North East Fae Ch. 02

Chapter 2

Drew awoke in fog. He was in his bed, lying face down, but he never slept face down. He could hardly move and was sore all over his body. He felt like he had no energy, like he had completed the Iron Man and lived to tell about it. He rolled over, trying to move towards the bathroom, knowing he needed to pee, but too damn trashed to even try. He thought for a moment of just peeing where he was and deal with it later, but sanity intervened, and he leveraged his body to a sitting position.

"Fuck I hurt" he whispered out loud. This wasn't a hangover, he had had many of those, this was something different. He looked at his bed and thought "what the hell?" His bed was trashed, the bedclothes half off or completely off the bed. Then the smell hit him. The bed reeked. Reeked of sex? Of her?

Just then the shower turned off. He swiveled his head towards the bathroom door and saw the red cape crumpled on the bathroom floor.

"Fuck me" he whispered.

As Drew watched, a beautiful long fingered hand reached out to grab the red robe with long black hair following to fan and swing. The robe retrieved, there was a moment of silence and then the apparition walked into his room toweling her hair. There stood an amazingly gorgeous specimen of female beauty with the infamous face that launched a thousand ships, 5'-10", long black hair, and large breasts topped with finger thick erect nipples pierced with the gold and ruby circles he saw last night. Her long lean dancer's legs ended on the folded lips of her sex, and another gold and ruby circle peeked out from her engorged clit. Again, a memory from last night on the wall.

Her alabaster skin seemed to shine with a glow that was beyond the limited lighting. Her eyes, green- hazel that had a light all their own. She tossed the robe next to Drew, but he noticed that it floated slowly next to him, one wing of the cloak seemed to reach out and caress his arm as it settled on the bed next to him.

"Ah, human you made it. I was worried for a while that I overdid it with you," she said in a heavy but very sexy Irish brogue. She started to chuckle. "That thing you did with your tongue and cock in my arse...well, I about lost my mind," she paused looking out without focus. "It's been many a year that I had so much fun in one night, but it was almost the death of you me boyo."

Drew, his mouth hanging open, was just frozen in place, barely able to breath. She continued to walk closer and stood directly in front of him, so his eyes were staring directly at her ruby encrusted clit. Drew raised his eyes to meet hers, those beautiful almond shaped green eyes. He finally caught his breath and asked, "Who are you?"

"Oh Boyo, in my parcel of living, names carry too much power, just call me the Lady-in-Red if you wish," she said as she reached out and ruffled his hair.

With the intimate contact, energy flared between them, both gasped at the same time and looked deeply into each other's eyes. He was immediately hard, and she could feel her clit spasm and moisture dripped down her thigh. The spark that passed between them caused her to grab his hair in a knot in her hand. "What are you Boyo?" she asked while looking deeper into his eyes.

"Me?" he asked. "Me? I am just your basic white-bred middle-aged manager. What in all living hell are you?" he paused, smelling her again and noticing that the ruby in her clit was glowing. As he scanned up her body, he noted that she really did have her own inner glow. Drew thought her skin looked like that sparkly shit in those bad teen vampire movies.

"Humm, me thinks you have some Fae blood in you, in your past. Your line been around for a while?" she asked while stroking his hair again. As he looked into her eyes, he was drawn to her sex, his mind kept slipping into an intense desire to suck her lower ruby and feast on her essence.

"One side of my family has been in America since 1742, been up in Pennsylvania," he whispered. He was just lunging forward when her fist tightened in his hair, stopping him.

"Oh, no my human, three times last night was enough. I do not want to kill you, not someone who was so much fun. Especially with that arse thing, so entertaining" she said as she smiled

The smile fades away and she whispered to him "Each time we join, I feed on your..." fórsa saoil", your life force." She paused. "It will take awhile for you to regain your strength."

"Three times?" he gagged out, "Why don't I remember any of that? Really three times? With you? And I can't remember? Shit, this just gets better and better."

The apparition just laughed. "We Fae must stay in the shadows, and not be leaving loving memories of wild passion for hours and hours. We must leave much in the shadow. Sad, but this has purpose."

"Wait, feed? My life force? Is that why I feel like I have been run over and over by a truck?" he asked.

"Well in my day, we would say a team of wild horses, but yes my Boyo, feeding does that to humans, or kills them along the way. Your blood is strong and probably saved you from my passion of our last time." She actually giggled. "Oh you and my arse. I can't get over it!" she said as she slapped her own ass with a resounding crack.

"By the way, my lovely Human, thank you for these," she said as she palmed her breasts and pulled her nipples, "and these." as she reached down with her left hand and ran her fingers through her engorged lower lips and over the ruby piercing her clit.

Still in a fog, Drew questioned. "I don't understand. And by the way my name is Drew, not human, not Boyo." he rasped...still feeling the heat and desire to suckle her charms.

"Drew, Drew. Since I already have power over you, I'll use it, but do not be so free with your name, especially around the Fae." She paused. "When I hunt, in need of feeding, I pick out things that will attract my prey. I already had some long legs, but my previous form was a bit more svelte. This shape is much more fun to play with," she said as she pulled her nipple out tight and let out a slight moan.

"She has quite a hold on you, boyo, you need to deal with that. But it was your pleasant memories of her that I picked from your thoughts, and you did seem to want to please." she said with a small smile.

Drew just flopped back onto the bed moaning. "I do not understand any of this. I am prey. A cow to be milked. And you are going to try and cover all this up? How may I ask?"

"Drew, my lovely boyo, I'm magic. I snap my fingers, well sort of, I am not a Jinn or witch after all, and you lose your memories. This place becomes clean and I am gone. It's about that simple."

"If it's that simple, why did you shower in my shower? And why have we been talking. Why not just cross your arms and blink and make it all disappear?" Drew asked while staring at the ceiling, a much saner thing to do than be drawn back to her eyes or her body.

"I am not a Jinn" she said while crossing her arms under her beautiful breasts with a huff. "We Succubae handle things differently!" she commented as she crawled up the bed over Drew.

She crawled up over Drew's body until she could look into his eyes. She lowered her hips and drug her sex over his very hard cock. Both again gasped at their contact. "Oh, my Drew, it would be so easy." But she calmed and sat up on his thighs. "As for the shower, yes I can and will clean all of this up before I go, but a girl has a right to small little pleasures after so much good sex," she said with a lustful smile. She then bent down and whispered in his ear, "Yes, feeding Boyo, but it ended up being so much more. A girl pleasures in a chance of pillow talk and a cuddle every so often. And you're hardly a cow. You were my bull last night and I do desire more."

She sat back up and said, "It's almost the break of the morning light, time for me to go." Drew reached up and lightly, softly, lovingly caressed her breasts. This caused her to shudder and close her eyes.

As she lightly grabbed his wrists, again looking into his eyes, and slowly pushed them above his head, Drew whispered, "When can I see you again? How do I find you?"

"No promises my Drew. You will never find me, but now that I have tasted you, I can find you anywhere. Remember, no promises. But we shall see." she whispered back, as she gave him the slow soft kiss of a lover.

***

Drew woke later in the morning, tired beyond belief. "What the fuck? Seriously, what the fuck!" he rolled over and literally fell out of bed. "Ow! Fuck." He screamed as he lay on the carpet next to his bed. He rolled over and slowly made it to his knees. He knee-walked to the bathroom door and used the handle to pull himself up and keep steady. After doing his business and deciding that taking a shower was way too dangerous, he made his way back to the bed and sat.

"What the fuck did I drink last night?" he thought. He played back all the things he did after getting off work. His walk to Steak and Main, his useless flirting with Jenny, nothing. There was nothing unusual. The walk home was a bit of aggravation, but he seemed to be too drunk to remember most of it. Something was nagging at the back of his mind. Just an itch, but an itch none-the-less.

He looked around trying to find his pants. "I must have drunkenly kicked them under the bed," he thought. He slowly got on his hands and knees and swept his hand under the bed finding his belt. He pulled the pants out from underneath the bed and there sitting on top, was a wisp of lace with strands of black pearls. Drew landed on his ass as he held the sexy panties and raised them to his nose.

Cloudy visions and incomplete memories, triggered by her essence, swept through his mind. He passed out across his floor as the memories flooded back.