Fin

[willysilver]

The night was young and the bar had been packed. Willy had not played, he'd only been there with Fin to enjoy the band. But the crowd was thick and Willy was a bit tipsy on white Russians and he dragged Fin out of the bar and into the night.

"Mmm, my love, what do you wish?" he asked, Fin's hands in his own. He pulled him close and kissed him, lips then brow. "I will give you your grandest desire, you need but ask."

Hardly a new offer- they both knew Fin's flights of fancy were Willy's pleasure to fulfil.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"Don't... Don't say that. Maybe this will last. Maybe I'm alright now, yeah?" Fin replied, daring to sound hopeful.

[willysilver]

"It could be so," Willy agreed hopefully. The palace is a place of wonder, Fin. Things happen here that can happen nowhere else."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin nodded, then smiled even brighter than before.

"God, look at you... You are so fucking lovely, Will. You've no idea how beautiful you are to me,"he insisted, pulling the fae in for a kiss.

[willysilver]

WIlly melted at the compliment and he kissed Fin deeply. He wanted the young man body and soul and tried to get as close as he could, holding him in strong arms.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin was soft and pliable in Willy's hands. It wasn't just magic though, something about the fae just made him that much weaker, and that much more likely to agree and acquiesce.

Willy could have asked him to climb to the moon, and Fin would have tried to do so. ...There was little Willy could ask of him that he wasn't eager to give.

[willysilver]

"I want to give you the greatest of pleasures," Willy said softly. "Shall I kiss you? Make love with you? Do you want to dance or see the realm or hold one another til our flesh becomes one...what would you prefer of all the joys I could give you?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"All of it, anything," Fin insisted. "You're always trying to please me, Will- But I'm thrilled already tonight. I can see you- that's everything to me right now. ...Tell me what you want. I want whatever will make you feel as good as I feel right now."

[willysilver]

"While you can see me I want you to memorize me. I want you to touch me. I want you to...I could bring you charcoals and paper. Would you draw what you see? And then I want to fall into bed with you and make your body sing with delight."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I could try and draw... I've not done it since- Well, since before the incident," Fin said, sounding a touch nervous.

[willysilver]

"I would love if you would try. Consider it...call it my birthday present," Willy said softly, fingers tracing the shape of Fin's face and neck and shoulders. "Your talent is so alluring. To see you draw, to see you act, oh, my artist...you mesmerize me."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin blushed, ducking his head as he pushed his hair back.

"My talent is up for debate, Will," Fin chuckled softly. "Go on then, get me some supplies and I'll show you what I see."

[willysilver]

The mere wave of a hand and Fin had pastels and chalks, oil crayons and charcoals, papers, easels, all the things Willy knew he might like to use. He waited eagerly.

"Do you want me dressed or shall I remove it all?" he asked, as at ease in skin as anything else.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"If I'm to draw you, Will, I want to draw all of you," Fin smiled, touching the chalk and admiring the colours.

[willysilver]

Willy rose gracefully and began to disrobe, shirt and pants and boots all meeting the floor. He had no shame, no care, not in front of his love.

"You could pain on me if you like. I would enjoy being your canvas," he grinned.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Maybe another night," Fin smiled. Right now I want to just... Admire you," he confessed, picking up a soft charcoal pencil and beginning to sketch.

His vision was murky and blurred, but his memory gladly filled in the blanks for him, allowing him to truly admire every inch of his lover.

[willysilver]

Willy was a dutiful subject and posed for Fin, enjoying the sight of charcoal smudging the man's fingertips and cheeks.

"I love you, Finlay," he said after some time had passed. "I adore you. Absolutely."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin smiled at that, soft but genuine, his eyes flickering from the fae, and then to his paper as he worked.

"I love you too, Will. I'd be nothing without you. I'd probably be dead, if we'd never met."

[willysilver]

"But that was not your fate," Willy said. "I know it has not been easy...me. I am not easy. But I do love you with all my being."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I know, Will. I don't doubt that at all," Fin assured him, still scetching as he spoke. "I hope you know I feel the same- Even if I still have fears and curiosity to sate."

[willysilver]

"Of course I know it," Willy smiled. "I feel it in my very bones. Your love makes me tingle."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I make your bones tingle, do I?" Fin asked, offering a cheeky little smile and then laughing as he continued to sketch.

It wasn't as good as his art had once been, the lines were slightly off, and everything had a dreamy quality to it- But it was definitely Willy. Anyone would have been able to see that much.

[willysilver]

That cheeky grin called to the fae and he moved gracefully, crowding Fin's work so he could nuzzle in against his neck.

"Tingle," he repeated seductively.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Oi! You're a terrible model," Fin laughed, though he leaned into Willy's affection, and didn't seem to truly mind the interruption at all.

[willysilver]

"You can sketch me more later," he said, gently taking the paper away from Fin. The charcoal was messier and darkened his fingertips when he moved it.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin protested, then laughed as he let Willy take his work away.

"Alright," he agreed, leaning in to kiss the fae as he slipped his arms around him.