Liam Deckard

Patreon Exclusive - Caelthorn Chronicles Pt. 1 Script

Added 2025-05-03 21:45:53 +0000 UTC

In case you prefer to read your smut I thought it might be fun to upload the script I wrote for my first High Fae Fantasy Audio :) Hope you enjoy.

MUSIC CUE

TRANSITION

*It's nighttime in the small village of New Cobbleton. The air is warm. Crickets chirp. It's peaceful. The only light in your small home comes from the embers flickering in the hearth, not yet extinguished. Your body is comfortable tucked beneath your ragged quilt. It's bedtime but you can't quite fall asleep. Just like the embers glowing in the fireplace there is a heat inside you... between your legs a warmth. You can't remember the last time you allowed your hand to wander beneath your nightgown to satisfy you... the stresses of tending to the farm, hunting, taking care of the family. They always get in the way. But maybe tonight you can allow yourself some pleasure... just for you. Yes. Just this once. as your hand trails gently down your chest and stomach toward the wetness growing between your thighs suddenly...

*TELEPORTATION*

In a burst of pale purple light a man appears in your small home...

*PANTING*

Hello.

*He stands six and a half feet tall, hair dark as the night, cut short as to be more effecient in combat. He wears a shimmering black tunic, open just enough to reveal the intricate tattoos that weave and arc across his chest. His eyes are a translucent green, like stained glass in a temple... the temple in this case is his towering body. You recognize his kind immediately. This sort of beauty can't be mortal. Somewhere deep in your bones you can feel the masculine presence that radiates from him and you know.... he is high Fae. A being from the realm beyond.

*Footsteps*

Don't be alarmed. Please. I mean you no harm.

I understand you're frightened. It isn't very common for someone to just... pop in like this.

Where are my manners? I'm Sylas. Sylas Vaelwyn and...

I take it by my entrance you know what I am? Good.

I've been watching you... from afar.

I promise it's not as odd as it sounds... or actually maybe it's just as odd as it sounds.

As unexpected as this may be I am here to make a deal with you. Something mutually beneficial.

Okay Take a deep breath for me. I need to know you can hear and understand my words.

You'll have to forgive any sloppy turns of phrase. I'm not very versed in speaking your tongue.

Huhhh where do I begin? Mind if I take a seat?

*CHAIR AND FOOTSTEP SOUND*

I've been having these shimmering visions. They came to me while I was resting many nights ago. I saw visions of a mortal woman... hair the same as yours... Skin like yours... a figure like yours. But a face I could not see.

I began craving this woman. Of course I knew I could never speak of a vision like this... To admit I had a craving for a mortal woman would be a death sentence where I come from. As you surely know I am forbidden to so much as speak to someone like you, but yet I couldn't shake this dream.

Every time I had this vision I became more insatiable. The perfection of the fae realm doesn't satisfy me. I've always known I have a taste for mortal women. The Fae are without flaw... skin smooth and taut... never a hair out of place. It disgusts me. It feels artificial.

This vision of a mortal woman satisfies me. Skin with stretch marks... eyes that show the tiredness of a hard days work. The scent of a real woman... not a perfume manufactured to conjure pleasure. This is my vision. My craving.

I began to search for the woman who resembled this vision. Then I saw you. Tending your field.

You had Curves that are healthy and full... Sweat on your brow... Your breasts pressed against the white linen of your smock. I have craved you endlessly since.

As I've observed from afar I have scanned your feelings... your thoughts. I know what you fear. I know that your crops are not producing and winter is fast approaching.

I have abilities... power. I can make your crops bloom and produce more than they ever have. Your fields will be teeming with life, your harvest more bountiful than you can imagine. One enchantment... one wave of my hand and your entire property will become more abundant than you can imagine.... I only ask one thing in return.

You allow me to appear hear... once per week. The last night of the week... and quench my thirst for mortal flesh. Let me use your beautifully flawed body to satisfy my carnal urges.

In exchange I will give you what you so desperately seek and bless your harvest... all I ask is an hour alone with you every seven days to do with you what you wish.

Deal? Good.

I'm sure you understand the risks involved with allowing a high fae to enter you... for now I want to ease in... Tonight I only want to allow my hand to enter you. I desire nothing more than to pleasure you and allow you to experience a glimpse of what I can provide your body.

remove your blanket... now come sit on my lap.

Ahhhhh.

I'm going to take my hand and stroke your body beginning at your collarbone and working my way to your entrance. When I reach your hole I will say the word "Open" when I do you will spread your legs for me and I will enter you with two fingers...

The rest is up to you....

Feel my hand. My touch. The slightest graze. The softest stroke.

Your breasts are so full like fruit that I want dripping down my chin. My hand is big enough to practically squeeze them both at the same time.

Your stomach soft and supple. The way you smell is intoxicating.

Feel my hand as it grazes your thighs... lifts your nightgown. Feel my grip on your legs...

You're so wet... I never knew mortal girls could be so wet. It's dripping down your legs.

MMMMM... You're already shaking. Feel my hand inch closer to your pussy. That filthy creamy little mortal girl pussy...

I crave it. I crave you. I want to feel you squeeze and moan as I slide my fingers in and out of your tight little hole...

Are you ready?

Beg me. Beg me. Say my name. Sylas. And Beg me to save your crops.

Beg me to press these immortal fingers inside of you.

I can't believe you're so desperate that you'd sell your body to me for a few fruits and vegetables.

LAUGH.

Open.

Moans

Feel me.

Take me.

Ohhhhh.

Feel the length of my fingers... the warmth that emenates from them..

The way I can make them vibrate on command.

I know these fingers are bigger and firmer than any mortal cock you've ever had.

Imagine what it will feel like next week when I bury my manhood inside your dripping hole... When you feel the pleasure that can only come from the cock of a high fae.

MMMM

Take my fingers deeper....

Moan

Take another finger....

I can feel your thoughts... you are a filthy girl.

My little mortal girl.

I can feel you ready to cum... you can't stop squirming on my lap...

Beg me.

Beg your fae lord for the pleasure you seek.

Don't you dare cum until I command it.

Gooooood. Good little human girl.

My obedient little mortal slut.