Fairy Part 7

“Come on, you asshole!” A voice stirred Coye from a peaceful rest deeper than any he’d had the pleasure of experiencing before now. “You think you can just do what you did to me and sleep the day away? Really? Wake up!”

The boy yawned, turning over in his mattress. Whatever was bothering him, he was sure it would fade sooner or later, so he paid it no mind and nuzzled himself into his blanket, an innocent smile on his face.

Shayla kicked him in the nose. While it wasn’t strong, an added magical effect to the attack zapped him like a shock of static electricity. That woke the boy straight up, jolting him out of bed.

“Wha...?” Coye looked around aimlessly at his tent, searching for the source of his rude awakening. All he found was the morning sunlight creeping peeking in through the tent flap until he looked back at his pillow. Floating above it was a very irritated and exhausted naked pixie whose limbs fell flat at her sides. She couldn’t stand and had to make do by using her wings to hover in place.

As he looked into Shayla’s weary eyes, the events of the night before flooded his mind. Coye felt a maelstrom of conflicting emotions, including shame, pleasure, and satisfaction, the more he remembered his embarrassing night. He was like an animal, a drooling beast.

After Shayla passed out, Coye could hardly even think for himself. It took him four orgasms until he wore himself out enough to sleep, pumping into her with a mindless smile all the while.

Even now, Coye couldn’t shake his hunger for more. The pretty pixie was still naked, and he gulped at the sight.

“Are you kidding me?!” Shayla groaned, giving up her attempt to fly in place. She fell against the pillow as she asked while laughing in disbelief, “Even after all that, you seriously want more?”

“N-No,” He shook his head as his cheeks reddened. “I just got distracted because, um, you look so beautiful this morning...”

There was silence as Shayla judged his answer. She narrowed her glowing eyes and nodded, a faint blush appearing. “Hmph, good answer, pretty boy.”

“Are you ok?” Coye scooted closer to the bed.

Shayla raised a single finger and summoned her outfit from the day before, less she gave the boy any more temptation. “Ngh... let’s just say you are so, SO lucky I barely have any inner organs.”

He remembered Shayla’s swollen tummy, and nature began to take its course. Coye blushed harder and leaned forward to hide his morning wood. “I’m sorry... I couldn’t control myself, it all just kept coming, and I needed-”

“More?”

“Y-Yeah... I just had to keep going and going, and no matter how hard I did, nothing was enough.”

“Good to know,” Shayla snapped back at him.

“Oh, uh, it wasn’t your fault,” he tried to defend his poor choice of words. “It was me. I-I just had to keep going, and, um...”

The pixie sighed, amazed he could be so dense. Shayla knew what he meant, but it still irritated her that she couldn’t satisfy her mate by herself. Worse was that Coye outright said it wasn’t enough. That stung, regardless of his intention.

“We’re gonna have to step things up, I think. As great as the sex was, there’s no way I can handle you by myself.” Shayla admitted with a moping frown.

“Really?” Coye reacted in a way that surprised her. She expected apprehension, but now that he had a taste of sex and lost his virginity, the idea of more sexual adventures brought a stupid grin to his face that irritated her even further.

“Yep, I think I’ll have to scope out your options and start making plans as soon as we're back in town.” Although she was upset, Shayla grinned at the thought all the same. She hoped that helping Coye get laid by way of her guidance and her bag of pixie tricks would be enough to bottle up her frustrations.

“Um, h-how are you going to do that? I thought you didn’t want to be seen.”

“Go grab that hat you always wear and cover me up with it.”

The puppy-like boy did as asked, failing to hide his erection as he stood. Shayla felt an itch between her legs at the sight of it but forced herself to show some restraint. It didn’t matter how much he begged or how much she wanted it. He wasn’t getting any fairy pussy today.

Coye put his cap on top of Shayla, and a second later, it shone with a blue light. “There we go, now I can look out the inside of your hat like it’s a window, and no one will see me. It’ll also hide my presence from mages, too.” She sounded proud of herself as she bragged, “Hold up a random number of fingers, and I’ll prove it!”

He did, and she responded, “Three. Plus one really hard dick.” Shayla giggled as she watched him realize he had lifted his hand from his crotch.

Coye hunched over again as he grabbed his clothes and started to dress. “Ok, b-but, I have another question. How will you give me advice without other people hearing you talking to me?”

‘Yeah, about that,’ Shayla flexed her magic as she directly poured her words into Coye’s empty head with telepathy. It was so sudden that it shocked the boy enough that he tripped while sliding his foot into his trousers. ‘I’ll just talk to you like this whenever we’re around other people.’

“B-But, won’t I look crazy if I’m mumbling up at my hat all the time...?”

“Yeah,” Shayla laughed, “So maybe don’t go around doing that.”

He pulled his undershirt on over his head and frowned. “But...”

“Did you think I was just gonna sit there give you all the answers to hook up with other chicks? Nuh-uh, where’s the fun in that? I’d rather help opportunities ‘appear’ and give you general advice so I can watch you try and awkwardly squirm your way into their pants.”

Coye froze as he buckled his leather gauntlet. “I-I can’t do that, I-”

“Coye,” Shayla cut him off with a disappointed grumble coming from under his hat. “Trust me. Girls will eat you up, and if you want more, you’re gonna have to work for it. Isn’t that what you want? More pussy and more girls than you know what to do with it?”

His face filled with flush and shame as he thought about whether or not this was true. This sense of shame only increased when Coye realized that, yes, more pussy was without a doubt what he wanted more than anything. At least for now, he was more interested in exploring the opposite sex than he was in exploring dark forests.

Coye had recently been promoted to a silver-ranked adventurer, anyway, so now was an excellent time to start taking things easy for a while as he worked through whatever he was going through.

He tightened his fists and nodded to himself.

“Ok. I’ll do it.” Coye declared as he buckled his gauntlet with conviction. “I-I’ll talk to girls and follow your advice. I promise!”

Shayla peaked out from under the hat, a broad smile on her face. “Damn right you will. You almost ready to set off?”

“Just about,” Coye ate all of his rations thanks to the hunger of the forest, so there’d be no breakfast this morning. All that remained was finishing suiting up and packing up the magic tent.

Stepping back to the bed, he bent down and removed the cap from the pixie with one hand and scooped Shayla up with the other. Coye raised her level with his face, an awkward smile forming as he stared at her. “Thank you for becoming my partner, Shayla.” He said, smooth as silk.

It was a confident and unexpected move, so much so that it made her heart skip a beat. “Pft,” Shayla blew a raspberry and averted her gaze to hide her embarrassment. “Don’t worry about it, big guy. We’re in this together from now on. Got it?”

“Got it.” Coye smiled and brought her to his lips, where he gave the pixie a soft kiss.

Shayla was stunned at his forwardness, but it wasn’t like her to remain shy for long. She hugged his cheeks and kissed his lower lip back in return, and the two stayed like that for several intimate moments before he pulled away.

There were too many things that they wanted to say to each other, but Shayla was tired, and Coye was hungry. He stashed the pixie in one of his belt pouches so she could take a nap in comfort as they traveled, then packed up his magic tent and took off towards Cransmere.