I especially liked this metaphor here:

'Daddy crushes him until he is so warm he feels like a pleasant fever or lazy afternoons when the cat naps in slanted sunlight or slippery silt in a shallow pond before August has ended.'

Your language always amazes me. :)

Too bad Lucas and Michael didn't end up together. Are those fae facts true or made up by you? They are interesting, to say the least.

Aah, this should have a follow-up.