Lion Head Mesa [m]dawn

Sayf could feel the growl of his words travel through his entire body. That combined with the way the mazoi made him look forward while demanding to be his favorite had burning heat pooling in his stomach. He would do anything the giant demanded from him. 

More demands came from the wolf, and when he guided Sayf to the ground, the fellahin willingly let him. He could hardly bear another second without the giant overtaking him. He thought he might explode from the heat rising within him. Sakai wanted Sayf to think only of him when he was with the pharaoh, something he would have previously thought impossible. The pharaoh was his master; Sayf worshiped him. But there was something about the mazoi that captivated the fellahin. Sayf knew he would only ever think of him from now on. 

Obeying the silent command to keep his head forward, he spoke the words through his dry throat. My favorite, he promised with raspy words. I will think only of you no matter who I'm with. he would never be able to keep the giant from his thoughts. He feared this truth would anger the pharaoh if he ever knew it, but Sayf didn't care in this moment. He was thinking of Sakai, easily pushing any other thoughts from his mind.