Here's my contribution, just for all of you! Hugs, and may the Muse be with you =)
“For the Love of a Leprechaun”
The meadow was quiet this morning; silence hung in the air
as dense and heavy as the thick fog blanketing the surrounding forest. Small
dewdrops clung to long blades of grass, tugging their tips down to the earth in
a gentle caress. Although it was barely beginning to awaken under the first
rays of dawn, the ground was warm to the touch, fully embracing the onslaught
of spring.
A single drop of water fell from the leaf it had been poised
upon. As it splashed down upon the forehead of an unsuspecting sleeping maiden,
her golden hair exploded in a frenzied flurry as she was startled awake. When
she stopped thrashing, an embarrassed smile quirked across her full lips as she
realized the enemy she’d been fighting so fiercely was simply her own leaf-sewn
blanket.
Inquisitive green eyes surveyed the area surrounding her as
she searched for signs of danger before moving. Satisfied when no foreign
sounds disrupted the serenity of the glade, Lyris stretched her arms slowly
above her head. The leaf blanket that had been clinging to her fell and
gathered around her slender waist. She gasped as the crisp morning breeze
curled lazily against her skin, as chill bumps raced across her naked flesh.
A normal woman may have been tempted to allow her fingertips
to stray, to chase the wind’s caress with her own. She may have cupped her
heavy breasts in her hands, tenderly grazing the tightened peaks as she closed
her eyes and moaned softly…but Lyris was not a normal woman. She was completely
innocent of desires of the flesh, completely free of sexual tension and hunger.
Although she was anatomically perfect, her body had never
known pleasure in that way. Her graceful neck had never been kissed, her
slender shoulders had never been caressed; her beautifully sculpted breasts and
slender waist had never been held. The innocence of her smooth hips and shapely
thighs had never been plundered by a lover, male or female. It wasn’t that she
didn’t secretly wish for those things to happen…she just couldn’t experience
physical pleasure until her true mate revealed himself and unlocked the other
half of her soul.
Rising to her feet, she padded silently across the short
distance separating her from the nearby stream. A soft smile graced her lips as
she paused for a minute to watch a couple of bunny babies frolicking on its
banks. They saw her, and froze in place. The elder of the two wiggled his nose while
he took in her scent, and after sensing no threat coming from her, used the
opportunity to head butt the smaller bunny into the cold running water.
Stifling the laugh that bubbled in her at the wee one’s plight, she turned, and
began following the stream to its source.
Lyris reached the small waterfall in a matter of moments,
and without pausing walked directly under the spray. She gasped out loud as the
frigid water splashed down on her, rinsing away the dust of her earthen bed.
Delicate hands made quick work of her morning cleansing routine, washing her
hair and her body with swift, sure movements. When she could stand the iciness
no longer, she left the miniature cascade, and moved back across the moss-covered
stones.
She retraced her steps to the cozy little sleeping niche
where she’d spent the night. As she
rounded a bend in the path, her breath was stolen by the sight that awaited. The majestic tree line across the meadow had
finally released its hold on the morning light; the sun-kissed mist shrouding
the open field tinged the air with an unearthly golden glow. Every drop of dew had been transformed into a
transparent sphere of light. Each strand of spider web suspended between the
long blades of grass appeared to be made of shimmering gold thread.
Her lips parted in a soft gasp of wonder as she stepped into
the golden grove. As the morning light bathed her waist-length blonde tresses,
a gleaming aura of radiance pulsed around her. At that moment, the light
filtering through the illuminating haze erupted in an explosion of myriad
colors. The notes of her delighted laughter floated on the still air as she
spun around, spinning on the balls of her feet as she danced in the earthbound
rainbow.
Lyris pranced across the meadow, skipping through the damp
foliage. Reaching her hidden hollow, she hummed a quiet tune as she searched
through her belongings. Finding the musical instrument she’d stashed there, she
straightened and headed back across the glade. Her slender fingers strummed
across the strings of the small lyre, her namesake. A hauntingly beautiful
melody sprang to life beneath her fingertips and drifted on the crisp spring
breeze.
**********
He had been searching for a very, very long time.
Every spring since he was a boy, he had been searching;
though, at the time, he didn’t realize what he was searching for. As the air
first began to lose its bite after the harsh winter, he’d feel the same pull…almost
as if his very soul was trying to direct the steps he’d taken, luring him and
compelling him toward a single moment.
Aureus treaded quietly
through the dense underbrush, weaving his way through the aged forest. A brief
smile graced his lips as his druidic soul reveled in the beautiful nature
surrounding him. Each of these old trees had weathered enough storms to have
voices of their own, and his heart was enriched by listening to their whispered
wisdom as he passed beneath them. As he walked, faint wisps of the awakening
land’s fresh scent teased his nose; the smell of damp soil and fresh leaves in
the first breath of spring were unrivalled the rest of the year.
There was a building urgency in his steps that he’d never
felt before. He chided himself on his haste, and forced his feet to slow. He
was determined to enjoy his surroundings, already convinced that this trip
would be as fruitless as all the previous ones had been. Before he knew it, the density of the forest
began to change and thin out. After a few more moments, he could just see the
first rays of light filtering through the trees surrounding him as his path
brought him to the edge of a small clearing.
He started to cross the open space, but there was a nagging
feeling in the back of his mind that he should linger in the shadows for a moment.
Without making the conscious decision to do so, his steps slowed until he came
to a complete halt. Aureus stood perfectly still as the minutes passed, growing
frustrated as his eyes were unable to penetrate the heavy fog. His eyes glowing
from the magic within, his senses extended to the wildlife surrounding
him. The thoughts and feelings of the
birds, and the little furred creatures in the glade were filled with
contentment and delight in the new spring. The very essence of the area
remained undisturbed and he shook his head to clear it of the uneasy feeling.
Readjusting his pack on his shoulders, he was about to resume
his journey when the sun finally topped the tall line of trees. He watched,
spellbound, as the sunlight descended upon the meadow. The transformation of
foreboding fog to a golden haze caused all of his senses to suddenly sharpen.
All of the creatures in the meadow paused in their rustlings as if they, too,
were transfixed by the magical sight. Magical…his
heart began to beat wildly in his chest as that thought triggered a memory from
his past. A hush fell over the grove as the voice of the ancient ones echoed in
his mind.
“Marked at birth and
doomed to search for a soul-mate beyond compare,
Your druidic soul has
chosen a female leprechaun, both beautiful and rare.
The years will be as
moments, your power will defy the passing of time,
Much work must be done
to balance your being with reason and rhyme.
You must first learn
to purify your soul from all selfishness and rage…
Wisdom will be
whispered to you, the very earth itself will be your sage.
Next, you must train
yourself to find beauty in all living things…
The stunted, the ugly,
the evil and all the painful destruction they may bring.
When you are at peace,
certain your mind, heart, and body are one
The training you
require to claim the other half of your soul will be done.”
Moving in
slow motion, he carefully set his pack down on the forest edge. He tried to
control his heartbeat as he sent tendrils of magical power out toward the
glade. His breath quickened as he realized his years of searching may have
drawn to an end. The glow in his eyes flamed to life as he gently read the
thoughts of the living creatures again, this time delving a little deeper. The
deep voice of the ancient council continued to play through his thoughts as his
excitement began to build.
“Travel far and travel
wide, travel the dense forests until you find
The meadow of destiny,
in which your soul will finally bind
When the first light
of the sun pierces dawn’s early gloom,
In the spring when the
earth’s warmth first starts to bloom
As the golden light
shimmers through the magical glade,
Follow the rainbow of
colors, it will lead to your destined maid.
Small she will be, bathed
in the warm sunlight she will glow
Awaiting your touch,
your love, your passion to grow
Sweeten your offer
with both pleasure and desire,
Her soul, to you, will
bond with love’s sweet fire.”
Aureus felt
his heart stand still for a moment as he touched briefly on the mind of a young
rabbit. The youngling’s thoughts were erratic, but he caught snippets like
“two-legs” and “golden hair”. Maneuvering himself with care around the small
clearing, he closed the distance between him and the little creature. His
footfalls were quiet and methodical as he covered the area, pausing
occasionally to get his bearings and make sure he hadn’t scared it away. He
sent pulses of tender emotive magic out from him to let the animals close by
understand that he meant them no harm.
As he was
circling the meadow, he watched as the sun rose a bit higher, changing the
effect of its light on the mist. Right before his eyes, an explosion of color
appeared to descend from the heavens in a concentrated beam. Aureus knelt when
he reached the other side of the glade, and his excitement soared as he seperated
the thick foliage in front of him. He held his breath as the thick leaves
parted, and he got his first glimpse of the diminutive beauty he’d been
searching for all these long years.
His gaze
hungrily devoured her delicate features, surprised to find that she was less
than a foot tall. Liquid gold spilled from her brow in long waves, partially obscuring
his view of her nude form. Long lashes gracefully fluttered on high cheekbones
as she swayed with the notes straining from the small instrument cradled in her
hands. Tiny fingers plucked the strings effortlessly, and the musical tune
drifting from the strings tugged at his heart with its simple beauty. He could
barely see the perky tips of her breasts peaking from beneath her long hair,
and on an impulse, sent his magic unfurling toward her with a gentle breath.
**********
She wasn’t
consciously dancing to the music pouring from her fingertips, but her body
seemed to have a mind of its own. Lyris closed her eyes in pure joy as she
frolicked in the meadow, moving to the notes floating through the stillness.
The warmth of the sun on her face, the beauty of the colors surrounding her,
and the serenity in the glade called to the depths of her little leprechaun
heart. The magic of spring was all around her; she could almost feel the earth
coming to life beneath her bare toes, and she was determined to celebrate its
rebirth.
Her
sensitive skin shivered in the crisp morning air as her feet beat a cadence on
the earth. A small breeze caressed her torso, and she opened her eyes in
surprise as her nipples suddenly tightened. This breath of air wasn’t like the
rest, it was full of warmth and tingled with magic. It swirled around her,
spreading heat everywhere it touched her skin. Her long hair began to move over
her shoulders, uncovering her breasts, and her mouth parted in wonder as it
grazed across her hardened buds. Her lyre forgotten, it slipped from her
fingers as she lifted her hands to her chest.
Lyris
couldn’t stop the soft moan that escaped her lips when she cupped her breasts
in her hands. Her fingertips grazed the taut peaks, and her knees were suddenly
weak as feelings she’d never experienced before coursed through her. As she
squeezed them with a gentle touch, the thrill of her own touch forced her back
to arch and her eyes to flutter closed.
The warm breeze continued to surround her, brushing her skin, igniting a
fire deep within her that she had no idea how to smother.
**********
She was the one.
He knew it
as soon as she reacted to his magic, when she detected the change in the air. Aureus
saw the truth before him as pleasure flushed across her skin at the gentle
caress. The desire of a female leprechaun could only be awakened by the touch
of their true love, their true mate; the exquisite little creature trembling
before him was definitely responding to his presence. His heart relaxed into a
deep, steady rhythm as he allowed the truth of that realization to wash over
him.
Standing
before him was the other half of his soul.
His breath
caught as the magic he’d sent to her brushed her long hair back across her
shoulders, and her beautiful breasts came into view. He watched as she caressed
herself, her face a myriad of emotions as she began experiencing the pleasure
of touch. Aureus dragged his eyes away from her for just a moment as he cast
his gaze around her surroundings, searching for other natural things to
increase her stimulation. His eyes glinted with mischief as he twirled his
fingers in the air.
Several long
strands of spider web began inching their way toward the tiny leprechaun. A
large leaf floated silently up behind her; as she jumped in surprise at the
feel of the web on her wrists, the leaf scooped her up, lifting her in the air.
The golden web threads wound quickly around her wrists, her ankles, and her
knees as the leaf tilted back. As they tightened, her wrists were raised above
her head, and her knees were gently spread apart and lifted. Moving before she could get her bearings back,
Aureus’s quick chant created a golden feather and sent it to stroke her soft
skin.
**********
Drifting in
a haze of sensual delight, Lyris was completely unprepared to be swept off of
her feet. She squealed in alarm as her feet were scooped off the ground, and
wiggled fiercely as the soft bands encircled her limbs and held her immobile. The
bonds were gentle, but their strength undeniable as they spread her knees apart
and raised her ankles; she flushed in embarrassment at being displayed so
openly. For some reason she couldn’t explain, being restrained in such a manner
sent a rush of heat through her body.
Her bright
green eyes scanned the clearing frantically, searching for the culprit
responsible. Her body froze as she locked onto a pair of eyes watching
her that she hadn’t noticed before. The color of warm honey, they shone with
love and compassion; the intensity and hunger with which they gazed upon her
naked display made her stomach flutter. Those eyes were framed by long, sandy
brown lashes, and a masculine face so beautiful she was sure she must be
dreaming. The blonde highlights in his
hair picked up the rays of the sun, and it seemed as though an aura of light
surrounded him with its sweet glow.
Even though
she was seeing him for the first time, she could feel the hot rush of desire
spiral deep inside, and suddenly she felt dampness between her thighs. She
couldn’t look away from his chiseled features as a golden feather suddenly
appeared in front of her and floated toward her prone form. Her body arched
against its constraints at the first brush of that gentle entity against her
over sensitized skin. Soft moans escaped between her full lips as the tip of
the feather traced her slender neck, moving slowly down her chest. Her moans became
louder as it circled first one plump breast, concentrating on the painfully
hard nub at its peak, and then the other.
Her
breathing erratic, she tried to focus on him; the lust in his eyes fueling her
own passion as the feather teased her to greater heights. Finally, she couldn’t
help closing her eyes as the feather lightly grazed against the golden curls
between her thighs for the first time. Overwhelmed by the sensations coursing
through her, she felt it pry its way between the folds of her innocent pussy.
As it picked up speed, and began a relentless assault on her secret places, she
tossed her head from side to side in mindless pleasure.
**********
The sound of
her musical voice and her cries of passion were wreaking havoc on his system.
He kept his eyes trained on her as he watched her body stiffen, her pleasured
scream shattering the peace of the surrounding glade. He allowed the leaf to
lower her to the ground as she strained against the bonds when the waves of her
very first orgasm consumed her. It appeared to be endless as her body
convulsed, her impassioned voice slamming his gut with desire as he felt his
loins begin to tighten.
As her
juices flowed from between her thighs, her entire body began to glow. Aureus
watched as each wave of her orgasm appeared to make a significant
transformation in her. She was growing with each pulse of pleasure that ripped
through her. His breath caught as he started unbuttoning his shirt, his eyes
riveted to her body as she writhed. Tearing the shirt from his shoulders, he
fumbled with the fastenings on his breeches, finally getting the drawstring
undone so they could fall to the ground.
He lingered
at the edge of the clearing, feeling his manhood swelling in response to her
mewling sounds of passion. He twirled his fingers in the air, swirling his
magic around her and continuing her sweet torment. He pushed her relentlessly
through her first orgasm into another, and began the ancient chant that had
been taught to him:
“Sweet maid of the meadow, so beautiful and pure
Is your body tempted by my passion, my lure?
Your heart has been calling to me, for many long years…
I’ve ached to hold you, and comfort your fears.
My soul is unfinished, today I stake my claim;
Accept my soul bond, maiden…tell me your name!”
Aureus held
his breath, and waited. Afraid she
hadn’t heard him, he repeated the chant again.
**********
She was
delirous…so many sensations washing over her, overwhelming her. She screamed as
she crashed towards another orgasm, but this time it was different. Her
pleasure didn’t crest, didn’t give her the satisfaction she was craving. She
needed something more. She needed…she didn’t KNOW what she needed! Her hands
balled up into fists as she moaned in frustration.
In the
throes of her passion, she heard a deep voice speaking softly near her. She
strained to hear what he was saying. The baritone notes of his musical voice
teased her senses, and sent a thrill straight to her core. She couldn’t
concentrate, not with this need flowing through her; her hands grasping, her
hips flexing, her heels churning against the ground as she writhed in delicious
torment. She gasped as her eyes shot open, as she finally heard his words.
Her
soul-mate? She forced her mind to focus, and looked for those honey colored
eyes. Where only a face had been lurking before, she found a rugged mountain of
a man instead. His eyes glowed with the magic pulsing through him, his
nakedness matching her own as he stood proudly before her. The sun gleamed off
of his bronze skin, his eyes challenging her to resist him. Muscles taut, he
displayed for her everything he had to give as he repeated the chant once more.
Her eyes widened and she glanced down as his monstrous manhood throbbed in
front of him. Her body screamed out for him. Was he what she needed, what she
craved?
She closed
her eyes as his magic surrounded her again, the waves of pleasure threatening
to drown her. Again, it pulled back just as she neared her completion, making
her desperate for release. Her eyes flashed back to him, and she saw that he
had moved closer to her. He held his hand toward her, palm facing her with his
fingertips to the sky. Unable to resist him, she raised her hand toward him.
“My name is
Lyris,” she moaned softly.
**********
As the words
left her lips, golden streaks of light leapt from her fingertips directly to
his hand. Aureus found himself being pulled toward her, the gravitational force
too great to resist even if he’d wanted to. He stepped toward the now fully
grown leprechaun, and the magic pulled their hands together. At the first touch
of their fingertips, they both groaned in unison as desired slammed into them,
and he fell to his knees before her. Gazing into her bottomless green eyes, he
felt compelled to answer the plea he found there.
Tugging on
her hand, he gently pulled her up to him; his long fingers sliding from between
her own as he slid them into her silky tresses instead. Wrapping his hand in
her long hair, he pulled her face up to him, and with a strangled moan, claimed
her pouting lips with his own. His lips were hot, his tongue demanding as he
forced his way into her sweetness. Her taste intoxicated him, and he drank his
fill from her soft lips as her moans whispered against him.
Forcing
control on himself proved unbearably hard, but he was determined to make the
claiming of his mate last for a little while longer. Pulling her head back, he
gently kissed down her jaw, tracing the hollow of her slender neck. She cried
out, gripping his shoulders as his lips found her painfully hard nipple and
sucked it into his mouth. His heat seared into her as he licked at the
sensitive nub, lathing it with his tongue as he rolled the other one between
his hard fingers. Unable to deny his woman any longer, he released her breasts
from his torment, and traced his way down her soft stomach.
“Please,”
she whispered, her fingers curling and uncurling against the palms of her
hands. Her hips pressed up against his chest as he began his descent; his heat
between her thighs both soothed her and made her frantic at the same time. He
gently kissed the soft swell of her tummy as he slid his fingers underneath
her. The heavy muscles in his back flexed as he raised back up to his knees,
his powerful hands gripping her hips. With a hungry growl, he lifted her to his
face, pulling her aching pussy up to his lips.
She cried
out as his tongue delved between her folds, the soft curls parting easily
beneath his starving onslaught. Her knees over his shoulders, he could feel her
heels digging into his back as she pushed her hips up to him. Her breath came
out in little pants as he plunged his tongue inside her, stretching her,
sucking out her sweet nectar. He growled against her, the vibration against her
sensitive lips pulling a deep moan from her. She was so close to the edge now,
so very close to oblivion.
Pulling his
tongue from her, he ran it slowly up her wet slit, all the way through her
folds. Lingering there, he found the little bundle of nerves he was searching
for, and sucked it gently into his mouth. Her thighs clamped around his head, he
could feel her body begin to stiffen as her release drew near. Pulling his head
from between her thighs, he lowered her hips back to the ground, his mouth
still working its magic on her nether lips. As her moans changed, the pitch
rising as her fever grew, he quickly pulled his mouth away from her, and
crawled up her body.
Sweat beaded
on his brow as he struggled to be gentle with her. Her needy moans and her
sweet taste had just about pushed him beyond his limits. She was so close to
her orgasm that she was writhing beneath him, her firm curves pressing against
him with every flex of her hips. Bracing himself on one hand as he loomed over
her, Aureus reached down and wrapped the other around his throbbing hardness. She
bucked her hips, and he had to grit his teeth hard to keep from exploding as
her sweet pussy rubbed against his fingers.
Her words
were completely incoherent as she felt something nudging against her aching
center. Mindlessly, Lyris pressed her hips off the ground, instinctively
searching for something to fill her emptiness. She could feel his hard body pressing against
her, and lifted her legs, locking her ankles around his back and she struggled
to reach him. She moaned against his lips as he answered her plea, leaning down
to her as he once again claimed her lips with his own.
Rubbing the
head of his pulsing hardness up and down her slit and spreading her juices down
his shaft, Aureus deepened the kiss. The next time she pulled away from him, he
aimed himself carefully. When she bucked her hips against him again, he slid
his throbbing cock into her moist heat with one deep stroke, feeling her entire
body stiffen against him as he thrust through her innocence. His self control
slipped hard as he swallowed her scream of pain. He felt her pussy walls clamp
around him, and forced himself to move inside her. He flexed his hips and
slowly persuaded her tightness to stretch for him with deep thrusts. He loved
her gently as he could, his urgency increasing as he felt her begin to push
against him again, and felt her moan against his lips.
He could
feel the inferno building inside him as her tight sheath caressed his massive
length. Reaching between them again, he released her lips and gazed at her
beautiful face. His fingers dipped between her folds, finding the little nub
nestled there. He pulled and tugged it, rolling it between his fingers as he
fucked her with long, deep thrusts. His tempo increased until his balls began
slapping on her ass, the heat between them almost unbearable.
“My name is
Aureus,” he murmured huskily as his loins tightened. “Scream for me, little
one.”
He sucked
her hard nipple into his mouth as her orgasm finally crashed over her. She
screamed his name as her body seized around him. He thrust into her deeply, her
tight walls clenching around his hard cock. Feeling her cum around him
triggered his own release, and a deep roar burst from his chest as his manhood
began spurting into her womb. Thick ropes of hot cum splashed inside her as his
cock pulsed, the hot jets triggering another explosion inside of her. Wave
after wave, the pleasure crashed over them as they moaned and writhed together,
feeding off of each other’s satisfaction.
Hearts
thundering together, they lay with their legs entwined as they finally began to
recover. Lyris, barely able to lift her heavy lashes, gazed up at her soul-mate
in wonder. The love shining in his gaze took her breath away, what little she
had left.
“Aureus,”
she whispered, watching as his eyes lit up at hearing his name come across her
lips.
“Yes, my
love?”
“What does
your name mean?” she asked, her natural curiosity coming to life in their
lovemaking’s natural afterglow.
Aureus
chuckled as he looked down into her crystal emerald eyes, and replied, “It
means The Golden One. I was named in the old language, many years ago.”
How perfect, thought the sleepy
leprechaun as she snuggled against her mate’s warmth. How utterly perfect that in a golden meadow, under the golden sun, a
little leprechaun should find her soul-mate with a name of gold.
