How about Garr and Ryu from Breath of Fire?

“Ryu… can you forgive me?”

The naked young man looked at him in question. He’d regressed to the form of a dragon for almost ten years, and only just been brought back. He was in Dauna Mine, the home of his childhood. The large warrior Garr stood before him–his bodyguard, his protector… his assassin betrayer; yet the man who’d also evidently spent years searching for him afterward. He was a strong mature warrior, a tournament fighter who wielded a massive spear in battle. Only now he was setting his spear down and he was… undoing the wrappings that covered his lower body.

“I’ve killed many of your people… Many dragons… I thought was my purpose, but…” Garr shook his head angrily at himself, self-recrimination momentarily overcoming his reptile-like features. “Please… I know what I’ve done can never be undone. But I ask only for the chance to make up for my sins…”

Understanding seemed to come to Ryu’s eyes. He watched as Garr finished undressing–rendering him as naked as his charge–then wordlessly extended a knee for the bigger warrior to awkwardly fold himself over. Garr did so with a grunt, letting his wings drape forward so as not to get in the way, and lay there completely open and exposed to whatever punishment Ryu decided to inflict on him.

But the dragon-blooded man raised his palm not to satisfy his own vengeance, but as a means of helping his older companion. If punishment would in part ease the large warrior’s conscience, then…

SMACK!

“Nngh!”

Garr grunted as the first spank landed on his muscular hide, and Ryu set him on the first step towards redemption.