Nyx
House was having a rough day. Not only had one of the poison antidotes he'd been working on turned out to be a dismal failure this morning (just ask the dead squirrel he'd been using as a test subject), but also his leg fucking hurt.
He was considering going to Hannibal's. A massage and an orgasm might do him wonders. But first he decided he just needed a decent meal and a drink. A drink or five. So he went to Hex's inn and sat at the bar, digging into a meat pie while a glass with two fingers of whiskey in it sat beside him.
His cane was leaning against the bar beside him, but someone bumped it and it clattered to the floor loudly. He sighed and started to bend over to pick it up.
He was considering going to Hannibal's. A massage and an orgasm might do him wonders. But first he decided he just needed a decent meal and a drink. A drink or five. So he went to Hex's inn and sat at the bar, digging into a meat pie while a glass with two fingers of whiskey in it sat beside him.
His cane was leaning against the bar beside him, but someone bumped it and it clattered to the floor loudly. He sighed and started to bend over to pick it up.
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But he turned in his chair so that he was facing him. "My leg," he said, and tapped his thigh.
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Nyx moved closer, resting his hands on the other man's thigh, closing his eyes as he focused.
His magic was warm and tender, coaxing out the pain.
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His eyes went wide in shock. "You... that..." he stammered. He'd tried everything. Everything. The pain wasn't completely gone but it was at least half what it had been a moment ago.
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Nyx pulled his hands away, worried he'd done something wrong.
"Is it alright?" he asked quietly.
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"Oh," Nyx smiled, relaxing slightly. "I am pleased to hear it."
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"Oh- I don't know, actually. I've never done it before," Nyx admitted. Royals didn't exactly go around healing people. "A while, I think," he shrugged, as though that were an actual measurement of time.
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"Of course," Nyx nodded. "I would be glad to trade," he added cheerfully.
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"I don't know, something pretty? I like shiny rocks. I like things that glitter..." Nyx shrugged.
The fae wasn't picky though.
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Nyx clearly had no idea what a big deal this was, and House decided not to make a bigger deal out of it.
"I feel like I should go get laid tonight," he said.
Then realized what he'd said and added quickly, "That wasn't a come-on, just... it's been a long time since I haven't been in pain."
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Nyx didn't look offended though, he just giggled.
"Maybe you should," he purred playfully.
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Nyx blushed, then shrugged. "I may offer services at some point, but right now I am still settling in. I wasn't aware of the brothel though, how convenient," he said cheerfully.
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"That's generous of you," Nyx said approvingly.
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"Oh," Nyx said, not sure what to say to that. "I suppose that's good for your wallet, yes? And it sounds as though you have found good company there," he smiled, always wanting to try and be positive.
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Nyx shrugged one shoulder.
"We all have needs. When I still lived at the palace I had to take all my lovers in secret. Nymphs are sexual beings, but royals are expected to only lay with those their parents or elders deam worthy. So when I wished to share myself, it was usually in secret. It's nice you can just seek companionship without shame."
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"I must admit, it's been nice living so free," Nyx replied cheerfully. "It's strange the things you didn't fully know you were missing until they are right in front of you."