Which are you?

He was still – a quiet rustling of the leaves in the trees washing past their two static figures on a gentle breeze. There was a second of nothingness, and then Nagendra could feel the stranger’s muzzle slide up to tease at the fine fur on his right ear. He struggled to keep from flicking it at the tickling sensation, his lips still coiled in a devilish smirk. The other’s deep voice sank into his thoughts, and the brown wolf’s smirk widened slightly, flashing teeth.  ”If you have other ideas, I’m all ears,” he crooned softly, still not turning to view his company, but instead merely enjoying the presence that sent prickles up his spine. He would shift his stare only when the order came, turning his muzzle to look with his little crooked grin as he obediently settled himself down. ”Like this?” he asked coyly, tilting his hips so that his rear leaned to the left a bit, and his right hind leg stretched out sensually to the side while his forelegs remained sphinx-like.