willysilver

It had taken some time to work out the magic for something so grand and so permanant. He'd waited until Fin had finished painting him and then one day when the younger man had gone to work Willy remained in the flat and had set about making the change.

His new body was roughly the same size. Same height. Same shoe size. But his skin was much darker- not as dark as the Phouka, but Willy had decided if he was to change it would be a complete change. His hair grew wild and curly, the white shock disappearing as his mane became a rich, dark colour. His eyes remained green for a bit and then he decided that to should go and as he looked in the mirror his eyes became a rich, dark colour of their own. He wore his own clothes-the black jeans and heavy boots and today a black t-shirt from a Led Zeppelin concert he'd gone to long ago.

It was a massive amount of magic and it left him weary. He went to the sofa and laid down, the television on but set to a music channel. Willy closed his eyes for just a short nap. But he didn't wake up until he heard the lock click and the door begin to open.

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Will kissed down Fin's neck, his own whiskers just a bit scratchy. His beard wasn't as full as the other man's and it was unlikely to ever grow like that. What he had suited him, though.

He grew rougher, tugging Fin's top off to cast aside. His kisses were not just lips but tongue and teeth as well. He found a nipple and sucked, unaware that his massive afro was perfectly positioned to tickle Fin's nose.

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Fin squirmed and giggled, kicking without meaning to, his body flinching at each tickling touch as he wriggled beneath the fae.

"This sofa is absolutely not big enough for this sort of thing," he laughed, giving Will's hair a light tug.

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It made him laugh softly...until Fin tugged his hair. That brought a new sensation of pleasure and pain that he hadn't been expecting and he moaned wantonly.

"Ohh, dove...then come to bed with me and pull my hair again. I feel that in every vein," he said, reluctantly getting up to free Fin from where he'd pinned him. He pushed his own fingers into his hair and found his scalp was remarkably tender, though his own touch was not arousing at all.

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"I'm too exhausted from all that cooking, you'll have to carry me," Fin teased, one sock clad foot coming up and nudging the fae's hip playfully as he remained sprawled out on the couch.

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Will smiled at that and bent down, easily scooping Fin up like a bride and carrying him to the bedroom. He didn't look strong, but he had magic in his pocket; he didn't need muscles the likes of Hex's.

"I will carry you all over the city, if you like," he said. "But for now, today, I think I will not let you out of our bed..."

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"A wonderful place to be trapped," Fin laughed, wrapping his arms around Willy and giving the fae's hair another playful tug.

"No finer cage in the whole city, and I will gladly be your jailbird if you swear you'll be at my side."

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"I will remain at your side forever," he promised. "But no gilded cage for you. Only my embrace..."

His eyes had rolled back and slipped shut as Fin pulled his hair, the bite of it coursing through him. He grew hard and rutted against Fin in search of friction.

"I think," he panted, "...I may be the one in captivity."

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"Never," Fin whispered. "You are always free, Will. Always," he promised, arching up and kissing the fae hard as his fingers tangled in those long locks to keep him close.

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willysilver

Will pushed up on one arm, braced over Fin. He bent down to kiss him and his hips moved more sharply, his erection barely controlled by his bottoms. He positioned himself just right so his cock rubbed against Fin's.

"As are you, my sweet. As long as your heart is mine. As long as I have your love," he gasped.

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Fin groaned, blunt nails scratching over Willy's shoulders as he bucked up hard to meet him.

"Forever," he murmured. "It's yours forever, Will. Until the sun burns up and the stars are all gone. I'm yours, if you'll be mine."

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"I am yours. I pledge to you my troth," he groaned. It wasn't enough to kiss and grind and soon enough he'd rolled to the side so he could slip out of what little clothing he wore.

"I need your skin, precious. Undress for me," he said, asking rather than commanding.

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Fin gladly stripped down, wiggling out of his clothes and then smiling as he rolled onto his side to look at Will.

"I adore you," he said softly. "I never knew I could love like this- Never understood how powerful and consuming this emotion could be. ...And then there was you."

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"You say exactly the things I feel," Willy replied, content to hold the naked man against his skin, letting the cold of him seep in.

"I have sung songs about love for centuries and have never known. I have never before felt this and now that I have...all the songs make so much more sense."

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"They do, don't they?" Fin agreed. "Silly love songs don't sound so silly now- They just ring true."

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willysilver

"You make me so happy, Finlay Alexander Flynn," he said, the power of Fin's Name, full and complete, compelling the man to get closer. Something Will welcomed gladly. "So very happy."

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Fin grinned, feeling the pull of Will's power and practically pouncing on the fae as he kissed him again.

"You make me happy too, Will. more than I can say."

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"Give me poetry. Give me prose," Will replied. "Tell me a hundred times of our love and I shall gladly listen and agree." That was mumbled between kisses, his long arms around Fin to hold him close. Bare skin against bare skin nearly drove him mad.

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"Only a hundred? I could tell you far more than that," Fin purred. "I could tell you how just the thought of your lips makes me ache. How simply being near you makes me weak with need."

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willysilver

The fae gasped softly, the low purr of Fin's voice going straight to his cock. He grabbed the man then and stopped all words with a hungry, savage kiss that claimed him. It was possessive and demanding, trying to provoke the ache Fin had mentioned.

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prince_of_nymphs

Willy kissed him, and Fin melted, letting out a needy mewl as he rutted hard against the fae.

"Please," he murmured. "Gods, Will... My Will. You've no idea how easily you set my cold body ablaze with want."

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"Such poetry," he replied breathlessly, reaching between them to take Fin in hand. His palm was warm and strong as he wrapped his fingers around Fin's length and began to stroke him. "Tell me more, poet. Tell me of want."

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prince_of_nymphs

"Can hardly speak when you touch me like that," Fin protested, moaning loudly and then whimpering as he bucked into the fae's hand.

"You've no idea, the way you light up every nerve- The way you play me so expertly. Like I'm one of your guitars."

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willysilver

"Oh, like this?" he asked and stopped stroking so his fingers could dance along Fin's cock, chord after chord pressed in to make him moan again.

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prince_of_nymphs

Fin cried out softly in pleasure, then narrowed his eyes deviously as he caught a fistful of Will's hair and pulled- Just hard enough to sting.

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willysilver

Will's mouth opened and he gasped, the sound followed by a deep, lusty groan. He gripped Fin's cock again and pulled, trying to pull the man closer with it as he arched into him at the same time.

"Wicked," he panted. "I need you. Fin, dove..."