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My Human
By : moviefan
Category: +1 through F > FernGully
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(A/N: Alright, my next lemon challenge is here. This time I wanted to do one of one of my earliest ships. I loved FernGully as a kid, still do, and I loved Zak and Crysta as a couple. Their little romantic moment in the cave was always beautiful to me, even when romance didn't really register to me yet since I was so young. But as I got older, I noticed how the scene suddenly faded away, leaving what happened in that cave very open-ended, even in the book, which I also owned as a kid and still have. And looking back on it, yeah, I'm pretty much convinced that they did it. So, yeah, that definitely made way for this story. I hope you enjoy romantic lemons, because this one really goes the mile.)
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"MY HUMAN"
As he slipped out of the strange coverings on his feet, Crysta watched as Zak joyfully leapt off the root of the tree and splashed down into the stream below. The sight of him taking such enjoyment out of the forest brought a smile to her face and made her heart swell with joy; he had originally been frightened and frustrated by his surroundings, wanting to return to his home as soon as possible.
She supposed she couldn’t exactly blame him for that; she had shrunk him after all. Humans and animals couldn’t see fairies naturally, instead only seeing a flickering shape of light. They had to be given the gift of Fairy Sight in order to see fairies for what they were. Unfortunately, or perhaps maybe, fortunately, in her haste to give him that gift in order to warn him about the tree that had been about to fall on him, she had misspoken her words and given him the “gift of fairy size”.
So yes, suddenly being lost in the rainforest while being only two inches tall, not to mention almost ending up as a big lizard’s lunch, she supposed him being frightened, frustrated, and eager to return to his normal size was to be expected. But seeing as she was still learning how to properly use her magic, she had been unable to return him to his natural size, and so would need to take him to her teacher, Magi Lune, to fix her little accident.
It was nice to see him loosen up and start having fun though. As they spent time together and she showed him around the forest, he had opened up to his surroundings and become more comfortable and relaxed, finding appreciation in the beauty all around them. Now, he didn’t seem to be in such a hurry to leave. And, if she was honest with herself, Crysta didn’t really want him to. They’d only known each of other for a little more than a day, but she had grown very fond of him during that time.
Growing up, Crysta had heard stories of how humans and fairies had once lived together in harmony as they worked together to help the forest flourish. That is, until Hexxus, the spirit of pollution and destruction, rose up from the earth when a volcano erupted and killed most of the humans. Those that survived had fled the forest in terror and never returned, not even after Magi had called upon all the magic of nature to seal the evil being in an enchanted tree, where he remained to this day.
For thousands of years, Crysta and the other fairies believed that humans were extinct. That is, until she met her new friend, Batty Koda, a fruit bat who had escaped from something called an animal lab with stories of humans and the horrible things they did to animals there. The things he’d said about them had not been pretty. In fact, his claims had completely contradicted everything the old stories Magi and their ancestors had passed down through the generations that described what humans were like.
In truth, Batty did seem to be rather paranoid and not altogether there in the head, while Magi, being the Sprite of the Forest, had been able to live long enough to have actually known humans from before Hexxus appeared. As such, Crysta didn’t exactly believe what he had to say about them since it went against what her teacher had told her. And so, ignoring his warnings, she had gone to Mount Warning, where he had said the humans were, eager to see some for herself if they were indeed still around. And that was where she had encountered Zak.
If she was honest, she was both impressed and disappointed in what she had learned about him. Humans were truly fascinating creatures, and even had their own special kind of magic. The ‘fire’ he had showed her had been warm and beautiful, even if it had hurt when she had touched it, but she should have known better than to just do that. The magic red X marks they put on trees where capable of stopping that tree eating monster, a “machine” called the leveler, Zak had said it was called, from going past them. And then there was that fascinating… thing that he called a stereo that played that strange yet wonderful music they had all danced to; she couldn’t remember the last time she’d had so much fun, and the same seemed to be true of her fellow fairies.
Sadly though, it seemed that humans were no longer as in touch with nature as they once were; that had been the disappointing part. Zak didn’t seem to understand the balance and importance of the forest; he couldn’t even feel the pain of the tree he had been carving her name into. She’d really been let down to discover that, but she was, overall, still completely fascinated by humans, and of Zak in particular. She took great enjoyment in getting to know and be with him personally.
Which was why she had wanted some time alone with him. Just the two of them by themselves, no Batty distrustfully hovering over them with his paranoia. So she had led him away from the others fairies as they continued to dance after her friends Pips and the Beetle Boys had tried to make off with him, no doubt to cause some trouble.
Looking down into the water, she saw Zak surface. He looked up at her and waved for her to join him. She let out a giggle and flew on down, pausing just before entering the water. She saw him watching her and let out a giggle before gracefully doing a backflip in the air and lightly splashing into the water.
The stream was refreshingly cool, and she swam around beneath the surface, her wings helping to push her along, just as if she were flying through the air. She looked towards the surface and saw Zak treading water. She resisted the urge to tease him by pulling him under though as she spotted a platypus swimming nearby, and she swam beneath Zak’s feet as she headed over to it and grabbed onto its tail. The creature didn’t seem to mind though as it happily swam along, dragging her with it; fairies were friends with pretty much all the animals of the forest and were greatly respected by them.
Zak was apparently on good terms with animals too back in his home he said was called a city, based on those strange images of him he carried around in what he called a wallet; dogs he had said they were called. So it seemed he wasn’t completely out of touch with nature, and seemed to be making progress in the areas he lacked. That was good, and she hoped she could help him understand further. He certainly seemed open to it.
She glanced back at him and saw that he had joined her underwater, though she knew that he would be no match for the swimming speed of the platypus, so she released the creature and motioned for him to follow her. She smiled as he began heading in her direction, and she turned around and continued swimming. She hadn’t just led him to this stream just for a swim, there was something special she wanted to show him.
There was a cave nearby that was quite a breathtaking sight to behold, and she knew that Zak would appreciate its beauty. She wanted to share with him all the wonders of the forest, and this cave, that she had dubbed the Blue Grotto, was one of her favorite places in all of FernGully; not to mention it was the perfect place to get a little privacy.
One of the reasons it was so private was because the entrance to it was underwater, so only a select number of creatures even knew about it. But she did, having found it by chance some time ago. She hadn’t shared its location with anyone, not even her father or Pips, and he was her closest friend. But she wanted to share it with Zak, and so she led him to the entrance as he followed behind her.
The platypus came up behind him to help him along since he couldn’t swim as fast due to his lack of wings, nudging him along with its nose to push him through the cave to help him keep up with her. She headed through the underwater tunnel and then made for the opening into the cave itself where there would be air to breath. The platypus pushed Zak up towards the entrance as well, and he began swimming on his own again as he followed after her.
She broke the surface, and a few seconds later felt Zak come up directly underneath her. She playfully floated into the air as he surfaced, standing on top of his head, but not resting any of her weight on him. Letting out a giggle, she flew off his head and watched as he climbed out of the pool and took in the gorgeous sight of the cave.
She could see that he did indeed appreciate its beauty as he looked around in amazement. And how couldn’t he not? While it was dark due to the sun being unable to shine, there was still enough light to see. And one could see that the cave was full of numerous small pools of water, with stalagmites and stalactites protruding from the floor and ceiling that almost seemed to glow with a soft blue light, as did the layer of mist filling the cave.
She fluttered down behind him as he walked over to another pool and looked down into it. It was shallow, not even ankle deep, but it reflected the cave ceiling in its surface, giving it the illusion of it looking like a drop. Zak hesitated by its edge when he reached it, seemingly trying to decide if it was indeed a drop-off or not. Crysta just couldn’t resist the urge to poke him in the back with her finger with a sudden, “Boo!”, giving him a small push as he leaned over the pool.
Looking on in amusement, she watched as his arms flailed about as he tried not to fall in, but was unable to maintain his balance and stumbled forward, quickly discovering just how shallow the pool was. She giggled at his antics as he cut his eyes at her in mock annoyance.
“Come on, Zak!” she said excitedly to him as she headed further into the cave.
Flying over to another pool, she splashed her hand into it, spreading a bit of her magic into it that caused the thin, nearly transparent layer of algae on the surface to flash gold as a ripple ran through it, causing the water to jump where she touched it. She then glanced at Zak as he looked on, intrigued, then mimicked her. And though there was some reaction from the semi-bioluminescent algae, he didn’t get quite the reaction she did.
Feeling playful and wanting to show off more of her magic to him, she swirled her finger in the pool, gathering up a portion of its contents and raising it up into the air to form a large ball of water. She then tossed it through the air and it floated over to Zak. He apparently didn’t think his actions through as he reached out to catch it, and the ball of water burst, splashing all over him.
Crysta giggled as he once again cut his eyes at her. Then, feeling giddy, she took off, gracefully skipping through the cave as she leapt from one pool to the next, hoping Zak would chase after her. He did, splashing in the different pools as he hurried to catch up with her, and soon they were skipping side-by-side through the cave.
That is, until they reached the big pool that filled up most of the cave. But while Crysta’s magic allowed her to quite literally continue skipping across its surface, Zak splashed down into the much deeper water.
She resisted the urge to laugh as she continued skipping, but then doubled back when he didn’t resurface. She fluttered over the water’s surface as she looked for him, finding it difficult to see anything beneath the surface with the way it reflected the cave ceiling. He surprised her though when he suddenly burst up directly underneath her and reached up to grab her with a look of victory on his face.
Too bad for him, it didn’t last as she disappeared in his hands. She reappeared a short distance away though with just her head poking out of the water as she looked on in amusement as he looked around for her in confusion; that had been the first time she had disappeared on him. He spotted her a few moments later, and she gave him a playful look before it melted into one of deep affection as he swam over to her, and she inclined her head for him to follow her.
They leisurely swam through the cave, and she moved closer to him to playfully bumped him with her shoulder as they began heading to, perhaps, her favorite spot. Due to the humidity of the cave, the water was nice and warm in here, a contrast to the cooler water of the stream outside that they had swam through to get here. But that wasn’t why this was her favorite part of the cave. No, that reason was reserved for something else entirely.
They were coming to that spot now. In this part of the cave, the ceiling and walls were always crawling with millions of glowworms. They shined like individual diamonds, making the roof and walls resemble the night sky. And with the water reflecting the ceiling, it was almost as if they were swimming through an ocean of stars. There truly was no other word for it except beautiful.
Glancing over at Zak, she saw that he was looking all around them in utter fascination. Then his gaze fell on her and they stopped swimming. She turned to him as he simply stared at her, as if she were the most beautiful thing in the cave. It made her feel shy, and he grinned at her, as if he found her reaction cute.
A strange feeling came over Crysta as he continued to grin at her, and she bit her bottom lip. She wasn’t sure what she was feeling, but as Zak stared at her, she was overcome with the desire to express just how much he meant to her. She could tell that he cared for her a great deal too, and she suddenly wanted him to come to know and understand her on a much deeper level, just as she wanted to know him.
Seeking out his hands underwater, she slowly brought them up and interlocked their fingers. Closing her eyes, she reached down into the deepest part of herself and began pouring her magic into him. Her hands began to glow, and the blue light flowed over them and onto his until his hands began glowing as well. She opened her eyes to see his reaction, and saw that he had a look of utter amazement on his face. She let out a small laugh at his look of awe and glanced down at their hands as they stopped glowing.
While it was clear that he realized that something very special had just happened between them, she doubted he understood just how very intimate it had been. Sharing her magic like that with him was something incredibly deep and very personal for fairies, something they only did for someone they held the deepest and utmost affection for. She had never done that with anyone before, but she had wanted to experience it with him. She wanted to share that part of herself. And she also hoped that it would allow him to understand her and the forest itself better, in ways he didn’t seem to be able to.
Feeling bashful, she bit down on her bottom lip again before returning her gaze to his face and giving him a smile. He was smiling at her too, but soon her smile fell away as she suddenly realized just how close their faces were, and that feeling she couldn’t identify returned. No, it didn’t return, it had never left, it just felt stronger now.
Almost against her will, her eyes darted down to his lips, and she simultaneously sucked her own lips into her mouth before catching herself and returning her gaze to his eyes, briefly giving him a bashful smile. The smile slowly fell away from his face as well as he too seemed to recognize their proximity, and a strange look appeared on his face as he stared at her intensely. Crysta imagined that she wore a similar expression on her face.
For some reason, she began to feel a mixture of nervousness and excitement. In her chest, her heart began beating so rapidly that she was almost afraid that it would burst out of her chest. Zak was staring at her so hard, as if she were the only thing he could see, the only thing that existed. He was certainly the only thing she could see right how, and she found it impossible to tear her eyes away from his. And were their faces getting closer?
Yes, they were definitely getting closer. She hadn’t even been aware of it until now, but they had been slowly closing the distance between them. Her stomach clenched in anticipation as her heart began racing even faster. Their faces were now mere inches apart, at least in fairy measurements, and a dreamy look appeared on his face. And then he suddenly leaned in and pressed his lips to hers. As if instinct took her over, her eyes drifted shut and she kissed him back.
The kiss only lasted for a second or two before realization hit her and she pulled back in surprise. A gasp escaped her as she stared at him with wide eyes. He’d kissed her. He’d kissed her! She hadn’t expected that. And she’d kissed him back. It may have only been for about a second, but they had still kissed.
She’d never kissed anyone before, and certainly hadn’t expected this turn of events. But now that it had happened, she realized just how natural it had felt. Not only that, she realized just how much she had wanted him to kiss her, and just how much she had wanted to kiss him. She was still surprised by it, but at the same time, a feeling of happiness bubbled up inside her.
Zak looked somewhat surprised himself, his lips still puckered. But then he smiled at her, and a small laugh escaped him. She let out a laugh as well, not because anything was funny, but because of the happiness she was feeling right now.
But then it was because it was funny as he glanced down in shock and suddenly realized that they were both hovering in the air. He had apparently been so caught up in the moment that he didn’t even notice them float out of the water. Not that she could blame him, because she had been equally as distracted.
His surprise became a look of amazement at how he was floating on his own without her carrying him, the simple contact of their hands being enough to allow the levitation. He got over his surprise though and looked back at her with a smile, and that feeling of giddiness she felt before returned as she began buzzing and fidgeting happily.
“What’s happening?” he asked, sounding completely awed.
“What do you mean?” she asked teasingly.
He nodded towards the water below. “I’m floating. My body feels so light.”
She gave him a tender look. “That’s because it is. That’s the magic of fairy love. We share the same feelings now.”
Releasing one of his hands, she gave him a light tug as she began to fly across the pool, pulling him along with her, and they gracefully flew over the water’s surface. Zak held out the hand that she wasn’t holding as they flew side-by-side, almost as if he had wings of his own. She let out a giggle at his obvious enjoyment of flying, still feeling overwhelmed with happiness, her lips still tingling from their kiss; she wished she hadn’t pulled away.
She brought them down lower so they were just above the water. Zak reached down and let his hand drag through the water as they flew along, distorting their reflections. Smiling, she reached down as well to also trail her fingers through the water. They continued on like that until they reached the other side of the pool.
Crysta brought them upright and they touched down on the shore. She turned to him and gave him a smile, and he returned it with a grin of his own. That feeling of giddiness returned again and she let out a giggle. He was apparently feeling it too, because he started chuckling as well, and soon they were both laughing.
“That was amazing,” he told her.
What was? Their kiss? The cave? Flying? Her sharing her magic with him? All of it? Yes, probably all of it, for that’s how she felt too.
“It was,” she agreed as their laughter settled down.
That dreamy look returned to his face again as he stared at her and spoke in a much quieter tone. “You’re amazing.”
Warmth filled her chest as she found herself getting lost in his eyes. “So are you,” she whispered.
He was still holding her hand, and then he reached for her other one, giving them both an affectionate squeeze. He stepped closer as he brought their hands up and clasped both of hers in his, still staring at her, and her staring back.
Just like before, their faces started moving closer again. This time Crysta recognized the moment for what it was. He wanted to kiss her again, and she caught herself subconsciously licking her lips, wanting him to kiss her again.
Reaching up with one hand, he brushed her wet hair behind her pointy ear before gently cupping her face. She clasped her hands together tightly in anticipation as he continued to hold them in his other hand. He was close now, so close, and her lips parted as she let out a breath.
“Crysta,” he said quietly as his thumb stroked her cheek.
“Zak,” she whispered back.
This time, it was less spontaneous, and she was ready for it. He leaned in and she tilted her head up to meet him halfway. Their lips met as they kissed again, and this time she did not pull away. She removed her hands from his and placed them on his chest, taking handfuls of his shirt to hold him to her. He continued to cup her face as his other hand went around her to settle on her lower back, bringing her closer.
Crysta didn’t know how long they kissed for; she just knew that she didn’t want it to end. It felt magical, both in the figurative sense and the literal sense. Eventually though, end it did. Breaking the kiss, Zak pulled back, but he kept his face close to hers, their breath intermingling. She kept her eyes closed to savor the moment for as long as possible.
When she did open her eyes though, she let out a small gasp. Zak was staring at her so intensely it caused her heart to race even faster than it already was. She recognized that look on his face for what it was. Desire. He desired her. She recognized it because she now understood it to be same feeling she had, the one she hadn’t been able to identify earlier when they were in the water together. She desired him too, fiercely.
Was this possible? A human and a fairy? Their circumstances weren’t natural, only the result of a magical accident. She had thought that Zak was attractive since the first moment she saw him, but this was something else entirely. What she was feeling, what she was experiencing, she didn’t think it was possible.
But it was happening. It was happening right now. And it wasn’t just on her end. Zak was feeling it too. She could see it; she could feel it. This connection between them, she’d never felt this with anyone. She knew that Pips had feelings for her, but she always saw him as a brother. With Zak though, it was different. What she felt for him was completely different. And it was more than her intrigue of him being a human, more than mere physical attraction or chemistry. The two of them shared something special.
But again, was this possible? Under these circumstances, she supposed it was. They may be different species, but aside from a few physical differences, humans weren’t all that different from fairies. Size had separated them before, but that was no longer a factor. In theory, what she was considering should technically be possible, there was nothing really preventing them from taking that next step. But should they?
Her mind suddenly jumped back to when she and Zak had first entered FernGully. Back then, Zak had been snatched up by the Beetle Boys. They’d taken off with him while leaving Crysta behind calling after them that Zak was her human. She hadn’t exactly meant that the way it sounded, at least not at the time, but as things stood now, her words had been truer than she realized. She had come to think of Zak as her human.
And she wanted him. Badly. And from the way he was looking at her and behaving, he wanted her too just as much. What did it matter if he was a human and she was a fairy? They were physically compatible enough for their differences not to matter. So why shouldn’t they give in to their desires? Why not express their feelings? It was what they both wanted after all.
He was still cupping her face, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. Reaching up, she took hold of his hand and turned her face into it, pressing a kiss to his palm. She then locked eyes with him again and slowly brought his hand down and placed it on her breast over her top. Zak stared at his hand on her chest before looking back up at her. She said nothing, and instead pressed his hand more firmly against her.
After a few moments, he began to gently knead her breast through her top, and a breath escaped her in response. He did this for a short while, as if testing the waters to see how she would react, and she let her eyes drift shut as she enjoyed his touch. But then she felt him apply pressure to her back with the hand he had resting there, bringing her even closer to him. She released the hand she was pressing to her chest and brought her arms up to wrap them around his neck as his lips sought out hers.
They resumed kissing as Zak held her close while continuing to massage her breast. One of her hands tangled in his hair as she pressed herself up against him. She began to lean back as Zak dipped her slightly and lifted one of her legs, hooking it around his calf, not even realizing she had done so until she felt something hard poke against her inner thigh.
She gasped in surprise at the feel of it, but Zak’s lips quickly found hers again, kissing her even harder. She responded to his passion, gripping his shirt tightly as she pressed herself against his hardness. The feel of him pushing against her center caused her to moan against his lips, and he took advantage of her open mouth to deepen the kiss.
Another surprised gasp escaped her when she felt his tongue stroke against hers, and this time she did pull back, bringing up her hand to touch her lips. Zak blinked, as if surprised that she had pulled back. Removing his hand from her breast, he rubbed the back of his head, looking bashful.
“Sorry, was that too much?” he asked, sounding embarrassed.
Getting over her surprise, she lowered her hand and shook her head. “No.”
He gave her a smile, still looking embarrassed. Moving closer, she reached for him again. This time she initiated the kiss, once again wrapping her arms around his neck. His own arms went around her as well as he kissed her back, picking up where they left off.
She willingly opened up for him this time, and he accepted the invitation, dipping his tongue into her mouth. Crysta’s toes curled on the smooth cave floor as the feel of their oral muscles stroking against each other sent feelings of delight racing through her body. And she had thought that kissing when it was merely lip contact was magical. This kiss made her feel like she could fly, literally, and her wings began fluttering rapidly.
They came apart for air, both of them breathing heavily as they rested their foreheads together, red coloring their cheeks. Crysta’s eyes fluttered open and she stared up into Zak’s, his own hooded gaze shining with emotion and dark with desire. She bit her bottom lip again as her mouth pulled into a smile, and a giggle of pure happiness escaped her. The way he was looking at her, she never felt so desired, and she greatly desired him as well. By all the forces of nature, she wanted him.
As their breathing evened out, Zak moved in to kiss her again. She stopped him though by placing a finger to his lips. He gave her a questioning look, and she returned it with a playful smile. Removing her finger from his lips, she held her hands up over her head and gave him an expectant look.
He appeared to be confused at first, looking up and down her arms, as if he expected something to happen. She resisted the urge to giggle as she waited for him to figure it out. She didn’t have to wait long though, and saw his eyes widen when he understood. He gave her a look as if he were checking to see if she was sure, and her smile widened as she gave him a small nod.
His hands slowly moved away from her lower back and ran them up her body until they reached her pink top. Taking hold of the bottom, he began pulling it up. Her breasts were slowly exposed as the wet material reached her chin, and a small, happy sound escaped her as he lifted it up and over her head. She could tell that he was being wary of her wings, but there was really no need; they were a lot tougher than they looked.
Her smile evolved into a grin as her top cleared her hands, and she lowered her arms to her sides. She looked at Zak and saw that his gaze was fixated on her chest. She supposed she should feel embarrassed at her exposure, but for some reason, she didn’t. She felt completely comfortable with him, and he was looking at her as if she were the most beautiful thing in the world.
Taking his hand that was still holding her top, she took it from him and dropped it on the ground beside them. Then, in an imitation of what she did before, she brought up his hand and placed it over her now bare breast. He immediately began to caress it gently, then brought up his other hand and placed it over her other one.
Crysta’s own hands fell away from his as she closed her eyes, letting out a sigh as she enjoyed his touch. He handled her as if she were something fragile, something precious, and her nipples grew hard and beaded under his touch. His caresses caused her hands to clench at her side as she proceeded to nibble on her bottom lip.
“Crysta?” she heard him say after a short while.
“Hmm?”
“Can I… touch your wings?”
Her eyes slowly fluttered open and she looked at him. His hands were still on her breasts, but his eyes were on her wings. She realized that, as a human, he didn’t understand the boundaries of a fairy’s wings and was trying to be courteous. And while a fairy’s wings weren’t necessarily considered private, they were sensitive, and others didn’t casually touch them; doing so was akin to holding hands or tickling or hugging someone.
Giving him a smile, she nodded. “You can touch me anywhere, Zak.”
His eyes returned to her wings and he hesitated for a few moments before sliding his hands up her chest. When he reached her shoulders, he hesitated again, and then, with only one hand, he slowly reached for one of her wings.
Ever so gently, as if he was afraid he might hurt her, he let his fingers graze her wings. A playful smile spread across Crysta’s face and she fluttered the wing he touched, causing him to gasp in surprise and pull his hand back, as if he thought he had actually hurt her. She let out a giggle and saw him relax as he realized that she was just teasing him.
That seemed to convince him that her wings weren’t as delicate as they appeared and simply touching them wouldn’t hurt her. He reached for her wing again, a little more confidently this time, and began stroking it. He smiled and made a laughing sound that sounded both relieved and amazed. Then he brought up his other hand and reached for her other wings and began stroking that one as well.
Crysta’s eyes drifted shut again as a shiver ran through her. Her wings felt extra sensitive under his touch, and it felt even more intimate than it should. She didn’t want him to stop though as he smoothed his hands along their length, utterly fascinated by them. She couldn’t resist teasing him again though and fluttered them once more. He released them, but didn’t pull back this time as he realized that she was just messing with him again, and began stroking them once more when they went still.
“They’re beautiful, Crysta, like plates of diamond,” he complimented her. “They almost feel like plastic, but they’re as soft and smooth as silk.”
She knew what diamonds were and she knew of silkworms and the material they produced, but she had no idea what ‘plastic’ was. She understood that he liked her wings though, and it sent a warm feeling flowing through her.
She allowed him to examine her wings for a time before she felt his hands on her shoulders again. Opening her eyes, she saw him staring at her with the same level of want as before. Bringing up her own hands, she placed the on his arms and then began to lean back, not falling, but slowly hovering towards the ground.
Her hands ran down the length of his arms until her hands reached his and she took hold of them. She tugged on them as she continued to lower herself to the ground, encouraging him to join her. He couldn’t resist gravity the way she could though, but crouched down to his knees all the same as she laid down on the cave floor, her wings resting flat beneath her.
With her lying down, Zak moved on top of her. She reached up and cupped his face with both hands, smiling up at him affectionately. He returned the gesture by once again pushing a lock of her wet hair behind her ear. Her smile widened before her gaze drifted lower to his shirt. Her hands left his face and reached down to grip the material, then her eyes returned to him.
Taking the hint, Zak reached back and began to work the shirt over his head. The material was wet and clung to his skin, making it difficult, and he almost seemed to get stuck inside. Crysta let out a giggle as she assisted him, helping him to get it off. She finally succeeded and tossed it aside, then let her eyes take in Zak’s exposed upper body.
Her eyes greedily drank in the sight of him, and she was overcome with the urge to touch him. She gave into that urge and reached for him, placing her hands against his warm, hard chest. Her fare skin stood out against his darker complexion as she began admiring his body appreciatively. Her hands slid up higher to his shoulders, and she gently pulled him down to her.
Zak lowered himself onto her, and Crysta’s body heated as she felt her breasts press against his chest, but she was soon distracted as his lips met hers again in another kiss. Her arms went from his shoulders to wrap around him as his own held him up so he wouldn’t crush her. She only hugged him tighter, wanting to feel his weight on her.
Their lips and tongues moved against each other as they kissed. Crysta continued to hold Zak to her as close as possible as she shifted underneath him, rubbing their bodies together erotically. When she felt Zak rise up slightly, she was about to protest at the loss of contact until she felt his hand close over one of her breasts, and she let out a moan instead. He caressed her breast as he continued to kiss her before lifting his mouth from hers and moving lower to close his mouth over her nipple.
A loud gasp escaped Crysta as she arched her back off the ground. Zak kept his mouth latched onto her breast, sucking on her pebbled nipple. Crysta turned her head into the ground as she pushed her chest up at him. His other hand took hold of her other breast, teasing the hardened nub between his thumb and index finger. Crysta began panting as she squirmed underneath him, grabbing at the back of his head to keep it where it was.
He switched sides, turning his attention to her other one. He lapped up each individual water droplet clinging to her chest, causing Crysta to inhale and clench her fists each time she felt his warm tongue make contact with her heated flesh, and she turned her face further into the cooler ground to cool the warmth in her cheeks.
But then she felt him making his way back up her body. She whimpered as she felt his lips trail over her neck, then along her flushed cheek. Then, quite unexpectedly, she felt him nibble on her pointed ear, causing her to exhale loudly and a shiver ran through her. How did he know that fairies’ ears were sensitive like that? Was it fluke, or was the same true of humans’ ears? She would have to remember to find out later.
Releasing her ear, Zak chuckled at her reaction. She giggled as well as she looked back up at him. Once their chuckling settled down, they stared at each other for several long moments as she massaged his scalp and he stroked her cheek with his thumb. Then she glanced down the length of their bodies, and a few moments later, he followed her gaze. Their eyes rested on her pink skirt, her last article of clothing.
Their eyes found each other again, and then, as if they had communicated telepathically, they began moving at the same time. Zak rose off her as Crysta adjusted underneath him. Bending her legs, she lifted her bottom as she took hold of her shirt and pushed it down. As the material slid past her hips, she released it as Zak’s hands took over, pulling it down her legs. She lowered her rear and raised her legs to assist him, and he slipped it off her feet. She then lowered her legs and laid on full display for him, completely exposed to his gaze.
Zak stared at her as if in awe, his eyes trailing up and down her body. She could actually feel his gaze as it ran over her body, as if it were heating her skin wherever he looked. His eyes moved from her face to her perky breasts, down her slim stomach, over the triangle of curls between her legs, to the ends of her toes. She felt a little shy now, but still not embarrassed or uncomfortable like she thought she would the first time a man saw her naked.
“Gorgeous,” Zak whispered so quietly she almost didn’t hear him.
She felt a blush fill her cheeks as she held her arms out for him to come to her. He took her hands in his, interlocking their fingers, but did not go back down to her. Instead, he lowered his face down to her stomach and pressed a kiss to it. Crysta’s mouth fell open in delight as she felt him kiss her naval, and a small breath escaped her. He did it again, peppering kisses all over her abdomen, and she let her eyes slide shut and squeezed his hands.
A squeal suddenly escaped her as she felt him dip his tongue into her bellybutton to lap up the water that had gathered there. He chuckled at her response and she giggled as well before letting out a sigh as he continued pressing kisses to her now hypersensitive flesh. He moved lower and Crysta felt goose-bumps break out across her skin, despite the warmth of the cave. He was getting closer to her center, and she began to rub her legs together as anticipation coiled in her stomach.
Releasing her hands, he took hold of her legs. She glanced down at him and he looked up at her. Her eyes widened as she realized what he was about to do, and allowed her head to fall back. She breathed steadily through her mouth, taking long deep breaths as she stared up at the ceiling of the cave that reflected the night sky. Slowly though, she opened her legs to him as he spread her, and her nails scratched at the floor in anticipation. She could feel his breath lightly grazing her core, and her heart rapidly beat in her chest as she waited.
Her wings buzzed when she first felt his tongue slide over her, causing her to rise a few inches off the ground. She settled back down, but a moment later, she felt him lick her again, and she twisted her body to the side. He did it again, and she twisted the other way, then arched her back with a gasp as he did it again.
She heard him chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her legs and spread her wider. She waited with baited breath as she stared up at the cave ceiling, her nails scratching at the smooth floor, feeling the need to grab hold of something. Then she felt his mouth on her fully, and she cried out, her whole body jerking. A pleasant shiver ran through her as she felt his tongue begin running over her wet entrance, and she was most definitely not wet just from being in the water.
Biting her bottom lip, she did her best to keep still as Zak worked his own personal human magic on her with his lips and tongue. Small jerks jolted her body in reaction to the stimulation, and she proceeded to whimper. Her breathing started to become labored, her mouth falling open into an ‘O’ shape as she stared wide-eyed at the ceiling. The millions of glowworms covering it reflected in her eyes, making her feel as if she were staring into the depths of the space itself, unable to look away.
She felt him spread her further with his fingers before he began licking along her inner walls. One of Crysta’s hands flew to her mouth as another cry escaped her. Her bent legs began sliding forward and back without her telling them to as she squirmed about. Zak’s hand that wasn’t holding her open attempted to stop her from moving, but found that to be impossible as she lowered and raised her hips to his mouth.
The hand covering her mouth did little to muffle her next cry as she felt his tongue actually slide up into her, and her back arched off the ground, her wings buzzing madly. She settled back on the ground a few seconds later, but it was impossible to keep still, and her body continued to jerk. Her one hand clamped down harder over her mouth as the one clawing at the floor reached to grab hold of something to anchor herself somehow, otherwise she felt like she was going to float away, and without the use of her wings.
She ended up reaching for the one thing she could grab hold of, and her fingers tangled in Zak’s hair as she grabbed the back of his head. She pulled him harder against her, pressing his face between her legs as she took long, deep breaths, trying to regain control of her body. But then he adjusted his hold on her, and she felt one of his fingers slide up into her.
The hand covering her mouth closed into a fist and she slammed it down on the ground beside her. Her chest heaved as she took deep breaths, her grip on Zak’s hair tightening as he moved his finger in and out of her. Whimpers and the occasional gasp escaped her amongst her heavy breathing, and her toes curled in delight. Something was building up inside her, and Zak was the cause of it. She almost felt as if she was going to shatter to pieces as the buildup grew larger and the result got closer.
She called out his name when she felt him insert a second finger. Unable to keep her eyes open, she let them slide shut as her back arched, slowly rising higher and higher off the ground. Zak’s fingers curled inside her as they stroked her inner walls, all the while he continued to run his tongue over her. She released his hair as her hands closed into tight fists and she began turning her head left and right, slamming a fist on the ground with each turn of her head.
And then it happened. She felt as if an explosion had gone off inside her, as if a deep, ancient magic was flowing through her body and being unleashed. Her eyes were still closed, but it was as if she were still staring at the ceiling as stars danced behind her eyelids, and a scream tore its way out of her mouth and echoed through the cave.
Her whole body was convulsing uncontrollably, and she struggled to suck down air. Words were lost to her as all she seemed capable of was emitting were incoherent sounds. Waves of pleasure were flowing through her, making her feel as if she were flying without magic or the use of her wings. With trembling hands, she reached for Zak again, grasping his head and holding it against her as she continued to ride out her orgasm.
The wonderful sensations slowly died down and her body began to settle. She stopped spasming and her breathing slowed down as a feeling of utter bliss began to settle in. Her heart was still racing in her chest, but she felt completely serene and at peace. She lovingly stroked Zak’s hair, but soon her hands dropped to her sides, though her legs remained bent on either side of his head.
Her legs tingled and she felt warm and fuzzy all over. The whole world had faded away. Leaving her in a state of total contentment. She felt Zak move as he crawled up her body, and after taking a few more seconds to enjoy the exquisiteness of her blissful state, she cracked her eyes open to see her human hovering above her.
A smile spread across her face as she felt tears creep up in her eyes as she stared up at him. He gave her a smile as well, and her gaze was drawn to his lips. She felt an excited thrill go through her as she saw his mouth wet with her juices before he wiped them away with the back of his hand. Her eyes drifted shut again as she let out a sigh, feeling as if she could melt into a puddle of happiness.
She felt him lean down over her and he pressed a kiss to her forehead. He then placed one over each of her eyes, then the tip of her nose, then finally her lips. His kisses were so tender that she felt more tears threaten to creep up in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, pouring out all her feelings into her kiss.
They kissed for a time until Crysta began shifting around underneath him again. She hugged him tightly and brought up one of her legs around his waist. The wet material of his pants rubbed against her, reminding her that he was only partly undressed. She wanted the offending material gone, wanting to feel his skin against hers, all of it, and began running her hands down his back until she reached his pants, and she attempted to push them down.
They wouldn’t budge though, as if something were holding them in place. Though she didn’t recall seeing any ties on them. Zak broke the kiss and lifted himself up, looking down at her hands on his pants. He glanced at her and she gave him a questioning look. A light chuckle escaped him as he seemed to realize her dilemma.
He shifted onto his side and Crysta watched curiously as he unbuttoned his pants and then pulled down a small bit of metal that ran down what seemed to be a trail of teeth that came apart. She had never seen anything like that before. What a fascinating device.
Whatever it did, it caused his pants to loosen, and Zak began to push his pants down his legs. Much to Crysta’s surprise, she saw that he was wearing a second shorter covering beneath them. They didn’t seem to have the same confinement measures that his pants had, and so she grabbed at them. An excited, playful grin spread across her face as she began working them down his waist. He laughed at her eagerness, and she couldn’t help but to laugh at it too.
As he kicked off the last of his garments, Crysta grabbed his shoulders and pulled him on top of her again, wrapping her arms around him once more. More chuckles and giggles escaped them as they held each other, neither of them embarrassed by their nakedness. Their laughs soon died down though, and they went back to intensely staring at each other.
Zak gently reached out and stroked her cheek before tracing her lips with his thumb. Crysta placed a kiss to his fingertip before looking into his eyes, silently begging him to kiss her. He seemed to understand her silent plea and leaned down to press his lips to hers.
Lying in each other’s arms, they continued to kiss as they rubbed against each other, their hands exploring. Zak grinned against her, and Crysta could feel his hot, hardened length as it pressed against her stomach. She shifted underneath him and began spreading her legs so she was cradling his thighs, caressing the length of his leg with her foot.
Zak ground their cores together, and Crysta felt his length rub against her, and she broke the kiss with a gasp, turning her head away. She immediately felt Zak’s lips on her neck, and she cooed in response as she ran her hands up and down his back. His own hands trailed over her body as well, over her sides, her breasts, her arms, face, wings. His touch set her aflame, her lips tugging into a smile as her mouth hung open.
She wanted this, she craved this. She wanted him, she wanted to feel him inside her, to unite their bodies as they claimed each other. She tried to convey this by bending her knees on either side of him and angling her hips. He didn’t seem to notice though as he continued to kiss along her neck and then down to her chest, where he once again took a nipple into his mouth.
Crysta let out a “Mmm” sound at the feel of him suckling at her, but there was something else she craved more, and she ran her hands through his hair as she brought his head back up to her face so they could resume kissing.
“Zak,” she whispered against his lips, “I need you. Please, take me.”
He stared down at her for a few seconds before lifting himself up slightly and looking down the space between them. Crysta thought he was going to insert himself, but instead she felt two of his fingers slide up into her again.
A quiet groan escaped her as her eyes drifted shut and her head fell back. Her mouth fell open and she began taking long deep breaths as she felt his fingers stroking her inner walls, her own fingers clinging to the back of his neck as she clung to him. But as delightful as his touch was, it wasn’t what she wanted right now. Was he attempting to prepare her? There was really no need, she was already more than ready for him; she had already orgasmed and couldn’t be any wetter if she jumped in the pool.
“Zak!” she cried out suddenly, pulling him down on top of her and burying her face into his hair as she whispered almost desperately into his ear and repeated her request. “Please, I need you, Zak. Now. Right now.”
He answered her with a searing kiss. At first she thought he was going to torture her some more, but instead he pulled his fingers out of her and laid fully on top of her. He adjusted his hips as he got in position, cradling her face in his hands as he continued to kiss her, and she locked her arms around his neck again. She could feel his tip press against her entrance, and her stomach clenched in anticipation as she practically trembled with desire.
A light whimper escaped her as he began to push his way inside, and her nether-lips parted to grant him entrance, welcoming him into her body. She could feel it as he began to stretch her, going slow as he filled her. He paused though as he came in contact with the evidence that she was untouched. He broke the kiss and looked down the lengths of their bodies again before looking back at her, as if to check to make sure if she was certain of this.
Crysta had never been more sure about anything in her life as she tightened her hold on him, bringing his face down to hers so she could whisper against his lips. “Don’t stop. Just push.”
He still hesitated for a few moments before pressing his lips to hers. Then he began to push against her barrier. She felt it start to give, causing her some discomfort, but he was gentle, not wanting to hurt her. Crysta knew that it couldn’t be helped though, and braced herself. He pushed forward a little harder, and she felt herself tear a little more. After that, he seemed to decide to just get it over with quickly and pushed the rest of the way inside.
Crysta inhaled loudly with her lips still pressed against Zak’s, her arms tightening around him and her wings suddenly buzzing. It had hurt, but not as bad as she thought it would, and the knowledge that she now had Zak inside her filled her with a profound sense of joy that surpassed any level of pain. Her wings stopped buzzing and settled back down, but her arms remained locked around him as her bent legs squeezed his hips.
He kept kissing her as he continued to cup her face, trying to sooth her as he kept still, waiting for her to adjust to him. Crysta continued to cling to him as she waited for the pain to pass, responding to his kisses. He was patient, giving her all the time she needed, and she slowly began to relax.
The pain began to pass, and she began to feel things beyond it. She felt the way Zak filled her, hot and hard, stretching her insides. She felt the way her inner walls gripped him as he pulsed inside her. It gave her a sense of utter completion, as if there had been a piece of her missing that she hadn’t known about before now, and she was glad that he was the one to fill that void.
Lifting his head, he looked down at her in concern. “Are you ok?”
His concern touched her and she nodded up at him. “I’ll be fine.”
He frowned, still looking worried. “I’m sorry I hurt you.”
That brought a smile to her face, and she gently pulled him down to lie on her as she hugged him. “Just hold me for now.”
He complied, embracing her as best as he could and burying his face in the crook of her neck. They laid like that for a long while, just holding each other, their legs intertwined. Every so often, she felt his lips press against her neck, and her smile widened as more happy tears threatened to creep up in her eyes as she once again stared at the star-filled-like ceiling.
As the minutes ticked by, Crysta slowly became aware of the gentle rocking motion Zak had begun making. The movements were very subtle, and he didn’t even seem to be aware that he was doing it. Each motion sent small ripples of sensation through her and made her want to respond to his movements, and for him to move even more. It no longer hurt to have him inside her, though there was still some lingering discomfort.
Her desire for movement though was stronger, and she placed her lips to his ear. “You can start moving now.”
He lifted his head and looked down at her questioningly. “You sure?”
In answer, she lifted her head and placed a kiss to his lips before giving him a smile. “I’m sure. It doesn’t hurt anymore. I want you to make love to me, Zak.”
He stared down at her for a few moments, as if to determine that she really was ok to continue. Then, ever so slowly, he began to pull his hips back. Crysta’s breath hitched as he moved with exquisite, unbearable slowness, the feel of his length rubbing against her inner walls sending delightful tingles through her body, originating from where they were connected.
Zak stared at her, watching her reaction, pausing when he was almost out of her. At his pause, she gave him a nod, and he pushed back in, a fraction of the speed faster. Crysta’s mouth fell open in a gasp as she gripped his shoulders, staring into his eyes. His gaze remained locked on hers as well as he began to retract again. And so began the steady push and pull of their movements on the cave floor.
Whatever discomfort Crysta still felt faded away and was replaced with feelings of pleasure. She swayed in time with Zak’s movements, her breasts rubbing against his chest as she held onto his shoulders. He cradled her face in his hands, keeping their lips just short of making contact and actually pressing a kiss to them. She rocked with him, lifting her hips to meet his each time he pushed back into her.
It was beautiful, magical. Crysta had never felt more alive as she did in this moment. All her senses felt heightened and sharper than ever, her skin hypersensitive, and she was never more aware of everything. She needed more though. As pleasing as this agonizingly slow and steady pace was, she needed more.
“Faster,” she whispered against his lips. “Go faster.”
He did as she asked, increasing his pace, rocking into her a little harder. She let out a breathy “Yes,” as her toes curled in response. She hugged him even tighter and brought her legs up to wrap them around his waist, and her breathing began coming out in heavy pants. Zak’s breathing had become labored as well as he rested his forehead against hers.
They moved together, setting a rhythm that they both fell into. Crysta no longer felt any pain or discomfort, all she could feel was him and the delicious sensations he sent through her body with every move he made. Even now, with him moving inside her, she still felt no embarrassment or shame at what they were doing as she began to run her hands over his back and shoulders, trying to touch him everywhere all at once.
She gradually became aware of the small sounds she was making, little breathy moans that escaped her each time their hips met. She could hear Zak letting out silent grunts as well as he pushed into her, lightly running her nails up and down his back. She relished in their shared sounds of passion and changed her hold on him, hooking her arms underneath his to grab hold of his shoulders as she nuzzled her face into his neck, pressing open-mouth kisses to his skin. She felt him start to place kisses along the side of her face and let out a sigh. As he slowly and gently made love to her, she gave herself over completely to sensation, letting everything else slip away.
Time ceased to have meaning. All she knew was him, and she fully indulged in their love making as she locked her heels together to help push him into her. She panted into his neck as he held onto her shoulders for leverage to help drive him into her. She felt him press more kisses along the side of her face before feeling his lips move over her long, pointy ear. Little whimpers escaped her as she felt his teeth lightly graze the bottom of her ear before he ran his tongue over the shell, making his way to the end of the pointed tip.
Another gasp escaped her as she felt him once again nibble at the end of her ear, and her eyes flew open to once again stare at the starry-like ceiling. She could feel something starting to build up within her again, something coiling in the pit of her stomach that was growing tighter and tighter, threatening to burst and cause her to shatter into a million pieces and spread across the cosmos.
She wanted to reach that end. She needed it desperately. It was a peak she needed to reach, a slow build up to something wonderful. And the more the two of them moved together, the closer she got. Her hold on him tightened, and she seemed to unconsciously be curling in on herself as she clung to him. And the closer she got, the louder her moans became, and she was unable to hold them back.
She was almost there, so close she could practically taste it. Her wings buzzed every few seconds, as if she were subconsciously preparing to take flight off the edge of a deep precipice of a high peak and fly away. Her eyes remained locked on the ceiling as it almost became hard to breath, causing her to suck down air even faster. Zak seemed to sense that she was on the verge of something great and began giving more exaggerated thrusts, and one of her hands fell to his rear and grasped his cheek encouragingly.
And suddenly, she was there. A sweet feeling of relief hit her as she felt that bubble that had been building up inside her stomach popped, and the pleasure inside it spread throughout her entire body. It was similar to the orgasm he had given her with his mouth and fingers, only stronger, sweeter, and it caused her entire body to start shaking.
Her breath and voice seemed to get stuck in her throat as her trembling body seemed to tense and lock up. She clung desperately to Zak as he held himself inside her, no longer thrusting as he seemed to simply be enjoying the feel of her muscles convulsing around him. She clung to him desperately as she repeatedly gulped, trying to suck down air. She tried to say his name, but she was beyond words, managing to only emit small whimpers. Her vision grew blurry as tears filled her eyes, and she squeezed them shut, seeing flashes of white light behind her lids.
She didn’t want this feeling to end, but it eventually began to die down. Her body stopped shaking and her hold on him slowly loosened as she was once again able to breathe normally, albeit rapidly. A whimpering cry escaped her as her tears began to flow freely from the sheer bliss and pure joy she felt both physically and emotionally. She suddenly needed to kiss him, almost feeling as if she would die if she didn’t, and she grasped his face, her lips seeking out his.
Their lips found each other and she kissed him with what bordered on desperation. When one kiss ended, she immediately initiated another one. But it still wasn’t enough. She needed more contact with him, and once again wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him to her, not removing her lips from his, keeping them in contact as much as physically possible.
Her emotions continued to run high, but the desperation she felt began to settle. She finally relinquished her tight hold on him, but kept her arms around his neck, allowing him to break the kiss and lift his head to look down at her. She opened her eyes to look up at him too, though her vision remained blurry as her tears continued to flow.
A small laugh mixed with a happy sob escaped her as she broke out in a smile that felt too big for her face. He made a similar sound as he smiled as well. He began running his hands through her wet hair, and Crysta did something similar as she twirled her index finger through the ends of the back of his, unable to remember the last time she had ever felt so happy.
As they continued to smile at each other, Crysta became aware of the fact that he was still hard inside her. She knew that meant that he hadn’t finished. She was glad, not wanting this to end yet. What they had shared had felt so special, so beautiful, and she wanted more of it. And she wanted to bring him the same pleasure that he had given her.
Reaching up, she stroked his cheek before biting her lower lip as she grinned mischievously. Squeezing her legs together on either side of him, she suddenly grabbed his shoulders and buzzed her wings, quickly flipping them over. Zak let out a surprised “Whoa!” as he suddenly ended up underneath her. Crysta let out a giggle from on top of him at the surprised look on his face.
“Crysta–” he began, but she silenced him by placing a finger to his lips.
“Shh,” she gently but playfully shushed him as she spoke in a quiet voice. “It’s my turn now.”
Removing her finger, she gave him a smile as she sat up straight astride him. Zak let his head fall back as he stared up at her, his eyes running over her body. Even now as she straddled him while he looked over her nude form, she still didn’t feel embarrassed. She felt nothing short of beautiful having him gaze upon her, and she saw the appreciation in his eyes as he admired her.
Resting her hands on his stomach in front of her, she began to move on him, gently wiggling her hips side to side. She felt his length move inside her, running against her walls, and her mouth fell open in delight as a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Beneath her, Zak let out a groan, and a surge of joy went through her at his obvious enjoyment. She’d never done anything like this before and wasn’t entirely sure of what she was doing, but she let her instincts guide her, and considered the pleasure the two of them were sharing to mean she was doing it right.
She continued to move on top of him, swirling and gyrating her hips, almost as if she were dancing, albeit at a slower and more sensual pace than she had been at the dance party. Zak’s hands found place on her hips as he moved with her, pulling her down onto him as she grinded against him. Smiling, Crysta sat up straighter and held her arms out at her side as she continued her dance-like movements. She closed her eyes as she gave herself over to sensation once more, listening to the breathy groans Zak emitted.
Inhaling deeply through her nose, Crysta crossed her arms in front of her as she hugged herself. She slowly raised her arms up over her head and began sensually running her hands along them as she began making small rising and falling motions on Zak as she ground her hips against him in a circular motion. She felt one of his hands leave her hips and come up to caress her breast, and then his other one was soon exploring her stomach and sides as well.
As his hands explored her, she continued to move on top of him. And then, suddenly, they began to rise into the air, just as they had in the pool when they shared their first kiss. With her eyes closed, she didn’t notice right away, but she heard the surprised gasp escape Zak, and she opened her eyes to see that they were once again floating. He got over his surprise faster this time and looked back at her, and she smiled at him.
Leaning down, she pressed a kiss to his lips as they rose higher into the air, until they were hovering in the middle of the cave. When she rose up again, she held her hands out once more, and they began to spin in place, like a dry leaf in the water. She heard Zak let out a laugh beneath her, and she laughed as well as she continued to move on top of him, and they continued making love as if they were still on the ground.
Then she felt one of his hands on her pubic mound and he began rubbing her clit with his thumb. She gasped loudly at that, arching her back and throwing back her head. Zak’s other hand moved up to her breast and he began kneading it as he continued to stimulate the small bundle of nerves between her legs. Her back arched further until she was practically resting against his bended knees, her face turned to the cave ceiling, her wings buzzing rapidly.
Reaching back, she took hold of his legs and began rising and falling on him, grinding their groins together when she brought her hips down and squeezing her inner muscles when she rose up. Looking down, she watched the different expressions cross his face, wanting to memorize each and every one of them. This whole experience felt like one wonderful dream that she didn’t want to wake up from, and she wanted to remember every last detail, because this was truly a dream worth keeping.
Zak’s hand left her breast to fall upon her hip again as he thrusted up into her. Each time he did, Crysta felt as if he were piercing her very soul. She began shoving herself down onto him even harder, becoming more vocal, and her moans began to echo throughout the cave. The lights from the glowworms swirled around them in a vortex of lights as they continued spinning through the air.
As Zak’s thumb continued to rub over her clit, the stimulation became almost too much for her. Releasing his legs, she fell forward, catching herself against his chest. Running her hands over his upper body, she trailed them down the lengths of his arms and took his hands in hers, interlocking their fingers. She held up their hands as her mouth fell open, and she began moving her hips forward and back against him, making sure to keep him buried as deep as possible. Pants escaped her open mouth as her eyes remained closed in bliss.
Despite floating in the air, Zak somehow managed to sit up. Releasing her hands, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Crysta’s arms went around him as well as she shifted in his lap, bringing her legs around his waist. Zak’s lips found hers in a heated kiss, and her wings fluttered in response, her legs tightening around him. Breaking the kiss, he buried his face in her chest, and Crysta sighed as she hugged him tightly and nuzzled her face into his hair.
She felt his hands move down to her rear and take hold of her cheeks. He began pushing and pulling her into him as they moved, and Crysta hissed in pleasure as her nails dug into his back. Raising his head, he pressed his lips to her neck, and a big smile spread across her face as she held back a giggle and rubbed the side of her face against his, wanting him to mark her.
As she continued to thrust against him, she felt one of his hands leave her bottom and run up her back until he reached her wing. With feather-light touches, he ran his hand up and down its length, gently caressing it, and Crysta shivered in his arms. She almost wished Zak had wings too so she could provide him with the same sensation.
He stroked her wing for a short while before suddenly wrapping his arms around her again. He then surprised her by falling back, taking her with him so that they would have been laying down if they were on the ground, and then they began rolling in the air. It took Crysta a moment to realize what was happening, but once she did, she began laughing joyfully. Zak laughed right along with her as they both rolled and spun in place at the same time in the air while remaining wrapped in each other’s arms.
When their rolling came to a stop, Zak was on top. Crysta clung to him from below, keeping her arms and legs coiled around him, even though there was no chance that she would fall. She felt Zak’s hand on the back of her head as he tangled his fingers in her wet hair, bringing her face to his. Their lips sought each other out, and they simultaneously opened up to each other. Their lower regions remained connected the whole time, neither one ceasing in their thrusts as they got lost in each other.
Slowly, their position in the air changed, shifting from horizontal to vertical until they were both floating upright, and they slowly began spinning in a circle. All the while, their lips remained locked together. Crysta’s legs had moved from around his waist during their playful rolling session, and she now raised one to hook it around his hip. She felt Zak’s hand move from her back to beneath her raised leg to help hold it up and pull her more firmly against him as he continued to thrust into her.
They briefly came apart for a much needed breath of air, and Crysta’s head fell back. She immediately felt Zak’s lips on her exposed throat, moving down to the top of her chest. She released a lengthy exhale as she then felt him lightly drag his tongue back up her chest and neck until he reached her chin, and she lifted her head to kiss him again. She still couldn’t believe how amazing and wonderful all this felt as she felt another orgasm approaching.
She also sensed, somehow, that the end was coming. It was something in the way Zak’s thrusts had changed, as if he were in some kind of race and was about to make a sprint for the finish line. The thought that she was about to take him to the heights of pleasure just as he did her sent an extra thrill through her, and she felt her orgasm approach even faster. She kissed him furiously, almost desperately as she held him closer, rubbing her tongue against his as they kept their lips sealed.
She strived to both reach her orgasm and to hold it back, wanting them both to reach that point together. The thought of them cumming at the same time sent a joyful feeling of eroticism through her, and she squeezed their bodies together so there wasn’t an ounce of space between them, almost wishing they could simply melt into each other and become a single entity. She began releasing little whimpers into his mouth as she got closer to the edge, and he did the same with moans of his own.
When she was on the verge of climax, she let her magic flow out. Just as she had before they shared their first kiss, she poured it out of herself and into him, holding nothing back. Her whole body began glowing, and her light flowed over the two of them so he was glowing as well. It heightened the level of intimacy exponentially, making her feel closer to Zak than she ever thought possible, as if they really were one being, and they shined like their own star amongst all the others in the cave.
She couldn’t hold it back any longer and her orgasm hit, and it was stronger than ever. A scream attempted to work its way out of her, but her entire body seemed to have locked, and she refused to break the kiss. At the same time, she felt Zak tense up as well as he buried himself in her as deeply as possible. She felt him begin to jerk inside her, and spurts of something hot and tingly began blasting against her inner walls and spreading throughout her. The feel of him cumming increased the pleasure of her own orgasm, and she once again felt tears threaten to escape her.
They held each other tightly as they trembled in each other’s arms. Their bodies slowly stopped glowing as Crysta’s magic faded. Small muffled sounds escaped her, and the need for air began to settle in, but she refused to break their kiss, needing him more than the oxygen she breathed. But as she felt the last few spurts escape Zak, he finally broke the kiss. He kept their lips in close contact as they panted in each other’s mouths, resting their foreheads together. The rest of their bodies remained in complete contact, neither one of them willing to separate.
Slowly, Crysta opened her eyes, and a few seconds later, he opened his too. They stared at each other as they continued to pant heavily, and Crysta could see the same emotions in his eyes that she knew was shining in hers. At the same time, they leaned in and shared a tender kiss as they held each other in a loving embrace.
They began to slowly descend from the air, and their feet soon touched down on the ground. They floated down so they were both laying on the ground with Zak on top, their limbs intertwined. They eventually came apart and Zak lifted his head to look down at her. Crysta stared back at him as they both tried to regulate their breathing. He began smoothing her hair out of the way and gently stroking her face, and she reached up to do the same to him, really only looking for any excuse to touch him, wanting to memorize every detail of his face.
She didn’t want this moment to end, this feeling, this closeness, this joy, but she knew it would have to. She felt Zak grow soft inside her, and a short while later, she heard him sigh. He rolled to the side, slipping out of her as he did so, and Crysta immediately missed the feel of him. She could still feel his seed inside her though, and she squeezed her legs together and placed a hand on her stomach, smiling at the thought of still having a part of him inside her.
Next to her, Zak shifted to his side and wrapped an arm around her center, pulling her towards him. Crysta turned onto her side as well as he spooned up against her, sliding one of his legs between hers to keep them intertwined. She kept her wings folded and draped them over him, almost like a blanket, and she heard him chuckle behind her before he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck and nuzzled against it, making her smile. The arm he had wrapped around her idle moved up and cupped her breast, simply holding it in his palm. She reached up and grasped his arm with both hands, hugging it to herself.
They stayed like that for a long while, savoring the closeness. But as time passed, Crysta’s mind began to wonder, most notably on what this meant for the two of them. She hadn’t expected any of this to happen, but now that it did, exactly what did it meant for their relationship? Did they have a relationship beyond friendship? They hadn’t discussed anything; this had all just happened on its own. But there was no denying that there was something special between them, something beyond physical attraction.
And what would the others think about her having a relationship with a human? Well, she knew what Batty would think; he didn’t trust Zak as far as he could throw him. And she could probably guess how Pips would react. But what would the other fairies think? What would her father think? Or Magi?
Magi! She had completely forgot. How could she forget? The whole reason she had brought Zak to FernGully in the first place was to bring him to Magi so the Sprite of the Forest could unshrink him. But that aside, she had to tell her everything that had happened. About humans returning to the forest, and that tree-eating monster. As wonderful as her time with Zak was, she couldn’t believe she had allowed herself to get so distracted from something so important.
With great reluctance, she released Zak’s arm and began to get up. “We better get back.”
Behind her, Zak propped himself up. “Do we have to?”
She couldn’t help the smile that crept up her face at the disappointment she heard in his voice as she reached for their discarded clothes. “Well, we can’t just stay here all day.”
“Why not?” he asked jokingly.
In response, she threw his wet shirt into his face. She heard him chuckle as she continued to smile, slipping on her top and then shimmying into her skirt. They were a little hard to get on since they were wet, although she didn’t struggle half as much as Zak, whose clothes seemed to be especially hard to get on while wet, especially his pants. She giggled as he hopped around, trying to get his leg inside, and he smiled at her when he finally managed it, as if he had accomplished a very difficult task.
Once they were both dressed, he reached for her again. She just smiled playfully and flew over his head before he could reach her and dove into the water again. Breaking the surface, she turned back to him to see him splashing in after her. She leisurely swam backwards as she waited for him to catch up with her, and then they began making their way back through the cave.
When they reached the part of the cave with the multiple pools, she reached for his hand, and they flew out of the water. She flew them over to the pool she knew acted as the entrance and exit of the cave, and then, feeling playful again, she suddenly dropped Zak into the correct pool, and he splashed back down into the water with a surprised cry. She giggled and dove in after him, swimming right past him, and only glancing back to make sure he was following. He was, and he had a look of determination of his face.
Crysta’s face lit up as he raced after her, and she headed down the tunnel. The temperature changed from warmer to cooler the further they ventured, until they exited the cave and were out in the stream once again. She maintained a small distance ahead of Zak as he swam behind her with his arms outstretched. She couldn’t help but smile in amusement, knowing that there was no way he would be able to catch her. She slowed down so he could though as she headed for the surface, and let out a squeal as she felt his arms wrap around her middle.
They broke the surface, and Zak let out a victorious cry of “Gotcha!” as he held onto her. She laughed as she squirmed in his arms. He chuckled before releasing her, and she swam out of his arms, motioning for him to follow her. They swam side by side, heading over to a waterfall beside a tree whose roots grew into the water.
Upon reaching the nearest root, Crysta flew up and onto it, then turned to see Zak struggling a little to climb up, and she gave him a hand, helping to pull him up. Once he had his balance, she turned away, but Zak didn’t budge, nor did he release her hand, and he gave it a light tug.
She turned back to find him grinning at her, and her gaze dropped down to their hands. He seemed reluctant to let her go, and she suddenly found herself feeling shy. She wasn’t sure why; she hadn’t felt that much shyness back in the cave. Perhaps she had simply been too caught up in the moment with the two of them alone in their own private little world for any shyness to settle in back then.
No, that wasn’t it, not entirely anyway. It was the uncertainty of their relationship and future and what it meant for them. That’s what was making her feel shy right now, having to face the real world and what things would mean for them. Zak had made it clear, at least at the start of their journey, that he wanted to return to his normal size and go back to his home in the city. But was that still the case? Did he change his mind? Did he maybe want to stay? With her? Did he want to see what they could become together?
Oh, she certainly hoped so. But there were so many uncertainties right now, and they were making her feel anxious. That was the true cause for her shyness. She didn’t even know what Magi would say about all this. What if even if Zak decided to stay that Magi insisted that he return. She didn’t think she would, but there was still the possibility.
This was suddenly becoming too much, and all the different feelings she felt was making it hard to organize her thoughts. Everything was just happening so fast. Perhaps she should take a little time to herself, without him to distract her, to work things out, figure out what to tell Magi, and see if she could make sense of everything. Zak would be safe here in FernGully. No creature would dare to harm him here. And maybe he could also use some time to himself to figure out his own thoughts if he needed to.
“Well,” she said bashfully, her lips shifting into a frown, “I guess I better go and find Magi and get you unshrunk.”
She couldn’t help the sadness that crept up in her voice at the thought of him leaving. She gave him a look of longing as he smoothed back his hair and rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, still not releasing her hand that he held in his other.
He gave her a look that was both awkward and eager. “There’s no hurry,” he nonchalantly replied.
He didn’t want to leave! Well, at least not right away. That gave her hope. But she still had to inform Magi of everything that had happened as soon as possible. In fact, in hindsight, she probably should have insisted that Batty fly him here, despite his reluctance, as it would have gotten them here faster than traveling on foot. Although, flying may have been a bit much for Zak back then; he had been freaking out enough about being shrunk, so flying would have probably been too much for him. In any case, she was glad they had come on foot, it had given them time to get to know each other. But still, she was Magi’s apprentice, and she had to uphold her responsibilities.
“No, I promised,” she told him with a shake of her, trying to sound responsible.
“Let it wait ‘til tomorrow,” he suggested with a shrug and sly smile.
She was tempted to, but she had put this off for long enough. Gently, she extracted her hand from his and flew up and out of his reach, worried that she may just take him up on his offer. Smirking, she circled around him, and he turned to her with an amused smile of his own.
“Come here,” he called up to her.
“No, I’ve got to tell her about you anyway,” she insisted, allowing only a hint of coyness to slip into her voice.
She was still dripping wet though, but she solved that without issue. She quickly began spinning around in the air, giving herself a nice wind dry. She heard Zak laugh as he was sprayed with the water droplets flying off her. When she stopped spinning, her clothes and hair were still a little damp, the latter poofing out once more, but she would dry off quickly once she started flying.
Turning back to Zak, she gave him a smile. “Wait here, I’ll be back as soon as I can find her.”
With that, she took off before he could convince her to put off finding her mentor. She had a general idea of where the Sprite of the Forest might be, and she headed in that direction. In the meantime, she hoped that Zak would take the time to explore FernGully on his own. It truly was a magical place, and she hoped he would come to like it.
In truth, there was another reason she had left Zak behind other than to collect her thoughts and fully come to terms with her feelings. She wanted Zak to have this time to get to see all that FernGully had to offer, to see what a great place it was. To, maybe, come to think of it as home. Because the truth was, she didn’t want him to leave. She wanted him to stay here in the forest, with her.
She thought that he may want that too, or at least wouldn’t be opposed to it. While he still didn’t seem to fully understand the forest the way fairies did, he had come to appreciate it and see its beauty, and he didn’t seem to be afraid of it the way he initially had been. There was also a love and care for it that hadn’t been there before, and she was glad that he had opened his eyes and heart to it. She really wanted him to be open to the idea of staying. She wondered if she should simply ask him if he wanted to, or maybe actually just invite him to stay.
But she was getting ahead of herself. First she had to inform Magi of everything. But she was sure that her mentor wouldn’t be opposed to him staying, nor did she think anyone else would be either. He’d made a good first impression with his little dance party, and the other fairies seemed to like him, including her father. She had a feeling that Pips would eventually come around to him as well once he got to know him better. After all, even the paranoid Batty seemed to be slowly coming around to him. Plus, it would be beneficial for the forest to have a human around, especially with the kind of magic they could wield. She hoped Zak could teach it to her.
Excitement began to bubble up inside her at the thought of having Zak stay with her, and she once again had to remind herself not to get too far ahead of herself. She would give Zak some time to see all that FernGully had to offer, maybe make a few more friends, before suggesting that he stay. But she had to remember, he had a life before they met. He’d said he had something called a job; something akin to how she and the other fairies tended to the forest and helped make things grow. And he also likely had human friends and family back at his city home that he had to get back to. Maybe even… a girlfriend.
That last thought caused a surge of jealously to go through her, but she quickly dismissed it. He wouldn’t have done the things he’d done with her if he had a girlfriend. What had developed between them, the special connection they shared, that wouldn’t have happened if he had someone like that in his life, she was quite sure about that.
Still, there were many things to consider. And, ultimately, the decision would be his to make. And no matter how much she wanted him to stay with her, if he decided to go back to his old life, then she would accept his decision and carry the memories of their time together in her heart. But no matter what he decided, whether he decided to go or stay, he would still always be her human.
THE END

(A/N: Well, that brings that to a close. This one was interesting to write since, with Crysta being a fairy, I was able to add a few magical elements to things. I think it turned out well. I even took some dialogue of the book to add in a bit of the missing scene. Sadly, if you've seen the movie or read the book, you should know how things go from here. But let me know what you think of this one.)
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