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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[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.

[willysilver]

"Mmm, I am tingling now," he whispered softly. "You are so desirable, Fin. How can I tell you how much I want you?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You don't have to say a word, Will. I know. I know just by the way you say my name," Fin assured him with a soft smile, before leaning in and stealing another kiss.

[willysilver]

"Mmm, Finlay Flynn, you are amazing," he said, infusing the name with his magic to make it all the more compelling.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin practically melted as Willy spoke his name, then pounced happily, the momentum causing them to roll about a bit on the bed.

"Mmm, less chatting, more kissing," he insisted.

[willysilver]

"Gladly," Willy replied, slipping his arm around Fin and devouring kiss after kiss.