One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)
<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Yandros on 22-03-2012, 11:11:34</h2>
		<dl id="posts">
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>22-03-2012, 11:11:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;It was supposed to be a simple weekend outing, Simon thought to himself.&nbsp; Get together with a few guys, go out in the woods, and do a little camping.&nbsp; Instead, one of the guy’s wife said no.&nbsp; Another had to work, and the third just bailed with no reason what so ever.&nbsp; Now Simon stood there, alone and beside his jeep.&nbsp; Looking towards where the sun is just starting to come over the mountains, he pauses for a moment to enjoy the golden rays upon his skin as he closes his eyes for a moment.&nbsp; Taking in a deep breath, his broad chest expands as he holds in the fresh mountain air within his lungs.&nbsp; Calming his nerves a bit, he lets out the breath in a small sigh before turning to the back of his jeep.&nbsp; Grabbing out the pack from there, Simon says a little few words of thanks to himself.&nbsp; Having spent time in the military had given him a greater appreciation for the outdoors, and refined the skills he had learned as a youth.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Hefting his pack up and onto his shoulders, he slips the straps into a comfortable position before starting to attach and secure all the other little straps into place.&nbsp; Meticulous in his workings, it is clear that this is something he has done many times before.&nbsp; Carrying a nice external frame pack, he has enough food for a few more days than necessary, and just enough water to see him through the day.&nbsp; Of course, he thinks to himself, he has more than enough water purification to see him through a month, should the worst happen.&nbsp; And even at that, Simon thinks about all the times he has been through these woods.&nbsp; This was not a hard hike at all, and he had done so countless times before.&nbsp; Still though, it never hurts to be prepared.&nbsp; As well, never leave a single thing to chance.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;After making certain that the jeep was locked, Simon steps away.&nbsp; Tucking his keys into a little secure pouch that hangs from the side of his pack, only the crunch of gravel underneath his feet is heard as he starts walking towards the path.&nbsp; Soon, large trees are on each side of him, casting long shadows as the sun moves overhead.&nbsp; The smell of peat, earth and pine fill his nostrils with each breath as he goes deeper and deeper into this nearly primordial forest.&nbsp; Thankful that the government had set aside this area of mountains as a natural preserve, Simon has a wide smile upon his face as he looks around.&nbsp; Walking along the path for a few hours, he spies a large log that is something of a waymark for him.&nbsp; Knowing exactly where he is, and just how far he is away from the camp, Simon moves to the log and takes a seat.&nbsp; Unstrapping the pack from his back and shoulders, he carefully sets it against the log in a manner that allows him to easily put it back on.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Looking around slowly after taking the pack off, he goes through a few motions to stretch out his back and legs.&nbsp; Always moving, he is careful to not let himself cramp up after walking with weigh on his back for a few hours.&nbsp; As he carefully pulls one leg upwards, his head looks around to scan his surroundings.&nbsp; Realizing suddenly that the forest was unusually quiet, his brow furrows.&nbsp; This is not something normal, he thinks to himself as he slowly starts to move back towards his pack.&nbsp; Not thinking anything is horribly wrong at the moment, Simon simply wants to get out of the area in case a large predator is nearby.&nbsp; Having run into a cougar in the area before, he did not wish to have a repeat of it.&nbsp; His leg still has the scar from where it clawed him, and it was only the quick thinking of one of his friends that kept him from getting further mauled.&nbsp; Settling the backpack again upon his shoulders, it is these thoughts that end up with him straying from the normal path a bit.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Walking down a side path that he has not explored before, Simon soon finds himself just a bit lost.&nbsp; Looking around as he comes to a halt, it is with a confused expression that his eyes search his surroundings.&nbsp; Not realizing just where he is at the moment, he spends a few minutes standing still, to fight any feelings of disorientation or wish to rush along.&nbsp; Knowing just what to do, thankfully, his training in the military had covered situations like this before.&nbsp; Turning around to find the path again, he sees a mark of where it is as he starts to head in that direction.&nbsp; Pulling out a compass to help guide him at least in a direct line, he does not notice the small circle of mushrooms that his foot lands right in the middle of…<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>22-03-2012, 14:30:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Glamoursiege of the Underhill... Capital of the realm of Faery.<br><br>They said the wall separating the world of mortals and the world of the fey creatures were but a curtain, thin and surreal. Perhaps it wasn't entirely a product of the imagination when one hears someone say they saw a kelpie in the river... or perhaps a sprite dance on top of a toadstool; afterall, it was only a matter of finding a rift; a tear in the curtain betwixt the world just by walking past an old willow, by stumbling over a loch... or in the case of one man who had normally walked through the forest... stepping over a toadstool ring. Was it by mere luck then? Or was it from the mischief of the very creatures we make stories of?<br><br>One thing the world in general didn't know and never got right was this: faery was vertical. Or to be more specific, it was a land that tilted like the steep sides of a mountain. if the mortal world danced on a flat surface, here it sat as if on a precipice. for one who was of the human world it might seem odd, each step heavier, balance askew, with a sky that was almost purple instead of blue... or a sun that didn't exist but shone nonetheless and of trees that almost suggested faces, limbs, reaching sideways over the slanted land than up to the sky. Afterall, who would bother with flat ground when they trundled, bounced, cantered, flew?<br><br>Ah, but it was home. Perhaps not to the stranger that now appeared in the middle of a forest filled with trees whose leaves spanned a hand, whose innate glow came from each thread instead of any outward source. At his feet laid purple... yes, purple grass, or perhaps a patch of some sort of plant that didn't bent nor shied from his boots but seemed to reach out like curious children, curling over the leather as if to feel its strangeness. And there, to his left, was a small fall. Or rather... a river upright. the waters bubbled in mimicry of his world, but it glimmered, cleared and untainted, its depths sparkling with stones in different colors. And there, beside the bank, sunning itself like so much a dragonfly whose size was that of a man's long fingered hand... was a creature whose wings were like the very insect he would mistake it for, gossamer wings fanning lazily as it draped itself over a flat slab of rock, dainty feet dangling over the edge as it hummed.<br><br>A Fairy? A Pixie? nevertheless, it definitely couldn't be found in a grocery store.<br><br>Upon closer inspection it was female... very female, a grown woman by human standards, with long strawberry hair and a caramel complexion. pointy ears, the wings, and a wreath of flowers circling her head... and yet she wasn't quite like what the commercially sold fairies by disney presented. No slim bodied stick figure here; she was curved, naked, and proud of it; no silly dresses that looked like leaves here, no sirree. And there... breasts heavy and hips swelling outward to suggest she was softer than one would think, looking damp as if she had been flitting and swimming in the river-- falls. No, definitely not disney. A Fairy. A real life bleeding fairy!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 10:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The moment his foot landed in the center of that circle of mushrooms, there was a sensation of falling.&nbsp; With the world going blurry for a moment, his head swims before finally settling down.&nbsp; Blinking his eyes, it is with a look of utter shock and near horror that he first stumbles back, and finally ends up landing upon his rear.&nbsp; Thankfully, he does not end up landing on a rock, but just the soft earth that gives way a bit at his impact.&nbsp; Crying out in a mixture of shock and a tiny bit of pain, his voice rises sever octaves before lowering down to silence.&nbsp; Covering his mouth with a hand, he realizes just how stupid it was to make such a loud sound in the woods.&nbsp; Then, it dawns on him fully.&nbsp; Woods, what woods were these?&nbsp; Certainly not anywhere on the path!&nbsp; That was easy enough to tell, by the soft glow that fills the area.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Looking around with wide eyes, his mouth is a little slack as he takes in the surroundings.&nbsp; “That’s it, I’m dead.&nbsp; Dead or dreaming.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 11:04:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				that sound woke the creature up, at first she seemed to ignore the sound, wings flickering like a butterfly's, before she finally opened her eyes. "lords, probably another centaur..." she muttered and sat up, arching up as she stretched and yawned. Yes, small, but a full woman. Her eyes, now opened, were the startling color of fresh blueberries, and as she straightened to a stand, it proved just how... small she was. or short, however one's perception was. 'Keep it down there!" she turned, wings fluttering, kicking up a stray leaf that had fallen near her. <br><br>"why don't you centaurs go and gallop away from the spri--hmm?" at the height she had gained, possibly enough to stare the creatures at eye level she was able to see the sight below her more clearly. no, definitely not a centaur. Unfortunately for him the purple grass was curious enough that it had curled around his hand, between his fingers and against his clothes. She fluttered lower, circling him like a curious butterfly before pausing and staring at his ears. Round. Clothes that the grass wasn't familiar with. "A human!" came the small cry. It sounded like a high pitched mew of a kitten; only quieter, and alot more pleasant to listen to. Ohhh unafraid. She had fluttered closer, hands on her wide hips, fluttering near his sight as she frowned. 'What are you doing here, human? Are you a Dancer? Then why are you in my forest?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 11:21:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still reeling from the shock of the different terrain and surroundings, Simon had not even noticed the small ‘lady’ sunning herself.&nbsp; Now his eyes are looking down and towards the ground, to watch this very strange grass curling upwards and around his fingers.&nbsp; Dressed in sturdy boots, jeans and a loose fitting shirt; all of these clothes would be more than a bit out of place in this new world he found himself within.&nbsp; Pulling his hand away quickly from the ground now, his eyes and attention quickly snap up to the lady that is floating before him.&nbsp; As she inspects him, she can feel this “giant’s” gaze inspecting her all the same.&nbsp; Trying his best to ignore the strange sensations of the grass moving under him, he finally gives up and settles his left hand down to the ground.&nbsp; The grass seems a bit content now, as it explores and investigates the newness of his skin, rather than trying to feel out his entire body at once.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“What?&nbsp; Dancer?&nbsp; Who?&nbsp; Huh…?”&nbsp; Spluttering out the words, his voice has settled back into its normal deep tenor.&nbsp; Still though, he has a note of surprise and panic to his words as his eyes are growing wider by the second.&nbsp; “Where am I?&nbsp; Who are you?&nbsp; What is this?&nbsp; What is going on here?&nbsp; Is this some kind of trip?”&nbsp; Moving his right hand now, he slips his fingers through his hair to feel along his skull.&nbsp; Investigating for any large bump or gash there, he ends up finding nothing.&nbsp; “No…&nbsp; Not hurt, must be a dream or a bad trip…&nbsp; But I don’t even remember doing anything!”&nbsp; Speaking to himself, he is completely ignoring the poor floating lady before him, until his eyes snap back towards her.&nbsp; “Wait…&nbsp; Are you even real?”&nbsp; With that, his hand moves to try and poke her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>26-03-2012, 13:29:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Dance of the fey. It was a celebration that never ended, and Glamoursiege excelled in feasting that way. Humans were invited, sometimes-- or perhaps more often than not, tricked into becoming a Dancer; poor souls enchanted by the music of the Otherworld, compelled to dance for a short while. But this was Faery, and time flowed differently.. shorter, sometimes longer than in the mortal realm, a a day of Dancing could mean just that, or a year, or even rarely... ten years to the mortal Dancer. It was a curse as much as it was a gift, and no amount of gifts and trinkets paid the Dancer could possibly be enough when their lives have been stolen away by time.<br><br>This was what the tiny sprite had thought the human to be, and she frowned. She hardly went to watch the mortals dance... she who had been told once to be susceptible to Mortal passion cannot bring herself to watch the lively jigs with the knowledge that it might end in sadness. What she didn't expect was to find a mortal here. In her home. Not just any mortal either; by the way the grass was touching him he came to this world without any invitation. She fluttered a little, shifting her hands before yelping at the poke, wings flapping in indignation. <br><br>Cinnamon. She smelled of cinnamon. it wafted as she flapped angrily, and grabbed the finger that poked her... or rather, poked her stomach and slid up between those bare breasts. Real. She definitely was real, and she definitely was a female. And soft too. And right at that moment... about to beat him up, fluttering away from his fingers and flew close and...swatted his nose repeatedly. "odious male! werent you thought not to randomly touch a female!" of course it would have been more threatening if the swatting didnt feel... and look like an angry kitten swatting and bopping his nose, minus the claws even. It would certainly be more threatening too if she wasnt... jiggling while doing it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>27-03-2012, 22:11:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Utterly not expecting there to be an actual resistance to her body, he pulls his finger back with a shocked and amazed expression.&nbsp; Looking to the tip of his finger, his mouth goes a little slack as he is slowly coming to the realization that this might be real.&nbsp; <em>Really, it can’t be!&nbsp; This has got to be a dream…&nbsp; I hit my head, and lying in the middle of a forest.&nbsp; Yeah.&nbsp; That has to be it.</em>&nbsp; Realizing that this little woman was smacking his nose now, his nostrils flare at the scent of cinnamon. <em>Huh, that was odd.&nbsp; Cinnamon?&nbsp; Really?</em>&nbsp; Shaking his head, he manages to turn just in time to not catch her in the small sneeze that shakes his head.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Where am I?”&nbsp; Speaking softly now, he leans his head back enough to get out of the range of her tiny hands.&nbsp; “Ok!&nbsp; Ok!&nbsp; I am sorry, I shouldn’t have poked you.&nbsp; Please, stop hitting me.”&nbsp; While it clearly would not hurt him in the slightest, her little slaps to the tip of his nose were proving to be somewhat distracting.&nbsp; Well, that and her rather obvious jiggle.&nbsp; Catching himself now, he pulls his eyes up from where they had been focused on her ample chest.&nbsp; Er, ample for someone who is perhaps the size of his hand at least.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Deciding to perhaps try and smooth things over, he lifts his hand upwards in a slow motion with his fingers outstretched towards her.&nbsp; Clearly not trying to poke or even really touch her again, he holds his hand up as if offering to shake.&nbsp; “I am sorry we got off on the wrong foot…&nbsp; This is rather, new.&nbsp; But, I am Simon.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>28-03-2012, 07:01:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not that she believed she could hurt a giant, it was like trying to think that one can kill a troll with a breath; and she certainly didn't think anyone could have worst breathe than a troll. She did feel better for the awkward poking she received from him though, and the way he sneezed was both fascinating and greatly amusing. Though on hindsight she should have been slightly insulted. Did she smell bad? She quickly ducked down to sniff at herself, then blinked when she found nothing wrong. Afterall, she didn't get ripe. Alright maybe she would be offend-- Naw, he was a novelty. Too curious right now to be anything else.<br><br>She had paused in her barrage of swats and crossed her arms again, watching him for a moment before fluttering away from the hand, eyes narrowed suspiciously as she covered her breasts, clearly thinking he might poke her again. When none came she lowered her hands, and like a curious kitten, fluttered closer to touch his index finger, patting it then fluttering around his fingers with a " You're in Glamoursiege. or at least the edge of its boundary, Human." She waited for any flicker of recognition, then shrugged. "Faery. You know, elves and dwarves and..." a quick flutter of her wings. "Pixies like me."<br><br>Curiosity with his fingers satisfied she pushed, tugged even as she tried to manuever his hand to lie palm out, waiting until he did so before she landed on it. Yes, she was no bigger than his hand, and she was surprisingly...warm. Warm and corporeal. Definitely not a dream. She stood in the middle of his hand and placed both hands on her hips again, and smiled at him, folding her wings behind her. "Simon-human then. I am called Gossamyr, and this... ' she waved a hand over the slanted landscape that included the falls. "is my home. Be welcome."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>30-03-2012, 22:43:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Glamoursiege.&nbsp; Faeries…pixies…”&nbsp; Speaking in something of a stunned tone now, he simply watches as she maneuvers his fingers and hand.&nbsp; Not resisting her movements in the slightest now, his head turns to look around and examine their surroundings as she inspects his fingers.&nbsp; As he feels her tiny feet touching down against his palm now, there is just a little flicker of a spark between them.&nbsp; It is just a little warmth that spikes for a brief moment, before settling down into the gentle feeling of skin on skin.&nbsp; “This, this is your home?”&nbsp; Breathing out the words now, his eyes focus upon the falls in the distance.&nbsp; Watching the water dance upon the rocks, and the spray that comes from where the water lands upon them; it brings a smile to his lips.&nbsp; Surprisingly, that smile lights up his face with a look of wonder that seems to take off years from his face.&nbsp; It is little wonder now, how or why he ended up in this realm as mortals with the spark of wonder and care in their hearts tend to be drawn to this world.&nbsp; Only a few though actually make it here, as the ways between the worlds are slowly diminishing as the world of the humans becomes covered with more and more industry.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Snapping his attention back to her now, his green eyes prove to be a jade color that has just tiny hints and flecks of gold in them as he brings her up towards his face.&nbsp; Lifting his hand upwards, he ends up with her only a few inches from his face as he obviously looks her over slowly.&nbsp; “Gossamyr?&nbsp; Then…then this all is real?&nbsp; I am not dreaming, or dead?&nbsp; I really am in some other world now?”&nbsp; Speaking softly so as to not deafen her, she can see his white teeth set into perfect rows as he forms the words.&nbsp; His own breath is warm as it plays out along her skin, perhaps even making her wings dance a little from the air rushing over her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>31-03-2012, 14:51:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was an odd one, this human. Even as he mumbled and turned his head to gaze upon Faery for the first time, Gossamyr had to watch him in turn in fascination. He certainly acted as if he really, truly didn't know how he came to be here in the first place. Fascinating, she thought in amusement, rubbing her feet against the smooth expanse of his palm. A Human. A mortal in her little piece of Home. She had heard Mortals were attractive in their own incomplete way... and as she watched him... as she watched him...<br><br>She teetered for a moment as he moved his hand, bringing her closer to his face, and closed her eyes at the warmth of his breath as he spoke. yes... She could come to understand what those who were once enchanted meant when they said it was so tempting to succumb to mortal passion. Gossamyr thought he was just so...alive. Smelled so&nbsp; unlike Home... sounded rough and husky... she shivered, opened her eyes and watched him, blinking and laughing, a high titter at his words. Fascinatingly confused. <br><br>"Do all Mortals really have to keep repeating themselves just to convince them something is real?"<br><br>She reached forward, placing a hand on the corner of his mouth, head tilting before she smiled. "You are, and it is. Belief is simply something Mortals put into a Truth they don't want to bother working for themselves." she shrugged, and quite rudely, rubbed his lower lip with her free hand. It felt like a caress from a pinky... only much warmer... and it left the smell of cinnamon and cloves...and had he dared to lick his lower lip... of warmed honey. Then again.. Gossamyr wasn't done in her own exploration.<br><br>"Fascinating teeth..." she announced, her wings fluttering against his breath... turning a soft shade of lilac. Now... mortals didn't know... but her kind.. that was a telltale sign. of what? Well... politely said it was...interest. She grabbed lower and upper lip, then pulled, forcing them apart before she called into his mouth like a cave. 'helloooo....*flutterflap* teeehee.... fascinating..." why yes, her head? in his mouth. Or at least... part of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>01-04-2012, 21:48:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blinking now, his attention returns quickly to the little fairy that is standing in his palm.&nbsp; Speaking in at least what he is considering a more calm tone now, he is trying to let his hand drop a bit down towards his waist.&nbsp; “No..&nbsp; Not always, but sometimes we just are a little shocked.&nbsp; This isn’t a normal, everyday happening here!”&nbsp; Finding humor in his own words, his lips turn upwards into a smile before he starts to chuckle.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Not every day that you find yourself in a new world.&nbsp; A naked, tiny….and cute…lady in your hand.&nbsp; No, that just doesn’t happen all the time.”&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she touches the corner of his mouth though, his hand pauses in its motions.&nbsp; Almost as if he wishes to keep her there, he soon is finding his lips parted to reveal his white teeth.&nbsp; Feeling a bit like a horse being examined by a breeder or person wishing to sell him, his eyebrows perk a bit as his curiosity overcomes him.&nbsp; She had smelled of cinnamon and other spices, I wonder what she would taste like, he thought to himself.&nbsp; When her head moves into his mouth, and lets out her little call, his tongue moves quickly.&nbsp; Catching her with the tip, he did not really understand the size difference until just now.&nbsp; The tip of his tongue doesn’t just catch the top of her head, but nearly her entire front.&nbsp; Licking from stomach all the way up to her face, his tongue runs along her breasts with that warm and smooth surface.&nbsp; Leaving a trail of his saliva along her body, he pulls his head back now as the taste of honey fills his mouth.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“You…&nbsp; What.&nbsp; You taste like honey…”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>03-04-2012, 14:25:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Of course Gossamyr examined him as if she intended to sell him. She probably did. Afterall, human tears were so precious in their world. And she thought... well alright, she hoped Human males cried as well. And she wanted to be certain he didn't have teeth like the last Dancer she had seen, all blackened and smelled of rot. She was so delighted to find his teeth not only perfect, but he smelled of everything not Faery. Disenchanted... tempting. Her wings swished slowly as she sniffed once... twice, like a butterfly to a nectar, her wings folding slowly... which was when she was caught by his tongue. <br><br>"Eeyyaaaa!" came the shocked... yes shocked scream, as Gossamyr encounter the warm, wet surface of his tongue. She was flattened against it, and even that gentle pressure sent her feet sliding backward as she tried to hold on to his lips, tugging it outward before she fell back on her rump, gasping. She was glistening, from her belly to her breasts, nipples tight, for each taste bud was like a tongue as it grazed along her body, and her face was both red from the embarrassment, the odd pleasure and anger. Or course it didn't help that even angry she was not even a quarter his size to do anything about it.<br><br>"you licked me!" she shrieked, chest heaving as she stared up, and up at Simon, swallowing hard. "Are you -trying- to eat me, you savage?!" she would have stood up... but her knees felt oddly shaky, and instead she flapped angrily at him. And yes.. she tasted like honey... probably would taste like angry fairy too if his tongue stuck a little longer. "of course I taste like honey, what do you think I'd taste like? Human?!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>05-04-2012, 06:06:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As the shocked scream hits his ears, his head pulls back as he snaps his mouth shut.&nbsp; Thankful that he didn’t just accidently bite her, his thoughts wonder just how sturdy she was…&nbsp; That is, until they snap back to the present as she berates him a little.&nbsp; Somehow managing to look contrite, his head ducks towards his shoulders as his eyes turn downwards.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Well, you were sticking yourself into my mouth.&nbsp; It was a natural reaction…”&nbsp; Speaking softly now, he shakes his head slowly at her question.&nbsp; “I’m not trying to eat you, or even…&nbsp; Ah.&nbsp; I didn’t realize just <em>where</em> my tongue would end up.”&nbsp; Blinking now, his eyes look up and towards her face as his head tilts a bit to the side.&nbsp; “Is it you who tastes like honey?&nbsp; Or <em>you</em>.”&nbsp; As that last part comes out, his eyes flick in a manner that is rather clear, he was looking down upon her nude body.&nbsp; When the words leave his mouth, Simon could not even think of where that thought came from, or even why he was asking it!&nbsp; Something about this world was making his thoughts fly a mile a minute, and while he was normally good at keeping his thoughts to himself; this world was someone making more of them slip out.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Gah!&nbsp; What am I saying!?”&nbsp; Moving his free hand up to cover his mouth, he has a shocked expression on his face now.&nbsp; Clearly not having meant to say that last part, his hand falls slowly from his mouth as he starts to stammer out an apology.&nbsp; “Listen, I’m sorry.&nbsp; I didn’t mean..&nbsp; I don’t know what…&nbsp; Something is making whatever thought that runs through my mind just slip out of my mouth here.”&nbsp; Finally dropping both of his hands down, he hangs his head with a small sigh; realizing that he was only digging himself deeper.&nbsp; As he looks down though, he realizes that at some point during all of this, his pants had grown rather tight.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>09-04-2012, 07:47:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gossamyr couldn't believe her ears, not so much for the forward way the human asked about her taste, but how he had the ichor to tell her it was her fault for him ending up licking her! Savage! Barbarian! Primitive! Alright... a primitive that oddly... licked in a way that made her tingle long after his tongue left her body.... but still! "I was not -sticking- myself into your mouth! I merely peered at your teeth. None of my body parts where -in- enough to be considered sticking." Was she truly offended though? Well, Gossamyr was a mischief maker... to have a mere mortal act with mischief on her called deeply to her. Called somewhere deep in her that probably would not be suited to fulfill with a creature ten times her size... but well. Honor called for revenge. i mean... justice.<br><br>She waited a few moments for the human male to stop blathering about, and rose to her feet, only to feel the solid ground... or hand she was standing on fall away, making her topple head over heels before she had a grip on his pinky, clinging there, her body lengthwise against its length. By that it meant the tip of his finger was pressed against one breast, and the rest of it from nail to second knuckle was flushed warm with a slightly slobbered and very naked fairy. She didn't dare move either, as she sucked in her breath, wings flattened on either side as she slowly looked down, realizing the fall and the accompanying slide made her nipples tighten, now pressed against his finger, legs spread akimbo, so that she was straddling the web between middle and ring finger, feet clinging to his palm and the back of his hand. <br><br>Adding insult to injury.<br><br>"What are you doing! Didn't you see me on your hand!" she complained, jiggling in fury. Not that she looked like she was in a hurry to leave her current position... she was pretty tired of her own attention...cough.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 07:10:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“You were looking at my teeth like a buyer does a horse!”&nbsp; Speaking with something of an indignant tone now, this large man lets out a bit of a huff at her words.&nbsp; “Are you planning on selling me or something?”&nbsp; Not knowing just what they did with humans in this odd realm, his voice goes from being just a little indignant to now carrying a touch of worry.&nbsp; Seeming like he was going to say something more, his words are cut short by her little cry.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As he had lowered his hand, he had completely forgotten that she was there.&nbsp; Or at least, he thought that she would flutter away with her wings.&nbsp; What he did not expect, was for this very lovely little faery to slip in between his fingers.&nbsp; Feeling the wetness of his saliva still on her as she presses against his ring finger, he is actually a little surprised at the warmth now that is running along the bit of webbing between his fingers.&nbsp; Could it be, that she is actually aroused?&nbsp; Is that more than saliva that I am feeling?&nbsp; The thoughts cross his mind all of a sudden, and he is barely able to keep them there, and not tumbling out of his mouth.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Hey, you are safe and didn’t fall.&nbsp; No need to yell at me.”&nbsp; Trying to speak with a bit of mirth to his voice, he very gently rests his hand upon his thigh now.&nbsp; With his palm turned upwards, she is clinging to his ring finger and thus offered a clear view of his groin.&nbsp; His pants are tight, giving the outline of what can only be a thick shaft, which happens to be longer than she is tall.&nbsp; With each of her little jiggles and motions between his fingers, his hand turns a little to try and press the webbing of his fingers upwards and against her.&nbsp; And could it be, that length hidden by his pants, did it just twitch in response to her little fluttering jiggle?<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>12-04-2012, 12:35:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped and stared at the man. Alright, perhaps inspecting him like so much a paraded animal at the market was a bad idea... but well, Gossamyr wasn't the type to apologize. At least she didn't apologize in the sense humans understood the word. That and the fact that she had shifted with his movement, had idly held on to his finger, and now stared at a sight that she found even more fascinating than his complete teeth. Oh they were different, human and pixie... the size alone rendered them impossible to meet eye to eye, so to speak... much less to be attracted to each other. So it was to her greatest surprise to find something that tented his pants. Quite clearly too. And despite herself she found a smile, a devious little grin tugging on her lips. No.... humans definitely wouldn't even consider that fact... or wouldn't they?<br><br>She was in the middle of thinking up mischief for the poor lost human when she felt the smooth, webbing press against her stretch, flexing upward, causing her to ride it more... and with the utter nonchalant shamelessness of her kind, she ground down, gasping loudly. Male pixies? oh yes... though that got old... and this, this was... 'oh!' if she was a cartoon character of his world the perverts would probably be fighting each other for a chance to draw her now, with little hearts and flushed face, as she looked down, spread her legs a little and stared at how she now straddled his finger. Slowly she rolled her hips, then leaned forward, panting softly, glancing at his obvious erection again with a giggle and an amused... "am i attractive to you, human?" she asked, draped over his hand in such a lazy, provocative manner. <br><br>Or course she didn't wait for his response, instead she shifted, stood up and with an impish grin, quite innocently sat herself on the tip of his pinky. from her size it was indeed like one of those perverted asian images of his world, especially the way she slowly rubbed and squirmed on it, then fluttered away, wings flapping with a breathless giggle. Did she abandon him in this world? Confused and aching? Most likely... though after a few minutes she did come back, making lazy swirls in the air as what appeared to be an oversized hummingbird as big as a cat followed her, carrying in its beak and talons... two fruits. These it deposited on&nbsp; his lap, probably not a good idea as it fell and thumped against it too before flying off.<br><br>"Valerian." she said in explanation. "An apology for my rudeness. And a welcome to my world." formal all of a sudden? She would be if not for that evil smile on her face. Of course Valerian in the human world was just a plant, a shrub made for tea. Here though... it was... well.. a fruit. unsaid? it was a hallucinogen... not quite sleep... but enough hallucinations to earn a few thousand bucks if sold in the human world. And fast acting too.<br><br>"try it, its good." Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly. Flap, flutter.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>16-04-2012, 22:07:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Blinking in surprise as she actually grinds herself against the bit of skin between his fingers, his hand actually curls a little to provide her more stimulation out of instinct.&nbsp; Something about this very lovely little lady was making him want to see more and more of her lewd actions, and he was doing what he could to facilitate them.&nbsp; At her question to him though, he goes a bit still as if in shock.&nbsp; Looking her over with what can only be thought of as an appraising look of his own, he finally gives a small nod of his head.&nbsp; “You are very lovely…”&nbsp; Speaking softly, his thumb now moves upwards to very lazily touch her thigh.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;When she flies off all of a sudden, he blinks in surprise at having been left alone in this new and strange world.&nbsp; Taking the moment to himself, he quickly adjusts the large bulge in his pants to be just a bit more comfortable.&nbsp; Then, his hands move up to the straps of his pack.&nbsp; Loosening them at first, he then slips the pack off of his shoulders as he sits there on the ground.&nbsp; Shifting a little here and there, he finally maneuvers the pack around to his right side so that he can lean against it.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Right as he was starting to think that he had been completely abandoned, and now was starting to wonder just exactly what he was going to do in this realm, that odd little fairy flutters back along with the huge hummingbird.&nbsp; Blinking in surprise at the fruit that is now deposited onto his lap, his hand reaches down to pick up one of them.&nbsp; “Are they good?&nbsp; Safe to eat for a human?”&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>18-04-2012, 14:47:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs18/i/2007/197/a/d/Jeane_by_rplatt.jpg)</div></div><br>It was an art to play mischief. It was an art to have that mischief be so great to cause not only chaos but enjoyment. unfortunately for the human he was now the subject of such a mischief. Perhaps it was because he was a stranger in their world. Perhaps it was because he human, or perhaps... just perhaps, the fairy had decided on first sight that he would be more than just a mere passerby to her little part of the world. A human that will not only be a brunt of a joke, but a participant, an active one... and one who whether he would want it or not, would enjoy his participation. <br><br>The hummingbird creature had left them again, in the silence of her forest. she flapped lazily, looking quite smug, and something else... a glow that was obvious to every female who just realized a glimpse of pleasure they might have if they played their cards right. The way she watched him was clear: she was thinking of that moment when he had caressed her thigh, as if she was some pocket sized sexual fantasy he could play with anytime he wanted. Probably it was true as well. She did flutter closer, settling on his shoulder, her feet a gentle weight against his shoulder as she leaned against his neck and cheek, warm, bare skin pressed against his face. "They are. They taste good too. Eat."<br><br>Unspoken? 'You're going to need the energy.'<br><br>"You can't stay here, we need to find you a safe place from the wild things in the forest before night falls. Eat and hurry." she spoke, one hand reaching up to tug his ear so she could speak against it without yelling, and glancing down quickly to make sure he was still inspecting the fruit, leaning down... sniffed his earlobe, and licked, caressing it. Why yes, poor man... felt up by a female the size of a doll. Slowly she straightened, and slid her left hand along his cheek, so that she was now flat against him, pressing herself and pushing forward in short jerks that suspiciously felt as if she was grinding against him. "go ahead, taste it...its quite sweet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>23-04-2012, 09:06:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Still looking towards the fruit that is in his hand, he slowly examines just what it looks like.&nbsp; Certainly no earthly fruit at all, he marvels at how firm the skin of the fruit is, and yet the fruit of it must be soft.&nbsp; And the color of it, an azure blue that would most likely never be found in his world.&nbsp; Yet here was this fairy saying that it was not only safe, but sweet to the taste buds.&nbsp; Lifting the fruit up a few inches from where he had been holding it near his lap, his hand pauses the moment she lands on him.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As her body moves against his cheek, he subconsciously turns his head to press back against her.&nbsp; His smooth cheek runs along the length of her body, even catching her breasts and lifting them up and away from her chest.&nbsp; As he realizes just what he was doing, his head turns back to look at the fruit again.&nbsp; Of course the sudden movement leaves her breasts to fall back to her chest with a lovely jiggle.&nbsp; Lifting his hand again, the fruit is moving closer and closer towards his mouth as she runs her hands along his ear.&nbsp; Feeling her hands there, he cannot with hold the little sound of pleasure at her touch.&nbsp; And when she actually licks his ear?&nbsp; His head once again starts to lean into her.&nbsp; Obviously enjoying all of her little touches and grinding against him, his lips part to take the fruit into his mouth.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Biting down with hesitance at first, his eyes shoot open wide as the flavor of it bursts in his mouth.&nbsp; Quickly chewing more, the juice of it starts to trickle down his throat.&nbsp; Not noticing the numbing sensation this fruit is having upon him just yet, he then swallows it down.&nbsp; Popping the next fruit into his mouth, he turns his head to look towards her as she is on his shoulder.&nbsp; “These –are- good!”&nbsp; As his head turns and he makes that exclamation, his lips end up pressing against the front of her chest.&nbsp; Brushing along her breasts and stomach with his lips, he nearly passes her nethers and down to her legs.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Pulling back all of a sudden, his cheeks start to flush just a bit.&nbsp; But before he can say a thing, the warmth growing in his stomach causes him to pause.&nbsp; Touching a hand to his stomach now, he blinks.&nbsp; “These fruit…are humans supposed to eat them?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>24-04-2012, 15:54:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It came as an utter surprise for poor Gossamyr when her curious groping was rewarded, though she really couldn't say if it was accidental. He did act surprise when he found himself rubbing his cheek against her trembling body like a cat... even if Gossamyr's wings had turned a deep indigo as opposed to its earlier iridescence, for her kind.. a sign of interest, arousal even. She wasn't going to be telling the human that, of course. She pretended to gasp, to 'realize' what she had been doing and scooted a little away from his face, 'lost' her balance and pressed closed again, clearly having fun at the expense of poor lost Simon. then again, could he really complain when she was simply, perched on his shoulder?<br><br>"Are they?' she asked, half relieved, as if she really wasn't thinking about what she was doing. Or perhaps she had no true plan beyond the mischief. At least he wasn't suspecting anything about the fruit... "I told you it's good." she added, the froze, as he turned his head, lips that were damp, sticky with the juices of the fruit he took a bite off smearing all over her breasts and stomach. She bit her lower lip, holding back a cry of surprise, and the moan that threatened to follow, instead standing her ground as if humans brushed their lips over her naked body everyday here. she couldn't deny how her nipples puckered at the feel though, and the slow grind she did as his lips brushed lower.<br><br>"I'Im..." she cleared her throat, licking her lips to calm down-- it wont do to be the one having trouble with the mischief when she started it-- and tried again. "I'm glad you liked it. It's my favorite food." then she watched as he blushed, then snickered, before looking utterly innocent, wide, violet eyes staring at him. "Well... You're not collapsed... or poisoned. So... per...haps?" she answered sweetly, and grinned, scooting forward as she motioned for him to take another bite, her now damp and slightly sticky front pressed against his cheek again. "it's good... finish it, there's more where that came from..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>26-04-2012, 23:06:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With the warmth in his stomach growing, the feeling is starting to spread outwards through his body.&nbsp; Something like taking a shot of strong alcohol, the feeling still is a bit different than that.&nbsp; Placing a hand over his stomach now, his head snaps around to look at her with a bit of shock.&nbsp; “You…you didn’t know?!”&nbsp; Obviously a little distressed by the thought of eating something that he has no idea how it will affect him, the look of it all passes from his face in a quick moment.&nbsp; “Well..&nbsp; &nbsp;Fine, I just hope that I don’t get sick from it!”&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Looking down towards the third berry now, he shakes his head slowly.&nbsp; Not wanting to push his luck in case there were adverse effects to the fruit, he lowers his hand to his lap.&nbsp; Taking the fruit from where it had been resting on his leg, he turns his head slowly to look at her again.&nbsp; “Here, why don’t you have it.”&nbsp; Offering it up to her, there is a bit of a smile on his face as if daring her to eat it.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“They are really good!&nbsp; So why don’t you have it, and share it with me.”&nbsp; Nodding while he is pressing the fruit to her, the soft skin of the berry is now brushing along the front of her body.&nbsp; How is it, that every innocent gesture of this man somehow ends up with her breasts being moved about and her nipples being drug along the surface of something?&nbsp; At least this time, he is not pressing anything between her legs.&nbsp; As he offers the fruit to her, she can see his pupils starting to dilate a bit as the effects of it are kicking in.&nbsp; Blinking slowly, his head turns to look around.&nbsp; “Did…did that tree just move?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>02-05-2012, 14:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gossamyr held a hand to her mouth, snickering impishly as she watched the poor, clueless human finish the fruit. In truth she really did hope there was no bad effect on him, but if there was anything about it, she would have been told about it by no--hmm, wait. probably not. she really needed to stay close to civilization to keep up with news. She eyed the fruit once more and gave him a smile that clearly said ' I don't really know what's going to happen but I'm going to sit here and say it's alright'. "don't worry... you'll be fine..." she began, and paused as she eyed it, shrugging a little. She slid sideways from his cheek, not really wanting to lose contact against his warmth... human warmth.. mortal, and reached out, balancing herself on his shoulder as she held on to the fruit with both arms. <br><br>Which was of course, when he had to look away like a college student on spring break and a ton of alcohol in his system, pulling the fruit a little out of Gossamyr's reached. "Argggggh, bugger!" she fell between the space it created, tumbling from his shoulder down to his chest, then slid down, falling again only to land, head first against his crotch, wings crushed under her, legs above her, as she fell, lying on her back agaisnt the bulge of his crotch, her feet kicking at his belt. "DID YOU NOT SEE ME?!" she yelled again, trying to pull her hair off her face.<br><br>"twice! That's twice!" she yelled, rolled and sat down, straddling the log she was sitting on and stared at the fabric of his shirt. Blinked and looked up, glaring at the giant. Only then did she realize how high up his face face, and how hot the heat was from where she was sitting on. Slowly she squirmed, and bounced a few times, before looking down. "oh. Oh my."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>09-05-2012, 22:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Feeling the warmth for the fruit’s effects spread through his body further, Simon blinks once as he continues to stare over towards that particular tree.&nbsp; Not noticing that his offer of the fruit to the fairy had knocked her onto his lap now, she would end up straddling his erection.&nbsp; Straining his pants at the moment, his cock is warm and easily larger than her body.&nbsp; As the drug of the fruit kicks in a bit more, his head leans forward to peer at the trunk of the tree closest to them.&nbsp; “It moved.&nbsp; I swear that tree just…winked at me.&nbsp; Trees don’t wink, do they?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Without a single thought in the world, his hand moves down towards his lap.&nbsp; The pressure there was growing uncomfortable, and in his rather relaxed state the only sensible solution was to ease that pressure there.&nbsp; So, his fingers move in front of her to grab the zipper of his pants.&nbsp; With one easy motion, he unzips his pants to have his boxer clad shaft pop up and through the hole provided there.&nbsp; “Ahhh, that’s better.”&nbsp; Seeming to just now notice her there on his lap, he blinks before giggling.&nbsp; “Oh!&nbsp; Hi there!&nbsp; Do you like where you are sitting?&nbsp; Oh wait…you probably want a better view.”&nbsp; Speaking with a heavy dose of mirth to his voice, his hand then unbuttons his pants to give just a bit more comfort.&nbsp; Revealing his boxers in the process, she can see that they are of a fine black silk that is smooth to the touch.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>11-05-2012, 10:11:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gossamyr stared in fascinated amusement, chuckling as the rather drugged human simply undid his pants like it was something he did everyday in front of a stranger. then again, if what she heard about humans were true... then they were shameless when it came to carnal things. Or so she had heard. Time to find out if all the notorious rumors were true though, as she shifted and stood up, glancing from the human's face to his now exposed groin and up again. "No they don't. You're simply seeing things." she turned though, glancing at the trees just to make sure, then mumbled a soft 'so that's what it does to a human...'. Her foot nudged the rest of the fruit, then looked up again. "Aren't you finishing your fruit, Simon-human?" she asked sweetly, holding the half of it up, wings fluttering a little to keep her balance as she stepped forward, and stopped, feeling the heat from his groin. <br><br>Oh yes. she will play.<br><br>She watched, wings a bright indigo now, scooting a little closer as she mumbled a soft " well... probably not entirely a hallucination. Unless you feel odd anywhere?" came the question, followed by a slight weight where there shouldn't have been any. the naked fae leaning forward, knee resting lightly along the curve of his groin, hands sliding up to trace its outline as she peered up at him, like a butterfly that settled on a very odd place.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>23-05-2012, 22:45:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“Oh…o-oh, ok…”&nbsp; Speaking a little slowly as the warmth spreading through his body has made its way upwards towards his tongue, his words don’t sound slurred by any means, but still under the effects of whatever fruit this was.&nbsp; Shaking his head slowly as she starts to offer him the rest of the fruit, his head shakes from side to side as his hand comes up.&nbsp; “N-no, I am fine.&nbsp; Really, just fine.”&nbsp; Trailing out the words a bit, the corners of his lips turn upwards into a lazy smile.&nbsp; “This feels good, what fruit did you say it was again?”<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;With her hand lazily trailing along the flare of his erect cock, his own hand comes up now to try and gently touch her.&nbsp; While his touch is a bit more forceful than he really wanted, it is soft enough for a human.&nbsp; Running the tip of his index finger along the back of her leg, his finger touches then to her soft rear.&nbsp; “Wow, you are soft.”&nbsp; Speaking the obvious now, his eyes are completely glazed over as he looks down towards her.&nbsp; Smiling still, his finger continues to try and touch her as he shifts his hips.&nbsp; Feeling a bit of her touch along him, his length twitches underneath his boxers, to cause the tip to poke out from under the waistband of his boxers.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>30-05-2012, 14:01:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was like being molested by a doll. Gossamyr chuckled as she watched the mortal man act like an elf in spirits-- which she had only seen twice in her lifetime-- only... well... sillier. "Why do you ask?" she mumbled, and shifted, her hands tugging and parting fabric that she herself considered quite excessive. But then he was human, wasn't he? Being body shy seem to come with the race. Carefully she balanced herself, shifting till her bare feet touched each side of his thigh, higher up.. where she had spread herself over his erection. She was toying with the zipper as well, pulling it up, then down before giggling at the brief touch of his fingers. 'Am i soft then?" she asked, then grinned. 'You aren't though... quite firm... hard, right... here..." an then she reached down, pushed her hand inside the flap of his jeans, then his boxers and touched the tip of his cock with her tiny hands.<br><br>"Fascinating..." she mumbled, wings fluttering faster, as she half leaned against his own exploring fingers, turning her body enough to let one breast brush against his middle finger. A small sound escaped her, unmistakably a moan, turning against his hand with a chuckle and scooted closer, bth arms wrapped around his exposed length now, tugging.. pulling him up and out, freeing him with nearly half her body leaning against it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>08-06-2012, 21:16:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;While the sensations of her body against his shaft may be light and feel like a little gossamer touch, it was more than enough to evoke his arousal in his current state.&nbsp; His eyes are wide as they look down towards this small fairy while she tugs and finally frees his full length, to then wrap nearly her whole body around his cock.&nbsp; Groaning softly, the heat radiating from him is enough to flow through her body and almost perhaps leave a little kiss of sweat to her skin.&nbsp; When she has his cock completely free, she can see just a small bead of glistening liquid at the tip of it, where his arousal has caused a little precum to form.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“You are soft…”&nbsp; Speaking still in his slightly drugged sounding voice, his finger now continues to explore her body.&nbsp; Having moved from the front, the tip of his index finger now trails along her back and down to her rear.&nbsp; “Very soft…”&nbsp; As his finger caresses the small curve of her rear, his words blurt out without thought at all.&nbsp; “You are beautiful, really beautiful.”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>27-06-2012, 06:08:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gossamyr peered up at him with the most amused expression on her face. "Pity you might not remember this after..." she said, without any remorse at all, as she shifted and continued to explore his unresisting mortal form with her own body. Perhaps it really was the heat he emanated, or the earthy scent of him... wings fluttering excitedly in reaction to the sudden touch of his hand against her tiny form again.<br><br>"oh!" came the delighted gasp, as the papillary wings deepened in color, a clear sign on further desire in her kind as she glanced downward. Just a finger but against her thigh it looked as if it was half a hand already. "Even your hand's so warm..." she chuckled, generated more breeze with her wings and stood, one foot pressed against his inner thigh without any weight, as the other toyed with the velvety feel of the base of his cock. Almost without thinking about she slipped that foot inside, then gasped as it encountered one heavy sac, peering up at him with a giggle and a small flush. <br><br>"oh my... you have alot of fascinating things to explore." <br><br>And explore she did, as she shifted forward further, her round body seemingly melting against his length as she reached up with a hand, smeared his precum against the velvety tip, then along her palm and wrist, her forearm... then lifted it away for a taste. Oh yes, shameless... and eager, as the way she wiggled her hips, spread her legs a little, and reached lower to rub and pat his fingers, nudging just a little closer to the heated apex between her legs proved. <br><br>"Can I play with you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 06:25:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The taste of his precum was just a bit salty with deeper hints and notes of other tastes on her tongue as she dips her hand down to pull away a drop of it.&nbsp; With her comments of not remembering, his glazed over eyes look down towards her as he blinks.&nbsp; Forcing a bit more awareness into the fog of his mind, his voice is just a little slurred as he speaks softly.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;“I might not remember…?”&nbsp; Pausing then, he shakes his head as if not wanting that.&nbsp; “But, I want to remember this.”&nbsp; Almost whining out the last bit, the sounds escaping him turn into a low and throaty moan as her body once again presses against his shaft.&nbsp; His finger now just below her rear, covers both of her legs as he presses her further along his cock.&nbsp; Rubbing the entire front of her body along his shaft, the bit of precum that has been forming at the tip is now smeared along her breasts and stomach.&nbsp; “I want to play..&nbsp; Can we play together please?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>15-11-2012, 05:11:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				[yay post!]<br><br>It was Simon in Wonderland from what it looked like. An utter impossibility. And yet here it was, happening before his dazed eyes. the diminutive female form was warm against the length of his shaft, breasts heaving against the velvety cap as she followed his gentle guides. "Oh yes please.." she said delightedly, half lying along his length with her wings fanning lightly, cooling the precum that was even now dribbling down the tip to blaze a heated trail down her shoulder and arm. <br><br>"warm..." she mumbled, glancing at the glob that trickled from shoulder to her collar bone, using her other hand to wipe it off, sniffed and licked again. " you really taste good for a human Simon-mortal.." she mumbled, then shifted again, this time straddling his finger with the wantonness of her kind. She was heat, perhaps surprising for such a small size, but she squirmed and rolled her hips against his pinky like a restless kitten seeking attention, wings fanning a little faster, then chuckled. "well... we'll see if you'll remember.... but let's play... and I can't play if I'm this tiny..." she mumbled, and shifted again.<br><br>Perhaps to a drugged mind it wouldn't be noticeable, perhaps it would look as if one moment she was merely the size of his hand and the next the size of a tall doll three or four hands high, but either way she was proportioned... and now was able to lie against his length with the weight needed to create true friction. "oh!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>17-11-2012, 11:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Tricks.&nbsp; Yes, tricks.&nbsp; His eyes clearly had to be playing tricks on him, he thinks as a sudden moment of clarity comes over his mind.&nbsp; Looking around, his eyes grow wide at the sight of a small lady rubbing her entire body along his cock.&nbsp; But more importantly, he realizes that his finger is pressing not only into her ass but also tugging her further along his exposed shaft.&nbsp; Wait, when did I…&nbsp; And there the drugged fruit overtakes his mind again.&nbsp; His eyes glass over once again as his body lets loose any tension that perhaps had built up in his little moment of clarity.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As she presses her body further against his skin, his finger wiggles between her legs to try and stimulate her as best he can.&nbsp; But when her form shifts and is suddenly large, a wide and lust filled grin overtakes his face.&nbsp; His eyes, despit being a little glassy, are taking in her new form with a long and appreciative look.&nbsp; “Now…yes.&nbsp; Now I can have fun too.”&nbsp; Leaning his head down, he touches his larger lips against hers, while a hand moves to cup her pert little rear.&nbsp; Lifting upwards, he pulls her further into the kiss, and more importantly to where her legs are straddling his cock.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>21-11-2012, 00:53:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It must be like kissing a dream, or a walking doll, only warm and soft and living. She certainly did not complain when he lifted her up. And poor Gossamyr didn't understand the intimacy of kissing, but she did echo his movement, then grinned... understand the desire of it if not the meanings, and she parted her lips to lick as his lips, larger though they may be, then gasped aloud as she felt the head of his cock rub against her body, grazing her from breasts downward before he settled her to sit.. on him. <br><br>It gfelt like straddling a very warm , very round ottoman, wet too. And gossamyr found herself wishing she could reach a form closer to his size at the moment. She settled for what she cold have though, and started rubbing herself, over and over, wings fanning as her entire body shivered in pleasure and delighted revelation, toes curling as she shifted and rolled her hips, and let out a cry of delight as the head of that velvety head kept grinding against her clit. She twitched, wings fanning faster, and arched, pressing down, as if wanting to feel mkore.. wanting..more...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>28-11-2012, 21:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Grinning widely as his head pulls back, his lips leave their warmth on hers as he breaks the kiss.&nbsp; With his hand cupping her rear, he guides her entire body now to move as he wishes.&nbsp; Dragging the soft skin of his cock along the front of her body and then lower, she can feel the tip press to her little clit before even that pressure moves.&nbsp; Soon the large spongy head of his manhood is touching against her lips, and that motion of her pressing downwards is trying to have more of his along her.&nbsp; At first his cockhead presses down with her motions, but soon the hard rigidity of his length is pressing back against her.&nbsp; Wincing a tiny bit as the pressure builds between them, his free hand lifts up to rest on the curve of her hip now.&nbsp; With the tip of his cock wedged in between her legs and against her tiny lips, his hand on her hip presses down until there is a near ‘pop, as the head of his length slides past her lips and into her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>11-12-2012, 10:33:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				the sound that ripped from her throat was a mingling of pain and pleasure, as he teased her to near swooning... only to force his cock past her lips, inside.. and more. Gossamy's wings fluttered and flapped almost furiously at that, as she arched, her smooth belly distended with the shape and size of him as she cried out again. it was the thrill of that sound that filled the space, as she looked down, panting a half whimper of&nbsp; "you're ripping me apart!" oh but he wasnt, not really. It was snug and tight and she was so very wet. and she, pain and all, didnt seem to bulk, though her eyes were wide open as she looked down to watch their joined bodies. it was impossible... it shouldn't be... but it was... and all she could do was whimper as her inner walls seemed to squeeze him even tighter, impaled on his cock, pliant and oh so very willing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yandros</strong> on <strong>17-12-2012, 10:58:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The feeling of her tiny lips spreading wide and then begrudgingly accepting the tip of his cock into her small frame was nearly more than he could take.&nbsp; The warmth, the tightness, her damp arousal spreading over the tip…it was nearly too much for his mind to process, let alone even comprehend in his still slightly drugged state.&nbsp; Closing his eyes as his head rolls back to nearly hang slack behind him, his left hand moves to the ground to support his body as he leans back.&nbsp; Groaning out, the sound is low and almost primal as it escapes his throat.&nbsp; His right hand, still on her hip slowly starts to tug downwards until she can feel her body moving again.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Forcing the thought of simply taking a hold of her legs, spreading them, and using her for his own twisted needs out of his head, he keeps his hand on her hip lightly there.&nbsp; With his lips parted, he licks them to keep from drying too much as another moan of pleasure fills the area.&nbsp; Ever so slowly, her body is forced down on his thick cock, and when she nearly reaches the halfway mark on his length, she can feel her stomach starting to bulge outwards a little.&nbsp; Not enough to see the outline of his length or anything, but certainly enough for her to feel his shaft going that deeply into her tiny body.<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Managing to find his voice for a moment now, his eyes remain closed with his head hanging back.&nbsp; “So…tight…&nbsp; How much more, can you take?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: One Wrong Step (Yandros and Haikuoftears)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>haikuoftears</strong> on <strong>17-01-2013, 01:16:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The simple act of curious exploration had become more intimate. And part of Gossamyr wondered if she was the one that ate that fruit instead of her newly found human. That is, she would have wondered that if she wasn't cocooned in the carnal pleasure the human was giving her. Her wings fluttered, slowing down as her body finally adjusted around the invasion, gasping as she looked down and stared, wondering how she was able to take him, how she still wanted more.<br><br>"more please..." she gasped out, feet shifting so they both rested on his thighs, hands on his wrists. "Oh yes more..." she swallowed, and without waiting for his answer she wiggled, eyes widening as gravity helped her, making her slide down another inch over his length, then another, glancing down as her toes curled. "All....please Simon human....I want all..." 
			</dd>
		</dl>
		<div id="footer" class="smalltext">
			
			<span class="smalltext" style="display: inline; visibility: visible; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=credits" title="Simple Machines Forum" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF 2.0.19</a> |
 <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org/about/smf/license.php" title="License" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF © 2021</a>, <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org" title="Simple Machines" target="_blank" class="new_win">Simple Machines</a>
			</span>
		</div>