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"Please, welcome yourself. The Master isn't here at the moment, but we here at the Beserkers Guild gladly offer you a spot in our estate. Now, what is it that you require, Oh Young Cusith?"
The older lion male stood patiently, adjusting his monocle and fluffing up his snow white mane.
"Ummm... C-Can... Can I..." Cusith stuttered, looking almost as if he was about to cry.
"It's alright, take your time, dear." Snow gestures to take Cusith's hand to escort him to a seat, to which the younger dog boy cautiously accepts.
"May I make some tea for you? It is awfully cold out, and you are visiting so late." Snow gently holds the pups' tender paw.
"Y-Your hands are so warm..." Cusith murmurs quietly.
"Oh, my, thank you, my dear. ♡" The white lion man chuckled, letting Cusith sit down on the regal sofa.
"Before I administer the tea. I must ask, oh why is it that you are here at such a pecuiliar hour?" Snow cocks his head, looking concerned.
"I... Wanted to ask you something, i-if that's o-okay with you... ///" Cusith looks away, not making eye contact.
"Yes, dear Cusith? If there's anything you need, you can certainly always come to me. Now please, tell me what's on your mind."
Cusith chokes back his words;
"C-Can--"
"C-could yo-"
"Can, c-can y..."
Poor little thing looks like he's about to cry! Soft tears well up at the sides of his flustered eyes.
The older male reassures a comforting hand on the pup's shoulder.
"Cusith, dear..." Snow's words are relaxing and soothing, his deep voice somehow puts the dog boy at ease.
"Is it perhaps, that you wish for me to..." He places a hand under Cusith's chin, and faces him toward him, and smiles softly.
"Give you pets?"
Cusith's heart starts to race. He's done this before, but everytime it's so embarassing to ask! ///
"Huu... ... Y... Yes...! ///" A teardrop streams down his cheeks, glowing red with a bright blush.
"Ohoho... Dear Cusith, there's no need to get so upset. Of course, I serve your every wish; I appreciate you very much."
Cusith hear's Snow's words and looks up at him; so bold, so confident, uncaring of what others think-- And yet, Cusith still goes red in the face even just by thinking about asking for a few head rubs!
"R-Really?" The puppy sniffles.
Snow wipes away a teardrop off the dog's cheek, the lion's soft, warm paws feeling wonderful against the younger dogs' wetted fur.
"If you're ever hestitant to ask, you can always text me a message. ♡" Snow chuckles.
Cusith smiled back. He knows that Snow isn't really that good at using technology and, like, Snow's really bad at texting. Like, really bad.
"Administer an, "emoji", if you will, to indicate how you're feeling, and I will act accordingly." Snow gives a toothy grin.
Cusith giggles, taking out his phone from the pocket of his jacket, and pulls up an image of the dog emoji, and faces the phone screen towards Snow.
"T-This one, m-maybe? ///"
Snow gives a warm laugh.
"If that is the symbol for your desire for pets, then so it will be. ♡"
Cusith hides his face behind the phone and blushes, but his heart is racing very quickly.
"W-Well then, i-if you want... I mean, if, if you--" The half excited/half shy pupper stuttered, only for him to fall back clumsily, leaving his belly exposed. (He may or may have done that on purpose)
"Ohoho... ♡ Of course! Whenever you are ready, dear." Snow raises his paws up, letting Cusith get a good view of his happy paws.
"Okay! I'm ready... ... Kyuuuu... ♡" Cusith covers his face with his paws and tenses up, but before long a familar, pleasing feeling comes rushing back to him.
The white lion's paws slowly glide over the sensitive fur atop the pup's head. Snow comfortably sits behind the prone dog and gently carresses the top of his head, making soft, gentle strokes, occasionally playing with a few strands of fur that sticks up at the top, meddling with them in between his warm, fluffy fingers. Cusith starts to ease up, and slowly retracts his paws from his face. He looks up at Snow with bright eyes.
Snow looks down and beams. "You are a very good boy!" He exclaims with a wide grin.
Cusith almost starts crying again, but instead tears of happiness. Before he can say anything he squeals as Snow reaches behind Cusith's fluffy ears and gives them sweet, ticklish scratches.
"Hehehe... That tickles! Hee... ♡"
"I am glad to be of assistance.~" Snow paps the pupper on the head a few more times before clearing his throat and speaking up again. "Well, I do believe it is time I prepare the tea."
Cusith looks up. "O-Oh... I was hoping y-you'd... d-do it... for a bit longer... B-But, only if--"
"Ohoho, Do not be silly, my dear Cusith-- We'll drink tea while I continue your most pleasant of patting. ♡"
The dog boy grins with delight. "Okay! ... ♡"
Snow gets up to get the tea ready, but Cusith murmurs something as he walks. Snow looks back and responds.
"Hehe, what was that again, young Cusith?"
The dog boy shyly peeks out from underneath his paws, and answers in the tiniest voice:
"C...Can I have some biscuits, too? ... ♡"