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petty_dabbler) wrote2022-12-17 11:56 am
petty_dabbler) wrote2022-12-17 11:56 am
Winter
The winter was miserable. John was tired of the cold. He grumbled as he gathered wood and stoked the fire, magic making it blaze to chase away the morning chill as quickly as possible. He made his tea and smoked his pipe and waited for Winter to turn up. Sometimes he slept late, sometimes John never heard him duck out to bother the chickens or gather dawn mushrooms.
John had a thought and smiled to himself. The midwinter preparations would be well underway in the King's Realm. Maybe he could convince the pixie to come to the market with him.
John had a thought and smiled to himself. The midwinter preparations would be well underway in the King's Realm. Maybe he could convince the pixie to come to the market with him.
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"I don't know," Winter confessed. "I don't... I have no preference, I just need you."
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John wrapped his arms around him and rolled, pushing Qinter onto his back. John moved then, on a knee and both hands so he could map the pixie's warm skin with kisses, with soft flicks of his tongue.
"I want you beyond reason," he said softly. "I've wanted to hear my name on your lips, dripping with need..."
The words broke against his skin and melted away as John moved lower.
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Winter let out a little gasp, trembling beneath John's lips.
"John," he whispered, saying the man's nape like a prayer as he stretched out beneath him on the bed.
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Hearing it made him gasp, made him breathe the sweet scent of the pixie in deep. The smell of him was dizzying.
He'd never wanted anyone so bad.
He kissed his way lower, licking the taut skin over his hips and the tender insides of his thighs. Only when Winter squirmed a little too much did he part his lips and swallow him down.
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Winter cried out in surprise, bucking up and panting softly. This was new, but he didn't dare say so. He didn't want John to stop.
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John moved on him, memorizing every inch of him. He quickly found what made Winter tighten up in the best ways and he went just slow enough to keep him there.
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"Please," Winter panted, fingers tangling tight in John's hair as he arched towards him. "Need you, John."
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John reluctantly pulled away, wiping his chin with his hand.
"Pull your knees up, love," he said, nudging him. "You're not remotely ready to need me proper."
A small spell and his fingers were warm and slick, teasing against his entrance before slowly violating him.
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Winter complied, letting out a soft mewl and clawing the bed when John was no longer within easy reach
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John slowly got him to relax for him, then added a finger to try to make this easier. Winter might not be pure but John had a feeling it had been some time since he'd last found love.
"You're so beautiful like this," he said, looking up the length of Winter's body. As he did, he sank deep and crooked his finger, just to hear him gasp.
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John was so warm, so gentle... His touch made Winter feel new. Untouched and lovely.
"I love you," the pixie whispered, nervous to say the words aloud.
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"Oh, and I love you dearly, Winter," he said softly.
Only when he was certain Winter wouldn't be hurt sid he shift and move the pixie a bit so he could guide himself in. Slowly. Carefully. Doing his best to watch Winter's face, when really he wanted to close his eyes and lose himself in the pleasure of it.
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Winter let out a choked sound that soon faded to a moan, his whole body moving with John's as they became one for a brief moment.
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John kept close, every thrust pulling them closer. He took Winter's cock in hand and pulled in time.
"Come apart for me, love," he said, his voice rough and low.
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Winter fumbled a bit as he tried to catch hold of John, fingers digging into the man's shoulders as he came with a sharp cry of pleasure- As though it was almost too much for him.
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John choked back a grunt as he spilled moments later, slowly going still and holding Winter with a heavy, dead arm.
He could hear the pixie's heartbeat. He could hear the rhythm of his breath. In the silence of the room it was like a symphony, the beat carried by the crackling fire.
"I have wanted you for so long," he admitted quietly.
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"Truly?" Winter asked quietly, still breathless and skin still flushed and bright.
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John shifted and moved up to pull him close.
"Truly," he said. "I'm too old for the chase, so I'm glad you said something."
He chuckled softly, even as he kissed him.
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John slipped free and Winter curled up against him, settling in close- Just as his potion wore off.
He shrank with a pop, letting out a surprised sound.
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John gasped and startled, but only moved back an inch. It took a heartbeat to realize what happened and he chuckled warmly.
"I was going to tell you not to take up the whole bed tonight, but..." he said with a smile.
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Winter fluttered around then eventually settled on the pillow.
"Sorry," he squeeked.
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"Get yourself warm and settled," he said, doing the same for himself.
He nestled into his pillow, then waved a hand through the air to put out all the candles and encourage the hearth to last til morning.
"Good night, love," he smiled, looking at the little creature.
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"Goodnight, John," Winter whispered.