Floof to the doof

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Jake dreamed less in Faerie. Well, that was inaccurate. He still had dreams like any other person, but the portentous ones that almost always came to pass plagued him with less frequency. Some days he thought his own powers were waning, but members of the guard assigned to him exhibited ability still that they never had before devoting themselves without signs of weakening. He would still wake in cold sweats, or still trancing. He thought maybe it was Faerie itself. This wasn't a place for humans who still lived. The world changed on a whim of those connected to it, and as such few things were set in stone.

Today was a normal dream. A good dream, at that. He'd been having them more with Davy sleeping next to him as often as he could. Since the two had married, Jake's life had improved as well as it could while still wanting to be near his children. Davy hadn't changed, really, but Jake became more willing to listen to him with an open mind now that he saw the man truly was trying to make things as easy as he could for a human in Faerie. He enjoyed their verbal sparring sessions, or that Davy took Jake seriously. He liked that it wasn't just him with the children, and if he had to admit it, he liked that Davy easily wanted to be a father to his- their children despite them being made originally as tools for a larger purpose. If Jake really had to admit it, he would say that he'd fallen in love with Davy ages ago. He was dreaming this morning of his fortunes wrapped in what looked at first to be misery.

He came to slowly, stretching out slowly as he let his eyes come unglued from sleep. With a small gust of air, he focused and saw a child in front of him sleeping as soundly as Jake just had been. Wearily, he smiled and brushed a hand along the side of the boy's face. "Hey there," he mumbled sleepily, moving so that he was only an inch or so away from the child. "How did you get out of the nursery?"

[dweomer]

"He wanted to sleep with his daddy." Davy spoke softly; one might think that it wasn't something he was used to, with the power he'd been throwing around his realm of Faerie ever since Jake had first arrived, but he had always preferred the way of gentleness. It still hurt him that he had to bring Jake here and force him into this situation the way that he did, but it seemed like they were making the most of it. The look he saw on Jake's face when he saw his- their son gave him some measure of hope that things were okay. Davy smiled across the child to Jake.

"Did you sleep well?" He wanted to reach out and brush his hand against Jake's face, but he still felt he should have some sign that his presence was okay before doing so. He might have been a devil, but even devils had their rules; they were just their own rules and no one else's.