"Who wouldn't be?" he chirps, tail flashing as he picks up some bowls and utensils. "It takes some serious work to get the hosaem hravnjate vocal, you know. You must have pounded him pretty well." By the time he finishes the sentence, he’s fully hard under Mahao’li’s hand, and he pauses his movements to let the guest feel that fact.

He searches Mahao’li’s eyes as he says, in a quiet voice. “You are really that happy to see my excited, huh?” The tone is one of pride, and perhaps the slightest bit of bashful pleasure.

"Who wouldn't be?" Mahao'li quips in reply, giving Rhaefi'a a wink and his cock a final squeeze before taking his handful of dishes to the kitchen behind the others. "You're cute, and it's rare for me to get that much attention. It's flattering to see how well you reacted."

"Not that rare, surely," a voice says from behind Mahao'li. Hrevna'a scoffs playfully. "You know that the little nekhucte here is supposed to be circulating among many guests, not just chasing after one? I'm sure Qana'to would be more annoyed about it if he weren't so smitten himself."

Mahao'li turns to the voice, grinning and shaking his head. "You've met the Gridanians; not the most libidinous sort now are they?" he replies as he sets down the items he  was carrying where indicated. "And my corner of the Shroud is not known for being particularly saoq friendly. As I mentioned to Veom'ra earlier, this is more attention than I've gotten in years."

He pauses to consider the other keeper for a moment, before grinning and motioning over his shoulder towards Qana'to and Cehn'to are still conversing. "If you want to complain about someone chasing after me though, those two spent more time with me than Rhaefi'a has."

"Who's complaining? I'm just happy to have a little levity. This place gets too much like a Gridanian barracks when he and Veom'ra get too far up their own asses with worry over hosting and whatnot. We're a sex shrine, right? Or a 'shrine to the Affinity of man," or whatever they call it. Forgive me if protocol isn't my first concern."

Mahao'li laughs, flicking his ears joyfully in response. "Than I'm sad you missed us earlier. I had Ruunte Qana'to and Cehn'to absolutely worked up over protocol and letting me in the kitchen. You would have loved that, I'm sure" He flicks his tail playfully as he walks over to the other man. "Well, in any case, I'll try to keep the levity alive while I'm here. Would hate for it to get anything like the Gridanian Barracks here"

“And bless you for it,” Hrevna’a replies, pursing his lips for a moment, either stifling a grin or miming a kiss. “The problem with being a guard here is it’s so damnably boring. I keep hoping if they relax the rules I’ll have something to do besides eye their asses as they do their meditation.”