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[willysilver]

The party had been lovely. Quite novel with the all black decor and fashions and food. He had stayed with Curnen until she had had her fill and then he tok her home to see her safe. But as soon as that duty was done he pointed his bike for home.

Up the lift, but left instead of right. Not to his flat but to Fin's.

He knocked softly, in case Fin was asleep. He listened, then knocked again.

"Fin, are you home?" he said to the closed door.

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[willysilver]

"I do not. I love you and would be with you to the end of time," he replied, bending to move in and nuzzle against Fin's neck. "I love you so very much."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I love you too, Will," Fin said, slipping an arm around him and curling up close.

[willysilver]

Willy began to kiss his neck, slowly and deliberately. He nuzzled in, kissed and raked his teeth, all the while using one hand to caress the man's familiar body. Love welled up in him, an emotion pure now, not tainted with any possessiveness. Fin may not be truly free but Will had come to the understanding that the man was not his. Not his.

But his in the ways that mattered the most.

"I love you," he repeated, then found Fin's mouth to kiss him, a languid, slow kiss that burned with slow passion. His want radiated from him, his magic all the stronger as it reached out for Fin's again.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin moaned into the kiss, groaning softly as he crawled on top of the other fae, straddling him and pawing at him. In that moment he was pure want, and Will had his full attention.

[willysilver]

Willy settled in on his back, the press of the mattress against his shoulders a welcome contrast to the weight and warmth of the fae that pinned him in place.

"Evermore..." he moaned, searching for more skin to kiss, more lips to taste...hair to pull and a back to scratch. He wriggled and lifted, eager to get closer than was even likely possible.