Into the Fae

*He grins ,and whispered against her lips before deepening the kiss again, and letting her fires burn deep inside of her, licking her lips with his tounge, he lets his Expert hands run up and down her back, massaging her sensually, he grins slowly as she tears herself away from the kiss, he knew what she wanted* Lets go to your tree then....*he Then Places her lips on hers, kissing her EVen deeper than before*
(Sorry for taking so long, Compy Problems.)
 
Verdi

I could not help it even though part of me wanted to resist, the fire was all consuming and I could do nothing except exactly what he wanted me to do. I shuddered as his hands caressed me and I moaned against his lips wanting more. Deep somewhere was the thought that I was going to deal with the redcap when I could think straight but right now I could do nothing but follow these desires that were running through me.

As he kissed me again, I used the last of my coherant thought to bid my tree to reach down and pick us both up which it did, wrapping its branches around us both as we were locked together and lifting us to its boughs.

The oak brought us up to a place where the limbs and branches had interwoven themselves together to make a soft springy bed. My tree had read my impulses and had prepared a place for us.
 
Garlor

"Oh, Garlor get hungry again real quick" I laughed, taking one of her hands and guiding it to my cock. She wrapped her fingers about it, a smile playing on her lips.

"If you were not human, Garlor might think it to be a nymph" I said, with another laugh.

I glanced to the oak tree, where Verdi had carried the satyr now up into its boughs, and grinned to myself, as I snatched the human up of off the ground and strode off, carrying her back to my home.


OOC: Isolde, what's happening with Pippin / Marcus at the moment?

[Edited by Kepic on 03-05-2001 at 11:51 AM]
 
Gwen

A nymph? I wondered to myself what that was. Either way, Garlor's laugh sent shivers down my spine, straight to my clit.

Suddenly, he stood and, tossing me over his shoulder like a sack of vegetables, carried me back in the direction of his home.

When we arrived, he tossed me again onto the furs in the corner, and joined me for a well-deserved nap. I awoke, several hours later, and found Garlor still asleep beside me. I looked at him for long moments, his face a grimace that suggested he would eat anyone who tried to awaken him whole.


Cautiously, I streached out one hand and stroked my fingers lightly across his drawn brow. His skin was tough and formidable, but strangly soft to my touch. I began to stroke his face...his his hair...his chest...

His eyes opened...
 
OOC: Page 13, Kepic...Pippin was the last one to post...just waiting on you.
 
Garlor

I awoke, and my stomach gave its usual grumbling sound as my eyes opened. I lifted my head and gave a snarl at the human, causing her to retract her hand sharply.

Instead of getting up, I grasped her wrist, and pulled her closer.

"It should know, a redcap always awakes hungry" I hissed. I pushed her away again, then got to my feet, to cook the boar I had caught in the morning. She began to get up herself, but I gave her a look which froze her.

"Stay there" I snapped.

Once the boar was roasting above the fire, a little magic to turn the bone spit, I returned to the furs.

"While Garlor awaits his supper, human will feed its other hunger" I said, settling back down on the furs. "Well, get to it!" I hissed, "or you'll be next on the spit!"
 
Marcus

OOC: Oops, sorry Isolde, missed that post! *slaps wrist*

IC:
I nodded to her. "I could do with a little rest" I said, "and if this place is safe as you say, then best take advantage of it before we press on to find this druid."

I settled down on the grass, and opened the small satchel Maewyn had given me. Inside a little food was left.

Pulling out some bread, I tore some off and offered it to Pippin. "This is food from my world - at least, that was what the faerie who gave it to me said. I don't know if you'll like it, but you're welcome to share" I said, "assuming you eat."
 
Gwen

"Well, get to it, or you'll be next on the spit!"

Perhaps it was partaking of their world. I felt different. I too was hungry; and not just for food.

Garlor was still unabashedly naked. His cock, amazingly not erect, lay against his leg beckoning me. I reached my hand out, tentatively, and encircled his member. I felt the throbbing of his heart in my hand as he immediately sprang to life.

I leaned my face toward his, then instead of kissing his lips, I nipped at his neck and began to lick a path down his chest. Each nipple was caught between my teeth...hard. He didn't even flinch, but I began to become very aroused. Licking and biting farther, I scraped my teeth down his shaft until I'd swallowed about 3/4 of his cock, cupping his pendulous balls with one hand, and squeezing the base of his cock with the other.
 
Pippin

I looked down at the bread and then at Marcus before bursting out in a laugh. "I shall eat when I return to my normal size, human," I said. "I eat but not anything you have to offer me. Do not worry about it as you shall need the nurishment yourself. We still have a long way to go."

Looking around, I smiled as I felt the flow of the magic around me. I missed the magic that I had when I was in my normal state. This way was much faster than the other but I felt very vunerable. I did not tell the human this but in this state even he could harm me if he chose to. Which was another reason that we pixies did not choose to enlarge ourselves very often.

Streatching my legs out, I lifted my arms to try and soak in as much of the magic around me as I could. My wings unfolded and streatched out themselves so that they surrounded my larger figure. They were still torn and it was a bit painful to move them but it felt so good to let them loose for a moment.

Sweeping my gaze over to Marcus I said,"Tell me, human. Can you not feel the magic around you? Why do you not wish to stay in our world and instead try to get back to the mundane world of yours? Does nothing from this world interest you?"
 
*He smiled devilishly as she had her tree pick them up and place them on the softness of it's Boughs, He smiled* handy...*with a nod, and kissed her passionately again, drawing her ever closer to him, In full control of the entire situation....this whole scene might actually appear funny to some fae, Seeing two fae who practically represented their races at their self appointed best, The Satyr In control over a Controlling being, and he could barely restrain his own glee*

*he Pressed his full, nearly naked form against her, and whispered in her ear* You are enjoying this greatly...I can feel it....All but a small part of you wants this.....Give that part up and surrender yourself to passion....*It was almost Philisophical, But then again, Satyrs werent all sex and Sillyness. at least not all of the time. He watched her eyes closely, a deep internal struggle ensued, he decided to hurry tihs along, removing any top covering she may have possessed, he brought his mouth to her nipple and sensually Sucked at it, Running his skilled tounge over and around it, hoping this litttle bit would be enough*


Ooc: OK, IM going to Start a mortal later tonight...because I just need to play one. *l*
 
Verdi

I shuddered as his tongue touched my, already erect, nipple and a moan escaped my lips. I could no longer hold back and reason seemed to escape me as I entwined my fingers into his hair and pulled him closer.

With a mere thought, the rest of the oak leaves that clothed my body slipped from it exposing me to him, vunerable and naked. At this point I did not care, though, I only had one thought-to quench the fire that had all but consumed me.
 
Garlor

The human did not balk at my harsh words, as I had expected her to, but went about the task I had commanded her with what seemed to be relish.

It short order, she had my cock standing tall, her lips encircling about my hardened member, her head bobbing until my swollen tip was deep inside her mouth, prodding at the back of her throat. Her teeth scraped up and down my shaft, and I let out a guttural groan of pleasure.

"Yesssss" I hissed. "Suck, lick, bite. Drink of Garlor."
 
Marcus

I saw the coy smile playing on her lips, and nodded.

"I can feel the magic about me" I said, "but I find it fascinating, as well as frightening. Your world is an uncertain place for a human, Pippin."

I laughed. "My world is an uncertain place for a human at times, but at I understand it more, know my place better, I think. Here, I feel lost, somehow."

"And, as for anything that interests me here, I'm not sure there is..."

My voice trailed off, and I found myself staring at her, glancing over her willowy body, recollections of the pleasures that other female faeries had given me - although they had seemed more interested in fulfilling their own pleasures.
 
Pippin

I laughed at Marcus' words. Pointing to the bulge in his pants, I said,"Do not tell me that nothing interests you. I know the look you give this form of mine well. I have seen it on the faces of other humans."

Tilting my head to look at him I nodded,"I have had my share of human 'companionship', Marcus. Though I choose to forgo that due to the fact that...." I looked long and hard at him. Well, it was not like I had not been forced to trust him for the whole of the journey so far. "I do not take this form to be with a human or fae for that matter because when I am without my magic I as helpless as a mortal woman."

I looked away. "Though I have found something quite interesting when dealing with humans." Looking back, I gazed at him, trying to show that my interest was real,"Even though we fae offer much physical pleasures to the humans if they only submit to our wishes, I find that many-such as yourself-fight that pleasure. I have been told it is because they do not have a choice in the matter but...pleasure is pleasure...is it not, human?"

"Can this free will of yours be so important that you shun the very thing you crave?," I looked down again at where his manhood stirred and shook my head, my red hair flying about my face. "I truly do not understand your species. You wish to go back to a world that holds no magic and you refuse to give in to a lifetime of pleasure for something as fleeting as freewill. Place yourself into dangers that could mean your life just to escape from what is here."

"Your species is truly a puzzling one, Marcus. I doubt I will ever understand you but, please, try to explain this to me."
 
Gwen

"Yesssss," he hissed, "suck, lick, bite. Drink of Garlor."

Just the thought of drinking is sweet fae cum made me nearly lose my mind and my cunt to start dripping. I bobbed my head up and down in his lap until his cock was buried down my throat. Finally, I pulled away and sat back...breathing heavily and giving him a look that said I could take it as well as I could give it.

I was learning from a master...
 
Garlor

She took me into her mouth, inch by inch. But, when she had finally taken as much of me as she could, she pulled back.

I sat up and growled, seeing her look.

"I did not tell it to stop" I hissed, grabbing her and getting to my feet. "Garlor shall have to teach it a lesson."

With that, I carried her over to the suspended sling I had made, tying her to it once more, staking her limbs outstretched.

Then, I simply left her, sitting down by the fire, tearing of some of the roasting meat and began to eat my fill, my back to her.
 
Marcus

"I can't deny I've had some most pleasurable experiences here in your world," I said, "but freedom isn't something I want to give up, even for a lifetime of pleasure, when that pleasure is not willing shared."

Her eyes on my groin were doing little to cool my more lustful thoughts, though. Maybe I should stay? What was I running from? My fear of losing my freedom, or my fear of the unknown?
 
Pippin

This human intrigued me more than any other I had delt with in the past. I thought for a minute on what he had said. Leaning forward, I said,"Show me. Show me what the difference between fae pleasure and human pleasure."

My eyes held his and I smiled,"I give you free will to do what you wish. If you say that nothing is to happen than we will go on but if you choose to accept than you will have total control of what is to happen. There will be no fae influence from me. I cannot use magic so I cannot charm you. What you see now is all that is there."

Boldly, I leaned into him and brushed his lips with mine, carefully not deeping the kiss and letting him decide what the next move would be.

[Edited by Isolde on 03-07-2001 at 01:16 PM]
 
Marcus

I was a little taken aback, but I couldn't deny the attraction I held towards her, so when her lips brushed against mine, I responded.

I pressed my mouth to hers, kissing her with the heat of the moment, my tongue finding its way between her lips to dance with her own.

My hands caressed her slender arms, stroking up against her shoulders, twirling strands of her hair in my fingers, then I leaned back, breaking the kiss, sucking gently on her lower lip as I did so, looking into her eyes.

Her eyes were enchanting, even without any magic behind them, as she had claimed. I bent forward again, wrapping my arms about her back - being careful not to harm her wounded wings further - and blew across her cheek, kissing my way up her jawline to suck on one of her delicate ear lobes. As I did so, I leant her back onto the green grass.

"Fae pleasure and human pleasure are a lot alike, from what I have seen" I whispered in her ear. "But pleasure shared in free will between lovers is unpredictable... you may know where it will lead, but not exactly how you will get there."

I kissed my way down from her cheek, across her throat and onto the swell of one of her breasts, brushing my face against the nub of the nipple that peaked it through the fine fabric of dress.
 
Pippin

I was surprised at my reaction to Marcus. For the first time in my life I was not the one in control and...I enjoyed it. I gasped at the feel of his hands and lips moving over my skin.

My hands fluttered to lay against his back, for the first time they had no predetermined path to arouse or excite. A moan escaped my lips as I felt his cheek brush against the my nipple and it hardened to press against my natural clothing.

One hand lifted to run through his hair and the other begin to move up along his shirt. But the heat was building in my body and I was impatient with the fabric that barred my way. Slipping one hand up under his shirt, I closed my eyes and sighed as our skin met. Slowly I ran my hand over his taunt stomache and hard chest, stopping to run my finger around his nipple before moving on to the other one.

"Yes," I whispered not knowing if I was agreeing with his statement or telling him how much I wanted him to continue.
 
Gwen

I knew he'd be angry. I was counting on it actually.

I quickly found myself tied to that swinging contraption once again, watching as he sat - back to me - tearing meat off the boar with his strong teeth.

After a bit, I started speaking to him. My desire had risen in a crescendo and I wanted him. My lust was apparently insatiable, considering how I had spent most of the day.

Finally, I started whispering to him.

"I have something much sweeter than that meat," I taunted. "I have what you really want. Why don't you come over here and give it to me?"

On and on I teased him with suggestive language, interspersed with low moaning. I thought that perhaps I was having no effect on him, until he turned slightly and I caught sight of his engorged cock.
 
Garlor

I got up, and walked over to her, standing so that my cock was scant inches from her face, before kneeling to look her in the eyes.

"Be quiet" I hissed, before I silenced her words with a quickly fashioned gag of leather and bone, though she still gave out muffled moans.

Then, I hissed and stood, and began to stroke my cock, slowly at first, then faster, and faster, in front of her eyes.

When I came, I let my cum splatter across over her face, upside-down in the swinging seat I had made her, my hot seed dribbling down, dripping past her eyes to the floor, as I turned from her to go back to my meal.
 
Gwen

OOC: wanna try for 1000? :)

IC: Unable to free my tongue to lap up his sweet cum, I writhed and twisted in my swinging prison. I screamed behind my gag...mentally begging his forgiveness.

I learned my lesson...but he wouldn't know that until my punishment was over.

I watched him eat and realized that I was somewhat hungry as well. But even more, I craved his now flacid cock.
 
Garlor

OOC: ONE THOUSAND!

IC:
After picking the bones of the roasted boar clean, I turned my attention back to my 'guest'.

"What Garlor says it will do, it will do" I hissed. "i shall feed it and take care of it only as long as it obeys. It has pleased Garlor so far, so Garlor has given it this warning. Don't try my patience again, human."

I poured some water into a small bowl, walked over, and cleaned her face with scraps of cloth - cloth which came from the dress she had worn when I first found her. Once she was cleaned up to my satisfaction, I pulled her gag free.

"Think carefully over its next words to Garlor" I hissed.
 
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