1. Faith, Trust and Pixie Lust


    Date: 6/3/2016, Categories: Supernatural, Author: Belthazor, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    the eye. "Intel for what?" "I'm not sure yet," he replied smoothly, taking her hand in his and kissing the knuckles. "But I'll think of something. I always do." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The next day, Toby set out for the fairy village. Upon arriving, he assumed his spriggen form and passed through the portal. He moved quietly through the bushes to avoid being seen as he made his way to the far side of the clearing. Finally, Toby found himself standing at the trunk of an old, gnarled pine. There, amongst the roots, was a round, wooden door. Toby approached the door and knocked. After a few moments, the door opened. Before him stood an wrinkled old sprite. "Who is it? Aah, the spriggen. Been wondering when I'd see you again, lad." "Atticus," Toby said, nodding and extending his hand. "How are you?" Atticus stretched and Toby heard the old fairy's back crack loudly. "Tired, mostly. Late night." He grinned a crooked smile. "Come on in, lad. Much too bright out here." As Toby followed the old sprite into the tree, he noticed how short the old man was; even moreso than the other fairies. In spriggen form, Toby stood about five inches high, whereas Atticus was only about three and a half inches tall. He was a stocky little sprite with a big, round belly. However, he moved fairly well up the stairs, not bothering to use his wings. In fact, he seemed oddly youthful for looking so old. Upon reaching Atticus' living quarters, the old sprite sat ...
    down on a comfortable looking armchair and gestured opposite for Toby to have a seat. Yawning, Atticus scratched his round belly. "So, what can I do for ya', Mister Knight of Nature human?" "Well..." Toby paused, not knowing what to say. "Hey," Atticus interrupted, "you mind if I have something to drink? Long night." "Don't mind me..." Toby mumbled. Atticus bustled around his kitchen, fixing himself some tea and grumbling about his sore back. Feeling awkward, Toby decided to ask about that. "So... what happened to your back?" "Eh? My back?" Atticus blinked. "Like I said, it was a long night. I was with a young lady." Toby furrowed his brow at the old fairy. "Seriously?" The old sprite chuckled, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes. "Don't think an old fart like me can still catch a lass' eye, eh?" "Wh- I never said... that is, I didn't mean..." Toby spluttered, trying to save himself. Atticus just laughed. "Tell ya' the truth, lad, I couldn't without my tricks." "Tricks?" Toby echoed. "Aye, lad. I've got my spells and potions for just about anything. Including... well, take a look yourself." Atticus smirked and jerked his head in the direction of a doorway across the room. Glancing suspiciously at the old sprite, Toby made his way across the room and pulled aside the curtain enough to peak into the room. Sprawled on the large bed was a young fairy woman. Her bare bottom was pointed right at Toby, the sunlight filtered through the window curtain glancing off her smooth thigh. ...
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