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🤍 Fire Spirit X Wind Archer (Part 2) ♣️

"Name"

For: Golden_cheese_cookie, ksanti_1280, 

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No'ones pov

Wind smacked against the cabin, icy mist covering the dusty panels. Fire crackled between damp lumber in the fireplace, the only source of heat other than their clothes, causing their shadows to flicker.  To Fire Spirit, the fire was big enough to feel cozy. To Wind Archer, not so much, but after awhile it wasn't so bad.

"Are you still sulking?" Wind Archer asked absentmindely, flipping the page in his book. 

"I'm not sulking," Fire Spirit snorted, his arm crossed. 

His foot propped ontop of the now empty coffee table, the games tucked neatly underneath. Wind Archer was the one who cleaned up the game, swiftly organizing the scattered paper and plastic into the cardboard box before tucking it . Fire Spirit had stormed out of the cabin, muttering about gathering some firewood. Wind Archer called out to him, warning him to get back before the storm, to which Fire Spirit replied with: 'Yeah, yeah whatever.' 

He placed down his book with a gentle thud, giving Fire Spirit a deadpanned stare. The red-head squirmed, turning his head away with a pout. "Fine. A little bit."

Wind Archer stood up, moving to stand between Fire Spirit and the crackling fire. He hooked his finger under Fire Spirit's chin, tilting his head upwards and leaning down until their warm breaths tingled eachother's lips'. His soft lips pressed against Fire Spirit's, delicate yet firm. 

Heat bloomed admist the annoyance Fire Spirit had felt, and he felt his pants tighten. Fuck...he thought to himself, instinctively grabbing the back of Wind Archer's neck before he could fully pull away. Why does he have to be so good-looking? He glared at Wind Archer's smooth skin, the way it glowed under the warm lighting. His gaze flickered to the way Wind Archer's tongue, staring at the way it swept over his wettened lips. He felt his cock pulse, blood rushing to it until it poked against his pants uncomfortably.

"What's wrong?" Wind Archer said, but Fire Spirit could see the way the corners of his mouth twitched upwards. His knees rested on the space between his thighs, his hands on his toned stomach, inching closer down and brushing his crotch. This little...

"You're such a tease," Fire Spirit growled, tugging him onto his lap roughly, crashing his lips against his.

His tongue licked the inside of Wind Archer's mouth, tasting the reminicent sweetness of smores. His hands slipped under Wind Archer's robes, down to the crotch area, feeling the evident erection. He could feel feel it twitch and jump at his touch and he gave it a gentle squeeze, sliding his hand from the base to the tip until his hands were coated with precum and Wind Archer groaned, breaking the kiss.

"I just figured out the solution," Fire Spirit suddenly announced and shoved Wind Archer backwards.

"Solution to what?" Wind Archer raised his eyebrow, steading himself against the armrest.

"To you feeling cold." his hands reached for the buckle of his pants. "Friction leads to heat baby, and I'm just the person that can help."

Swiftly, he pulled off his pants and boxers, his dick springing up, hard and veiny. He stroked himself a few times until it stood at its full length, grinning at the way Wind Archer stared at it.