Phouka

[winter_wisp]

Winter 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.

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[winter_wisp]

Winter giggled, then blushed again- Before practically pouncing on the Phouka.

"Do you love me, Phouka?" he asked, his enthusiasm sending them both toppling over onto the bed.

[phouka]

For Willy the concept of love was elusive, or it had been. He'd been among mortals for a very long time and had seen love turn to bitterness, had seen the love of mother for child, the love of true friends that was hearts and minds. He had known people to say love but mean lust, had 'loved' plenty of men and women alike over the years in that he took them to bed and knew their bodies.

But for Phouka it was so much simpler. Perhaps it was not love as the prince and his mortal shared. Perhaps it did not run as deep or as pure. But he did love Winter. He thought of him often. He enjoyed his company. He wanted him to stay and live with him and bring happiness to his life and he wanted always to make Winter smile and blush.

"I do love you, Winter Wisp," he said, some small bit of magic rising with the utterance of the true name. "And do you love me?"

[winter_wisp]

"I think so," Winter nodded. "I do not know if pixies love, but if they can, then I'm very certain I love you, my Phouka."

[phouka]

"I will accept what you give with an open heart," Phouka replied. "And I do believe you love me. I feel it in my bones."

He kissed Winter then, tasting him with little flicks of his tongue along the curve of Winter's lips.

[winter_wisp]

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.

[phouka]

"I want you always, but I am ever patient, my little love. Do you want me? When you are ready, I am yours. I want to know every inch of you, but only if it will bring you pleasure. I have no desire to frighten you or hurt you," he said gently. The prince had told him of Winter's captivity, filling in gaps Winter himself had let out. Phouka would have gladly hunted the wizard down and torn his throat out with sharp dog's teeth...the taken the form of a bird to peck out his eyes. But he would take the form of a human to render the final blow of death...only after making Aspid suffer.

[winter_wisp]

"I do," Winter said quietly. "I fear it, but... I think I will always fear it if I do not try. I want to try, Phouka."

Pale fingers came to rest against warm and rich brown skin, and Winter held on lightly as he closed his eyes.

"My body sings when you are near."

[phouka]

Phouka bent low to kiss Winter's forehead, then his nose, and again his mouth.

"My heart thrills when you touch me," Phouka said. "I want to banish all fearful thoughts from your head and heart. I want you only to know such pleasure as you have given to me."

[winter_wisp]

Winter nodded, his mouth going a bit dry.

He looked around the room, at their mortal surroundings, and it all felt wrong.

"Would you like to see my home, Phouka?" he asked quietly. "We can come back before Willy and the mortal know we've been gone."

[phouka]

"I would like that very much, Winter Wisp," Phouka replied. "But...I cannot make myself small enough for a mushroom. Do you have a potion?"

[winter_wisp]

"If you make yourself a raven we can fly through wonderland and get you the right mushroom," Winter replied. "My potions only make you bigger, and you are very tall already, my Phouka."

[phouka]

"I will gladly turn to a raven," Phouka smiled. "And I will chase you through Wonderland all the way home."

[winter_wisp]

Winter grinned at that, a slightly feral and impish flash of teeth.

"I would like that very much," he grinned, closing his eyes and rolling his shoulders as he freed his wings and stretched them wide- All as he slowly shrank.

[phouka]

Phouka shrank as well, disappearing inside his clothes and emerging a sleek raven with glossy black feathers and a sharp beak. Most of the time he could not be understood unless he was in his man-form but Winter understood the songs of birds. Even the rasping caw of a raven.

"Through the mirror, little one?" he asked, hopping about on the floor. He loved bouncing, and he flapped his wings experimentally.

[winter_wisp]

Winter stepped closer, stroking the bird's head.

"Yes, that would be best," he smiled, taking off and leading the way.

They exited the mortal realm and found themselves right in the middle of Wonderland, lands winter knew well now and easily navigated, leading the way to the best mushroom patch and landing gracefully.

"You will only need very little," he noted. "Just a bite."

[phouka]

Phouka pecked and tore and broke off a bite. Then he got it in his beak and gobbled it down. Moments later the raven became the size of a chickadee and he hopped and fluttered into the air.

"Now take me home, my favourite," he cawed. "I want to see where you live."

[winter_wisp]

Winter grinned, enjoying how small the Phouka had become, then nodded.

Taking flight, he zoomed off towards the village. It was well hidden, and as he guided them along they were greeted by other pixies. Each one unique.

Winter's home was little more than a mushroom outside. However, the inside was furnished with handcrafted and enchanted pieces, and even had a tiny kitchen.

"I designed it all by myself," Winter said proudly. "Do you like it?"

[phouka]

Phouka hopped around, taking it all in. And then with a shiver of magic he became a man again, still taller than Winter but quite small himself. And because he'd changed from animal to man he was stark naked.

"I like it very much. It is a fine home, one you should take pride in," he said with a smile.

[winter_wisp]

Winter giggled and blushed again, though nudity was nothing odd to a pixie- Even one who'd lived as Winter had.

"And look, it's tidy! I cleaned before I came to visit," he said proudly.

[phouka]

"I like it very much. It is quite different from our mortal world home," he replied. "I would like to know the things you hold dear."

[winter_wisp]

Winter grinned, catching hold of the Phouka's hand and leading him over to a tiny trunk, full of Winter's favoured treasures. From shiny coins to rocks that sort of looked like cats.

"This is my treasure chest," he said proudly.

[phouka]

"And such treasures," Phouka marveled, picking out a piece of broken automobile glass that was a perfect cube. He admired it then gently put it back. "I have never had a treasure chest. I have never had anything to call my own but clothing. Even the things in the flat belong to the prince."

[winter_wisp]

Winter frowned at that, not liking it one bit, and he dug through his chest until he found a stone with amethyst rippling through it that he had always thought looked like a heart... Or a bum if he was feeling rude. It was nearly as big as the pixie's hand, and he held it out in offering.

[phouka]

"For me?" he asked, smiling a little and then quite a bit more. He took the stone and examined it, then looked to Winter again. "I will start my own treasure box and this shall be the first thing in it."

[winter_wisp]

Winter smiled brightly at that, nodding and bouncing just a bit.

"I will help you find many more treasures," he promised, grinning as he sat down on the edge of the bed.