Winter's Gift by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Torquere Press LLC
Published: 2015-01-04T07:52:54+00:00

Chapter Nine

Mauve giggled as the door closed to the tiny room. There was only a bench with furs in here. He giggled all the harder as Geoff arched an eyebrow at him.

“It’s early evening -- the sun is only just abed and you just voluntarily closed us both in a room with no heating and nothing but a bed.” Mauve giggled again and fluttered his wings slightly, just moving them without opening them. “Whatever shall we do to keep warm and while away the time, my dear Geoff?”

“Dice? Cards?” Geoff winked, sitting on the bench and pulling off his wet boots with a shiver. “You could tell me a real fairy tale.”

“Oh, I could. This one requires participation from the audience though.” He wrapped his wings around his shoulders and gave Geoff a wicked look from beneath his lashes. “And as it’s so cold in here, we should definitely start out under the furs, sharing body heat and all that.”

That brown eyebrow arched higher, Geoff’s lips quirking in a grin. “Skin to skin, I suppose -- simply to keep you warm.”

“But of course! The story doesn’t play so well with a frozen narrator.” He giggled again and started to help Geoff take off his clothes. “How was it that wolf put it... oh yes! All the better to ravish you, my dear.”

Geoff stopped, looking at him for a moment. Then the laughter started. Full and warm, it filled the room, sank deep into his bones and made him shiver with happy anticipation. Between bursts of snorts and giggles, Mauve managed to remove both tunic and pants, pushing Geoff down almost the furs and following. Finally Geoff’s chuckles died down, hands sliding around his waist and pulling him close.

He kissed Geoff, tasting the earthy, green flavor of the woodsman. He didn’t have to coax very long before Geoff’s tongue began to play chase with his, moving through both their mouths.

The furs where tugged over their head, hiding them both in a dark, warm, fuzzy cave which smelled of Geoff’s musk. Hands slid teasingly over his hips, down his thighs.

His own hands were busy exploring, fingers finding the scarred cheek and tracing it, relearning the now familiar patterns that lived there. He let Geoff’s beard tickle his palm and searched out the other places where Geoff had hair -- his underarms, his chest, around his cock.

Good and warm -- Geoff relaxed as they touched one another, tension fading from the heavy muscles. Their legs tangled together, Mauve cuddling into the heat and secret softness between Geoff’s thighs.

The thick cock was already hard, a band of heat across his hips. His own slender shaft was also hard and hot, trapped between their bodies.

Geoff nibbled lazily on his bottom lip, wiggling gently, rubbing their bodies together. Hands slid teasingly over his buttocks. “This tale of yours is quite interesting, Mauve -- so very well... told.”

He chuckled, happiness and joy filling him, trebling his pleasure. “I thought you might like it. Shall I tell you more?”

“I would hear it until the end, Mauve.

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