Faerie's Champion

by M. H. Johnson

  Jess smiled happily at the sweet sensual caress of his words upon her soul, feeling warm, snug, and deliciously weary, about to collapse in deepest slumber. "Goodnight my love, for I must rest now. You have quite worn me out, I'm afraid."

  He kissed her ear gently. “And you, me. 'Tis potent magics we weave, the rituals of rebirth and life, leaving the chill and chains of cruel destiny firmly behind us.”

  Jess thought his words elegantly poetic, if rife with unspoken meaning. She wondered a bit about hidden depths of poetry in an offhand sort of way, though his gentle caresses soon soothed her into a deep, dreamless sleep.

  “Jessica, wake up! Oh Jessica, wonderful news!”

  With a great yawn, Jess forced her sleepy eyes open, still feeling a languorous warmth, as bonelessly limp and lazy as she imagined Twilight felt luxuriating under a particularly inviting pool of light beneath a favorite window.

  "Jessica!" Slowly, Jess opened her eyes to see an excited Rulia combing her hair and otherwise performing her morning ablutions. "Oh good, you're awake! Guess what? Kevat and Talvi are getting ready to head back to their palace. And Jess, they want us to come with them! Oh Jess, I know this is just a fanciful dream we are reveling in, but I think Kevat is going to propose to me!"

  Jess blinked herself fully awake, or as awake as she ever was in this deliciously sensuous dream. "Rulia, that is wonderful! Just think, you'll be married to a knight. How glamorous! We can spend our days together admiring the beautiful castle, or picnic in the perfect fields and gardens. Who knows? Perhaps there are pristine seas in this perfect land, and we can explore this realm in all its wonder and beauty!"

  Rulia nodded enthusiastically. “I know. Isn’t it fantastic? Oh, I do so hope he truly does propose to me, wouldn’t it be the most wonderful thing?”

  At that Twilight yawned himself awake, slinking over to Jess to plop himself in her lap, gently batting her hands to encourage proper scratching.

  "As much as I enjoy seeing you revel in all of life's sweetness, I do think it prudent to remind you that you did come here originally with a purpose other than simply finding a faerie lover to while away all the hours of your days in sybaritic bliss."

  Jess yawned, blinking the last flickers of sleep from her eyes. "What was that, my beloved kitty? Oh, are you content as well? I know you had mentioned something about the fish. Is there anything we can do for you in regards to that matter? I would see you as happy and content as this beautiful dream leaves Rulia and me."

  Her cat flashed a toothy grin. "Fear not, dear Jess. I am quite all right, for all that I prefer the real genuine article over perfect forms, I shall subsist without complaint. My concern is rather for you."

  Jess gently tapped her familiar’s nose, kissing his forehead and scratching him behind the ears.

  "Silly cat. There is nothing to worry about! All is well. Our bellies are plump with the tastiest of victuals, and other appetites have been sated as perfectly as one could ever dream. Come, beloved Twilight. Let us enjoy this adventure, and let no worries mar our stay!"

  Twilight gazed at her oddly then, slowly nodding, as if surrendering to the inevitable. “As you wish, my dear Jess. Let us see, then, how this all plays out. It is your dream, after all.”

  Jess gave her bemused familiar a playful kiss. “There’s a good kitty! Come, let us see what delights our lovers have in store for us today.”

  “Your lovers,” Twilight huffed, though he hopped to his accustomed place upon her shoulder once more after Jess had performed her morning ablutions, and curiously enough, Jess found herself quite comfortable wearing the luxurious silken dresses Talvi had left for her, not minding her long-skirted attire at all. She decided that she quite enjoyed the sensual touch of silk fabrics, in fact, and how feminine they made her feel.

  Talvi. Her flesh tingled with the thrill of his very name, even as she skipped through the pavilion quite daintily in her fine, slippered feet, eager to attend to her lover once more.

  Her heart began to race as Talvi smiled gently, summoning her with the merest flicker of his hand. Giddy with excitement, Jess hurried to his side, curtsying low for his amused pleasure, happily seating herself next to him when his warm nod gave her permission.

  “My dear, sweet Jessica. How I have missed your tender touch, those hours you lay lost to me.”

  Jess nodded in agreement, enjoying the sonorous beauty of the musicians’ sprightly tune, for all that, until so very recently, she had understood music not at all.

  “Oh yes, my Talvi, I had missed you as well, the hours you had cruelly left me to the lonely caress of sleep.”

  He smiled, touching her lips in gentle, tenderest reproof. “It is Prince Talvi, my dear Jessica, when we are not alone.”

  Jess nodded at once. “Of course, my prince. Forgive me.”

  He grabbed her then with a speed that exhilarated her, kissing her sweetly, desperately, hungrily. "Oh, my lovely blushing rose. How could I not forgive one so divinely ripe and precious as yourself? I will always forgive you, my dear lady, but I shall not forgive my own broken heart, should you not consent to come with me as I make my way back to the palace." His brilliant sapphire gaze pierced her heart. "Please, my lady most fair, tell me you will accompany me?"

  Jess laughed richly. "Oh, my prince! How I would love to. Yes! Yes, of course I will join you in your journey to the palace. That would be delightful!"

  His smile was equal parts relief and adoration. “The sweet spring of our existence will always be a delight, endless and pure, as long as I have you by my side.”

  Jess felt herself swooning. Savoring the sensual capitulation, the feminine tenderness she felt coursing through her so deliciously, reveling in her sweet surrender, acquiescing to each and every one of Talvi's wishes. When appetites had been sated by the sumptuous feast laid before them, even deeper hungers sparked to life when Talvi with a hungry gaze clasped her hand, leading her to that room of such sweet pain and pleasure, she bowing her head in delightful submission, his desire becoming her own as well. And the intense bliss, the unspeakable ecstasy she felt, allowing him to dominate her, submitting to his every touch and whispered command in their bedchambers, was a pleasure and a thrill unlike any she had ever experienced before.

  She could understand then what was meant by the sweet chains of submission, the joys and pleasures to be found in surrendering herself utterly to her man.

  A delighted Jess and Rulia soon found themselves in the carriage train back to their lovers' great palace, so like a dream of fanciful wonder it was. An incredible structure of exquisitely carved ivory and gold, massive and awe-inspiring, possessing endless wings, domed towers, and scores of minarets soaring impossibly high, with brilliant banners of summer snapping gracefully in the wind. The magnificent edifice basked in the welcoming sun, a glorious spectacle for all of Faerie to admire.

  Jess gazed about in rapturous awe as they continued to approach, the wondrous structure taking up ever more of the horizon before they finally arrived at its jewel encrusted gates forged of metals that shone like liquid rainbows, even as it seemed a thousand courtiers and servants were there to greet them, bowing in unison before their lords and ladies, whisking Jess and Rulia away to sensual baths and dresses of such gossamer and finery it was as if they wore clothing as light and delicate as air itself, dresses that only earned them admiring glances from their ever amorous lovers, hungry gazes that led to nights of such heady passion they cried out desperate ululations, trapped in the sweet agony of unspeakable bliss.

  Their every waking moment was filled with wondrous delight. Sights of awe-inspiring wonder, gustatory delights beyond compare. For Prince Talvi's palace was a place of endless beauty and magic, filled with countless treasures and artifacts of arcane wonder, a bemused Talvi giving an awed Jess fascinating tours of all the glorious secrets locked within his golden palace, before sweeping her off to savor exquisite delights meant for them alone. And never was Jess for lack of distraction, as even their sumptuous feast
s were host to wondrous entertainment; fantastic displays of acrobatic prowess and revelry, feats performed by the prince's many devoted performers that assured not a single dull moment passed.

  The sights and sounds and wonders Jess and Rulia beheld served as a constant rapture for the senses throughout the long spring days, just as hungry eyes and fierce demands made surrendering to their gentle aches of desire an utter delight, once the glorious golden sun was replaced by the silver moon, and the girls drowned themselves in sweetest rapture under the honeyed caresses of Spring's knightly youth. It was then that the grand palace would ring with cries of sharpest bliss, mortal lovers tormented with sweetest agony, only allowed to slip into the soothing embrace of gentle sleep when they had given themselves utterly and completely to their lovers' every carnal desire, in perfect complement to their own.

  Days rolled into one endless stream of diversion and delight, broken only by nights of sweetest bliss and gentlest repose, all of it flowing together into one grand saga of jubilation, Jess truly finding herself lost in a beauteous waking dream.

  Her mind was, perhaps, fogged by a bit too much of the delightful summer wine drunken with her lovers at all hours, a truth that would have concerned her just the slightest, were she anyplace other than a magical realm of sweetest rapture and perpetual wonder. Her thoughts sharpened to delightful clarity one day, however, when she found herself upon a mighty steed; the four of them galloping through endless green fields, chasing rainbows in the midst, riding pristine white stallions that never tired, obedient to their riders' every whim.

  "Can you believe this, Jessie? Paradise!" Rulia cried out with delight, Jess grinning as she caught up to her beloved friend, their faerie lovers but paces ahead.

  “We are indeed living the sweetest of dreams!” Jess laughed with the wonder of it all, lightly snapping her stallion to an even faster gallop, laughing as the race was on.

  Refreshed and invigorated they stopped at their destination, a rocky outcropping overlooking a waterfall of such majestic beauty as to leave Jess breathless. She gasped in awe at the sight of endless tons of pristine blue waters soaring off the cliff to the great lake below in a massive joyful roar, every drop sparkling like diamonds in the mist below.

  “I am glad you find it pleasing, my treasure,” Talvi gently whispered into her ear as his powerful arms held her close and she melted into his strong, confident embrace. “For the sparkle of your eyes, the warmth of your smile, frees me of all care and worry. I imagine that when we embrace, we are both submerged in a fall as potent and glorious as this, giving ourselves over to the passions of eternal spring, even as we lose ourselves in sweetest rapture.”

  Jess laughed throatily, kissing her faerie prince with fierce passion, losing herself in his hungry embrace. As one they sunk to the ground and entwined with utter abandon, her body swiftly coming to a swooning climax shocking in its intensity, consuming all her senses, she herself but one sparkling drop in the roaring flood of that mighty waterfall, a storm of pleasure crashing through her so forcefully she was left drowning in unspeakable bliss, before spiraling safely and sweetly into her lover's arms at last. She felt Talvi shudder then with the force of his own crescendo, and she held him close, rocking him inside her, kissing him fiercely, then gently, as they drifted off in each other's arms, even as the vast valley around them echoed still with the roar of the waterfall and the cries of their passion.

  "I have never been so happy as when I have you in my arms, by my side," Talvi whispered tenderly, stroking her hair as she awoke from her doze to behold a sunset like no other, the sky itself a riotous wonder of gold and crimson, clouds vast and majestic, and Jess could almost imagine that she saw actual castles in the sky riding upon those vast clouds, sparkling like heavenly jewels, attended to by dozens of shining knights riding majestic pegasi, beautiful winged stallions alike in form to the ones she and her companions had ridden, save with angel's wings of purest shimmering white.

  Jess turned to her beautiful lover and kissed him before sinking her head against his chest, her smile so filled with happiness she felt tears begin to flow, her lover deftly lifting her chin to gaze into Jess’s eyes with true wonder, holding a sparkling diamond within the palm of his hand as he caught her tears. “The mark of a true queen,” he said at last, smiling with awe before squeezing her to him, laughing his throaty chuckle that Jess found so entrancing. “You bless me with your affections, my wondrous queen.”

  Jess laughed. “For all that rich bloodlines run in my family tree, I am the middle child of a baron who is more a warrior at heart than a nobleman, loyal and true. Call me Delver, if you like, and if at one time I held another title, surely the only one that matters is the claim I have upon your heart.”

  Talvi grinned, kissing his lover deeply. “Indeed, my Jessica, you are the most precious jewel that I possess, and you will always be the queen of my heart.”

  Jess laughed for joy even as her prince held her close, heart light and free and warmed with such happiness that she had never known the like.

  For some time they held each other, beholding the splendor of the setting sun, Jess sharing a look of wonder with her dear Rulia, held close to her own faerie knight, sighing contentedly in his powerful arms. Jess blinked away tears of happiness, truly savoring the heady joy of those sweetest days of spring, on some level hoping they would never end.

  40

  All that her Talvi asked, Jess was happy to do, finding a curious pleasure in being subservient to his every public need, taking sweet joy in bringing him his filled cups when he caroused with visiting nobles, all of a perfect fae beauty, though none the match of her prince, and near all of them assisted by young women much like herself, Jess finding herself flushing brightly and grinning as she spied other students of the Royal Ladies Academy also attending to their lover’s every need, finding it only slightly odd that they did not appear to recognize her or return her grin, so utterly captivated they were in taking care of their men.

  And Jess could hardly blame them. She felt such sweet pleasure in playing the role of Talvi's submissive and demure lover. His smiling eyes, ever grateful for her grace, always warmed her heart, even as they boldly promised the sweet bliss she yearned for, sufficient to send delightful shivers coursing through Jess such that she could barely hold her fork, and later those sultry promises would always be fulfilled. Skillful hands, hungry lips, and the spear of his passion never failed to coax forth cries of sweetest ecstasy from Jess, his powerful body tormenting her own with a nightly eternity of heady, unspeakable pleasures; anchoring her to that beautiful realm, consuming her with his passion until they at last peaked as one, sinking into each other's arms, Jess savoring the sweet embrace of the man she loved as they gently drifted off to sleep with dawn's first light.

  "Interesting, don't you think, my Jess?" Queried her kitty, gazing at her as he often did, curled up comfortably on the foot of the bed. He was quieter than she once remembered him being, though in truth she didn't like to think of the pale, flavorless life she had lived before coming to this realm. She remembered how much she had once enjoyed hearing his insights and sardonic wit, always finding merit in their discourse. Jess blinked in sudden confusion, not really sure when the last time was that she had actually spoken to her beloved familiar.

  “What was that, Twilight?” Jess asked, shaking her head gently to clear it of the last cobwebs of exhausted slumber, her cheeks flushing at the very memory of the unspeakably delicious things that Talvi had done to her, things that had led to her present fatigue and the warm, sensual soreness throbbing through every part of her body, even now.

  Jess turned her face away in demure embarrassment from her familiar’s all too knowing gaze.

  “Stop that, Jess. There is absolutely nothing that you have done upon this bed that I have not observed countless times before. Indeed, my dear Jess, I would be the last to deny you the siren call of your heart, though I begin to suspect that it may be something less natural that sways you
so. I am only surprised that you have immersed yourself so deeply in this journey. At times I worry that you may have forgotten your original reason for exploring this realm.”

  Jess blinked in sudden confusion. “What do you mean, my kitty?”

  Twilight sighed. "We originally came here to find and rescue those very girls that were so demurely serving their lords at our prince's grand gala last night. Is the memory of your lover's touch truly so distracting that even now you cannot recall our mission?"

  This earned Twilight a fiercely thrown pillow he dodged quite adroitly, as if with long experience, for all that Jess had never thrown pillows at him before. “Twilight!”

  Her familiar grinned. "That's the spirit I want to see. A bit of fire, my dear Jess! Now, before you slip back into your dreamy daze of endless contentment, let us focus. How likely is it that your fellow students are now so smitten by love that they could not even acknowledge you? Scores of them having gone from jaded future mistresses of intrigue to demure pleasure girls for their chosen men? Not that I judge. Goodness knows you yourself have played the dominant often enough that it is almost refreshing seeing you switch to sub, but still. Those other girls, living in the social worlds they do, or did, should have at least been flashing each other awkward smiles.”

  Jess found herself pouting petulantly then shivered, abruptly shaking her head as if to jostling her mind free of a role she had played for far too long. The Jess she should have been, was, would be alarmed at the thought of scores of girls acting so out of character, so against their natures, even as another part of her reveled in the thought of gifting her prince with her own utter submission to his every whim, as she had the night before, and how rapturously he had tormented her quivering body in return. It was as if she was caught between a sleeping princess's sensual dreams and a fierce warrior's strength and passions, and was now a bit confused as to which role she was supposed to be playing at the moment.