Gift of the Familiar

"Blessed First Day!"

Ellis cracked open an eye to see William's boyish grin, and then grumbled and rolled over into the warm spot William had abandoned for Ferra only knew what reason. He pulled the blankets over his head with a paw and closed his eyes, but it was impossible to ignore the excited thump of William's heart when his own kept pace with it. Still, it was warm in the bed. And he enjoyed being warm and comfortable and allowed to lounge even when his Master obviously wanted him up.

The bed bounced when William jumped on it, trapping Ellis beneath the blanket and William's limbs, not that Ellis was complaining. He snuffled, and then wormed his way to poke his head out the top. That earned him a smile and a kiss on the nose. "Good morning."

Mornings were better when he slept in later, but they were pretty good when they started with his Master's kisses. Even if that was every morning. He purred, leaning up for more kisses, stretching his snow leopard neck until it melted seamlessly into a human neck and human lips. William took pity, digging his fingers through Ellis' curls to hold his head as their mouths sealed together, slick tongues sliding, stroking, grinding against one another until Ellis was moaning and squirming in his blanketed prison.

"Want something?" William asked, teasing along Ellis' pulse with his thumbs.

Ellis finagled one arm out, latched on to William's neck, and pulled him down again. "You, Master, you." He may have whimpered, but it was swallowed up by William's mouth.

William left nips and kisses across his lips, his chin, down his jaw, where his Master whispered, "But it's First Day, Ellis. Surely you want to get up?"

"I am up." He freed a second arm and used it as leverage to pull the rest of his body from the confines and twist their positions so he could splay his naked body over William. Trying not to rut against the nice clothes. "Why are you dressed?"

"Because it's First Day and we're going downstairs soon."

Ellis pouted and paused in unbuttoning William's shirt. "Why?"

"To celebrate." He carded his fingers through Ellis' curls, frowning. "You never celebrated First Day, did you?"

"No, old master kept me in the cage for First Day. Said Familiars were punished for their failings that day."

William smirked. "You don't look too worried about that happening today."

"Of course not. Old master was full of lies. Plus," Ellis grinned and leaned down to touch noses, "I've never failed you."

William's gray eyes crinkled with a smile, one arm slinking around Ellis' waist, the other tilting his head for a tender kiss. "You're right. Not once."

More kisses, and Ellis continued unbuttoning his Master's shirt, and then dropped his mouth down to suck on a nipple. William groaned, tangled his fingers in Ellis' curls, and arched into his nibbles. "Ellis, we're supposed to be going downstairs."

Curling his tongue along the black mark emblazoned on William's chest, Ellis peeked up, lips turned devilishly. He thrummed his magic, letting the energy flood into his Master while he nipped and teased down each inch of exposed flesh.

"By all—" William choked on the next words, throwing his head back and clawing at Ellis' back. "Ellis!"

Reining his magic in, Ellis softened his assault. William groaned, sank into the bedding, and tugged Ellis' hair until he made his way back to William's mouth. Lips, tongue, teeth, playful and tender, not wanton as Ellis let his Master's need disperse between them both and settle in their bones. "Yes, Master?"

"As much as I really," kiss, "really," kiss, "want to roll over and fuck you into the mattress—"

Ellis purred and rubbed against William, agreeing with that morning plan completely.

"—we should go down so you can experience your first celebration of First Day."

With a put-upon sigh, Ellis flopped down, blanketing William, and rested his head against William's chest. Large hands rubbed up and down his back, soothing the sexual energy bouncing between them until Ellis sighed again and nuzzled in against his Master's warmth. "If you insist, Master."

"I do."

And Ellis could feel that his Master wanted this, wanted it more than sex at the moment, wanted it for Ellis. And Ellis would obey, not because it was his Master's will, but because he wanted to make William happy. One last kiss to the chest bared beneath him and Ellis sat up, straddling William's hips, and began re-buttoning his shirt.

William caught Ellis' hand when the last button was done and kissed his knuckles. "Thank you."