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tempting_the_fates) wrote2025-06-10 03:43 am
tempting_the_fates) wrote2025-06-10 03:43 am
Nyx + Willy
The wagon didn't look very large, but magic was deceptive that way. The horses had been fed and tethered for the night, still grazing near the camp as the sun went down. A fire nearby was cooking something, the soft glow showing off the colours of the painted wagon that had been parked nearby. It wasn't much to look at, with its tatty curtains and chipped paint, but inside was nice, with a plush bed that didn't seem like it should fit, and rich velvet bedding.
Nyx was sitting just a bit too close to the fire, a slice of veg charring on a stick over the flame, beside a pot of something filling and warm. Potato soup, most likely- Maybe with a bit of leek.
"Did you see that man before, the one that was headed into town? He had a nice watch. I'd like a watch, I think," the nymph said, even though he had no need to tell time, and never seemed to wear things that had pockets to hold a pocket watch.
Nyx was sitting just a bit too close to the fire, a slice of veg charring on a stick over the flame, beside a pot of something filling and warm. Potato soup, most likely- Maybe with a bit of leek.
"Did you see that man before, the one that was headed into town? He had a nice watch. I'd like a watch, I think," the nymph said, even though he had no need to tell time, and never seemed to wear things that had pockets to hold a pocket watch.
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Nyx laughed, letting Will roll them and happily perching on him.
"I wonder if I'll ever make you blush like the sun."
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"You do try," Willy smiled. "And I love how you do. How could I ever feel shame when you are perfect?"
That was hardly true. Nyx was, more often than not, The Problem. But Willy adored him and saw past the nymph's flaws.
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Nyx just grinned, bending low and stealing a long slow kiss.
"My sweet prince," he purred.
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WIlly caught his face in one warm palm and held him still so he could enjoy the nymph's sweet kiss. There was no question Willy loved Nyx. Part of that love was letting Nyx be Nyx, free to love and play as he liked. Willy kissed him with the confidence of one who knew that he was the one called home.
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"Let's stay inside all day," Nyx suggested between kisses. "Just us, the bed, and a spell to keep us cool as the sun creeps higher in the sky"
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"You always come up with the best plans," Willy replied, happy to agree if it meant he could enjoy Nyx and have him all to himself.
He knew too soon they would be among men again and the nymph's time would be...occupied.
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Nyx squirmed against him, nipping at Will's shoulder, then arching against him playfully.
"My, Will, my prince, my heart," he purred.
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Willy's fingers mapped Nyx's body everywhere he could reach and he indulged in every kiss the nymph laid on him.
"Oh, little bird. My dove," he sighed happily.
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"Tell me what would bring you joy," the nymph purred. "Tell me how to best please you."