by DHP Authors
Red closed his eyes as the finger slipped into his hole. Snow twisted it back and forth as he pushed it in and out. He began to moan, since he wanted to spread his legs farther apart, but Snow was preventing him from letting them fall wide open. Red wanted to thrust into that hot mouth, yet he managed with great effort to hold still.
“I want to be inside you Snow,” Red gasped.
Snow rose up off Red’s cock, sitting back on his legs, and smiled. “No more than I want you in me.”
Red sat up and struggled to regain his composure. The last thing he wanted to do was shoot his load the moment he slid into Snow. He took a couple deep breaths, his eyes closed as he thought about everything but the man sitting on the bed with him.
“Do you know one ability I have as a half-fairy?”
“You know how to drive a man wild in bed?” Red opened his eyes and smiled ruefully at him.
“I can read people pretty well. I can’t read minds exactly, but I can read body language really well. You know if you shoot way too fast, we can do it again when you get it up.”
Red smiled. “I think I have everything under control.”
Snow reached out to touch Red’s hard cock. He ran his thumb over the wet tip, swirling it around until it coated his digit. He brought the finger to his lips, his eyes locked with Red’s as he sucked the salty cum off his thumb.
“Fuck, watching you do that makes me want to shoot my load.”
Snow smiled at him, and leaning down, he licked the salty tip, moaning in pleasure. “You shouldn’t taste so very good, then.”
Coming up behind Snow, Red wrapped his arms around the slim waist, pulling the man back until he was sitting on Red’s thighs. Red slid his hand down the thin chest, over the flat plane of Snow’s stomach until his fingers skimmed the tight white curly pubic hairs. His fingers slid though the hair, pulling on it a little, bringing a slight breathy gasp from Snow. Red’s hand slid a little farther down until he took hold of Snow’s cock. Holding him steady, Red placed his hand on Snow’s milky white hip and guided him onto the rigid pole. Inch by inch, Red felt himself slipping into the hot ass, the muscles along the tight sheath gripping him and pulling him in. He groaned low and deep, soon feeling himself fully embedded.
“That’ so good,” Snow whispered, pulling his hair over one shoulder, tilting his head to the side so Red could suck on his neck.
Red bit at the delicate shoulder, his teeth leaving small love bites along his lover’s skin. He ran his hands along the thin chest his palms running over the small pert nipples, bringing them to rock-hard points. Pulling Snow back a little until his chest pressed against Snow’s back he adjusted his angle as he began to thrust up into his lover
“Bite me, Red,” Snow whispered, his hand going down to stroke his cock.
Red began to nip at his lover’s neck, his teeth scraping the smooth skin to form a love bite. He moved Snow’s hand away from his cock replacing it with his own hand. His fast strokes caused Snow’s back to arch a little.
“Place your hands on your head,” Red whispered in his ear.
Snow placed his hands on his head, locking his fingers together. Red stopped stroking Snow’s cock, bringing a slight groan of protest from Snow.
Red began to pinch the hard nipples, pulling and twisting them as he thrust harder into the tight ass. The sound of Snow’s moans turned him on even more. He stopped pulling at Snow’s nipples, which had by now gone from a soft pink to a nice strong red, and slid his hands up to the man’s shoulders. Getting a firm grip, he began to pull the man down as he thrust up.
“Oh fuck!” Snow gasped, his hands still on top of his head. They slipped a little with the force of the thrusting.
“You love this, don’t you?” Red whispered. He scraped his teeth along the lobe, his tongue running over Snow’s ear.
“Harder Red,” he moaned.
Red looked at the exposed shoulder and placed gentle kisses on it before biting down where Snow’s neck and shoulder met. Red thrust hard, his cock rubbing against Snow’s prostrate.
“Fuck!” Snow screamed at the top of his lungs, his orgasm rocking his body.
Red was close behind, forcing the man down on his cock a few more times before he shot his load deep inside.
“Oh, fuck, that was good,” Snow moaned, leaning back against his lover, his head tilted back until he was resting against Red’s shoulder.
Red reached up. Taking his lover’s hands, he entwined their fingers as he held him close. He buried his face in the man’s neck, enjoying the smell of him, the feeling of Snow in his arms. He knew he should pull his cock from his lover’s ass so they could sleep, but at the moment he wanted to stay exactly like he was.
“That was so good,” Snow murmured sleepily.
Red kissed him once more. “Perhaps we need to lie down and try to get a couple hours of sleep. Do you think your family will be looking for you?”
They lay down together, Snow snuggled into Red’s strong embrace. “I’m sure they will be soon.”
“Then you will have to go back with them, won’t you?”
Snow was quiet for so long Red was sure he fell asleep. “I guess they will want me to.”
“Do you want to?”
Snow shrugged. “I don’t know what I want at this moment.”
Red snuggled him close. “I wish you would stay with me.”
“Even if I’m a fairy?”
Red kissed his hair. “Even if you’re a fairy.”
Chapter Three
“Good morning, beautiful Snow.”
Snow reached up to touch the man’s auburn hair. “If anyone would have told me I would fall in love with a mortal, I would have thought they were crazy.”
“There isn’t some fairy that has you claimed, is there?”
Snow shook his head. “They aren’t really attracted to me. I’m too white for most of the guys. I have to admit I do have some overprotective brothers, though.”
Red kissed Snow again, his nose rubbing against the man below him.
“You know I wouldn’t mind having a little pre-breakfast sex.”
Red chuckled. “I hate to disappoint you, but it’s closer to lunch than breakfast. I should probably look at the wound on your leg.”
Snow slid his hand down Red’s arm. “My leg is fine at the moment, but I have another place you can inspect, preferably with your tongue.”
Red trailed his finger down Snow’s chest. “Are you sure you’re up to it again?”
“More than sure.”
Red leaned down to lick the fairy’s chest, his tongue running circles around the pale pink nipples but never touching them. His tongue left a wet trail from the nipples down the flat plane of his stomach to the small bellybutton. Red swirled his tongue around, feeling Snow’s muscles jerk as he laughed. Red thrust his tongue in, wiggling it back and forth, causing Snow to laugh out loud.
Snow put his legs over Red’s shoulders, his ankles crossing so Red couldn’t get away from him. “We could skip all the foreplay and get to the good stuff.”
Red slid down so he could take Snow’s cock into his mouth. He sucked it to the back of this throat, his tongue stroking the underside.
“Or not.” He slid his hands into Red’s hair. “Have I mentioned that I’m a bit kinky? I like it rough and tumble, wherever your imagination can take you.”
Red stopped sucking. “That is a bit of information that you failed to mention to me.”
Snow nodded. “There is very little I won’t try.”
Red slid out from between Snow’s legs. He looked at the man for a moment as he tried to decide the best way to exploit this new bit of information.
“Now, when you say there is nothing you won’t try, do you mean I can tie you up? I can use a few dildos I’ve carved on you, or do you mean something else?”
“I love to be tied up.” Snow smiled at him.
“Well, then, let’s start with that.”
Red climbed off the bed. He walked to the chest he kept in the corner of the room, lifted the lid, and pulled out several lengths and thickness of rope. He walked back to the bed where Snow was waiting with his hands above his head. Red tied one hand then the other to the headboard. He stood for a moment, enjoying the sight of Snow’s body stretched out like it was. His nipples seemed to really stand out from the pale flesh. Red then placed a rope around each ankle. He pushed each leg back until he could wrap the rope around Snow’s thighs. This position prevented him from moving much, yet opened him up for whatever Red wanted to do.
“What is the kinkiest thing you’ve had done to you, my little Snow?” Red stroked Snow’s crack, his fingers dancing over the tight hole.
“Fuck, it’s hard to think when you do that.”
“Did you let many people tie you up like this?”
Snow shook his head. “Not many. The kinkiest thing ever? Um… I had a plug with peppermint oil placed in me and I had to suck off my boyfriend before he would remove it.”
Red cocked an eyebrow. “That doesn’t sound all that pleasant.”
“It was fucking unbelievable.” Snow moaned.
“Well, let me see what I have that can bring you just as much pleasure.” Red climbed off the bed and walked into the kitchen area. He opened the cabinets, whistling as he dug through them. Finally, after finding what he was looking for, he walked back to the bed.
“What do you have?” Snow asked, his cock growing hard in anticipation.
“I don’t have peppermint oil.” Red dabbed something on his fingers. Reaching back down, he began to rub them along Snow’s crack.
“Fuck.” Snow began to buck his hips, trying to escape the burning sensation.
“I have cinnamon oil, though. Do I need to stop?”
Snow shook his head. “I’ll fucking kill you if you do.”
Red pressed his finger against the tight hole, feeling Snow open up under him. He pushed his finger in. Snow bucked more. He strained against the ropes, but he didn’t try to push he finger out.
“How can something that burns feel so fucking good?” Snow asked.
Red noticed Snow’s cock grow and twitch. He pulled his finger out of the hot ass. Rubbing a little more cinnamon oil on his thumb, he took hold of Snow’s cock and began to stroke it. His thumb ran over the slick head, the oil mixing with the precum that was leaking out.
“Fuck me, Red,” Snow panted. “Not yet.” Red put a little more oil on his other hand. He continued to stroke Snow’s cock, his thumb running over the tip, before he shoved two fingers back in his hot ass. The muscles in Snow’s tight area gripped his fingers and pulled them in further. Red continued to stroke his special place inside. Snow thrashed about as much as his bounds would allow.
“Do you like this, little Snow?”
Snow nodded. He tried to talk but could get out nothing more than a breathless moan.
Red continued stroking, his thrusting fingers keeping time with his other hand. Snow’s moaning became more of a high-pitched keening. Red worked his hands faster and faster, watching as Snow came to the edge. He pushed on the special place inside of Snow, watching him shatter and fall back to earth. Red reached down and stroked his own cock. He felt the cinnamon oil on his hand, giving his own erection a slight tingle. He erupted onto Snow, their cum mixing together.
Snow lay there his eyes half-open, his breath coming out in ragged gasps. Red untied the fairy before he got up to get some milk from the storage cellar. He walked back to Snow, who was now stretched out on the bed. He dipped the end of a rag in the milk, and reaching down, he began to wipe the oils from Snow’s cock. He redipped the cloth and ran it along his crack soothing him.
“You didn’t have to do that.” Snow smiled at him.
“I know it’s still got to burn.”
Snow shook his head. “I don’t think about it. Thank you, though.”
Red set the milk and cloth on the floor by the bed. He lay back down, pulling Snow into his arms. Snow lay his head on Red’s shoulder, snuggling close. It wasn’t long before both men drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Four
“You know what would be really good on this rabbit?” Snow asked. “A bit of rosemary and dill. I saw some in your garden.”
“Why don’t I go out and grab some while you prepare the rabbit?”
Snow nodded, grabbing a piece of celery to eat. “I can do that. I am a very good cook just so you know. It is one thing I love to do so instead of hunting I gather herbs and berries, I prepare the meals for my father and brothers.”
“Will your father and brothers come for you?” Red asked him.
Snow nodded but his attention was on the rabbit. “My father will figure out I’m missing by now and will be looking for me.”
“You know you could stay with me until they come for you right?”
Snow turned to look at Red, “You do know those men are looking for me right now. It is only a matter of time before they find this house.”
Red gave a soft sigh, “Maybe we can go somewhere else until they give up looking for you.”
“No Red, I’m not running from them. To run from those men would also mean I was running from my father. He will find me, hopefully before those fishermen do. Now go out and grab me the herbs I need so I can cook you a fantastic lunch and we can get back to some even more amazing sex.”
“I’ll be back in just a second.” Red blew him a kiss as he walked out the front door. He was happy, happier than he had been in a long while. He knew deep down that Snow wouldn’t be able to stay with him. Snow looked too much like a winter fairy to fit in with society. They would forever have to stay in the woods never venturing forth into society. Red knew that it would never work but for the moment was willing to believe that Snow would give up his life among his own people and stay here with him.
Snow jumped as the front door slammed shut. He turned to see red leaning against the door.
“You stole our little fairy. Now we don’t mind if you sample the wares, but we can’t allow you to keep him,” a voice called from outside.
“I knew they would find me. I hoped they wouldn’t try, just believe I escaped back into the water.”
Red looked around for a weapon. “I won’t let them take you.”
“There are three of them and one of you. I can gather herbs to help heal you, but I’ve always been more of a lover than a fighter. I’ve never been trained in that area.”
Red slung a quiver of arrows over his back, his bow in his hand. “They can’t get in here as long as I have arrows.”
“Arrows run out.”
Red smiled at him, his hand cupping Snow’s cheek. “There are only three of them. I have more than three arrows, and I’m a pretty good shot. Now, I’ll injure them first, but if they don’t leave, I will kill them.”
“You would kill someone to protect me?”
Red nodded. “In a heartbeat, my little Snow. I never knew I could fall in love so fast or so completely as I did when I met you, but if killing them is what it takes to keep you safe, then I will do it.”
“Do you hear me in there? Send the little fairy out and we promise not to hurt you.”
Red sent his first arrow out the window. It landed at the leader’s feet. “I don’t want to hurt you, either, but I will. I’d advise you to forget that you ever saw the fairy.”
“I can’t do that.” The man took another step forward.
Red sent another arrow out the window. This one embedded itself in the shoulder of one of the advancing men. “I have more arrows! The next one will land someplace more serious than a shoulder!”
The man screamed in pain, the rest of the men stopped their advance. They stepped in front of their injured collogue protecting him from any more arrows that may sore through the window. They whispered among themselves as the man who had been shot glared at the house.
“What are they doing?” Snow asked him.
“Talking,” Red glanced over his shoulder toward Snow.
“How about this? You send the fairy out and we’ll give you a cut in what we make selling him.”
Red shot a second arrow out the window, hitting one of the men in the leg. “That’s what I think about your offer.”
The second man gave a cry of pain as he fell to the ground clutching his leg. The lone uninjured man drew his own bow and arrow.
“Red, you know they’re armed.”
Red ducked down as a flaming arrow shot through the window. Snow rushed over, grabbing a blanket from the bed. Quickly he smothered the flames.
“If they light all their arrows, they can burn us out of the house,” Snow warned.
“Then I guess I can’t let them do that.” Red shot out the window, hitting and killing the man with the arrow still in his shoulder.
The rest of the small group of fishermen stopped. The sight of their dead comrade seemed to give them pause for a moment. It was only a matter of time before they would have their fairy back; they just had to go about it a little more sensibly.
“Look, Red!” Snow looked over Red’s shoulder. He pointed to the tree line.
Red looked in the direction Snow was pointing. Stepping out of the trees were four horses. Their black coats shone in the sunlight. The lead horse was far bigger than the other three and walked confidently toward the two men who stood outside the house.
“Horses?”
Snow shook his head. “The large horse in front? That’s my father. The three behind him are my brothers. The far right one with the white on his leg is Kailen. He’s only a year older than me. The one beside him with the white mane and the red hooves is my brother Sindri. The one with the yellow mane that stands almost as tall as my father is my oldest brother Xantho.”