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winter_wispWinter slunk back to Phouka's flat, still sulking a little and shrinking himself down so he could play.
He wasn't sure where Phouka was, and so he made himself at home, building a little nest from discarded socks and the Phouka's pillow in the middle of the bed. He still had the tablet he'd acquired when he'd first come to London, and small hands easily found Netflix and something entertaining to watch. Zombies no longer appealed, and so he settled on a show about mortals who worked in a police station.
He sat happily with a bag of sunflower seeds and a small bottle of pop that was nearly as tall as he was, trying not to think too much about his chat with Willy.
He wasn't sure where Phouka was, and so he made himself at home, building a little nest from discarded socks and the Phouka's pillow in the middle of the bed. He still had the tablet he'd acquired when he'd first come to London, and small hands easily found Netflix and something entertaining to watch. Zombies no longer appealed, and so he settled on a show about mortals who worked in a police station.
He sat happily with a bag of sunflower seeds and a small bottle of pop that was nearly as tall as he was, trying not to think too much about his chat with Willy.
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Date: 2015-12-19 04:12 pm (UTC)Phouka began to run, reaching to catch Winter's ankle as he flew above and ahead of him. Deeper into the forest they went and Phouka smelled the green and the rich earth and felt as is he'd come home.
"Where is the food?" he asked, spying some brambles, though the blackberries looked as if they'd mostly been picked off.
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Date: 2015-12-19 04:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-12-19 04:19 pm (UTC)Phouka kept running, not growing winded, not even breaking a sweat. He could run for hours an never tire if he needed to.
"Feed me, little one," he teased. "Feed me with your own fingers..."
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Date: 2015-12-19 04:32 pm (UTC)"I will!" Winter sang, plucking a berry and fluttering back down to Phouka as he held it out in offering. It was as big as an apple to them.
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Date: 2015-12-19 04:39 pm (UTC)Phouka considered the fruit for a moment and then opened his mouth wide and took a bite. Juice popped out and dripped from his chin. The berry was sweet and ripe and perfect.
"Almost as satisfying as pizza," he said happily.
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Date: 2015-12-19 04:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-12-19 04:57 pm (UTC)Phouka ate and ate and ate his fill, blueberry juice staining the jumper, his lips, and his hands.
"Mmm, I could eat these all day. I do wish I had some bacon, though. I am so pleased you are not like the prince and do not dislike that I eat flesh."
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-12-19 05:05 pm (UTC)"I think you are a cat yourself, Winter Wisp. Fishes and chickens," he laughed. "We will have all the fishes and chickens to feast on when we go back. Chicken pizza!"
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-12-19 05:15 pm (UTC)"You will get full and fat and lazy with all the food and then I can kiss you all over," Phouka teased.
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:18 pm (UTC)Winter made a gleeful sound, kissing Phouka on the lips, then nuzzling at his neck.
"I will enjoy that very much. I am happy to eat and lay in bed with you, my Phouka."
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:21 pm (UTC)"I wonder if anyone but the pizza man would notice if we did nothing with our days and nights but eat, sleep, and make love," he mused.
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:39 pm (UTC)Winter giggled at that then grinned. "And play. There has to be time to play."
Pixies got restless when they couldn't play.
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:42 pm (UTC)"Plenty of time to play," he replied. "I hold true to my word...I will chase you as a raven and gobble you up," Phouka laughed.
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:44 pm (UTC)"Unless I devour you first!"
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Date: 2015-12-19 05:47 pm (UTC)He huffed in surprise and then laughed as they tumbled down. Sticky juice made their kisses tacky and had Phouka licking the sweetness from Winter's mouth.
"You may. You may eat me up," he said as his hands roamed the curve of the pixie's waist.
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Date: 2015-12-19 11:40 pm (UTC)Winter giggled, kissing Phouka soundly then sighing contently.
"This has been a good day, Phouka. Every day with you is wonderful."
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Date: 2015-12-19 11:44 pm (UTC)"Then we shall have many more. All our days together will be good days," he replied. He was full and content and for the first time in memory his heart felt truly full.