ROUGH DRAFT Coye Vol 3 Ch 16

Probably only like 3 more rough drafts till I'm done with all the stuff in this volume! Making really fast progress now.

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Coye didn't awake that night from bad dreams or from surprise attacks, but from the inconvenience of sharing a bed with someone you've only just started to get to know. It turned out, Byng snored like a roaring bear, and she had shifted around in bed to the point where she was not laying upside down somehow despite their cuddling. He lasted a few hours before the snoring inevitably woke him up, and he was filled with the urge to relieve himself.

He stood and checked on Shayla on his way out, and saw her stirring inside his pouch but didn't try and wake her. He exited the tent, naked, and felt the cool air on his sweaty body. He made his way to a patch of grass outside the camp and did what needed to be done. As he did, he looked up at the bright moon and all the stars and began to think of everything that happened.

The day started off with a dream, but Coye thought it was funny how much it bothered him then compared to how it did now. She was wrong, Coye had become a different person since he'd left Roselake, and he would only keep on changing from here on out as he continued to interact with the girls he loved and whoever else might be part of his life in the future.

Speaking of those girls, one of them was waiting for him as he made his way back to Byng's tent. Shayla sat atop the tent wearing pajamas and looking up at the sky, until she heard him coming and flew up to him.

"Shayla-" Coye ran towards her fully naked, and embarrassed the Pixie by pulling her into a hug.

"Woah, easy there!" Shayla blushed as she tried to wiggle out of his grasp. "My spine is like a twig, I hope you know!"

"Sorry, I'm just happy to see you're doing alright..." he smiled at her with great relief as he let go.

She flew in front of his face and crossed her arms. "And here I thought you forgot about me."

"What, of course not!"

"You two seemed off in your own little world, though... I was awake for some of it. Kept drifting in and out. Things got pretty romantic there."

"Ah," Coye blushed and scratched behind his head. "Yeah, I guess so..."

There was a small silence.

"So, are you in love with Byng now?"

Rather than freaking out at the implication like he would have before, Coye was silent on the matter as he actually gave it some thought. A few moments passed until he nodded.

"Yeah. I think so... but... it's the same thing I feel for Suzette, and you too, you know. So if what I feel for Byng really is love, then... I need to make it up to Suzette tomorrow."

Shayla was the one who was embarrassed because of him so casually admitting to loving her. She put her hands on her hips and flew in front of his face. "Hey, now. You can't just go throwing that word around! It means a lot, and you just entered into a relationship with the both of them. You don't need to rush things."

Coye shook his head, having gained new clarity. "I already claimed Byng as my... um... as my woman. I feel really strongly about her, and I can't see it any other way."

"Oh, gods... I've created a monster..." Shayla rolled her eyes, but on some level seemed happy for him, if a little concerned at how fast things were moving.

Then, things got quiet for a moment. He looked at the pixie and gave her an appreciative, warm smile. "This is all thanks to you, Shayla."

"Yeah, I suppose it is..." she laughed. "But give yourself some credit here, baby."

"No, it's all you... I... am ashamed of how I used to be. So stupid and reclusive to the world around me. I missed out on Suzette and Byng because I was too withdrawn in my own little world and held back by the past that I missed out on chance to have a better life. If it weren't for you, i would've never taken these chances. My eyes would still be closed, and I'd still be the same boy I was when I left Roselake... so... thank you, Shayla..." he spoke from the heart, taking the Pixie completely by surprise.

"W-Where did all this come from...?!" Shayla didn't know how to deal with all this emotional junk out of nowhere. "I just woke up and I'm still achy from using all that mana! How do you expect me to handle all of your lovey-dovey crap, baby?"

Coye laughed, "Sorry if that was all a bit much... I'm feeling a little high right now..."

"Well, good. I'm happy to hear it..." she sighed and gave him a weary smile. "So, you're gonna ask Suzette to go steady with you tomorrow, then?"

Coye nodded his head. "Byng helped me realize I don't need to be guilty about liking... loving more than one girl at a time. I don't need to figure anything else out. I want them both to be mine, and..."

"And...?" Shayla raised an eyebrow, sensing that things were about to take a strange turn.

"I don't know. It's like, for the first time in my life... I know what I want to do."

"What's that?"

"I want to take more chances. I missed out on so much time with Suzette and Byng that if another opportunity presents itself with some other girl, then... I don't want to hesitate. I want to pursue it and see what happens."

"...So, let me get this straight. Your goal is to start sleeping with as many other girls as possible just because you've got laid a couple of times?"

"N-No!" Coye blushed. "But... also, yes! I don't know! I don't want to be that sheltered boy who came into town two years ago and hasn't changed at all is what I'm saying! My goal is to start doing things I never would've done before. Like hitting on Suzette, or asking Byng out on a date. I want to be proactive, Shayla."

Shayla let it all sink in and ended up sighing, then laughing. "I get what you're saying. I really do, and it's nice... but all I can hear under it all is that you want more sex friends."

Coye sighed and said, "So? Maybe I'm the kind of person who is a total pervert who wants to be surrounded by women. I don't know myself, Shayla... but I want to..."

Having realized how much all this actually meant to him, Shayla was silent for a moment. "Sorry. I think I get it now. I shouldn't read into it too much, you're too pure and wholesome for that kind of thing."

"I-I'm not pure. Byng called me a dirty slut a-and I liked it..."

Shayla blushed and blinked multiple times. "...What in the fuck did I miss?"

"I'll tell you all about it soon, I promise." He laughed, and so did Shayla.

"Ok, so what about girls that frighten you? Are you going to give Tammy a chance if she shows interest in you? Britni?" Shayla asked, testing his resolve.

Coye shirked back for only a moment, out of reflex. He wouldn't magically be better with girls like those, he still had numerous issues to overcome. But the important thing was that for once in his life, he was ready to try. "Yeah. I'll give them a chance. Even if they don't like me that way, then... maybe I'll at least have made more friends."

"...Gods, was Byng's pussy lifechangingly good or something? You're acting like a whole different person!" She laughed, although felt a little inadequate by comparison.

"Not her pussy, just Byng herself. You, Suzette and Byng each bring out different sides of me, and I want to know how many more I have left to discover..."

"Just so we're clear, if you sleep around I am not gonna be go causing 'accidents' on any of these girls if you end up knocking anyone up."

"S-Shayla!"

"Knowing you, you probably forgot to even ask if Byng was on birth control..." Shayla sighed and Coye shrank.

"E-Even if I did, it turned out she was already on it!"

"So you did creampie her without asking." Shayla smirked.

"T-That's not the point! And besides, even if I did accidentally... um... well, I would take responsibility, no matter what!" He declared, taking offense at Shayla's vulgar humor.

She saw how serious he was and felt a little bad. "...Yeah, of course you would." she sighed as if proud of him and his simplicity.

"I support your decisions, baby. No matter what you want to do with your life, I'll be there for you. Whether you want to keep to your two little girlfriends, build a huge harem, or just go visit ever brothel in Karnalle, I'll have your back."

"Shayla..."

"But! I have a condition." She crossed her arms and glared at him. "You still haven't figured out how you're gonna get your own place yet. Looking around here makes me think Byng's got it made, so why don't you? You want a big boy harem, then get your own place. That's like... the bare minimum you need to do to get me to sign off on this bizarre new chapter of your life, ok? Talk to Suzette about it when you ask her out officially tomorrow."

Coye tilted his head, suddenly making an astute observation. "You keep bringing this up an awful lot, Shayla. Do... um... do you want a house or something?"

"Wha-" Shayla blushed. "No! It's not like it'd be some sort of big symbolic thing for me to finally have a place of my own to call home or anything, no!" She huffed. "And its not like I've dreamed about it my whole life or anything...!"

Coye started to laugh at how transparent she could be at times. "Right," he nodded his head. "I'll see if Suzette knows anything about getting a house."

"Good," she pouted, and Coye stood up to start walking to Byng's tent again.

He looked over his shoulder when he noticed Shayla wasn't following.

"And where do you think you're going?"

"I thought we were gonna go back to sleep."

Her glowing eyes darted around the place shiftily, and she idled about while playing with her thumbs. Coye could tell that she wanted something and turned back around to give her the attention she obviously craved. "What's wrong...?"

"Me? Oh, nothing... I mean...you did kinda brush over the fact that you have the same feelings for me as you did for Suzette and Byng," and Miss Whittle, but Coye knew better than to keep that one to himself. "So... if you're really gonna make that work, it's just got me think... where's my love, huh? You gonna go to bed without giving me any affection?"

Coye blushed, seeing Shayla was being a lot more direct about things than she usually was. "Did you want some?"

"Only in the interest of making it fair!" She lied. "If you talk a big game about loving lots of different ladies, then you've got to prove you've got what it takes to spread the love and not play favorites!"

He couldn't help smiling, and he sat back down by the campfire with her and opened his palm for her to fly onto. "What can I do to make things up to you, Shayla?" he asked, playing along.

She looked him in the face with narrow eyes, pausing and considering, before asking, "You kissed Byng, didn't you?"

"Um, yeah. How could you tell?"

"Intuition. I can also tell you ate her out, but that's down to the smell."

"She's messy..." Coye blushed.

"Figures," she sighed and then took a leaned over pose, looking up at him with obvious intentions. "Make it up to me. I couldn't be your first deep kiss on account of my size, so I want another normal one."

"Whenever you want," Coye smiled and gave the Pixie's lips exactly what they wanted. Her lips were so small he could barely feel them, if it weren't for the magical tingle they gave when she kissed him. He pulled away with a wide smile, and although Shayla held back a smile of her own, her wings twitched with visible excitement.

"Good enough," she nodded, fighting back a blush. "You should give me a little naughtier love, now."

"To make it fair?"

"Yes... that, and I'm also just horny." she shrugged and dropped pretenses. "I told you I kept waking up on and off while you two were hammering away, I can't help it if i want some!"

Coye laughed a little and said, "I don't know, Byng left me pretty wiped out..."

Shayla wasn't buying it. She raised an eyebrow and said, "Please, we both know you have more than enough to spare. Look," she pointed to his naked lower half, which already twitched with life at the idea of having a little fun with the pixie.

"Alright, I can't say no to you."

"Damn right you can't," Shayla pouted and snapped her fingers, disappearing her pajamas and joining him in the nude. She then sat down to all fours and turned around so her butt was pointed at him. She was already a little wet, but a little foreplay wouldn't hurt.

Coye got the idea and reached down with his pointer finger, bringing it into contact with her wet slit. It elicited an adorable moan once they touched, and Coye slowly started to trace his finger up and down.

"Mn," she shut her eyes, wings twitching. "Not too hard, baby... I want it gentle... you know, like lovers..."

Coye's heart beat at the proposition and he smiled. "Anything you want, Shayla." he told her, continuing to trace across her little lips and applying light pressure here and there.

He found great enjoyment playing with the pixie on his palm, his lust much more in control after all the fun with Byng. It allowed him to really slow things down and focus on his partner, studying her movements and doing things to maximize her pleasure. He tested different speeds and different stroke patterns, circling his finger around her tiny cunt and lightly flicking it across her clit, strumming it but never too intensely because he knew just how easy it would be to hurt her.

Shayla found great bliss at his attempts, noting how the boy was getting less clumsy with every sexual experience accumulated. Honestly, she encouraged the whole harem thing partially because of how much better it was making him at sex. It calmed him enough to look at things critically and less selfishly, which her poor, battered and stretched pussy desperately needed.

"W-Wait, wait...!" Shayla called out. Her breathing was growing heavier as his finger was coated in slick fairy juices, and as he pulled away he watched a thick web of strands connect him to her red, swollen and needy slit.

"You want me to keep going, or..."

"You can put it in now," Shayla moaned and sat upright. "I'm not in the mood for too much foreplay."

"Sounds good to me," Coye smiled as he gripped Shayla around her torso with his fist and brought her down to the tip of his excited cock.

Before he lowered her onto him, she looked up with expectant eyes and reminded him, "Just be gentle like I said," and then she bit her lower lip.

Coye nodded and followed her instructions, carefully lowering the Pixie down the length of his tip and feeling great resistance as her body swelled to accept him. She gasped and moaned, her head lolling back as she shut her eyes.

"Oh, fuck...!" She breathed in through her teeth, her hands reaching to her moderately large breasts and running them along their swell.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, just keep it up... nice and slow..." she muttered and Coye started to follow her instructions, slowly pulling her body down on his cock.

He found great enjoyment in the sensation. Even though Byng's pussy was tight and seemed to fight against him, Shayla's wasn't even built to accommodate him in the first place and that made it thrilling in its own way. He would never fit the entire thing inside, but what little he could get in more than made up for that unfortunate fact of life.

As Shayla sank further down his twitching cock and her stomach bulged as it always did, she looked up and saw the boy and the adorable expression on his face. He was flushed, his mouth slack, and he seemed to be in heaven. Because he was so thoroughly satisfied earlier in the night, he was able to go as slow as she wanted and he didn't feel the pressure to fuck her with reckless abandon like his libido usually demanded him to do. Even more than that, he looked like he enjoyed it just as much as when he was being rough with Shayla. If he really enjoyed himself despite having more lovers to choose from now, Shayla felt better about herself and her doubts were eased just a bit.

Still, she could be very needy at times and as he continued to carefully plunge into her, this neediness made itself known.

"Baby, I could use some dirty talk..." she whined up at him as his cock plunged just about to as far as it will get in her, and he could feel it constrict around him.

"R-Really?" He looked down and blushed even harder. He'd only just attempted such a thing earlier with Byng, and it embarrassed him but felt good. "What do you want me to say?"

Without much hesitation, she instantly whined, "Tell me how good my pussy feels... tell me its just as good as theirs..." seeming a little sad as she said it.

Coye was nervous at the idea of saying that kind of thing. He raelly didn't have a preference between the girls he'd been with thus far. He was equally attracted to them and having sex with each was a whole different kind of experience- but he also knew that Shayla suffered from a minor inferiority complex and that made him want to do anything he could to make her feel loved and pleased.

"Your pussy is amazing, Shayla..." he moaned as he said it, making it sound even more true. "It's so tight, a-and it turns me on really bad when I see you stretch so I can fit..."

"Really...?" She gasped.

"Yeah, and I love it when I cum inside you and you look pregnant..."

"Of course you do, you little pervert," she laughed as he continued to pump into her, growing more desperate as his words brought lewder and lewder thoughts to the forefront of his mind. "I guess that's one thing I can do for you that no one else can..." she giggled.

"You're special to me, Shayla... and I'm only a pervert because you made me this way..."

"Eh, i think you... mn... had it in your all along and it just needed an excuse to break out..."

"Thank you for giving me that excuse..." he moaned as his pleasure heightened, his excitement forcing him to increase his speed and tempo a bit more. "I'm... I'm much happier now because of you..."

"Show me how happy you are..." Shayla bit her lower lip and her voice became husky. "Fill me up the way you love so much, baby..."

"Shayla..."

"Do it...!"

Coye let out a deep grunt as he pushed Shayla down as far as her little body would allow him to do, and his ball pulsated as he released stream after stream of hot semen deep into the pixie's womb. As ever, she became swollen at the deluge of liquid manhood, and once she'd filled to the brim it poured out of her like a rushing stream.

Even as he came, Coye made Shayla even happier by mumbling a series of praises. "Shayla, I love your pussy... I love it so much... so good... so good...!"

"Oh, gods, Coye-" Shayla came over and over again as the penetration and creampie sent her senses into overdrive, while the praise made her ego feel even better than she imagined it would. It heightened her ecstasy, leaving her a swollen, twitching mess by the time the boy was finished orgasming.

He groaned and basked in the afterglow for several moments before slowly sliding her off of him, her tightness putting up token resistance as a loud popping sound came out as he did. She whimpered, but was pleased without a doubt.

After a few moments of recovering, she spoke and rubbed her swollen stomach. "Look at what you did to me, baby... that's all you..."

Coye gulped.

"What a weird fetish," she sighed, giving him a bit to appreciate it before she snapped her fingers and did who knows what with the semen and returned her body to its normal state. "Although I guess seeing a girl looking pregnant is more normal than getting off on tomboy stank."

"I-I don't get off on-"

Shayla gave him an incredulous look, causing him to sigh and realize this was not a hill worth dying on.

She laughed, but as she sat up she tilted her head and blushed. "Hey, you... actually meant all those things you said, right? You weren't just dirty talking to make me feel better, yeah?"

Coye's expression gave her no room for doubt. "Of course I was telling the truth. I don't think i have it in me to lie about things like that..."

Shayla was quiet, but soon a wide smile graced her face. "Yeah, that's true..." she laughed and stretched her body out and let out a yawn. "I feel great right now. It didn't hurt at all this time, since you were so gentle with me. That, or maybe my body is just getting more used to yours? Who knows."

"Either way, I'm happy..." Coye sighed with contentment, then looked back toward Byng's tent. "I've been gone for a while now, I should really get back before Byng wakes up and wonders where I am..."

"All the same to me, I'm pretty tired now, too..." and satisfied, but that was left unsaid.

Coye looked to her for a moment until it was clear there was something he wanted to ask her. She tilted her head and eventually caved, asking, "Yes...?"

"I was just, um... wondering if it was possible your magic could do something about Byng's snoring..."

Shayla started to laugh. "Trouble in paradise?"

"She sounds like a starving dragon..." Coye looked down, embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I was already gonna clear that up." She giggled, much to Coye's relief. "Go and check that she's still asleep before I sneak back in."

"Kay," Coye smiled and as he approached the tent he heard her snoring grow increasingly louder. He looked back at Shayla and nodded, and together they re-entered Byng's little shelter.

Shayla snapped her fingers and cause Byng's nose to glow lightly for a split second, and it caused her to sneeze, but she didn't wake up and the snoring ceased entirely. Coye was filled with relief as he approached the pile of pelts and resumed his position as Byng's big spoon, who shifted and grumbled in her sleep as he did but didn't wake. He looked over to Shayla and waved goodnight at her as she dug under his hat, and she returned the wave by blowing him a kiss and telling him, 'Night, baby. Good job today.'

This faint praise was enough to make him happy as he fell to sleep for the second time, snuggling up to his new lover. Even Shayla didn't have it in her to let her jealousy get in the way of the peacefulness that washed over her as she drifted off and began regenerating what was left of her empty mana reserves.