The tea was still hot. Thank the gods it was still hot. Taking multiple, grateful sips of the beverage that was made to resemble tea Admon turned another page as he looked over the remaining orders of the day. It was cold outside. But he knew, just as his housemates, that the quick supply runs he made during the day was worth it. Especially when the nights proved to be even colder. The sound of a hammer hitting metal was loud and rhythmical. The fire was blazing hot and running with a wild heart in its containment. Magical fire of course. No normal fire could make weapons as powerful as this one did. That was one of the reasons why the book was filled with orders, and why kings and noblemen came far and wide to purchase weapons form them.
It was only logical, Admon would think to himself as he smiled proudly. With enchanted weapons right from the forge it was hard not to see the difference they could make in a fight. The difference Teagan’s precision work, his enchanted fire and Pace’s fine-tuning and final magical touches, could make.
He looked up from the book. Up at the shiny, soft metal of his love. As the other swung the hammer over his head just to let it rain down over the poor blade he was making. Teagan was nothing less than beautiful. The way Admon’s fire licked tenderly at his frame, so trustingly Teagan was standing next to it, knowing it would never burn him. The way his brow furrowed in concentration as his muscle flexed in effort. He had, of course, chosen not to wear a shirt, as he normally didn’t. He had once told Admon that he didn’t need it, that the flames were keeping him hot during his work. And then he had winked at him and Admon had excused himself before his head exploded. Teagan was not what one would call shy. Smooth motherfu- nevermind.
As his eyes roamed over the half-naked form, Teagan caught his eyes. He grinned like a wolf before laying the hammer down at the anvil. He stretched his arms above his head and displaying his body to the smaller Exo. A blush rose on Admon’s cheeks as he took another sip. “Enjoying what you see~?” He asked and rested against the fireplace, the flames reaching out to lick up the metal skin, slightly burning the upper half of his pants. It was then Admon realized that the flames had reacted to his emotions and had flared up, burning brighter and hungrier than before. He glared at the other Exo but chose not to comment, instead he forced himself to breath and as he did the flames calmed down as well.
Teagan laughed and Admon grumbled.
“Instead of goofing around I’d finish that sword soon if I were you. The customer can be here any moment.” Admon covered up, only for Teagan to snort and pat his lap. “Is that so, why don’t you bring that book over here and we can take a look hmm?” In his eyes laid a challenge, something he knew Admon would not pass up. And his smile only grew as the smaller man made his way over to him and sat on his lap, bringing the book up to his face which quickly found its way onto his shoulder as his arms snaked their way around his waist.
“Ah. I see that you’re right tiniest love~” He said an nuzzled the other’s neck, placing small kisses where he could reach
“I told you. And don’t call me that.” Admon sighed and blushed harder.
“Aw don’t be such a spoilsport…” The nuzzling continued and Admon was just starting to lean into it when he felt a hand abandoning his waist. Traveling downwards and over his clothes crotch. He yelped and tried to grab at the hand, only to have Teagan bite down on his neck and grab his hands with the other one. Admon let out a shocked moan and couldn’t stop his hips from bucking as Teagan’s fingers slipped over the hem of his pants.
“We’re on the shop floor! Teagan if you don’t get that hand out of my pants thi-“
“I’m back guys! You’re not going to believe what I talked with Miss Wiliams about to-“Everything froze. Admon and Teagan both shocked at how quickly the door had opened. Pace looked at them, perhaps a tad confused. “I’m not interrupting something am I?” he asked with a raised eyebrow. Teagan practically beamed at him, the first to unfreeze. “Not at all love, why don’t you come over here and enjoy the fire. The weather is nasty out there~” He winked and Pace smiled, taking off his coat and actually starting towards them.
“No.” Admon said, his face practically burning up. “No, no and definitely no. We are on the shop floor!“
“We’ll move upstairs then~”
“No.” Admon was quick to wrestle his way out of Teagan’s grip, mostly because he had loosened it considerably at Pace’s entrance.
“Yeah, yeah I get it. No love for the smith.” Teagan sulked and Admon actually felt bad for him, until he remembered that the customers could walk in any moment. He looked over at Pace with a flat expression. “Do me a favor and put a leash on our smith, he’s starting to become a handful again.” Pace laughed and Admon could only imagine the face and imitation Teagan was pulling behind his back. “And you.” He turned back to the lazy smith who had the nerve to smile so innocently at him. “Get back to work.” He said darkly and moved back towards the counter.
“Yes my flower!” He chuckled as he smacked Admon’s behind, earning him a yelp and an unimpressed, almost blushing, look from smaller exo.
Behind him the fire was running higher and brighter than a wild fire.
