Winter cooed softly, a happy little sound, nipping at Phouka's bottom lip and then looking slightly bashful again.

"Do you still want me?" he asked. "I know I've refused in the past, but..."

But he wanted to try. He wanted to give Phouka what Aspid had taken. He wanted to offer himself to the Phouka, to give him pleasure- To receive pleasure himself. Many had tried to share Winter's bed in his new home, all confused when the fair skinned pixie quietly offered only innocent touches instead. ...But here and now, he wanted to. He wanted to share everything with Phouka. ...An odd feeling for such a greedy little creature.