Glamour Lust fic, Stone/Fen, Assorted Minor Fetishes Series "Heat."

[jamjar]

(now edited for phone use)

"This place is colder than Hel's left nipple," Bonnie said, layers of clothing appearing around her. "And I know what I'm talking about. Hey Stone, fur-boy, what's up with the indoor ice-rink?" she yelled out, stepping through the door.

Fen bounded out of the bedroom, body changing to human as he moved. "Milady, it is good to see you. The heating broke down in the night and... I fear my Tighearn has reacted badly." He didn't bother to hide his worried expression and started to herd Bonnie into the bedroom. Bonnie had a million and one comments she could've made, ranging from mild wit to lewd jokes about bestiality, but she was a little curious now.

The bedroom was as icy as the rest of the flat, the white light of winter only making it seem colder. A long abandoned hot water bottle almost tripped her she went in and a half drunk cup of tea on the bedside table had baby pixies ice-skating on it.

"The heating broke down in the night, but I swear he was not in this state when I woke. I went to the roof for practice, and when I came back he was like this." Fen said, gesturing at the bed. "He has not said anything I could understand, or moved as much as an inch. Please, milady, can you help him?"

"Oh," Bonnie said, looking at the hermit-crab style pyramid of blankets on the bed. "Oh yeah, this may take a while."

"I should not have left. He asked me to stay, but I refused. I should have..."

"Hey, he always wants you to skip practice, doesn't he?" Bonnie said, floating up two feet so she could pat Fen on the head. She gave into temptation and started scratching him behind the ears. It was almost as satisfying as when he was furry. "You couldn't have known. He's not in any harm, he just..." she grinned and floated back down to earth. "He just really doesn't like the cold."

"I remember the first time I saw him like this," Bonnie said, leaning against the convenient wall of Fen. "We were going through this sudden cold snap and bam. We were lucky to get him out before Spring."

"I.. contemplated withholding food," Fen said guiltily. "As an encouragement."

"Starving him out? That won't work. We tried that the second time it happened. After a few days, he just relocates to somewhere with food. Although, on the plus side, it's pretty cool watching him maneuver that thing into the kitchen."

"The stove does not work anyway. The buildings manager said he would have someone come to look at it, after the furnace. And the pipes are frozen, so we have no water."

"Aw, poor babies. You sorted a place to stay while they fix the building?" Bonnie asked sympathetically. "I'd let you stay at mine but... some of my in-laws are staying. They take up a lot of space. Maybe Davy or Nikki could put you up?"

Fen shook his head. "M'lord misplaced his phone a week ago, and I do not have one." Fen ducked his head. "And I do not know how I could get him to leave his nest and it will not fit through the door."

Bonnie bit her lips on the "Aw, bless," that threatened to escape at the sight of Fen's expression. Instead, she pulled two mugs of cocoa out of the air and passed them both to Fen. "'Kay, I'm gonna look around, see if I can find anyone with a spare room and central heating, and either soft spot for you two or something I can blackmail them about. You, stay hear and see if you can get Stone to emerge from his little cocoon."

She disappeared, leaving Fen blinking and holding two rapidly-cooling cups of cocoa. He intended to savour his, but ended up gulping it down and then staring at Stone's mug. Cocoa tempted, but his loyalty to his prince won out and, with only the slightest regret, Fen held the mug of cocoa next to Stone's nest. A hand wormed its way out of the layers, fingers extending just enough to grab the mug, which promptly disappeared into the nest.

Fen waited patiently and after a few minute the cup reappeared. He tried to grab Stone's hand, but it vanished back before he touch it and the nest drew itself even tighter in.

He was wondering whether he should just give in to necessity and start cutting Stone out when Bonnie reappeared. "I'm getting such a maternal rush off you two. You're like little puppies, left out in the cold, who can't take care of yourselves." Her eyes widened. "You're like Stone! Double-Stone! Well, lucky for you, Mama Bonnie will fix all your problems, and all she wants in exchange is... well, we'll talk about that later." She grinned like a shark showing off its latest trip to the dentist.

"You have found us a place to stay?"

She nodded. "Uh-huh. Io is staying with Davy for a few days, so her place is empty. Even better, Davy agreed to pick you up. He'll be here at elevenish, so you might wanna start getting hamster-boy out of his little nest. It's gonna take you a while."

"You will not stay and help?" Fen said. "I thought, since you had experience of this..."

"Are you kidding? I nearly lost an arm the last time I tried to pull him out of one of these. Seeya."

~~~

Fen looked at the empty mugs and wished Bonnie had thought to take them with her. It irked his mind to have them around the flat, and not be able to wash them.

There had been times in his life when he'd been months without running water, without any shelter other than a tent and the warm bodies of his comrades. It hadn't bothered him at the time. They'd lick themselves clean while on the move, then use makeshift saunas to sweat off the grime and fleas.

It was a pity that they had no sauna ere, if only for the warmth. He tried to picture his Prince running from the sauna to roll in the snow, as he and his comrades had done and grinned. Stone would refuse to leave the sauna, no doubt.

Unfortunately, the flat lacked even a fireplace. He could build a bonfire on the roof, perhaps, but he doubted he could convince Stone to leave the flat. Fen might not be a mage, but he knew the basic spells of any soldier, how to encourage fuel to burn and water to purify.

He picked up the biggest saucepans he could find and went up to the roof. The weather was bracing. It had snowed all through the night, but now the sky was clear and bright, and the weather all the colder for it.

It was an awkward and lengthy procedure, first to melt the snow over the roof-top fire, then add a mild purifying spell to the water, and then carry the boiling water as quickly as possible down to the bath. Several stones hastily borrowed from a neighbours attempts at a rooftop garden were also heated in the fire. It was fortunate that their bathroom was small enough that the heat from the bath warmed the whole room quickly. A few trips, and the bath was full almost to the brim and it was time to retrieve Stone from his nest.

"M'lord? Hot water, my prince. Almost boiling. A whole bath filled with hot water, just for you."

The mound shuffled slightly, in a way that suggested suspicious interest.

"The whole bathroom is filled with steam. 'Tis almost a Turkish bath, m'lord. Aubrey." He tried to make his voice seductive, and was painfully aware of how awkward he was at it. Before their relationship started, he would not have dreamed of trying to seduce his prince. After, of course, any seduction more so[sophisticated than nudity was unnecessary. Still, for his Tighearn, he would try. "My prince, it is so hot in there, I was all but cooked filling the bath. So hot, I had to take off my tunic. The, the steam was making me sweat and..." Worse and worse. Anasta, who found human tongue awkward, was attempting to help by sending visions of what she found seductive, but pictures of Stone swimming in a bath of melted chocolate did not help his concentration.

"Don't you want the bath, Aubrey? I could scrub your back, if you were in the bath. Naked of course. I wouldn't want my clothes to get wet. And you would be so warm, m'lord, my Aubrey, so hot and I would be naked."

There was a definite stirring in the nest as various layers were rearranged, then a barely audible sound came out of it "frb't? prt'nt prts."

Fen blinked. After a moment, the sound repeated itself, this time sounding slightly irritated. "D'nt wanyou 'tgt frb, imprt'nt parts."

That almost made sense, at least enough for Fen to hazard a guess as to it's meaning. "I won't get frostbite of any parts, my Tighearn. The room is lovely and warm, as you could see if you would only move there."

There was a moment of stillness, while the mound thought this over, before it started to moved. Bonnie was right; it was impressive watching it. The ends of the mound were carefully tucked under, to minimise contact with the cold floor and the whole thing shivered like a hill in an earthquake. It rolled over the bed like the movement of tectonic plates, finding its way to the door by blind instinct. Locating the bathroom was trickier, but banging into the sofa seemed to help it find its way. It came up against the bathroom door, close to conserve heat, and banged against it a few time before Fen managed to turn the doorknob. It squeezed through the doorway into the bathroom.

Once there it relaxed, obviously feeling the heat even through the layers. Still untrusting, it moved to the bath and straightened up. Stone hitched the nest up, like an old woman hitching her skirts to cross a stream, and stepped into the bath. Within seconds, the mound was a heap on the floor and Stone sank under the water completely.

"Fen, dude, I am totally worshipping you right now."

"That is quite unnecessary, my Tighearn," Fen said, sounding quite pleased nonetheless.

"Seriously, you're like the bringer of heat and life and... didn't you promise me nudity?"

Fen smiled. "I fear the bath will not hold both of us, my prince, or I would join you. Although if you are warmed through, I could make use of it after."

"There's no way I'm getting out of this bath," Stone said. "Sorry, dude, you know I love you, but... no way."

"You will have to get out at some point. Iolanthe has allowed us to stay at her place while the heating is being fixed. Davy is coming to pick us up at eleven, so it would be best if you were dressed by then."

"The water'll get cold by then anyway." Fen shivered at the thought. "My precious heat, escaping. I can feel the water getting colder already."

"Ah, I have a solution for that." Fen lifted one of the heated stones, wrapped in his cloak and dropped it over the side of the bath. the water slopped over the sides and steam raised as the water freed the heat from the stone, and it's namesake made a porn worthy sigh as a fresh wave of heat swept over him. He disappeared under the water again, eyes closed and smiling like a lorelei's lover.

"I've said it before, but Fen, dude, you rock," Stone said emerging to hang on the side of the bath, finger tips just hooking on to the rim, chin and shoulders still underwater. "Hey, this bath is pretty high. I bet I can blow you without getting my shoulders out of the water."

"What an... intriguing suggestion, my prince," Fen said, standing next to the bath and stripping off his shirt. "If you are sure you'll be comfortable like that?"

Stone grinned. "Kinky isn't meant to comfortable, dude."

"And this is kinky?"

""Look Ma, no hands!" It's not chicken kinky, but it's more than a feather. Only, you'll have to unzip your jeans yourself."

Fen reviewed the statement for meaning, disregarded most of it, made a point not to ask about the chicken and focussed on the only comprehensible bit. He unzipped his jeans . "Aubrey? I have one question. And if your shoulders are underwater, what will your hands be doing?"

end.

Comments

[klgaffney.livejournal.com]

i did read it yesterday, and it did make me feel better, and i didn't get to comment, 'cause i had to run...*guilt, guilt* but yeah, anyway, i'm back. ~_^

one minor quibble--and the rest is all yay...
i could totally see stone misplacing the phone--but i don't see fen having one of his own. he's still kinda distrustful of tech, and wouldn't bother with it beyond what was absolutely necessary.

i love that you included the bit about him knowing minor useful spells. he attributes his lack of power due to loss of knowledge and being a combination of darkness and light, that his dual nature is canceling each other out--the canceling is in part true...but i personally attribute it to the fact that he's a faerie-based creature, while anasta is less a "demon" perse than a lost wolf spirit--so she's earth-based. that's why he has a certain tolerance level to iron, that's why he can connect with gaia in a fashion, and that's why he's lost a lot of his elven magic--granted, he's forgotten his book-learned spells anyway, but he can still do spells on the level of a wiccan/shamen/earth magicky type level on both faerie and gaia--but no big perception-altering glamours, and no major power tricks. well, other than the shifting, of course. so what you described fit in with that very nicely, yeah.

*giggles* but yup, still funny. just the image of stone traveling around under a mound of blankets, like some kinda walking haystack. *snerk* and fen standing around doing all sorts of mental hand-wringing, and bonnie rambling on about all the times the boy's done it before....yeah, now that's comedy.

and poor fen actually trying to seduce stone. so helplessy awkward-cute. and of course anasta tried to help. *g* stone swimming in vat of melted chocolate? *dies* so perfect.

and the last paragraph is just classic. I can just see the puzzled head cock while he's trying to figure it all out. chicken? yes, we'll just file that one under "My Tighearn is a Very Odd Boy." now about that BJ....

love it. thanks! ^_^

[jamjar.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the LOC. It's reassuring to hear that it read okay, apart from a few things, because my Fen-voice and Stone-voice still need work. I'll probably go back and re-edit the phone bit.

Also, it's always good to have a few more filled-in-blanks about Fen. He has just the most interesting biology (if that's the right word) of any of the characters.

The combination boiler broke down at home, which does the hot water and central heating for the house although forunately, there's a bathroom which, for various obscure reasons, has it's own boiler. Anyway, it meant that most of the family were huddled around teh tiny little electric heater or taking long, long baths until the problem got fixed. There were many bitter fights over posession of the hot water bottle, and regrest over leaving all the ski-gear (including the thermal undies) in the chalet in France, and it kind of gave me the idea for this fic.

*reads and grins*

[aopansaa.livejournal.com]

Great bit of writing, I really like the hermit-crab-Stone bit... I go more into mummy mode than anything, I tell you, you'd have to cut the blankets away on a cold winter's morning, and peeing? Forget it, it takes fifteen minutes just for me to untangle myself!