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]

"Oh, Phouka... It feels... It feels good," Winter panted. "You feel good..."

He mewled softly, rocking into each thrust as he sprawled out on the bed.

[phouka]

"Good. I want...I want you to feel good," he replied on heavy breaths. He moved steadily, not wanting to rush through this. It was so much more important to him that Winter found satisfaction. His own release was incidental. He moved just a little, lifting so he could get his slick hand between them to take hold of Winter's cock to pull him off. In his opinion there was little better than being filled and pulled at the same time...in those rare occasions he'd been in Winter's position.

[winter_wisp]

"Oh," Winter panted, the combined pleasure new and slightly overwhelming. "Oh... Phouka, it's so good. You feel... You feel amazing."

[phouka]

"Yes," he breathed, dropping a kiss against Winter's chin. He made sure his hand and his hips had a matching rhythm. Even in trying to bring Winter the most pleasure he found his own release grew closer and closer. As much as he'd have liked to make love to him all night he knew soon he would tip over the edge. So long as he brought Winter off first. He was sure he had enough control over himself to do that.

"Oh, Winter...oh, my love," he said softly. "Oh, precious, yes. Yes..."

[winter_wisp]

Winter cried out softly, tilting his head to catch Phouka's lips with his own as he gripped his shoulders tightly and didn't even try to fight against the pleasure that gripped him so tightly.

He came hard, panting and whimpering.

[phouka]

The Phouka delighted in every sensation of Winter's orgasm. The way he clenched and flexed around his cock. The way the pixie's cock pulsed in his hand. The sounds he made. He was so close that it only took a few more thrusts before he spent his release with a low groan and a shudder, then he sank down and kissed him softly.

"Oh, my love," he said softly.

[winter_wisp]

It was so overwhelming and wonderful, and Winter couldn't help himself as he started to sob. For so long sex had evoked nothing but fear and upset, but now... Now it was so good. So wonderful. Phouka had shown him nothing but kindness, and Winter felt alive.

[phouka]

Phouka kissed him again and again. His cock slowly flagged and he withdrew, then moved to rest by Winter's side so he did not crush the much smaller pixie with all his mass. He kissed and kissed and kissed again, then pulled back and smiled at his love.

"Was that good?" he asked. "Did I make you feel good?"

[winter_wisp]

Winter felt worn out in the most wonderful, slipping his arms around Phouka as he curled up closer and cooed softly.

"Yes," Winter smiled. "So good, Phouka."

[phouka]

The Phouka loved to hear Winter coo like a dove. He knew how happy or sad the pixie was just by the sounds he made. He smiled brightly and gathered him into his arms to cuddle him close.

"Good," he said warmly. "I feel honoured you decided to allow me to make love to you. I have been waiting for so long. I love you, my favourite."

[winter_wisp]

"I love you too, Phouka. You are my best friend. Thank you for being so kind to me," Winter whispered, embracing him slightly tighter.

[phouka]

He held Winter in kind, not too tight, but arms strong.

"Do you think you can sleep now, little one?" he asked softly.

[winter_wisp]

"Yes, Phouka. I think I'll sleep very well," Winter purred, yawning softly.

[phouka]

"Good," he replied even more quietly. The Phouka reached down to pull the covers up over them and settled into bed, happy to hold Winter as he drifted off.