Phouka

[winter_wisp]

Winter had tried to sleep twice already, drifting off for a full hour the first time, only to wake again. That time he'd quietly slipped out of bed and gone into the living room to play with his Wii U, happily playing Mario Kart until he'd been sure he was really tired this time. Certain he was really tired this time, the pixie attempted to call it bedtime once again.

Now it was three in the morning, and after waking up every thirty minutes or so, he was ready to give up on sleep.

"Phouka," he whispered, squishing his favourite plush, and then lightly bopping the Phouka with it. "Phoukaaaa," he whined quietly. "Are you awake? I can't sleep, Phouka."

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[winter_wisp]

"I want you," Winter said softly. "Oh, Phouka- I'm ready, I think. Maybe that's why I can't sleep. My body is singing. It's calling out."

[phouka]

Phouka gasped again and then looked at Winter as if he didn't understand what he was saying for a moment. He did, of course. He understood perfectly.

"Oh, my precious," he said softly. "I want you as well. I want to make your whole body feel awake in a way it never has felt before."

[winter_wisp]

"I would like that," Winter said softly, his voice low and slightly breathy. Distinctively different in this moment of desire.

[phouka]

He pulled him close to kiss him again, his free hand moving to slide down the back of Winter's pyjama bottoms. He hummed softly into the kiss and he, too, began to rut against the pixie. He could think of nothing he desired more than to have Winter completely. It was something he'd been longing for for quite some time.

[winter_wisp]

Winter let out a nervous little peep of a sound, then seemed to relax again as he wiggled against Phouka and sighed contently.

"Phouka, phouka, phouka," he whispered, chanting the creature's name like some old forgotten prayer or spell.

[phouka]

The Phouka purred contentedly, happy to touch and be touched. He was sensual at all times, not only sexual but he delighted in textures of fabrics, scents and tastes. He was a bit of a hedonist. But nothing felt half as good as having Winter against him, delicate hands on him, and the sound of his name in that voice.

[winter_wisp]

Letting out a content sigh, Winter tangled himself up with the Phouka, the soft skin of his hairless legs rubbing against Phouka's as an arm slipped around his middle and he stole another kiss.

[phouka]

"I could kiss you all night until dawn," the Phouka confessed, his hand plunging deeper into Winter's pyjama bottoms so he could get a whole handful of the pixie's arse in his grip.

[winter_wisp]

Winter squeaked at the squeeze, then giggled softly.

"Me too. Me too," Winter murmured, nuzzling at the other man's neck, then wetting his lips.

"I want more than kisses, Phouka."

[phouka]

"Then you should undress, and let me do the same," he replied softly. "We will see just how well your body can sing..."

[winter_wisp]

Winter nodded, wiggling away and getting to his feet.

He hesitated a little, then stripped down bare, letting his wings be free.

[phouka]

The Phouka slipped out of his pyjamas and let them fall to the floor. Bare, he held out his arms to welcome the pale creature back into bed with him.

"Look at you," he said softly. "Lovelier than a sunset..."

[winter_wisp]

Winter made a happy peep, Always pleased when someone praised him in any way.

"You are so kind and so handsome, Phouka," he purred happily, practically pouncing on the phouka.

[phouka]

Phouka caught him and wrapped his arms around him as well as wrapping one leg around him.

"Come now. Kiss me again, sweetest," he said, an endearing smile showing no teeth.

[winter_wisp]

"I will kiss you always," Winter promised, leaning in and kissing Phouka soundly.

[phouka]

The Phouka moaned softly as Winter kissed him. His hands smoothed over the pixie's sides, then down his arms. Desire burned in him but this gift was nothing he wanted to rush through.

[winter_wisp]

The pixie was nervous, but he did his best not to let it show. He so badly didn't want Phouka to know he was worried or unsure of himself. It felt important to Winter that he appear bold and ready.

"I love you, my phouka," he whispered, thin fingers clutching at skin as he rolled his hips and let out a content sounding sigh.

[phouka]

"And I love you, my pixie," he replied, content to kiss and squirm and rut and touch. He was thick and hard, his erection trapped between them.

[winter_wisp]

"You are so solid and warm, like the earth," Winter murmured, exhaling against Phouka's neck. "You smell like the forest, inviting and lush."

[phouka]

"You make me dizzy," Phouka said softly. "You're like the best things about champagne, warm as home and sweet as honeycomb. You make me so happy, Winter. So happy..."

[winter_wisp]

"Good. I only want to bring you joy," Winter said softly. "I want to bring nothing but happiness and love into your world. I want to be a reason you wake in the morning, and the temptation that guides you home at night."

[phouka]

"But you already are, my little love," Phouka said warmly, moving in to get another soft kiss. "You make the sun shine and the rain fall. You are my guiding light in a dark world."

[winter_wisp]

Winter went slightly pink, but beamed brightly.

"Really? Oh, Phouka, you say such kind things," the pixie chirped, grinning and then pouncing on the other creature as he kissed him soundly once again.

[phouka]

Phouka exhaled hard when Winter pounced on him, but then he was instantly smiling against the pixie's mouth. A few soft, sweet snatches of kisses, then he caught the back of Winter's head to keep him close and his kisses grew deeper and slower. His tongue glided against Winter's, tasting every corner of his mouth.

[winter_wisp]

Winter's excitement slowly faded into something more calm and sensual, catching hold of the Phouka's face in both his hands as he moaned against his lips and writhed rhythmically against him.

"Please," he whispered between kisses, not sure how to approach this when the intimacy wasn't being demanded of him.