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tempting_the_fates) wrote2024-06-26 09:01 pm
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Willy
Nyx watched Hex go, waiting a beat before turning and headed back towards the remains of what had once been a village.
He wandered quietly at first, poking around in the remains of buildings, and inspecting things he found discarded. There was a sadness here. Something broken. Lost. He could taste it in the air, like chalk and dust.
"Are you still here?" he called out. "You must be, I feel eyes on me. Come out. Come speak."
He wandered quietly at first, poking around in the remains of buildings, and inspecting things he found discarded. There was a sadness here. Something broken. Lost. He could taste it in the air, like chalk and dust.
"Are you still here?" he called out. "You must be, I feel eyes on me. Come out. Come speak."
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"I will be gentle," he promised. "So gentle. So precious. Little Nyx, my best gift..."
He kept mumbling sweet words against Nyx's lips until he had to turn to see where the bottle was. His reach made it easy to grab and he pulled it close.
He offered it to Nyx with a hungry smile.
"Please..."
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Taking the bottle, Nyx gave it a little sniff before coating his palm and fingers. He took a moment to coat Willy's cock first, enjoying the faces he made, and the sounds that escaped him.
He was lovely.
A moment later and he was preparing himself, not shy at all about putting on a show.
"Want," he said softly. "Want you, Willy."
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"Have me," he said simply.
He kept still holding himself rigid. He had no interest in hurting Nyx; he wanted him to come back, again and again. The slick tip glided back and forth, then he went still again.
"Slowly," he suggested.
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Settling into place, Nyx carefully lowered himself onto him. His breath caught, and a soft whimper escaped as he took Willy little by little.
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With every gasp or mew, more oil slicked the shaft. He didn't need to see to do it. Willy was determined for Nyx to enjoy it.
Slick fingers wrapped around his cock to stoke him as he impaled himself.
"One," he groaned.
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Full, whole... Perfect. Nyx was still for a long moment, savouring the feeling while his body adjusted to the intrusion. Soon he was riding him though, lifting and falling, hands braced against his chest.
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He tried to stay still, but once Nyx had found a pace, Willy lifted to meet him. Wanton, needy sounds tore from him like music as his pleasure built.
"I feel you in my heart," he whispered, biting his lip hard to hold off just a bit longer.
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"Careful, I will devour it," Nyx growled, beginning to chase his own pleasure with a low groan.
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The way Nyx's body clenched and fluttered and moved was entirely too much. Willy held his hips and though he tried to be careful, he thrust hard and deep and spilled deep within Nyx with a keening, feral cry.
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Nyx let out a little cry of surprise, but it wasn't long before he was coming as well. The sounds he made were soft, but sharp, a mix of cries and soft moans.
"Willy," he groaned.
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Willy coaxed him down, cradling Nyx to his chest and kissing his hair.
"We are one now, yes? Part of you is mine," he said. "Always."
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Nyx hesitated, certain he wasn't supposed to give away parts of himself, not now that he was with Hex.
"A small part," he said quietly.
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"At least a handful," Willy teased, letting his hand slide past Nyx's cock on the way as he pulled his hands free.
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Nyx wiggled until he was settled in close beside him, purring as he made himself comfortable in hopes of a nap.
"I suppose a bit more is okay," he agreed with a yawn. "But I have a love. My Hex."
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"He is your love?" Willy asked. "What does that mean? You are not from the same world. How can you love him?"
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"I can," Nyx argued. "I do. I love him, and he loves me. He takes care of me too, keeps me fed and safe."
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"I could do that," he offered, lazy and drowsy. "I could care for you."
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"No, Hex does it best," Nyx said with a yawn. "He rubs my ears and tells me I'm pretty. He lets me wander, and knows I will come home. Hex is good to me."
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Willy held him as he settled to rest.
"I could do that," he replied, eyes closed and body heavy.
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Nyx was purring to himself, low soft rumbles that expressed how content he was in that moment.
"Maybe," was as much as he'd agree for now. Maybe Willy could do that, but he knew it was different with Hex.
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Sleep took him quickly. Willy held Nyx close, secure and just a bit possessive. Eventually, he did let go and roll over, freeing Nyx to be comfortable.
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Nyx slept for some time, eventually waking and rolling closer.
"Hungry," he said, nudging Willy a bit, then nipping at his bare shoulder.
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Willy slowly opened his eyes and smiled at Nyx.
"What would you like to eat?" he asked, rolling to push Nyx down into the cushions so he could indulge in a slow kiss.
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Nyx purred excitedly at the kiss, and the feeling of Willy's weight pushing him down. For a moment his stomach seemed far less important.
"Something sweet," he rumbled.
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"I have sweets," he nodded, but made no move to fetch any.
Nyx was sweet enough, and Willy was enjoying tasting his lips and neck and body.
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