Forest Spirit Boyfriend E'zei (complete)

    “Here’s your order, ma’am.”

    I take the bag from off the counter, a little miffed at being called ma’am, but it really doesn’t matter. I just want to get home, get into my pajamas, and plant myself at the TV for the entirety of the weekend. 

    As I walk outside and I am struck with the vivid recollection of how this town used to look back when I was little. Even then it was small and mostly trees. Hearthway Hollow was also that cute, picturesque sort of place. Even with everything that it was, it was normal and cozy. All the people knew each other. Now, it had grown so much in just the twenty years I had lived here.

    Having moved here at three with my dad the Hearthway forest was what I called my first home. The tall trees were the giants in my fairy tales, and the damp banks of moss and bugs were my kingdoms. I would steal my father’s spellbooks and take them to my hiding places, reading them as I tended to my secret strawberry patch. I don’t know why I kept a strawberry patch a secret, I was a kid and just wanted some magic and mystery to my tiny life.

    It was during one of these stolen moments I accidentally caused a bit of mayhem. My father’s books weren’t meant for the novice, let alone a precocious kindergarten with a penchant for strawberry plants. I didn’t know what powers I held, let alone what powers could be, and I had yet learned to respect any of them. It was this that led me to summon a creature that still stalks about the Hearthway Forest and is quite possibly the reason so many wild wolves are appearing these days.

    Once I get home with my takeout, I set it down and instantly strip off my clothes. I go to my bedroom where I quickly tug on the oversized hoodie I always wore and a pair of fuzzy socks. I then hear a tapping on my window, and I scowl at the glass, seeing only my reflection there.

    The tapping continues, going off the tune of ‘Shave and a Haircut.’ I roll my eyes and walk out of my room, going out the sliding glass door. Sure enough, I see the great big, black figure stooped over my window.

    “What do you want, E’zei?” I ask, shoving my hands into the pockets of the hoodie.

    E’zei rises, standing a head above the roof of the house. His eyes widen ever so slightly from under the hanging vines and moss on his head. They’re all black, looking almost like hollow sockets. He’s silent and still, much like the forest around him. He then stretches out his long arm. His hand in clutching something and as the many joints of his fingers uncurl he shows to me the little terrified bunny in his palm.

    “I had to smack one of those awful wolves,” E’zei says.

    I reach out, taking the rabbit and stroking it’s head. It starts to settle and curls into my chest. The little thing is bleeding a bit, but it’s mainly just scared. This isn’t the first time E’zei had brought me an animal intended to be part of the Hearthway Hollow ritual. He has saved many a deer, elk, boar, and too many rabbits to count, and all because he can’t stand the wolves and their ways.

    E’zei was the creature I summoned. He’s ancient and powerful, a formal primal deity who had been forgotten but still strikes fear even in the powers that be. I fed him my strawberries, and he grew a fondness for me. He watched over me as a child and brought my father the injured animals he would save from the wolves. 

    I take the bunny inside, placing it in the small pen my father had made back when E’zei first started bringing us animals. I then go back outside and look up at E’zei. “Have you got nothing better to do than smack the wolves?”

    E’zei chuckles. “Many things,” he growls. “But I prefer to torment them.”

    I frown, I know E’zei is a creature that could do so much harm to the world. He’s not a good spirit by any means. Yet he chooses to devote his time and energy to making sure the wolves of Hearthway Hollow are inconvenienced and even scared. He’s supposed to be a power with no master, but here he is, never straying too far from the house.

    “Then will that be all for the night?” I scoff. “I’m kind of busy.”

    E’zei chuckles. “Watching TV until you pass out on the couch with a take out box in your hand doesn’t count as busywork, dear Katya.”

    I scowl up at him. “I only did that once!”

    “Waking up with fried rice in your hair is pretty much a sign your life isn’t going down a right path, dear Katya,” E’zei wheezes as he tries to keep from laughing.

    I frown and his stretches out his hand. His fingers have two many joints to them and remind me of a spider’s legs. He flicks the tip of my nose but he pushes a bit too hard, and I fall back on the porch.

    “Ow!” I snap, holding my face and butt at the same time.

    E’zei gasps and his eyes shimmer for a moment before they look hollow again. His arm coils back into the shroud of his body and he leans over the porch railing.

    “What the fuck were you trying to do?” I snap at him. 

    He breathes, but he doesn’t move or say anything.

    I grunt and stand up, rubbing my sore hip where I fell. I glare at him, then go back into the house, slamming the sliding glass door as best I can. I grab my bag of food and sit down on the sofa. Looking back to the door I see E’zei standing out there, his strange hands placed to the glass.

    His skin looks like white birch, all white with dark patches. It’s smooth but also sort of tight and sinewy. I lean back in the sofa, trying to ignore him so I can enjoy my evening. E’zei’s fingers rap on the glass slow and faint. I ignore him as I take out a carton, digging into the spicy noodles.

    His fingers continue to tap, and I have to snap a dirty look in his direction. His fingers still where they are, and he tilts his head to the side.

    “Do you have nothing better to do?” I grump.

    “I didn’t mean for you to fall over,” he says, the glass fogging and frosting over as he speaks. “I only meant to tap.”

    “That’s no apology,” I grumble at him.

    E’zei’s fingers claw through the frost on the glass so he can peer back inside. “Let me so I can,” he says.

    “Do you think I’m stupid?” I wave my hand around. “You can’t fit in here. Your horns would tear up the ceiling.”

    He sits down on the ground, his knees bent up and near his ears. “I can scuttle about like this,” he says.

    I’m eating fat dumplings as I watch him. For something that is supposed to be an unfathomable horror of the primordial world, he’s absolutely ridiculous. I shake my head, biting into another dumpling as I try to pay attention to my show.

    “Dear Katya, please let me make my amends,” he whines.

    I scoff and stand up, going over to the door. I open it, and he slips inside, crawling around on all fours in my home. His horns hit the roof, scraping down drywall. 

“Oh come on!” I slap my hand to my forehead. 

E’zei goes over to the sofa where he lays down beside it.

    I step over him to get back onto the couch. “Other girls get a normal house cat,” I grumble as I flop down on the sofa. “But no,” I roll my eyes. “My cat is a dark deity.”

    E’zei chuckles and his fingers coil around my ankle. “You’re lucky to have me. Do you know how many have tried?”

    I tug my leg up and curl them under the blanket. “Wouldn’t they all be shocked to know what an entitled and spoiled brat you’ve become.”

    “I can still cause the damage of old like I used to,” he snickers. “Just because I prefer to torment the wolves around here, don’t call me such names.” E’zei lifts his head and places it on the arm of the couch. “Remember Roanoke?” He asks.

    I arch a suspect brow at him. “Was that you?”

    “No,” he grins, his mouth filled with rows of too many teeth. “But the one who did wishes he was a quarter of me.”

    “Why are you bragging to me?” I ask. I waved my hand out. “Go scare that Mrs. Locklear and her spirit. Go brag to them and see what happens.”

    “I care not about the others,” E’zei whispers. “You’re the only one I do.”

    I look him over, seeing a gleam in his eyes and a smile on his lips I’d never seen before. I huff and glance back to the TV. “Well, isn’t that nice?” I huff.

    I wake up the next morning tucked into the bed. Sitting up and looking at the clock I don’t remember ever moving from the sofa to my bedroom at all. I then see pine needles, and moss dusted all over the floor, and I realize E’zei must have brought me to bed.

    He’s gone from the house, but the sliding glass door is wide open. I scoff, closing it as I wonder how many animals must have roamed through my house all night. The little rabbit is sleeping peacefully in the pen, and it looks like the blood must have come from the wolf and not him.

    I’m getting tea ready, and as I take out my favorite mug, something jumps onto the counter beside me.

    “Good morning,” it says.

    I scream and drop my mug. It bounces off my big toe, luckily it didn’t break, but my toe had seen better days.

    “What the fuck?” I yell.

    E’zei has taken the form of a very strange looking cat. Everything about him looks like a cat, but it’s all just a little bit off. He chuckles and wiggles his butt in the air. “You said you wanted a cat.”

    I grab him by the scruff of his neck, feeling some pleasure in the fact I can do that now. “You did that on purpose!”

    He starts to purr, or well, it was the sort of terrifying purr Cthulu would have.

    I scoff and toss him. He falls upward, landing on the ceiling where he walks around, tilting his head back and forth as he walks.

    “What are the plans for today?” He asks.

    “Nothing,” I reply. “I have no work, no homework, nothing. So that’s what I plan to do. Nothing.”

    E’zei sits on the ceiling just above my head. “You should grocery shop.”

    I glare up at him. “Why?”

    “Because.”

    I open my fridge, finding it deserted aside from the condiment bottles in the door. “Oh,” I murmur.

    “You eat our too much, dear Katya. It isn’t good for you,” E’zei taunts.

    I snarl under my breath as I turn back to my tea. “If I can walk,” I say as I look down at my big toe, already showing signs of a fine bruising. 

    “I can carry you,” E’zei says. He smiles, and like some horror show Cheshire cat all his teeth are on full display.

    “Please don’t. I have it bad enough, I don’t want anyone else cursed with you.” I take a long drink of my tea and sigh.

    “Since I am your pretty kitty, I feel I must join you,” he taunts. “You can’t stop me you know?” He growls.

    I look up at him. “I may not know much, but that is the one truth of the world I can rely on.” I walk out of the kitchen, and he follows above me.

    “Can you just like...not?” I snap up at him.

    ‘I’m having fun,” he smirks again.

    I shake my head and go into the bedroom. I start to change, so I can go to into town early and get my shopping done with as quick as possible. 

    Town is always a little busy, nowadays it seems like new people move in on a daily basis. I could remember days where, when my father and I shopped, there was no one around. We could go up and down every single aisle in the grocery store twice and never run across anybody. Nowadays that would be the sign of something horrible.

    I left E’zei outside as I shopped, going around trying to find the ever moving sale section. As I was sniffing fruit in the produce section, I couldn’t help but overhear the conversation of a couple of women.

    “Such an odd thing,” one said.

    “I’ve never seen a cat like that before.” The other shook her head, and I grew still. 

    I turned to look at the women, and they were looking out the window. I saw E’zei, clawing and meowing at the window.

    “Does it look weird to you?” The first woman whispered.

    The second shook her head. “It does but...I don’t know why. It seems really odd doesn’t it?”

    I glare at E’zei as he fusses at the window and then quickly move along. 

    Once I leave the grocery store, E’zei comes bounding up to me. “What took you so long?” He hisses. “There’s so many wolves around here!”

    “Yeah, no shit,” I scoff.

    E’zei says something mocking under his breath.

    I start to cross the road to get to parking lot, but as I do, a car comes around the corner, going faster than it should. It races towards me.

    The next thing I know E’zei is full sized and standing over the car that is flipped over. There are screams all around us, people panicking at the strange creature now suddenly in the center of the shopping district.

    E’zei is snarling and barring down on the car, pushing it until the glass shatters outward. “How dare you try to hurt my Katya!” He roars.

    “E’zei stop!” I grab hold of him and try to pull him back.

    He’s panting and growling. “My Katya!” He bellows.

    “E’zei!” I scream, and he finally turns. “We need to go!”

    He scoops me up, and in a moment we’re back in the forest. Where we are is dark, and the air is chilled. The light that comes through the trees is flittered and shifting. E’zei sets me down, and then the shopping cart spills out on the ground.

    “Are you hurt?” He touches my face, this time he’s gentle.

    “I’m fine,” I huff.

    His eyes narrow. “That fool almost hit you. You should have let me kill him!”

    “No,” I grab hold of his wrist. “It’s not worth it.”

    E’zei snarls. “To me, it would be.” 

    I sit down on a mossy rock and try to collect myself. “Everybody saw you, E’zei,” I whisper. 

    “I don’t care,” he sits down before me. “Let them know.” He slips his fingers under my chin. “As long as they know you are guarded that is all I care about. I could kill them all tomorrow and sleep like a baby for the rest of my life.”

    “And what about me?” I ask.

    “I pushed you over last night, and I watched over you the entire time you slept to make sure you weren’t in any pain.” He combs his fingers through my hair, getting tangled in the curls. “You tell me.”

    I had always known E’zei had held a fondness for me, but I never knew how deep it was. I never really knew how much affection I held for him either, but I was starting to feel it.

    “Do you-” I hesitate, afraid to ask the question. “Do you love me?” I look into his eyes, and he blinks slowly.

    “Love is something I shouldn’t know,” he says. “And yet I do.”

    I take a breath and chuckle nervously. “Oh. I see. You’re trying to tease me.”

    E’zei tilts my chin up, making me look at him. “Never.” He dips down, brushing his lips against mine. He snarls, pressing in closer.

    A shudder goes through the forest. The trees move and groan, and for a moment the canopy closes, and no light comes through. The forest feels like it is draped in night even though it is late morning.

    “I would destroy the whole world if it meant saving you,” E’zei snarls. “I would have done it for nothing before.”

    I place my hands on his chest and lower my eyes. “That’s...surprisingly sweet, E’zei.”

    “I would understand if your feelings do not match mine.” E’zei takes one of my hands and nuzzles his face to it. “You do not have to.”

    I cup my hand around his cheek, and he looks to me. “I do love you E’zei,” I murmur. “I just...I never really understood it.”

    “I don’t blame that,” he chuckles. He kisses my neck, and I melt a little. His lips are a little rough, but he feels warm in the cold of the forest. His hands wrap around my waist, pushing up my shirt and touching bare skin.

    I gasp as his teeth drag down my neck and his fingers search for more bare skin to touch. He unzips my jacket and nuzzles to my chest and soft belly until I’m pushed down onto the moss. I’m not sure what’s happening, but I am enjoying his touch and an yearning for more.

    His fingers trail down my center, and he growls deep in his chest. “It has been a long time since I’ve mated,” he says. “Even then I have not felt this desire before.” He presses his nose between my legs and against my mound. “I’m scared.”

    I moan softly and reach down, petting between his horns. “It’s ok,” I whisper. I had never thought E’zei could ever feel fear, but it comforts me to know he’s also nervous in this moment.

    “I have thought about laying with you often,” he makes his snarling confession. “I have imagined being buried between your soft thighs to the point I hated myself.”

    I bite my lip, having also wondered what being with E’zei would be like. Many magic users have laid with spirits and others to advance their skills and powers. I had often imagined not just that, but how E’zei must feel.

    “Don’t hate yourself,” I pant. 

    E’zei snarls, his long black tongue licks down my center. He pushes his head under my skirt, and I squeak when I feel him licking at the front of my panties. I gasp and squirm, grasping a horn as he starts to moan.

    His tongue moves around my underwear and slips along my slit. He growls and slurps, making loud, desperate noises as his primal self is starting to show.

    “E’zei,” I mewl as his tongue pushes through. It slips inside me, coiling and slithering. I throw my head back, gasping in pleasure as he growls and slurps.

    The primal sounds that grow from his throat feel the forest, making everything go quiet with fear. His fingers dig into my thighs and rear as his horn snags my skirt and rips it off. I look down, seeing his eyes are wide and going a bit white. He looks wild, crazy, and yet I know he is being gentle with me.

    His tongue inside me feels thick and squishy. I squeeze around him, rolling my hips to meet his efforts. I’m swooning and gasping. The sweat on my skin makes me feel cold in the darkness of the trees.

    I cry out, thighs squeezing around E’zei’s head as my inner walls convulse around his tongue. The heat that radiates from my core floods throughout my body, going to ever tip. I fall back on the cold moss, gasping for breath as I begin to melt.

    “Sumptuous,” E’zei snarls as he stands. His licks his lips and stands over me. “Shall I continue mating?”

    I moan and stretch on the rocks. “One moment,” I purr.

    E’zei bends over me, kissing me and rubbing to my body. I feel his cock against my belly, and I have a flutter of excitement. I reach down, touching the tip. He snarls, hips bucking and pressing his tip into my palm.

    “Now,” he growls and rises. I see his cock standing between his legs, the tip oozing. It’s black like his tongue, sharp and covered by strange bumps.

    I bite my lip, wondering if I can take such a thing. I reach down, opening myself with my fingers. “E’zei,” I mewl. “Just be gentle.”

    E’zei snarls happily and climbs on top of me. He pins my hands down above my head and spreads my thighs. I gasp in shock, feeling him rubbing up and down my slit. He grunts and growls, rutting before he finally pushes towards the entrance.

    He pushes inside slow, letting me feel every inch, every bump, and vein. I squeeze leg legs around me and gasp as he takes me. I stretch to accommodate him, but every moment is a deep pleasure.

    E’zei then pulls out and just as I feel disappointed he shoves back inside. I cry out, and he moves. He goes fast then slow, breathing hard to keep his efforts tame. He then starts thrusting again, moving the rocks we’re on top of.

    The trees start to sway and shiver. Glittering light filters from above, falling on us. E’zei’s voice carries through the woods, echoing around us. His grunts and moans as desperate and eager. I can tell he’s holding back for my sake. 

    I squeeze around him as he starts to throb. His moans are becoming more and more unbalanced. He looks at me, and I nod, giving him permission. 

    E’zei throws his head back, letting out a sound that would have been commonplace eons ago. It shakes the trees and moves the ground. Inside me, I feel his heat and power. It fills me until my eyes roll into the back of my head. I fall limp against the moss, gasping for breath as the world goes quiet and still.

    E’zei lays beside me, watching me expectantly, a hint of worry to his eyes.

    I smile, finally finding the strength to do so. “What?” I croak.

    E’zei gasps and nuzzles to me. “My Katya, are you hurt?”

    “I may not be able to walk but-” I chuckle as I kiss him. “I will live happily.”

    E’zei sighs, closing his eyes as he rests his body. “I was worried,” he whispers. “You’re so fragile, I would never want to be the one who harmed you.”

    I hold him, snuggling close to his strange form. “You did wonderful,” I whisper. “I would never have agreed if I didn’t trust you.”

    E’zei sighs and lays his hand over my body. “I’ll love you forever, my Katya, my mate.”

    I smile softly. “I will do the same,” I tell him. “My E’zei.”