Willy took his time undressing, boots and jeans and shirt, then he crawled
on the bed with Fin.
"Let me warm you up," he purred, seeking Fin's neck to kiss him there.
Willy kept careful control of his own magic, letting it meet Fin's and
twist around it. He nuzzled into the curve of the man's neck, kissing and
"You feel so perfect," he murmured.
"oh, my love," he sighed. I want you beyond reason. I need you. It is fire
under my skin the way my need burns through me. I am too much away from you
and I long for you. Every night alone...I miss you so much. I ache for you.
I need you, Fin. Tonight...tonight you won't leave," he said, as if maybe
he could get away with such a command.
"I will not wish," he replied. "And I will not even hold you here. But I
want you, Fin. It consumes me. I want you so much," Will said. His power
reached out more just so Fin's would have even more to hold onto. He felt
warm, he felt Fin's love and need, his power and his weakness and he wanted
all of it.
"I could. Do not tempt me, Fin. I would like nothing more than to make you
my captive and keep you in my bed for my pleasure and adoration for the
rest of our days. But I cannot. You are a prince and you are my love. And
so I will simply convince you to stay with my hands and lips," he purred
softly, moving in to kiss Fin on the mouth hungrily.
Will's words warmed him, and Fin wrapped his arms around the other fae to
keep him close as they kissed. His magic lit up, and he moaned softly as he
rocked up against him.
Willy pushed his hands under Fin's shirt to feel his skin. Magic tingled at
the tips of his fingers, drawing warm lines everywhere he touched.
"I love you, Fin. I miss you. And right now I need to so badly I can barely
Fin moved away to undress but willy's magic tightened, binding him like
choking vines from getting too far away. His hands were immediately on
Fin's bare skin, drawing strong shapes against the supple flesh.
Willy pulled him back down but only so he could move low to remove Fin's
trousers and pants. Hungry kissed carved hot trails over the newly bare
"I crave you," he groaned.
His magic surged forward then, grabbing Fin tight and tangling tight with
the young fae's fledgling power. He needed Fin, needed him to know how much
he was loved, how much he was wanted. Willy forgot for a moment that love
was not the same as possession and his desire to have Fin was too much for
him to control.
"You will be mine again," he said. "You will return to me."
The bond between them, the strength of the magic, it was enough to make
Willy gasp. He clutched Fin tighter, savaging him with kisses as his
arousal grew to a frenzy. He rutted and squirmed and held Fin, eager to be
close. To be one.
"I am so glad to hear it. Finlay Alexander Flynn, I love you more than
reason. I need you like oxygen. Your gravity will never let me go," he
gasped between kisses.
Fin exhaled, his breath hot against Will's neck
"Never," he whispered in agreement.