Nyx

[just_hex]

Nyx had made up with Willy. That was fine. Hex had all but shoved Nyx at the sidhe. He saw him getting sad. He could smell his misery. All he wanted was for Nyx to be better. To be loved.

And he was pleased when he came over to note the scent in the air had changed a bit. He could smell them both and smiled.

The smile faded fast as he lifted the folder.

"The reason I've come," he said, showing Nyx as he walked in and then closed and locked the door.

"Keep that locked at all times, yeah?" he said firmly. "You've been busy, so I haven't bothered you, but you can know now. Sit?"

He nodded at the sofa, knowing this was going to upset Nyx.

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[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred excitedly, always keen to know he was wanted or missed... Needed.

"Well, I'm here," he said, nuzzling at Hex's neck and jaw, nipping at him playfully.

[just_hex]

Hex kissed him, eagerly at first, then softer. Softer, tender.

"I'm so glad," he replied. " I'm glad you're here. I really missed you."

He thought that maybe if he could write a song the way Nyx could, he could tell him how it was so much deeper than just missing him. It was a longing, an ache, an absence he felt like a hole in his chest. The constant fear Nyx simply wouldn't ever come back. He had faith, but he also had fear.

Willy could have kept him. Forbidden him. They could have gone back to the fae lands and Hex might age and die while they took a holiday. Fear ate at him the longer he'd been away.

But the best Hex could do was-

"I missed you so much. I love you, yeah?"

[tempting_the_fates]

"I love you too, Hex," Nyx said softly, nuzzling him again.

And he did. Nyx could be flighty, he knew he could, but Hex had already outlasted all the others he'd ever taken an interest in outside of Willy. Hex was still on his mind and in his blood.

[just_hex]

Hex indulged in kissing and touching Nyx, pressing to him and enjoying him. It didn't matter he'd come, he was still hard and eager.

"Can I stay?" he asked after a moment, pulling back to look at him. "Can we have all night?"

[tempting_the_fates]

"I was hoping you would," Nyx said. "I'd like to spend all night with you, even if it's just us laying here."

[just_hex]

"You can lay there," he teased, stealing more kisses. "I'm going to...not eat you."

He laughed at that and inflicted all his attention on Nyx. Sometimes kissing, or touching, massaging stiff muscles or tracing his features.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx happily accepted all of the other man's attention, purring louder and louder the more Hex fussed him. Though he did, eventually, seem to get overstimulated, wriggling away and nipping at him- A bit like a cat.

"I'm tired," he protested. "I want to sleep- Then order food," he added with another little purr.

[just_hex]

Hex settled down and came to rest on his side. Head propped on his hand, he studied Nyx and petted his stomach.

"Sleeeeeeeep," he coaxed. "When you get up, we'll eat everything you want."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded a little, curling up against Hex and slipping an arm around him.

"Will says he wants to join the tour," he said after a moment. "Said he'll open for us."

[just_hex]

Hex held him close, his body warm and solid beneath the smaller fae.

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" he asked, clearly clueless.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Good, I think. Good," Nyx yawned. "We're going to write a few songs together, I think."

[just_hex]

"If I write a song, I'll open for you, too. When you sing together, I'll open," he offered with confidence and conviction.

[tempting_the_fates]

"...I didn't know you were musical," Nyx replied, looking surprised. "Have you written anything before?"

[just_hex]

"Sure, mate," Hex laughed. "When I was fifteen, I was gonna be a rap star, yeah? I haven't written anything, though. Not in forever."

His smile was bright. He had no illusions he was a musician. Rapping had lasted about five months, if he'd have to guess.

"Wanna hear me best?" he asked, then didn't wait for Nyx's answer.

He didn't need permission, after all.

Most of the time, Hex's accent was mild. He'd been in London for years and the Scouse had softened.

Until he began to spit for Nyx with cringeworthy enthusiasm. It wasn't good, at least the understandable parts.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx did not know what to say, trying not to pull faces as Hex... Um... Performed.

"Oh," he said when he finished. "I don't know if our fans would have a lot of cross-over, you know?" he offered awkwardly.

[just_hex]

Hex laughed warmly and caught Nyx's face in both hands.

"You're so bloody kind," he chuckled, then kissed him.

"It's shit, yeah? Great for a laugh at parties, though," he grinned.

[tempting_the_fates]

"It's not shit," Nyx insisted between kisses. "It's just not... You know, my thing," he said, never wanting to put Hex down.

[just_hex]

"It's no wonder Willy never asked me for me song, yeah?" he chuckled.

He knew the fae had done it to more than just Nyx. Dess had warned him.

He wasn't sure if he was relieved or offended that Willy had never asked, but he probably knew this what Hex's song sounded like.

"I'm starving," he whispered. "Can I go raid the fridge?" he asked immediately after, again giving Nyx no time to answer the question.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded a little, stretching back out as he watched Hex go. It was chilly though, nd after a moment the fae shifted into his prefered animal form. A small white fox.

Not all fae could shift, but many could, not just nymphs. When he'd been a boy Nyx had often slept as a fox, though he couldn't recall the last time he had.

[just_hex]

He'd wanted a bite, but once he opened the fridge and found boxes of pizza, he had to try each kind. Guessing from the topping combinations he could only assume that Winter and his Phouka had had a pizza party. He decided he liked the meat ones that the Phouka had probably designed. He snacked liesurely, looking at his phone. Nyx was all over it and he smiled at the thought that the nymph had meant the photos for him alone. He liked that.

When he'd cleaned up and come back to bed, he stopped in the doorway and tilted his head, looking at the creature where he'd left Nyx.

"Oh my god," he huffed, excited beyond reason at the sight.

[tempting_the_fates]

The fox yawned, stretching and then rolling onto his back, his tail flicked a little, and he stretched again before standing up and doing a few circles. He spun once, then twice, then the other way before settling back in with a little huff.

Cold he thought, trying to speak directly to Hex's mind. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't, but it was always worth a shot. It was fun when people could hear him.

[just_hex]

Hex couldn't hear him. He stood, enamoured by the antics.

The wolf within, though...

The wolf heard him clearly. Hex lunched forward and crawled onto the bed in his sweats. He curved his body for Nyx to fit perfectly.

Closer

Hex didn't speak. And that wasn't his voice.

[tempting_the_fates]

The fox tilted its head at the unfamiliar voice, but wiggled closer and made itself comfortable against Hex.

Warm, the fox said, starting to purr. It sounded just like Nyx did when he purred, nothing like a fox at all. More like a cat curled up in its bed.

Blankets. Naps. ...Then meals.

[just_hex]

Hex reached for the blankets to pull them up. He curled his arm around Nyx and held him close to his chest.

Sleep...safe

"You're a cuddler, ain'tcha?" Hex asked aloud.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nuzzled at him, then licked at his jaw and face.

Warm, cuddles, yes.