Arron pushed the door shut against the winter wind and leaned against it with a sigh as he latched it.<\/p>\n
What a miserable day. Just walking home from the Laughing Dog had robbed him of most of the warmth he’d gained from their excellent stew.<\/p>\n
At least it was only the weather against him. The rest of the day had been satisfying enough; he could turn in to rest in the knowledge that the day had not been wasted.<\/p>\n
He put another few logs on the fire, and with that, the day was done. He didn’t bother lighting the lamp in his bedroom; as long as he’d lived here, the firelight from the main room was more than enough for him to strip down and slide under the furs.<\/p>\n
If he had<\/em> lit the lamp, perhaps he’d have noticed the one who murmured in his ear, \u201cNot even a greeting? Why, Arron, I’m hurt.\u201d<\/p>\n A twitch of shock pushed him back against a warm, furry body; then, as recognition sank in, he was only too happy to lean back against it more gently. \u201cTavash! I \u2013 I thought you were still in Rekton!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThankfully, I was finally able to clear my name there,\u201d that smooth voice murmured, a cool, damp nose pressing against the skin on Arron’s neck. \u201cMmn. I just arrived a short time ago. I missed<\/em> you, Arron.\u201d<\/p>\n The firm warmth against his rear certainly made that<\/em> plain. Arron laughed, reaching back to press his hand against Tavash’s rump, pulling him in a little closer. \u201cIt’s a good night to have company,\u201d he confessed. \u201cI could use a little more warmth.\u201d<\/p>\n Under the furs, a feathery wing curled over Arron’s side. \u201cWarmth,\u201d Tavash breathed, \u201cI can provide. From the inside out, hmm?\u201d<\/p>\n It was so easy. The Kethran’s shaft was copiously slick and tapered almost to a point; he opened Arron’s body and slid in almost effortlessly. And he was, indeed, very warm.<\/p>\n The swell of his knot was a modest thing, but it was enough to reinforce the feeling of his presence there.<\/p>\n They had little need for more than that \u2013 Arron had had a busy day, and when Tavash confessed that the journey had been long and tiring, Arron was quite willing to say, \u201cJust stay here a while, then. You feel nice.\u201d<\/p>\n Which didn’t keep Tavash from slipping a hand down to Arron’s manhood, or Arron from rising to a full and quivery arousal under the stimulation. But that was all they needed. There’d be time later for a fiercer coupling, for the hot pulse of seed passing between them.<\/p>\n For now, having his lover inside him, cradling his length, was all Arron needed.<\/p>\n He closed his eyes, listening to the gentle rhythm of Tavash’s breath as the Kethran sank into slumber, savouring the warmth of that breath on his skin; then, with a smile on his lips, he let himself drift off to sleep in turn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Turning in for the winter night, a man finds company waiting for him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[76],"tags":[12,84,13],"class_list":["post-409","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-snowlock","tag-adult","tag-flash","tag-mm"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=409"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":410,"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/409\/revisions\/410"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=409"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=409"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/furry-tales.net\/shurhaian\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=409"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}