Willy

[winter_wisp]

He'd not sent word he was coming, so he hadn't been surprised to find no sign of anyone home the first night he'd stopped by, but the day after he'd happily tried again, knocking lightly on the familiar door and whistling happily.

He'd missed Willy and the Phouka. He may have even missed the blind mortal a bit as well- However, his new life with his own kind had done wonders for the pixie. Time moved so differently there, and Winter almost looked like an adult now. Older, and slightly calmer too. 

His hair had gone from shock white to a pile of red and brown curls, and his skin was ever so slightly sunkissed and pink, rather than pearly white. Changes brought on from living so deep in the woods.

"Willy Silver, Willy Silver, open your door!" Winter sang happily.

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[phouka]

When he was fully sized Phouka reached to embrace him.

"Oh, my friend, how good to feel you in my embrace once again."

[winter_wisp]

Winter chirped happily, then kissed the Phouka's cheek.

"it is very nice to be embraced," he said. "No one smells as sweet as you do, Phouka. No one feels as warm or safe."

[phouka]

Phouka, in turn, breathed in the sweet spice of the pixie and delighted in the ways in which he smelled of home.

"How I have missed you," he said in wonder. "I did not even realize how much until now you are here in my arms."

[winter_wisp]

"When I leave, you could join me," Winter offered. Just for a while- Just if you wanted. If Willy said it was okay," Winter offered hopefully.

[phouka]

Phouka was quiet for a long moment, looking at the young pixie. So much bolder now than before.

"I would like that very much," he purred.

[winter_wisp]

"I would like it more!' Winter chirped, grinning, then pulling away to flop onto the plush bed.

"I do like the comforts of mortal life. My bed never smells like the soaps they use- Just mint and sweet fruit. ...Maybe I will bring some home with me."

[phouka]

"You could do that," Phouka nodded. "But I think I would quite like my bed to smell of mint and fruit. That's what you smell like, little friend."

[winter_wisp]

Winter giggled, rolling around on the bed with a grin.

"Then I will make sure it reeks of me, Phouka."

[phouka]

Watching Winter frolic on his bed was terribly tempting. Phouka tossed his coat aside and laid down on the bed as well.

"I would like that very much. To wake and smell you lingering on my pillow. That would please me greatly, Winter."

[winter_wisp]

"Then I will share your pillow all night," Winter decided, rolling closer and grinning brightly.

[phouka]

Phouka slipped his arm over Winter's waist and held on so he couldn't roll away. Their faces were just inches from each other and Phouka searched the pixie's eyes for a sign of fear or hesitation. Then he closed them and gave Winter a soft, innocent kiss on the lips.

[winter_wisp]

Winter had missed that kiss very much, and he made a happy sound as he wiggled closer to return it properly.

[phouka]

"Oh, you are sweet," Phouka sighed against his lips, kissing him again, tongue flicking to taste his lips but not begging entrance. If Winter wanted to deepen it he would have to take that step. Phouka wasn't about to push the pixie into anything that might upset him. THe old dog was quite aware of how cruelly he'd been treated by Aspid and he never wanted to be equated with the wizard in Winter's mind.

[winter_wisp]

Winter gladly parted his lips in offering, his own tongue eager to taste the Phouka.

Small hands explored warm skin, still shy, still noticeably inexperienced, but curious and eager,

[phouka]

Phouka was quite experienced and gladly kissed Winter more deeply, humming soft appreciation for the way the pixie eagerly touched him. His own hands returned the caresses, smoothing over Winter's body to feel how he had changed and grown more mature.

[winter_wisp]

"You are so lovely Phouka," Winter sighed happily between kisses. "i don't care what fae Willy says, I'm glad I've shared my bed with no one since you."

[phouka]

"I have not been with anyone either. Well, sometimes I share sleep with willy and Fin, but that is only sleep and often I am my dog self," he chuckled. Then he dove into kissing Winter again, this time rolling a little so he was half on Winter to keep the squirming pixie in place.

[winter_wisp]

Winter beamed at that news, glowing- Quite literally- As he held the Phouka tighter.

[phouka]

Every faerie's magic was a bit different and Phouka relished Winter's show of happiness. That he glowed made the guard smile against his mouth.

"Oh, my precious, do I make you so happy?" he asked, moving to kiss Winter's throat and neck.

[winter_wisp]

"Yes!" Winter said, smiling brightly and wiggling again- Not trying to get away, but simply over excited and fidgety. "You bring joy that is pure and bright."

[phouka]

"Mmm, you make me so very happy, too," he replied, kissing lower to trace the shape of Winter's collarbone. "And you are so sweet. Fruits and mint and honey. You are a feast."

[winter_wisp]

It tickled, and winter giggled softly, toying with the Phouka's hair and letting out soft and content little sighs.

"We should build a fort and live only in this bed."

[phouka]

"Stay here all winter? Cocooned like butterflies waiting for spring?" he chuckled. "We could do just that."

[winter_wisp]

"I like forts," Winter smiled, that youthful pixie nature persistent despite his growth. "I like cocoons too," he grinned, sitting up enough to spread his wings, then wrapping them around them both. The tips were sharp as cut diamonds, but Winter was careful not to harm the Phouka.

[phouka]

The touch of Winter's wings made him close his eyes and gasp a bit.

"Oh," he sighed, growing hard against Winter's thigh. He could hardly help himself from the reaction, though he all but ignored it in favor of kissing the pixie again.