willysilver | Alwyn

It was a lovely day, the sun bright and the air crisp, but not too cold. Willy wore nothing more than his denim jacket, his long hair pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of his face as he worked outside Alice's cafe. There were chairs and tables outside, but there was a storm forecast so Willy stacked the chairs to protect them from the oncoming snow.

He could smell the nymph well before he got close, so Willy watched him approach and smiled when he was close enough to see. The Sidhe stood and moved closer to Alwyn's path.

"Well met, my friend," he said warmly.

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sweet_alwyn

Al didn't hold back, coming with a deep moan of pleasure.

There was nothing in the world so divine as indulging in pure pleasure.

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willysilver

Willy didn't release him until he was fully spent and boneless. Only then did he kiss his way lazily back up the nymph's body.

He hovered over his face, grinning with pride.

"Now that was a beautiful tune."

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sweet_alwyn

"I'd expect nothing less when being played by a musician," Alwyn purred.

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willysilver

Willy purred behind his smile and kissed him softly.

"A person could get addicted to you," he whispered, then moved off him and tugged him closer as Willy settled comfortably. "A tune I'll never tire of."

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sweet_alwyn

Do you not seek your own pleasure?" Alwyn asked, settling closer and slipping his fingers around Willy's cock.

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willysilver

Willy laughed softly in his throat and let his eyes close.

"I have no obligations," he said. "I am in no rush. But that does feel good..."

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sweet_alwyn

Al continued to stroke him, his strokes slow but firm.

"I'm in no rush either."

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willysilver

As Alwyn's hand coaxed him closer and closer, Willy's assurance fell apart. He began to push into every stroke, stealing kisses all he liked.

"I want more than your hand, dove," he finally confessed, his desire spinning out of control.

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sweet_alwyn

"Oh? And what would you rather have, Willy?" Alwyn purred. "Tell me what you long for tonight."

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willysilver

"I want to shape my body to yours," he replied. "I want to fill you and fuck you until I forget where I end and you begin. I desire you, dove. I want to consume you..."

He kissed him hard, then, fingers pushed into his hair to keep him close.

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sweet_alwyn

Alwyn could think of no lovelier fate than being a fae's dish for the night, and he happily slid closer and groaned against his lips.

"Then do lift your fork and dine."

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willysilver

Willy took time to explore him, tasting and touching and finding every place that made Alwyn moan. And when he slipped his fingers inside him to make him ready, the fae paid close attention to the notes and pitch of every sound Alwyn made.

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sweet_alwyn

"Your fingertips are sinful, fae Willy," Alwyn moaned, his back arching slightly. "Like creeping vines searching for dark places to take root."

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willysilver

Willy purred low and soft and kissed him again before moving to spoon behind him. He was a full head taller than the nymph, and his legs stretched to the foot of the bed. But their bodies fitted together perfectly.

"Your tongue is charmed," he whispered against his shoulder as he slowly slid in from behind.

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sweet_alwyn

Alwyn moaned as the fae sank inside him, breath catching ever so slightly for just a beat.

"Willy," he purred.

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willysilver

That was precisely what he'd wanted to hear. He kissed his neck again and his hand crept up to hold his throat in a strong but careful grip.

"You feel familiar," he said. "A song I've known all my life..."

Every gasp, every moan, every lover he'd had had told him exactly how to love them best. Every lover let their song out and he basked in the gift. He found the rhythm that made Alwyn's breath catch and tormented him until his own pleasure began to drive his hips harder.

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sweet_alwyn

Alwyn moved with him, taking himself in hand as his body rolled and squirmed and silently encouraged Willy.

"Need you," he gasped.

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willysilver

"I know you do," he purred softly in his ear. "And you'll have your fill."

Except he stopped moving, almost entirely, and enjoyed the way Alwyn struggled to take what he needed so desperately.

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sweet_alwyn

"Don't be cruel," Alwyn gasped, rocking back harder. "Have I not sung for you? Was my tune not sweet?”

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willysilver

Willy ducked his chin and pressed his mouth and nose against Alwyn's shoulder to stifle a laugh.

"But I like how eager you are," he said, matching the rhythm Alwyn seemed to need. "How much you hunger to feel me..."

He gripped his hip and jerked him back, driving in hard.

"...Deep."

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sweet_alwyn

Alwyn let out a little cry, pulling himself off faster and faster until he finally came with a sharp cry and a shudder of pure pleasure.

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willysilver

Willy chuckled low near his ear, then sank his teeth into Alwyn's shoulder as he came undone. He slowed his pace, but didn't stop. He felt the percussion of the nymph's heart in the throb of his body. That was the last bit of the song he needed.

And as Alwyn's senses came back, Willy began to fuck him again, chasing his own release.

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sweet_alwyn

Alwyn panted as Willy chased his own release, groaning and rocking into each thrust as he practically begged him to come.

"Come," he gasped. "Come for me, Willy."

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willysilver

Willy slung his leg over him and wrapped him up, using him as he liked. Hearing him practically beg sent Willy over the edge and only moments later he growled and sank deep.

It took him a long moment to breathe at all, but when he did, he panted heavily.