Fawn

[petty_dabbler]

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"Yeah," he replied. To him it was obvious, but he wasn't interested in explaining. He was too busy trying to squirm out of his shirt.

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[fawnthefae]

"Where are all your other loves? Can I meet them?" Fawn asked.

[petty_dabbler]

John grew quiet for a long moment.

"No," he said sadly. "Most of them are dead."

[fawnthefae]

"Oh," Fawn said softly. "I am sorry," he added gently, settling against John's chest and holding the man tightly.

[petty_dabbler]

John held him loosely, basking in the sweet comfort of his weight. He smelled so good and everything about him made his cynicism slip away. Like this, John could believe for a bit that the world was good. Safe. That he was free.

[fawnthefae]

"We go home now. I'll put you to bed," Fawn decided. "Tomorrow I will make us breakfast."

[petty_dabbler]

"Alright, love,"he replied. It was easy to smile at the very idea of that. It was so bloody normal.

[fawnthefae]

"I will make the thin cakes on the stove," Fawn decided. "And you can tell me what the news is, and we can watch telly."

For such a feral little thing, he'd taken to being housetrained remarkably well.

[petty_dabbler]

"I've got to go out for a bit tomorrow," he said. "I just need to see a guy. But a morning in with you sounds like bliss," he smiled. John struggled to get himself put back together, and once he got his cock contained by his fly, he gave up on the rest.

"Let me get in the driver's seat," he chuckled.

[fawnthefae]

Fawn dressed, but then just sprawled out on the backseat.

"Will you be out long?" he asked.

[petty_dabbler]

"I'm not sure, but I'll try not to be," he said, lighting up and then pulling into traffic.

[fawnthefae]

"I get sad when you go," Fawn admitted. "Sometimes I sit in the window and worry you will not come back."

[petty_dabbler]

"Love, I will always come home to you," John said warmly. "And you don't have to stay in the flat. You can go exploring. Meet your friends..."

[fawnthefae]

"I know, but I like being with you best," Fawn explained.

[petty_dabbler]

"Home, with you, is my preference, too. But the world don't stop, Fawn, and there's work to be done," he said before eexhaling a cloud out the open window.

[fawnthefae]

"The world is rude," the fae pouted.

[petty_dabbler]

"That it is, love," he agreed and he navigated the way home.

[fawnthefae]

Fawn dozed off on the backseat, waking only when they got home.

"Our new home will be built soon," he said, stretching lazily. "I am excited to show you when it is done."

[petty_dabbler]

"I'm looking forward to it," he said.

He slid into sa spot down the street from his flat, but only a short walk.

"Come on. Bed's calling."

[fawnthefae]

Fawn followed, dancing a little as they walked.

"Tonight was joyus. We should go to more parties, don't you think?"

[petty_dabbler]

"If we can find a party, we'll go," he nodded, ushering Fawn in and to the bedroom.

[fawnthefae]

"We could have a party. I would throw very good parties, don't you think?" Fawn asked as they headed to the bedroom.

[petty_dabbler]

"Have you ever hosted a party before?" John asked, slipping off his tie before undressing on his way to the bedroom.

[fawnthefae]

"No," Fawn admitted, stripping down but by bit and leaving his clothes in a heap. "But I still think I would be good at it."

[petty_dabbler]

John crawled into bed and settled in, leaving room for Fawn to curl up with him.

"If you want a party, then we'll have a party," he said softly. "Not tonight. Come to bed."

[fawnthefae]

Fawn crawled into bed and flopped against John with a yawn.

"And there will be cake," the fae added.