Sakai felt the small athletic build of his prey falter slightly against his own mass. The giant couldn't help but smirk at the endearing size difference and luckily, he knew how to be gentle... unless asked otherwise.

Like he did the day before, Sakai rounded behind the small man and took position so that his nose was buried deep into the servant's nape. Taking a moment to fully enjoy a long and satisfying breath of the coyote's delicate yet earthy scent, Kai was unsure where the line should be drawn on this first meeting of the two who both yearned for so much. "If I am not a fool," another breath taken of the man's scent and he continued the thought, "then what am I to you?"