Pants!

Ariel hadn't actually been inside the longhouse, he couldn't Watch The Grove very well from in there. So when his Master disappeared inside Ariel dropped lightly to the eaves and watched as Sly dressed himself. Seeing the lithe, muscular man he was bound to slipping on a pair of dark green trousers from behind was... very pleasant. The way the muscles moved along his torso as sturdy leather boots were laced was enticing. The way that body moved as he took a pale silk shirt and.... failed to get it over a set of antlers that had grown a bit and were splitting a second prong was undeniably funny. He couldn't help but laugh a bit at the outright silliness.

"Oh fuck!" Ariel whispered as his Master spotted him peeping and leveled an angry glare a him. He quickly dropped next to the door and looked intently at his dainty feet.

***

"Horny little shit! Peeping tom motherfucker..." Sly grumbled as his whole shtick fell flat. "Yer supposed to be the wise, mysterious, fae-lord, wizard badass. Not the guy who damn near ruins his only shirt trying to get dressed." He grabbed he last couple of items he'd set his weavers to making, and headed out to face his fuck up. His broken, horny, sexy little mistake.

***

Ariel's face was still burning red when Sly came out of the longhouse. Now fully dressed with a thick wolf-pelt cloak over his simple clothes.

Sly stepped in front of Ariel and lifted the broken angels eyes to meet his with a firm, gentle hand under the angel's chin.

"You did good, kiddo. I think I'll keep you around." Sly said with as much feeling as he could muster. Ariel's anxiety melted away in those few words. He would be kept. He did good.

Sly pressed a small bundle of fur into Ariel's hands and leaned in to give him a long slow kiss.

"That's for a bit of modesty." Sly said pointing to the wolfskin kilt Ariel had been handed. "Your tunic doesn't do shit to hide this." Simon rumbled in his ear as he ran a finger down Ariel's stomach to his prick poking a tent in the tunic. With a firm grim on Ariel's equipment Sly gave a squeeze and whispered. "And if you want to see me naked, ask first."

Ariel nodded not trusting his voice. He had almost worked up the courage to ask when Simon cut him off.

"Not yet, after a month and a half naked I'm gonna enjoy having pants for a while."

The look of disappointment on Ariel's face was priceless.