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Pixie's Fairy Tale	By : MPlug Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 6610 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Two
Shepherd woke up to find Pixie's tiny pink face staring right back at him. The look in her eyes told him she had been watching him like that all night. "Was I asleep long?" he asked.
"A few hours," Pixie said simply.
"Huh," he grunted.
There was a pause. This was clinch time: their previous activities had happened in a frenzy, a crazed rush... now they'd had time to reflect. He could tell from her eyes that she'd been lying awake trying to come to a decision. Though what that would have been left him at a loss. He watched her silently, waiting for her to speak.
"I can't stay here forever, you know," she said finally. "I don't have any clothes here... And people will be looking for me."
"I know that," he whispered, somewhat surprised to realize what he'd already decided. "But... I don't want to lose you. I'm not sure what this is, but... If you have to go back to it, I want to go with you."
Pixie lowered her eyes. "You're going to come out to the world? Face everyone that wants to exploit you?" she whispered back.
"You do it every day," he replied simply.
Megan was silent for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then she shifted away from him and lay down on her back, her wings spread out below her, face pointed towards the ceiling. After about a minute of silence, Shepherd wondered if he should say something, apologize for being so presumptuous, however just as he was about to open his mouth, Pixie reached over and pulled him on top of her.
"Hey," he whispered in surprise.
"Hullo," she replied.
Then she pulled him into a kiss. It was less desperate than they'd had before, and less exploratory, but no less passionate. If anything it was more so: Pixie felt for the first time that there might be a future for her and Shepherd... that this moment was not going to be taken away from her any time soon. She introduced her tongue to his mouth and he gratefully received it, alternately circling it with his own and sucking it in his mouth.
"Mmmmmppphh..." she moaned into the kiss.
Shepherd tasted the sweetness of her drug on his lips right away, and he was grateful to revel in it. Her little lips and tongue danced with his with her usual youthful inexperience, all of which made him want her even more. He really didn't know where all this was going, but he was never surer of what he wanted.
The weight of his solid, muscular body on top of her felt heavier than anything she'd ever felt before, the weight of a grown man rather than a boy, she realized. The weight of her first real lover. His sleep-pants weren't as tight as his suit pants, but they were also much thinner, and she could feel his growing erection much more fully as it rose against her stomach. He was definitely large, so large that she was starting to worry about her own size, but she was determined not to let her fears get the best of her again. She reached her hands down and linked them with his. He took them and squeezed.
"Ahhh!" she gasped.
His hard, muscular chest brushed up against her shirt and she felt her nipples growing harder, her little vagina becoming wetter and wetter as his dick got harder against her. She took their hands and directed them to her hips, resting them just above the hem of her loose-fitting button-down shirt. Shepherd took the hint and began to push it slightly up.
"I love your underwear," Shepherd said frankly, running his hands against the little straps at the sides.
"Yes, I think you've proved that thoroughly," she said, laughing.
"I'm serious," he whispered huskily. "The style, cut, the way they feel, the way they look on you... They're perfect."
"Well, you better expect to buy me more the way you treat them," she whispered as sexily as she could muster.
She kissed him again, but broke it quickly and pushed him just far enough off of her to lean slightly up. She raised her hands in the air and he pulled her shirt over her head, then past her wings, and finally crumpled it in his hand. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he asked. "Things are probably going to go further than they did before."
"I'm counting on that," she said quietly.
She kissed him again and he tossed her shirt away. She got the feeling that he did that because he genuinely didn't want to think of her wearing clothes ever again. She was ready to sign off on that herself at this point as her pointed pink nipples at last made contact with his darker ones, rubbing up and down with the kiss.
"Aaaaahh..." Shepherd groaned as he felt her rake her hard little nipples across his bare chest.
He kept kissing her, but lifted his right hand up to her lovely young tit and cupped it lightly. Her little wings started to flutter again, and he began to play lightly with her erect nipple. Deep within the deepest recesses of his drug and pleasure-addled brain, some small part of him screamed how wrong this was: he was centuries old, she was still a teenager. He'd stolen her away from her team, the people that loved her and cared for her, and while he meant what he said about going back to her world with her, he wondered if they'd ever truly trust her again. The taste of Pixie's lips and tongue and the feel of her breast flattening in his hand was more than enough to convince him to keep going.
While they made out like this, Pixie stroked his hair with one hand while the other traced patterns of chiseled back. They remained like this for a while, but eventually Pixie decided to get a bit more aggressive and seized his muscular ass with both hands.
Shepherd grinned into their kiss as he felt his teenage lover finally assert herself once again. Everything about his little Pixie was positively enchanting to him, but her inexperienced hands finally claiming his body after being largely passive was a whole new thrill. He responded by going more aggressive himself and brought his free hand between them, rubbing and tickling her sweet little stomach. Pixie wiggled and squirmed uncontrollably and beat her little wings faster than ever with excitement. At last, he brought his left hand back down to her panties, starting to rub them from the outside as he had done earlier, but she took control again, reaching down with both hands and shoved it right down the front.
"Mmmmm!" he moaned into the kiss.
Shepherd crumpled the pink hairs of her bush in her hands, tugged at them slightly. Pixie grunted in sweet pleasure and he continued to play with her, mussing with the hairs, but avoiding her slit. After about a minute of this, though, he brought two fingers downward and began trace the shape of her lips.
"Ah!" Pixie shouted. Inside her panties, Shepherd was rubbing the opening slowly and gently, making her feel amazing as her honeyed juices drenched his hand. He increased his speed gradually, driving her mad with pleasure as lovely wings began to shake, still treating her tender pussy with care. "Gabriel! More!"
At last, Gabriel introduced a finger into her impossibly tight teenage slit, feeling her hot, wet walls clutch and embrace it. She was so breathtaking, he thought as he circled and traced her inside, she was moaning and screaming like never before. He'd had more than his share of sex over the centuries, but he'd never met a girl as responsive as Pixie. Every touch drove her crazy. Every movement inside her made her moan and sigh in sheer ecstasy. She was the prefect lover, he realized, and it made him even more determined to do right by her.
Pixie felt Shepherd slide another thick finger into her, forcing her walls to expand further. She felt him thrust in and out, gently and shallow enough not to pierce her hymen, but fast and firm, stretching her unbelievably. Pixie already felt her first orgasm building deep inside her and then Shepherd's thumb found her little clitoris. "Mr. Shepherd! Please! Uhh! Please!"
Shepherd was unconsciously thrusting his crotch against her naked thighs as he fingered her tight little virgin pussy and teased her beautiful little button until he felt her cum vigorously all over his hand. He smiled lovingly as he watched her pant and gasp for breath.
As he gave she had a moment to recover, he brought the soaked finger to his lips, eagerly sucking it off. "You taste so beautiful..." he gasped aloud.
"Have to... take your word for that..." she panted.
For now, he added internally.
Shepherd then traced the cum-covered finger down her chin, her neck, between her breasts, and over her little curved tummy, and back down into her little red panties. He gathered more of her sweet honey on his hands and spread it over her glistening breasts and began to suckle those. Moaning and panting, Pixie held his head in place. "Oh, yes!" Shepherd sucked her roughly, tongue running over little pink nipple while he desperately filled his mouth with her tit. At one point, he gently kissed the hickey he had left on it earlier, only to apply more of her cum on her chest and roughly suck the other beautiful breast.
Finally tasting Pixie's sweet, teenage juices positively melted his brain. It was far better than he had even imagined and he felt himself enslaved to it immediately. However, even licking it from her beautiful tits wasn't the same as drinking it from the source, and he couldn't deny himself that any longer. He brought each of his hands to the sides of her panties and prepared to remove them, but she placed a hand over his.
"What is it?" he asked, his voice full of concern. "Do you need to stop?"
He sounded so worried she almost told him to take her right there, but she managed to stop herself. "It's just... It's all so much," she said flatly. "I mean, we've only been together for a day... I don't know if we're really together..."
"Of course we are," he assured.
She looked a little more at ease at that. "But, I've been waiting for this so long..."
He silenced her with a quick kiss. "Megan... Pixie, I'm not going to rush anything with you. I've waited all these years to find someone like you... I can wait as long as you need."
"What are you saying?" she asked.
"I want to be with you." His eyes were filled with such sincerity she couldn't doubt his words for a moment. "I love you," he said.
Pixie blinked. This was all happening so fast, but she was only shocked to realize she didn't doubt it for a second. She leaned up and kissed him again, warm and tender, and when she pulled away she said "then I think it's time for those to come off."
Silently, slowly, he eased the red bikini panties down once more, seeing all the stains her wonderful girlcum had left over the night as he did so. As he slowly travelled down her pale, shapely legs he kissed every inch of them, before finally bringing it down to her cute little toes and finally sliding it off. She raised one knee to obstruct her virgin vagina slightly.
"Aren't you going to toss them?" she asked, nodding towards the panties still in his hand.
"I thought you might still need them," he explained.
"Definitely not wearing them again tonight," she replied.
Tossed them aside as instructed, and they kissed once more.
"I love you," she said softly.
He kissed her again in response and then parted her legs gently with his hand. Her pink hair was haloed out around her and her face was full of love and contentment, and with her wings spread beneath her she could not have looked more angelic. He looked down at her gorgeous pink bush and her incredibly moist young pussy and licked his lips. "You're so beautiful..." he growled.
She ran her hands over his chiseled torso, then down to his pants.
"Not yet," he admonished gently.
Then he returned his attention to her exposed crotch, running his fingers through her pink pubic thatch and lightly nuzzling her little vulva. Pixie moved her hands down to his hair, mussing it up thoroughly. "Come on, come on," she urged. He kissed each of his soon-to-be lover's thighs in turn, then planted a strong kiss right on her pink virgin gate. "Uhh!" she groaned. At first he kissed it softly, then started to nibble and lick. "Oohh! Fuck, that feels amazing!" she screamed.
Shepherd had never tasted anything as delicious as Pixie's little eighteen year old pussy, and as her juices increased their flow, he just got hungrier and hungrier for it. He suspected that the Drug would be strongest directly from her center and this theory had been more than proven. She was so incredibly sublime: more than ever he wanted to spend the rest of his life making love to this girl. He increased the speed of his laps, running his tongue over her wet folds as quickly as he could, impelled by her screams and moans. "Mr. Shepherd! Oh, god! Gabriel!"
He increased the depth of his movements as well then, driving his tongue as far into deep, moist, incredibly delicious interior as possible as she got wetter and wetter. One of his hands went behind her cute round ass and lifted it up, bringing her hot little snatch closer to his mouth while at the same time squeezing and rubbing her perfect asscheeks vigorously. He felt the scratches he had left there earlier with a touch of pride, and his other hand went to work on her precious teenage clitoris.
With Gabriel eating her out so passionately, Pixie was feeling pleasure without parallel. She joined his efforts to raise her pussy to his mouth as her head lolled back in ecstasy and her wings fluttered like a newly-pinned butterfly. "Oh! Ahh! Gabriel!" Unconsciously, her hands left his head and reached up to her own breasts and she began fondle and cup herself.
Shepherd had never enjoyed eating going down on a girl so much before, he was nearly ready to come himself from her moans and her candied taste alone. However, he managed to hold focus his attentions on her, pinching and teasing her wonderful clitoris while he drank down more and more of her sweet honey. If the hitches in her breath were an indication, she was going to cum again soon and hard, and he was determined to get her there.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oooooooohhhhhh!!"
She came hard into his mouth, as he tried to drink as much of her as he could and gathering the rest with his fingers. Panting, sweating, and absolutely spent, Pixie rolled over onto her stomach, fully exposing her gorgeous little ass to him for the first time. "Well, Mr. Shepherd," she said struggling to catch her breath, "what do you have planned for an encore?"
Looking at her ass and wings pointed up at him, he nearly took her from behind right there, but instead he suggested "maybe we should stop for now."
She understood what he meant right away. "I don't think I'm ready for more yet, either." She looked down at her glistening vagina, her essence still leaking from it. "Not emotionally, anyway."
He leaned into her and kissed her lightly, her taste still on his lips. "There's plenty of other things we can do," he assured her. "We can build up to it."
She nodded happily, finally believing her future with him was secure. "Promise?' she asked.
"Of course," he said, bringing her face to his for another kiss.
After a few minutes, they broke the kiss. "Did you really mean what you said before? About letting everyone know about you?" she asked, smiling.
Shepherd shook his head. "I meant everything I said," he said. "Tomorrow morning we'll call your X-Men."
Pixie pretended to think about for a moment. "Could we wait until the afternoon?"
"Don't worry, I'm not going to let anyone separate us," Shepherd assured her, kissing her at the top of her pink hair.
"If you say so," she said uncertainly.
He noticed his and tried kiss her into reassurance. "I meant what I said before, Megan. I love you and we're going to be together now."
Pixie smiled up at him. "I love you, too," she cooed, snuggling close to him in their bed.
And she slept more soundly then she ever had before.
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