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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 List
- 1-Pixie's Fairy Tale
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 4
- 5
- 6
Author's Note: Lots of plot this chapter, but it starts to get really "interesting" again halfway through.
Chapter Five
They sat under the shade of one of the purple-bowed trees eating the fresh fruit as they made their plans. "So, I'll tell invite them here for tomorrow night?" Pixie said, taking another bite of the golden fruit. She was still naked from the waist down and he had to hold her loosely to accommodate her wings, but still they were both utterly content.
"That sounds fine," Shepherd agreed, taking his own taste of the fruit. "It would give us time to get this place ready. And besides," he grinned broadly, "I want to have you all to myself for one more night."
"Fine with me," she said, lowering her shimmering wings further and snuggling deeper back into his arms as she kissed him passionately.
When they finally broke away, she asked him "are you sure your ready for this? Letting the whole world know about you and your family? It's a pretty big step."
"I'm ready if you'll be with me," he assured her once again. "Would you like some more fruit?"
"Please, and maybe something to drink, too?" she said, giving him a suggestive smile. "I'm pretty thirsty, too."
He took another of the golden fruits in both hands and held it above her head, nodding that she should get below. Once she had done so, he squeezed the fruit with superhuman strength, liquefying it instantly and sending the juice into her open, waiting mouth.
She drank it whole than remarked "I keep forgetting how strong you really are."
Shepherd nodded. "I've been hiding so long, it's second nature for me to cover it up."
Pixie considered this for a moment. "So, let me ask you, after we've been... you know," she blushed, "and I'm tired or I need to catch my breath and you seem like you're going through the same thing..."
"I'm never really tired," he admitted, "I'm sated. I'm satisfied. Excited. But it's really more an expression of what's in my heart than my body."
Pixie nodded. "Just so long as I know you're not going to leave me for She-Hulk or somebody."
"Not a chance," he assured her, kissing her head.
They sat in silence for a moment before she said softly. "I don't want to leave you."
He felt the same way, but stayed strong. "It's only for a little while," he said. "You can't really keep your friends waiting."
"I know, it's just..." she took a breath. "We haven't really been apart from each other since..." Her big pink on black eyes were nearly watering and part of him ripped inside again.
"You'll be home soon," he assured her lovingly, picking up her discarded shorts and handing them to her.
She nodded softly. "Still no sign of my panties?" she asked, with exaggerated frustration, trying to lighten the mood.
Shepherd shook his head. "I can't find them anywhere."
"Likely story," she teased, pulling the little shorts directly over her charming naked little ass. She'd worn those panties less than an hour and now they were gone, presumably forever.
Shepherd watched as she slid on her shorts. The action caused her to bend over, popping her delicious butt out enticingly as she did so and Shepherd had to restrain himself from rushing over to kiss and squeeze her sexy little ass once more... But he knew she needed to go back to her team and delaying it would only make it more difficult.
Still, it was almost impossible to maintain his resolve as he watched her button her shorts and shake her little body as she adjusted them.
"Are you sure you don't want to grab a quick shower first?" Shepherd asked.
Pixie knew where he was going and was reluctant to decline. "I'm going to have to stop at my dorm room to change anyway. It's going to raise a lot of questions if I show up without my uniform. I'll get cleaned up then."
She gave him one last kiss before saying her magic words and disappearing from his view...
...And reappearing in her dorm room face to face with a very angry vampire.
"Ohmygod, where have you been?" Jubilee demanded.
This is exactly what she had been afraid of, while Pixie was lost in her world of romance the people who'd taken care of her for so long had been worried sick about her. "I'm so sorry, Jubilee! Were you guys really worried?"
"Of course we were!" Jubilee screamed. "You disappear in the middle of a mission with no explanation, no phone calls, completely out of telepathic reach, and..." Suddenly a strange expression crossed Jubilee's pale face.
"You've been having sex!" Jubilee said, practically an accusation.
"What?" Pixie said, her face pink with embarrassment.
"You've been having sex!" Jubilee repeated. "I could smell it on you even if I wasn't a vampire."
Pixie little pink face disappeared behind her hair in utter humiliation. Why hadn't she taken Shepherd up on that shower?
"You have to tell me everything!" Jubilee insisted, gripping Pixie's arm with excitement. "Who is he? When did you meet him? How long has it been going on?"
With a few more minutes of coaxing, Pixie capitulated and told Jubilee the whole story. At first she was coy, but deep down she was eager to discuss her recent experiences with someone, and her best friend was nothing if not persistent. As Pixie got more and more into relating her recent events, she found herself getting wet again just remembering it, her perfumed juices filling the air. She could see Jubilee reacting to her story, too, no doubt imagining herself in Pixie's place.
"Well, I'm glad you've been having such a great time," Jubilee said once Pixie finished her story, "but don't you think you're moving a little fast? I mean, it's not really like you."
"I know!" Pixie said, blushing. "I just can't help myself! The way he touches me, the way he makes me feel... I've never really wanted a man to be inside me before, but now it's all I think about!"
Jubilee smiled. "Well, you always did have a thing for older men."
"Not like you can judge," Pixie teased.
Jubilee punched her on the shoulder, careful to pull her vampiric strength. "Jerk."
After a moment she added "You're sure this is real for him, too? I mean, you hear stories about these bored immortals going after young girls all the time."
"I think he's for real," Pixie smiled certainly. "He could have had me the first night if he really wanted to."
Jubilee smiled at her friend. "Well, I could talk to you about this all day, but I know you need to update Storm..."
"Wait," Pixie said, grabbing her friend's wrist, "there's one more thing. I need your advice about."
X
Pixie's first week as a student at the School, Surge and one of the other girls (a blonde girl with ice powers that didn't survive M Day) decided to pull a prank on the boys.
Pixie didn't learn about all the details until much later, but the girls convinced her unwittingly to accompany them into the kitchen before the dining crew came in to prepare breakfast. Pixie was uncomfortable with sneaking around after hours, but she anxious to make friends and went along with the plan.
As they walked through the darkened kitchen, Megan was terrified that she would be caught at any moment; her wings shaking like leaves and dispensing piles of hallucinogenic pixie dust with each step. Which was of course exactly what the girls wanted. At the crucial moment (right after Surge assured Pixie no one would catch them), Trance popped out wearing a gas mask, screaming and shocking Pixie, who unleashed a cloud of dust from her frightened wings. Megan ran off in terror while the other girls put on their own masks and quickly gathered the dust, mixing it into the flour set aside for the pancakes to be made that morning.
It was all intended as in an innocent prank.
Five hours later, when the boys began fall to the ground, violently ill and screaming with hallucinations, Surge and the other girl ran off, leaving a horrified Megan to take the blame.
Ms. Frost called Megan into her office and told her she had to sit there until she could either explain (which of course she couldn't) or name her accomplices. It would have been no trouble for Ms. Frost to rip the information from Pixie's mind, of course, but the punishment Ms. Frost had in mind was far worse: she stared at Megan until she broke. The whole time, headmistress was completely silent, her icy diamond face letting the fragile young girl know just how disappointed Ms. Frost was in her.
As she felt Storm's eyes across the desk now, Pixie felt like she was back in that office now. Her little legs and arms were closed together, making her appear even smaller, while her wings hung low with shame; she felt so young and small and powerless. More than anything else, she wished Gabriel was there with her.
"Megan, do you know why I asked you to be part of my team?" Storm asked, the regality of her tone making it all so much worse.
"I don't know," Pixie said, just wanting this to be over.
"You had proven yourself," Storm explained. "You had shown you were responsible, that you were ready to be an X-Man. Someone that was destined for a leadership role even despite your youth."
Storm drew out a horrible pause. "Now to disconnect yourself for a full day without so much as calling in... For all we knew you were badly hurt or even dead. I wish I could say I was exaggerating, but you're aware of our people's recent history. I'm very disappointed in you, Megan."
"I know," Pixie nodded sadly. "I know. I'm really sorry. I know I should have contacted you right away, but I was trying to convince Gabriel... the Proto-Mutant that he would be safe with us. He'd just been attacked, he was freaked out... I didn't want to let him get away."
Something Megan couldn't quite name passed over Storm's face, but it passed quickly. "Were you successful, Megan? Did you convince Gabriel Shepherd to join us?"
"Well, he's definitely interested in meeting all of us, but he wants to do it on his terms," she explained.
"And those terms are?" Storm asked.
Megan relaxed slightly, feeling more in control. She took a breath internally and began to hit the points she and Gabriel had discussed earlier. "He wants the meeting to be on familiar ground for him, someplace he feels safe. And he doesn't want to risk another incident like yesterday, so he only wants X-Men there... both teams. No government agents or SHIELD," she explained.
"Both teams," Storm emphasized, letting Pixie know how difficult what she was asking was.
Pixie nodded sheepishly. "I figured you'd be the best person to convince Logan and Scott."
Storm seemed slightly bemused. "His last introduction to the larger mutant world was not terribly successful, Megan."
Pixie lowered her eyes.
Storm took a breath. "Though I suppose many of us can say the same," she admitted.
Pixie raised her head hopefully.
"I think both of us have doubts about the two camps our people have been divided into recently," Storm declared boldly. "A shared piece of history this epic could be the ideal way to bring us back together."
"I've talked to him a lot about the schism," Pixie replied. "He thinks he can help mediate when Logan and Cyclops are ready for it."
Storm nodded cooly. "I take it he's not planning on joining us here in Utopia, then."
"He doesn't want to be bound," Pixie explained. "I've convinced him it's safer to be in the open than hide, and he wants to teach us and be involved with us... but he says he needs his independence."
Storm seemed to consider her words for a moment. "Megan," she said, softening her tone, "once he's had this introduction, will you be coming home with us or are you planning to stay with him?"
"What do you mean?" Pixie asked, feigning confusion.
"I know what it's like to be swept away by a mysterious older man," Storm said factually, "I went through the same thing when I was a young X-Man. I know how hard it is to pull away from that life."
"Yeah," Pixie agreed solemnly.
"I can see in your face how taken you are with Shepherd, but you're going to have to make a decision soon about where you want to be in your life," Storm said simply.
Pixie looked down at her uniform. It was the hardest thing she ever worked to earn, the most important part of her life, but... "I think I know," she said with complete certainty.
Storm nodded sadly. "Then you need to keep this in mind," she said, "you're right to think Shepherd is safer in the open where he can be seen than hiding in the dark, but without the X-Men to protect him... to protect both you, you're still targets. You're going to need to make sure, wherever you are, that it's safe from anyone that might have designs to hurt or exploit you."
"I've been doing that all my life," Pixie replied.
Storm nodded. "But you'll find it's much harder to manage alone."
X
After she had left Storm's presence, her words started to weigh on Megan's little shoulders. Could she really protect Shepherd without the X-Men there full time? The castle was about to fill with mutants, some of which could barely avoid attacking each other, never-mind him, it could easily be a disaster, maybe it was easier to just stay hidden.
Shepherd's big coming out party would be her test, she decided, if she could manage this without coming to the senior X-Men for help then she knew she would be ready. It wouldn't be too hard, she thought, he had the home field advantage, she just had to make sure he was safe, maybe even run a few drills...
A dangerous little smirk crossed Pixie's adorable elfin face.
X
Cleaned and dressed in a fresh suit, Shepherd tried to focus on the novel in front of him as he waited for his young lover to return. This, of course, proved impossible. His mind was full of Pixie: the sight, the smell, and the taste of her. His hands still felt the shape of her tender breasts while his mouth thirsted for her. He couldn't stand to be without her for another moment. But more than that, the guilt of all that they had done gnawed at his stomach.
When she was with him, the love and the need he felt towards her were all-powerful, nothing else could impact his mind or reach his heart. While she was gone, however, all he could think about was her youth and her innocence, and how he really had no business being with her that way. He could justify it to himself all he wanted by pointing out that she was of legal age or that everyone was functionally a child when compared to a virtual immortal like himself, but the inescapable fact was he was poised to take the virginity of an eighteen year old girl, and looking at it divorced from all his feelings for her he couldn't help but feel like he was doing something wrong.
Her voice broke through his reverie, shattering his objections instantly.
"Mr. Shepherd," she said, her voice clipped and serious, "I need you to come this way."
Shepherd was a little confused to by her sudden appearance and tone, but followed her instructions.
She lead him deeper into the castle, down hallways and through doors that were mostly new to her, but she knew she was getting deeper into the castle. Finally, they came to a small, isolated room, that she suspected might have been a cloakery at some point. "I've been going over the schematics of this complex and this safe room seems like the most defensible location in case of attack," she said, remaining business-like.
She opened the door. "It would probably be beneficial to secure this location," she said finally.
Shepherd smiled. "Yes, I believe it would."
He made his was quickly into the "safe room" while she shut the door behind them. He felt her wrap herself around around him in a tight hug from behind. Her high, firm breasts were pressed tightly into his muscular back, her little hands had a firm grasp on his hard pecs, he could feel the warmth of her young vagina through their clothes. She was definitely hot.
"The next assault could come at any time," she whispered to him.
"We'll have to keep on guard," he replied softly.
She moved her left hand slowly down his chest, tracing each hard ab through the light fabric of his button-down shirt, she felt him tense slightly as she crossed his waist.
She reached down and intentionally touched his cock for the first time. Even with Jubilee's quick education, she was unsure how to touch him, but nervously began to stroke and pet his hardness through his pants.
Shepherd felt himself getting bigger and harder at her touch, he noticed for the first time that she wasn't wearing her gauntlets. "Pixie?" he asked.
"Shh... I've been thinking," she said, reaching around from behind for his fly. "I should be more assertive with you."
Her little hand reached over his massive bulge, claiming it. She caressed him softly and Shepherd smiled internally at his young lover's progress. His smile turned into a gasp as she pulled down his zipper and slipped her little hand into his pants.
"You do so much for me," she whispered, her tone impossibly sexy. "Let me take care of you this time."
Through his boxers, Pixie traced a finger across the underside of his hardening cock. Even her slightest touch brought a moan or a shudder from him, and she enjoyed having such power over him. She wanted take things further, though, and moved her hand into his boxers.
"Ahh!" he cried.
She closed her hand over the thick tube of his cock, squeezing slightly to test to feel of it. It was just so HARD! For all the strange transformations she'd seen over the years, this was the most confusing and fascinating to her. She almost wouldn't believe it was real until she felt him pulse in her palm. She noticed and silently moved forward. She moved her hand up and down the length of his beast, trying to understand the dimensions of him. "You're big..." she observed with undisguised fear.
Shepherd understood the meaning of her words, and tried to summon the strength to ask if she wanted to stop... She knew what he was thinking and tried to ease his mind with a few quick test pumps. "Pixie..." he groaned and she kept at it. After a brief struggle, she was able remove his hard cock from his underwear. It was faint, but she was sure she heard him grunt "yes."
She looked at it from over his shoulder. She'd never seen a real one before, but this was definitely bigger than what she'd seen in the few curious internet searches she'd done. Long and thick with a massive dome head at the tip. She was really worried about the size of it now, but that was somehow exciting in itself. There was already a drop of moisture at the tip, which she reached down and caught on her finger.
"Unh!" Shepherd grunted at her touch and fucked the air.
Pixie brought her finger back to her sweet young mouth and drank the drop of precum. "You taste really good, too," she observed frankly. Then she started to pump him.
She had clearly never done this kind of thing before, but that made the whole thing more appealing. After a few innocent strokes, she realized she was going to have to bring him further out, and reached more of his length and balls out of his pants and into the open air. As she took the balls in her hand, she noted "these are soft."
Her genuine surprise at that aroused him further, but made him feel more guilty at the same time. Pixie's first experiences shouldn't be coming from someone like him, he lamented. She should be with a boy or girl her own age as she made these discoveries. As she began to jerk him again, however, these feelings faded into the background.
She felt him become more comfortable in her hand as she pumped him lovingly. For the first time, she was starting to feel like an equal partner in their relationship, that she was proving herself as an adult sexual partner as she took control of his body. "Pixie..." he grunted again. "I... love you..."
"I know," she whispered in his ear as she kept moving her little pink hand up and down his length. "Me, too." She was definitely getting better at this, he was thrusting into her hand now, she felt his rock hard ass moving against her wet little pussy.
Accidentally, she ran her index finger under the bottom of his fat cockhead. He groaned "aaaarghh..." and she did it again. Seeing his reaction, she brought her other around and continued to play with the head while the other hand worked his mighty shaft.
"I need to see you," he instructed huskily. "I want to watch you do it."
She obeyed and turned to face him, watching her gorgeous young face as she wanked him gently. His cock was starting to feel rough and he realized he'd have to remind her to use a lube in the future, but right now the roughness of her little hands felt positively amazing.
He rested a hand on her shoulder to stabilize both of them as she played with his hard dick. Needing to touch her, he brought his free hand to her zipper ring and eased it down just far enough to expose her sleek, sexy bra.
"Purple," he observed, his cock pulsed at the sight of it.
"You like it, huh?" she observed.
His response was immediate and definite as he reached his hand into her uniform and bra and became to play with the young tit directly. She arched herself forward to give him more of her and he grasped the firm, teenaged breast fully. "Gabriel!"
His touch on her chest made it difficult to focus on stroking his cock, but she was able to concentrate enough to keep going. They were beginning to establish a pattern, his strokes mirroring hers.
Hungrily, he looked right into her black and pink eyes as they stroked each other in turn. There was so much love in her eyes, so much lust. His little Pixie had come so far in just a few short hours. "I want you..." he groaned.
Needing to see more of his little Pixie's young perfect skin, Gabriel pulled the zipper of her uniform as far down as her belt would allow and and pulled the top as far apart as he could. He kept squeezing and massaging her firm pretty breasts while she stroked his cock in the same rhythm. His eyes became fixed on her pale little stomach, the zipper allowed him to see just the very top of her purple panties.
"I want you so much, Gabriel," she said, her little voice hushed as she worked him softly.
He nodded and touched that precious stomach incredibly lightly, barely grazing those panties, before moving his hand back up to her chest. Pixie tried to focus on stroking him, but it became more difficult when she felt him pull down a single purple bra cup and reveal her left breast and the cup tuck beneath it. "They were waiting for you to touch them again," she whispered. "They missed you."
"I missed them, too," he said, petting the pert eighteen year old breast softly.
Pixie smiled, which quickly became a moan as her older lover began to more roughly squeeze the breast and play with her nipple. She squeezed him harder in response, her tiny young hands pumping him passionately.
"My love... My love..." he gasped.
Pixie heard his words and stroked him faster, relentless masturbating him while he groped her chest heavily, strong hand skillfully toying with the mushroom cap of her hard nipple. She was determined to make him cum again. It had made her feel such an unique feeling of accomplishment, made her feel so wanted. She wanted to do it on purpose this time.
"Come on, Gabriel," she encouraged. "Do it, do it."
"God, Pixie..." he gasped. "I'm nearly there... I'm going to cum..."
She knew he was warning her to stop, but she smiled and kept wanking him. "I want you to," she replied. "I want to make you cum..."
Still roughly rubbing and firmly caressing her beautiful young breasts, Shepherd moved his eyes down to her pale little tummy. He was just a few strokes away from blowing his load all of that gorgeous virgin skin, and she still wasn't giving any hints of stopping. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."
Finally, he couldn't help it any longer, squeezing her teenage tit once more firmly, he exploded in her hand, gasping and shuddering as his hot cum coated her gorgeous young stomach thoroughly.
"This is how things always turn out for us," Pixie said, embarrassed but strangely proud. Shepherd's cum had managed to miss her uniform completely, but she could already feel it dripping towards her panties and if she didn't do something about it, there was really going to be an problem. She smiled to herself, formulating another idea.
"I'm sorry," Shepherd managed to gasp. "I tried to warn you."
"It's okay," Pixie smiled. "I wanted you to. We'll have to get cleaned up, though."
Shepherd looked at her in confusion and Pixie added "shihal novarum chinoth!"
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