Which are you?

For a moment, Nagendra’s teeth nibbled at fur, and then the plush rear was gone. Briefly, he was worried he had upset the other, turning his muzzle to glance his way. When he saw him again though, he was reassured. Their game was ongoing. The faint surprise left Nagendra’s face, leaving behind curiosity as he arched a brow. The other man lingered where he was, as did he, looking over his shoulder and leaving a moment of tantalizing stillness between them. Then the blue male moved forward again, mimicking Nagendra’s previous move. This time though, he slid teeth along the brown wolf’s spine. Nagendra’s head turned forward again, his eyes closing and his teeth clasping faintly together as he drank the sensation in. Moving up, up, up. The stranger’s teeth slid up to his neck to his jaw, and another shiver ensued. A question would drift to Nagendra’s ear, and a faded, devilish smile pulled across his lips. He remained exactly still though, still facing forward and looking into the depths of the orchard. ”I want you…” he began very softly, his voice a sultry caress against the quiet, ”to take me…” Each word was formed slowly and carefully – introduced with its own amount of suspense and command, redeeming from the submission he'd been forced into by his own desire. ”Like you might any woman,” he added as an afterthought, aware of the uncommonnessof their current interaction. Hell, he had half expected the other to turn around and make fun of him half way through his earlier flirting. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d been made fun of for coming onto men, not that he cared much.