by Selena Page
Andrew sighed, stepping into the center of the circle and sitting cross-legged on the floor in center of the crystal and lens arrangement.
“So what will this do?” prompted Raymond.
“This will help me align with the fairy’s energy and help me find her. It will use the residual energy she left behind and fix it in my mind so I can track her.”
“So it will connect you and the fairy?” Kara asked.
“In a sense… yes. We will have a small connection that I will use to find her. Hopefully while she is on the property.”
Andrew closed his eyes and fixed his mind on his power. It had become much easier in the last few months to control his power. Whatever had happened in the cave with the smoke monster had changed him. He felt his power deep within him and pushed it to the surface and across the circle. He let it envelop the crystals and lenses and let it flow around him. He then let it stream out, sensing and feeling. He found the fairy’s power instantly. It was warm like the summer sun. He heard the sound of a babbling brook as he tested the fairy’s power with his own. The fairy’s energy promised hot days and sultry nights. He heard the rustle of green leaves and the smell of damp earth. He smiled absently and let his power mingle with it. Eventually, the two powers mixed and mingled and his power took on the earthy feel of the fairy’s. Andrew let his power sink back into himself and he opened his eyes.
“Well?” Raymond asked.
“I’ve got it. I’ve… got a read on her,” Andrew said as his eyes drifted across the room, “Let’s go.”
They left the salon and made their way to the back door.
“Ah, I thought I heard something back here but I had to go help your grandmother.”
“Yes. She went out through this door,”Andrew said pointing to the wood- and glass-paneled back door.
“Right into the forest,” Kara said as she inspected the view from the back door.
“Yes. We’ll have to go on foot from here. Grandfather, I will need the snowshoes.”
They made their way to the side closet and Andrew rummaged through the coats, boots, and other winter outerwear. He emerged with two sets of aluminum snowshoes. They made their way back to the backdoor and wrapped themselves in their winter coats and gloves.
“So you think she’s gone into the forest?”
“Seems that way. I can’t say why, but yes.”
“Do be careful Andrew,” his grandfather said nervously.
“It’ll be fine. It’s a fairy.”
“Yeah. It’s no smoke monster,” Kara said playfully. She was bent over, exposing a healthy amount of cleavage to Andrew. He felt a warm rush to the core of his body. He suddenly wanted to take her right there in the hall. He felt his heart pound at the idea of sliding himself into her and taking her on the floor.
Andrew grinned back at her wolfishly. What was getting into him? Of course he was attracted to Kara, but the thoughts running through his head while his grandfather was right there with them were stronger than he’d ever experienced.
He shook his head and finished pulling his winter gear on. It helped that Kara covered herself in her heavy winter coat. As snug as it was, it still hid the curves of her body and helped quiet his libido. They tromped outside into the snow and Andrew helped Kara strap on her snowshoes and showed her how to step into an incline, using the walking poles to help distribute her weight and energy.
They began walking toward the wood line, following the path of the fairy’s energy into the trees. The forest was stunning. The bare trees and dry empty bushes rustled as they passed. The pines stood like massive green sentinels over the snowy valley. The air was crisp and clear and the sun made the ice in the trees sparkle. They followed a narrow path up a hill and deeper into the woods.
“Wow. Andrew… it’s beautiful out here,” Kara said.
“Yeah, it is,” Andrew said as he stopped to lean on his poles and smile back at her. He felt the sun on his face and he felt warm despite the crisp winter air. He couldn’t help but notice the curve of her hips through the tight black winter leggings she wore. He chewed on the inside of his lip as he thought about laying her down and peeling those leggings off her. He heard her sigh in his mind as he slid his hands up her legs.
“Andrew?”
Andrew shook his head abruptly.
“Yep. Yep. What’s that?” He banished the fantasy from his mind.
“I said ‘Are you ready to go?’”
“Oh! Yep. Let’s go,” Andrew said turning back to the trail.
They followed the trail and came to a small hunting lodge on the side of a hill. It looked out over small creek and the valley below. They stopped a few yards away to watch the cabin.
“I think someone has been in there recently,” Andrew said, kneeling behind a tree.
“Yeah, the snow by the doors is disturbed,” Kara pointed out.
“I think she’s in there… I feel like she is very close.”
“Ok so what do we do?”
“Let’s just go up very slowly and see if she is in there. If not, we’ll just wait and surprise her when she gets back.”
Kara nodded. They pulled off their snowshoes, creeping up on the house as they slowly made their way down the path. They watched the windows, but saw no sign of anyone. The curtains were drawn and nothing seemed to move.
Crouching down by the door, Andrew tried the knob and was surprised it opened easily with a loud creak. He cringed at the noise; so much for the stealthy approach. He rose and strode into the house, pausing to listen before stepping further inside.
The main room was a grand wood-paneled open space with a huge fireplace in the center of the back wall. Windows lined the pinnacle of the slanted-ceilinged room, letting the bright winter sun stream in. The heat had been turned on, and the warmth washed over them.
“Well?” Kara whispered.
“I don’t think she’s here, but let’s look around.”
They made a quick search of the lodge, checking all the rooms, bathroom and kitchen. They checked the main closet in the living room. To call it a closet was ridiculous. It was a room unto itself that could hold the winter gear of the whole Caprice family. They cleaned up the melting snow in the doorway, even though there was no way to hide the tracks they’d left in the snow.
“Alright, we need to hide and when she gets back, we’ll surprise her. I can throw a quick ward around her to trap her so she won’t be able to get away,” Andrew said, pulling out a few supplies from winter coat pocket.
“Let’s hide in that huge closet in the living room! I saw some blankets in there. We can put them down and just wait her out together,” Kara said brightly, stripping off her coat.
Andrew nodded and was blessed again with the view of her ample cleavage. He felt a hot surge move through his body; the idea of being tucked away in the closet with her sounded like a very good one.
They stowed their gear in the back of the closet on a shelf. Andrew had a sudden thought and spread the blankets across the shelves, pinning it in place with their boots. It formed a neat little fort they could tuck into. They grabbed a few spare throw pillows from the living room to sit on and settled down for what could be a long wait. Andrew leaned sat against the wall and Kara settled on the floor between his legs and pulled his arms around her.
“What gave you the idea for a blanket fort?” Kara asked playfully.
“I don’t know. Just seemed like a good idea,” Andrew said. He began to feel uncharacteristically fun, loving the idea of hiding in the blanket fort with Kara, waiting for the fairy to show herself. Maybe he was getting into the Christmas spirit or something.
“So what do you think she’s like?” Kara asked.
“The fairy? Probably… pretty nice. More than likely a sprite. I’ve never known sprites or fairies to be bad or anything.”
“Wait, there’s a difference?”
“Oh yeah. The whole fairy line is broken down by families or types. Except for hobs. They can be awful. Most are ben
ign or protector types.”
“Really? Why all the trouble then?” Kara asked.
“Well... they can be troublesome is all. They have way of influencing things. Leaving a bunch of summer fairies around in the middle of winter might screw the natural way things go around here.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. See, summer is the time of regrowth, passion, renewed relationships. Traditionally, people get married in summer because the weather is nicer. People have babies in summer because they’ve been stuck inside all winter and don’t have… well don’t have much to do,” Andrew said with a grin.
“Oh really?” Kara asked, wriggling up against him and pulling him tighter to her; she absently slid his hand across her breast and sighed into him.
Suddenly, Andrew felt the summer sun on his skin, smelled the damp of the forest after a thunderstorm. He felt the deepest need for her and growled. This time he didn’t hold back. He cupped her breast through her shirt and gently squeezed her nipple. She sighed quietly again and her hips rolled rhythmically against him. He felt himself grow hard against her and his other hand roved across her belly; he spread his fingers just under her waistband. Panting, she tilted her head back.
“We’re supposed to be hiding and trying to trap a fairy,” she breathed into his ear.
“Damn the fairy. I want you and I want you now,” he growled back, sliding his hand under her underwear and over her mound. She gasped as her found her and felt her move against him in a slow roll, egging him on. He kissed her deeply, tongue exploring the inside of her mouth before abruptly pulling back to spin her around in his lap and strip her shirt and bra off in one move.
Kara sucked in a breath of surprise. She draped her arms around his neck and pressed his face to her. He kissed her collar, the space between her breasts and then gently kissed her on the nipple. She moaned quietly and rocked her hips back and forth across his stiffening manhood. She couldn’t take it anymore and started to unbuckled his pants. She hastily slid them down then rose and stripped off her thick black leggings.
Andrew sat up and kissed her belly, her hip, and then her center. She shivered and pressed his head against her, sighing with delight. He pulled her down on the blankets and she pulled him to her opening. She held his face with one hand and the other guided him. Kara felt her warmth wrap around him. He thrust himself back and forth inside her. Kara sucked in a breath and felt pure joy running through her at the feel of him inside her. She arched her back as he thrust inside her, climax building.
“Don’t stop. Just like that,” she said in a husky voice.
In response, Andrew kissed her deeply and rolled his hips into her faster and harder. Kara moaned into his shoulder as she felt her whole body go tight as a bowstring. Waves of pleasure rolled through them both, building into a storm of passion. Suddenly, they burst together in a wave of passion and pleasure.
Breathing heavily, Andrew laid down on the blanket next to her. He kissed her earlobe making Kara giggle. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling the warmth fade from him slowly. Wondering where that had all come from. They were used to spontaneous sex. They had a talent for making love all over his apartment or her apartment. A closet? That was new.
Andrew smiled at the thought as his eyes settled in a corner of the closet. He thought he caught a glimmer of something and his eyes adjusted to shifting light. It took him a minute to let his eyes adjust. Suddenly the features of a very tiny, very surprised, feminine face came into focus. He could just make out the eyes and mouth that made a large “O” of surprise.
Andrew stiffened, in Kara’s arms his own shock and surprise growing.
“What?” Kara asked, still in his arms.
“Fairy!” Andrew said, sitting bolt upright pointing to the little woman in the corner of the shelf.
Light blasted out of the corner of the shelf and slammed into Andrew’s face. His vision was suddenly filled with sparkles and shooting stars. He covered his eyes and rubbed trying to get his vision to clear. He stood at the same time to stumble toward the corner, the roof of the blanket fort wrapping around him.
Kara grabbed another blanket and covered herself, her own shocked modesty taking over.
The fairy blasted out from the shelf in shower of sparks and light. Andrew grabbed at the air in front of him but he was still blinded, partially from the blanket half-wrapped around his head and partially from the sparkles. The fairy shot behind him and skittered back and forth across the back wall of the closet looking for a way out.
“Behind you!” Kara called out and rose to stand behind Andrew.
Andrew spun and got one eye open and fixed on the fairy. He reached out again to grab her but she dodged past him shooting a ray of sparking light. Andrew ducked and made a grab for the fairy, spinning with her move. He managed to get a hand on her before his foot caught on the blanket Kara had wrapped around herself. Unable to steady himself, they all fell forward with a crash.
The closet door burst open and two naked humans and one wriggling fairy fell into the living room. Somehow, the fairy had ended up pressed between Kara’s naked breasts and Andrew’s chest.
The fairy let out a high-pitched squeal and wriggled against Andrew’s grasp.
“Let me go! I’ll not be your slave!” She exclaimed in shrill and accented voice.
“Calm down!” Andrew yelled, trying to disentangle himself from Kara, the blanket, and the fairy. He finally settled for rolling off Kara and kicking the blanket away from his feet, holding the fairy in both hands away from his body.
“Calm down! No one wants a slave!”
“Yes you do!” The fairy exclaimed, “The old one said so! He was gonna make me do the ‘decorating.’ That was his big plan! And… And... After that whole… thing I saw in there I don’t want to think what you have in mind for me!”
Now that Andrew had disentangled himself from Kara and the blanket, he could examine the little fairy. She had deep green eyes and slightly green skin. It shone and sparkled in the winter sun. She was completely nude but didn’t seem to notice or care.
“What does that mean?” Andrew asked. The fairy was clearly disturbed. The little thing fluttered its wings in frustration and fear against his grasp.
“You! You connected us! You! You warlock!” the little fairy sputtered.
“Nooo, I tracked you…” Andrew said thinking back to the spell. Something was off.
“Yes, and you did it by connecting me to you! I could feel everything from you!”
Suddenly Andrew realized that his feelings over the last two hours had not been just his own. He realized that as soon as he cast the spell his feelings and actions had changed. The connection he had forged was not superficial. He realized that he and the fairy had been connected and their emotions and desires had mingled.
Andrew and Kara both blushed suddenly at the implication.
“Listen… that isn’t what I meant to happen. I, I,” Andrew stammered.
“You what?” the fairy prodded.
“I just wanted to get you home. To find you and get you back to the land of summer. My grandfather shouldn’t have brought you here. It was wrong,” Andrew said his cheeks burning bright red.
The little fairy suddenly went still.
“Really? You don’t want to make me your slave?”
“No. No! I want to get you home and then I want to go to my home. No offense but this is just too much excitement,” Andrew said behind very red cheeks.
“I don’t know. It wasn’t all bad,” Kara said stepping back into the living room. She’d taken the opportunity to put her pants and shirt back on. She sat down across from Andrew and the fairy, hair mussed and face flushed from the excitement.
“What’s your name?” Andrew asked.
“Oh! It’s Filly. Short for Filigree,” the little fairy said.
Kara grabbed her scarf that had fallen on the floor and offered it to the little woman.
“Oh thank you. It’s dreadful cold in here,” Filly said
wrapping herself in the scarf like huge heaping blanket. Andrew and Kara made introductions complete. The fairy and two people relaxed once names were exchanged.
“Right. So let me put some pants on and we will get you home,” Andrew said sheepishly.
“Yes that’s probably a good idea,” Kara said with a wolfish grin.
The ladies made pleasant small talk as they waited for Andrew to finish dressing. Kara was happy to keep the small woman occupied and avoid the embarrassment of the last few minutes. If Filly was embarrassed, she never showed it. She told Kara that she had been mostly worried about being found and having to be a slave. Finally, Andrew emerged from the closet clothed and ready.
“Ok. So my grandfather used a simple summoning spell to bring you here. He didn’t get a chance to place any compulsions on you; so sending you back will be pretty simple. Just relax and let me break the spell,” Andrew said sitting down in front Filly and Kara.
“Thank you Andrew. I’m sorry about before. I’m sorry about… influencing you the way I did. Though… Kara didn’t seem to mind,” Filly said.
Kara blushed furiously and stifled a laugh.
Andrew sucked in a deep breath.
“Right. It’s ok. No harm done. Be safe,” Andrew’s own cheeks were glowing red at this point.
He closed his eyes and they all felt the gentle surge of his power. It filled the room and with a slight crack as the spell broke, Filly vanishing with a flash.
Andrew breathed a sigh of relief.
“Thank god that’s over,” Andrew said, his cheeks still burning a bright red.
“What?” Kara asked a mischievous smile spreading across her face, “Like the lady said ‘It wasn’t all bad.’”
“No, but making love in front of a fairy was not on my bucket list,” Andrew said with a chuckle.
“How about just in front of that fire?” Kara asked sliding her foot up his leg and eyeing the fireplace.
“Now that is definitely something we can do.”
KISS-LIGHTS
Alynia and Iowin