Being thanked disingenuously or by reflex chaffed most fae, but the Phouka
did not recoil from Winter's words. Instead he kept kissing him, little
kisses, soft kisses across his shoulders, then his lips again. And down his
chest, then back to his lips. Only enjoying the sweetness of the pixie and
pressing him for nothing.
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Date: 2015-11-24 06:54 pm (UTC)Being thanked disingenuously or by reflex chaffed most fae, but the Phouka did not recoil from Winter's words. Instead he kept kissing him, little kisses, soft kisses across his shoulders, then his lips again. And down his chest, then back to his lips. Only enjoying the sweetness of the pixie and pressing him for nothing.