Satyr Play 02 Pt. 02

He got up and made his way to the doorway, but passing by Camila, she caught his hand.

"Is everything all right?" she asked.

He smiled down at her and Sigrid who were seated next to each other at the dining table. "Yes, I'm ok. I'm just feeling a little tired, so I thought I'd get a little more fresh air before I went to bed." He kissed Camila's hand then lifted Sigrid's to kiss hers as well. Their eyes happily twinkled as he turned to head towards the back of the house.

When he opened the back door, he noticed the air temp had dropped, so he pulled a hooded cloak from a nearby closet. While he didn't feel the cold, he knew he had to keep up appearances. Not that there was any expectation of being seen in the private backyard. Still, a good habit to build. He pulled it on but wore it open as he walked outside and followed the path once more to the gazebo. It was quickly becoming his favorite place on the property.

He sat next to the railing this time so he could look up at the stars. There were so many!

After a short time, he heard the door open and close and footsteps approaching the gazebo. He sighed as, this time, he didn't need someone to cheer him up.

He glanced to the gazebo steps and saw another hooded figure climbing up to join him. He paused as he couldn't tell who it was and it was very dark. When the figure stood before him, a little light from the house shone into the hood's opening, and Henry finally saw it was Tish.

"They informed me I shouldn't go outside without a disguise in place, but here, I could get away with a cloak," she said quietly.

Once more the guilt settled on Henry's shoulders. "I'm so sorry-" he began. Soft fingers touched his lips to stop his words. She sat down on the cushioned bench next to him and pulled her fingers away to look into his eyes.

"Henry, you don't have to apologize for this. I'm ok with it, I truly am!" she said earnestly. "As gifts go, it was completely unexpected, absolutely astonishing, and intensely exciting. It's also so much better than the alternative I was facing. I don't hold you responsible for what the Fae did to me either, so park that guilt someplace else as well," she finished with a grin.

"The words that come to my mind are complicated, unwelcome, and dangerous. From the time I first discovered magic is real and how tightly it's integrated into my life, I've been struggling to avoid its interference."

Tish grinned at him. "How's that been working out for you?"

He snorted in surprise and shared a smile with her. "Obviously, not as well as I'd intended. I've been told that my link to the magic is much stronger than it should be. I don't know what Baba intended. I'm not a wielder, so I can't use the magic to make it do things. So... why is my link so strong?"

"Did you ever ask her?" Tish asked.

Henry gave Tish a wry grin. "Yeah, she's not big on the question why. She refuses to answer any question beginning with that word."

"Then maybe you could phrase your question another way, like, for what purpose was I given this strong magic link?" Tish offered with a cheeky smile.

He snorted quietly in amusement. "The next time I see her, if I ever do, I'll give that a try."

Tish played with the edge of his cloak as she let her eyes roam over his chest. "Have you... ever seen this other world?" she asked quietly as her eyes came up to look into his.

Henry could see she was almost trembling with excitement. When he nodded, she squeaked a little then looked embarrassed by it, but her enthusiasm won out.

"How? When? What's it like?" she gushed with wide eyes and a bright smile as she clung to his cloak.

He chuckled and tilted his head towards her. "That's the thing. I can't explain the how of it without breaking the oath I made to the Hidden Races council to keep certain information secret-"

At her sudden pout he rushed to continue. "I can tell you about the other world."

She eyed him then nodded. "Could... could you tell me about it as your... real self."

He paused to look at her in surprise then nodded slowly. He glanced around then pulled the hood up to cover his head. Then he dropped his glamor. The cloak immediately filled with his larger muscles and the hood popped backward to land on his back. He scrambled to tug it back over his horns as he glanced around but they were alone. He also closed it over his lap. He turned his eyes to the delighted expression on Tish's face and sighed.

"First off, I should tell you what I was told about the realms of magic. They exist in the same space as our world but are offset slightly, like... different frequencies on the radio dial. With a radio you can adjust the tuning to listen to different stations but," He gestured to the air around them. "They're all already here in the same space. In this case, each layer, or realm, vibrates at a different frequency allowing it to occupy the same space and not be seen or felt. Most are completely separate from each other and don't interact in any way. There was one that bled its energy through to our... layer and this energy affected the creatures living here. Some can use the energy to do things, wielders. Some are changed by the energy, conduits, like us. The rest aren't affected at all, humans." He saw she was following so he continued.

"Baba somehow discovered a new realm which began to bleed its energy through to our layer. She bound me to it, and Nate I guess. The energy is stronger than the original realm, but its frequency is not compatible with the old realm. For wielders, it's toxic."

"If these layers are here but invisible, how did you see it?" Tish asked breathlessly.

"Through a breach. A tear between the layers. It looks like crooked, jagged rainbows and they move oddly. Things can pass through from one layer to the next. Things like... fighter jets."

"OH MY GOD! I saw that on the news! That's what happened?" Tish gushed.

Henry nodded.

"So, the pilot's ranting about seeing another world is the truth?" she asked.

"Yes, it's quite spectacular too. Huge red sun, red-tinted plant life, and volcanic activity all under a yellow sky. Weird but beautiful in a raw way. Strange creatures live there, but from that, far up in the sky, we didn't see any signs of what we'd call civilization," Henry agreed. Then he noticed Tish was staring at him with wide eyes. "What?"

"From that far up in the sky? Henry, what does that mean?" she asked quietly.

His smile dropped, and he fidgeted next to her as her grip tightened on his arm. "I was having an out of body experience at the time. I kind of... hitched a ride with the pilot."

"Henry! You were the guardian angel the pilot was talking about?!?"

"I never watched the news stories on him, so I don't know what he said. He was about to be blown out of the sky so I... helped him through to the other side then we found a way to get back just before he ran out of fuel. I returned to my body, and he landed... somewhere in Canada," he explained.

Her mouth was open, but she wasn't saying anything. "You... that's..."

"Completely top secret! You can't talk about that to anyone. Well, no one outside of our immediate group and they'll need to be warned not to tell anyone. We can't even tell the Hidden Races Council, and definitely no human can know," he insisted.

"The pilot is being treated like a mental case. He's going to be out of a job, and he'll never fly again!" Tish exclaimed.

Henry gave Tish a sad look. "I know. It's so unfair. But if I hadn't intervened, he'd just be dead. Being considered a nut means he won't be silenced. I'm not kidding when I say secrecy is critical. The Hidden Races Security Division doesn't mess around. They don't need any more excuses to target me. They already want me... contained. That wouldn't be good for me."

"These people sound frightening!" she said quietly.

Henry took her hands. "I'm sorry if I'm painting a grim picture. Day to day, life really won't be any different than it was before. Behave like a human, and we know how to do that, and everything is the same. They leave us alone unless we become a threat to the secret. It's one of the best-kept secrets, ever. Of course, the threat of genocide by fearful humans makes it easier to keep."

Tish thought about that then pulled her hands free to reach up to run her fingers over his horns. "When do we get to be who we truly are?"

He held her eyes with his. "In the privacy of our homes. We can't go out in public without our glamors engaged. There won't be any prancing through Central Park as Satyr and Faun."

She grinned as her mind took her back to the previous morning when she was thinking of asking Henry to go running with her. Now the idea of running with him in their new states sent a thrill through her. "Is there nowhere in the world we could go running freely in our natural states?"

He shook his head. "I think humans are pretty much everywhere these days and those places where they're not; their satellite-based cameras are watching. From what I understand it's getting more and more difficult to hide from human intrusion. Maybe one day the secret will get out. It just can't be because of something one of us does."

"What about the world of Wild Magic? Can we go there?" she asked.

"There are some really dangerous creatures living there. One of them got through a breach and killed some army people before they managed to take it down. It's a completely unknown world. I don't think it would be safe to pop over to visit and go for a run. Sorry." He gave her an apologetic smile, and she nodded her acceptance.

"It was just a silly idea." She took his hand in hers once more and felt a little thrill to feel how well their fingers fit together even in this new larger size. Henry's big hands felt... powerful. That sent a different kind of tingle through her. "Maybe once I get my glamor you could come running with me one morning?" she asked hopefully.

"Sure, but I've never gone running before. I'll try not to slow you down."

She smiled impishly. "We should work on your endurance," she said as she flipped the sides of his cloak open to expose his nakedness and swung a leg over his to sit on his lap. Before he could do more than blink in surprise, she was kissing him, and his need for her surged. His hands automatically went to her ass, and he pulled her tighter against himself.

Tish purred happily at the feel of his firm grip and rolled her hips to grind against his hardening shaft.

Henry's rising cock was trapped under Tish pressing against her firm ass cheeks. When he pulled the hem of her dress up, he quickly discovered she wasn't wearing panties.

Tish pulled back from the kiss and raised herself to let his cock slap against his stomach. Now she began rubbing herself along its length, and her eyes widened nervously. "Shit! You are big!" She recalled Dayshia's comments about anacondas, but her perception had never indicated this. "How did you hide this?" she gasped quietly.

Henry's body was trembling with need as Tish continued to rub her wetness up and down the underside of his cock. "Camila said... my glamor... it adjusts based on the needs of the observer." He squeezed her ass tighter as he stroked her against his cock faster.

"Oh fuck, Henry! That feels so good, but I need you inside me! If it fits," she finished with a tremble in her voice.

"We're Satyrs, or Fauns if you prefer. We were built for this," he growled with need. He lifted her effortlessly as she reached down to point his cock up to meet her descending pussy. When the heat of its head pressed against her soft, wet lips, she threw her head back in ecstasy.

"Oh! Oh my, Henry! Yes!" Tish gushed as this felt better than her fantasies over the past weeks ever did.

Henry eased her down over his cock in small increments, allowing her time to adjust and to keep his brains from leaking out his ears. This felt too good. Her insides matched the contours of his flesh perfectly. All the strange ridges and soft spikes on his Satyr cock met their natural partner, and that was stimulating him to a rapid release. He struggled to keep it at bay for as long as he could.

"Shit! Oh shit! Too good! Henry! Oh, fuck!" Tish gasped as her body shook with her desire. She tried to make Henry speed up but his strength would not be denied, and he was setting the pace. She leaned forward and kissed him deeply causing him to lose focus for a moment. That was all she needed to push herself down to take the rest of his cock inside. The intensity of her feeling of fullness made her moan and hold very still. She heard Henry's answering sigh. She was thrilled that he was feeling as good as she was!

He caressed her lips with his once they'd caught their breath. The intimacy was intense, and she quietly purred as she chased his tongue with hers.

When Henry lifted her to the tip of his cock and dropped her down to fill her once more, she broke the kiss to moan. It was too much!

He did it again and again, faster each time, and she struggled to contain her voice. She wanted to shout out her joy at the bliss of their connection. His strong hands on her ass, his heat deep inside her, his powerful shoulders under her hands and his densely muscled thighs under her legs as they met again and again. It was all too much, and she felt herself tripping over her orgasm.

"I'm cumming! Henry! I'm there!" she cried. Her hips began an erratic rolling as he pinned her down against his body, forcing himself deeper than before.

Henry was desperately relieved as he'd been barely managing to hold back his release. Now he let go and surge after surge of cum jetted into her depths. "Fuck! Oh, Tish! So good!"

She clung to him as she felt his heat filling her. What she wasn't expecting was the boost of energy she suddenly felt rushing through her body. As quickly as that spread out to her extremities, a sensation of sated lethargy began to spread through her. She leaned forward to rest her cheek on his shoulder and felt/heard their horns click against each other as she did. She smiled at the strange experience.

"That was... indescribably perfect" she finally managed to pant as Henry rubbed his fingers up and down her back under her dress.

He chuckled, and that made her gasp as the gentle bouncing sent tingles through her sensitive bits. Henry was shrinking down below so he lifted her clear with a mutual gasp.

"We're going to do that again... and again," she purred.

"Yes, please!" he agreed, and she gave him a sweet kiss.

When the kiss ended, she pulled back and yawned. That caused her to giggle. "I'm sorry! I'm just so tired all of a sudden. I think I'd better call it a day and head off to bed. You're welcome to join me but no more playtime tonight."

He gave her another quick kiss. "If you don't mind, I'll take a rain check on that tonight."

She nodded with a sweet smile then carefully got to her hooves with Henry's assistance. Before she turned away, she gave him a bright smile. "Thank you for healing my back and for giving me this amazing new life."

He was surprised by the strength of her sincerity and his throat closed with emotion. He nodded to her, not trusting himself to speak.

She gingerly made her way down the steps of the gazebo and with a final happy smile back at him she walked back to the house.

Henry remained outside for a time, just admiring the stars and trying to prepare his mind for the upcoming event with Mab. She wanted something... big. His mind went around and around but he couldn't come up with what it might be. Sex just didn't seem like the answer.

Finally, he gave up and walked back into the house. Sigrid and Meixiu were sitting in the kitchen drinking tea.

"Feeling better?" Sigrid asked him.

His eyes went to her to see if she might be referring to his spending time with Tish, but her look seemed innocent. He realized he was feeling a little more relaxed having taken the time to catch his breath. He wasn't any closer to an answer, but he wasn't as nervous. He gave her a nod and smiled at Meixiu as well. Then he noticed how quiet the house was. His question must have been written on his face as Sigrid answered without him asking.

"They went home. Camila and Roy left first closely followed by our new friend Mary. Roy told me she's going to quit the police force and come work for VRL." At Henry's raised eyebrows she grinned. "Roy feels she would be an asset to his team and Camila agreed. We have better wages and pension plan as well."

"Your neighbor Michelle hung out with Sandy and Dayshia while Mahati completed the paperwork with Meixiu for the transfer of ownership of Walter's assets to her, including his rather sizable list of bank accounts and investments. Meixiu is the sole inheritor of the entire estate. Mahati and Michelle left shortly after that. Your friend Nate was very vocal about how much the art might be worth, but we'll need to follow steps to remain anonymous when selling it. The Hidden Races Council has a means for doing this."

"He also dragged us into the study to see a painting he found there. It's like nothing I've seen. I'd swear it's been imbued with magic. I picked up emotions from it. We all felt the same thing. If the Security Council gets wind of this artist, I think she's going to face some- difficulty."

Henry frowned then he thought of his art fanatic friend. "Where is Nate?"

Sigrid's eyes watched him carefully as she answered. "He took a room upstairs on the third floor and went to bed." She paused ever so slightly before continuing. "Marisa joined him."

A shock went through his body, but he forced it back. Wasn't he outside just minutes ago, having sex with Tish? He had to let that jealousy go. He wasn't going to let go of his feelings for Marisa, but he had to accept she might have similar feelings for others. He knew Marisa was attracted to Nate and his new friend was attracted to her in return. He had to listen to Camila's words of tough love. That brought a hint of a smile to his lips. He nodded to Sigrid, and she relaxed a little with a small smile of her own.

He looked to Meixiu and smiled at her. "So, now that you're a wealthy woman of leisure, what are you going to do? Travel the world? Buy a small island? Party on a yacht in Monaco with the rich and famous?"

She giggled and shook her head. "None of those things sound appealing to me. I have discussed this with Sigrid as I've been truly happy for the first time in my life living with her. As long as I'm welcome in her home, I will remain."

He nodded appreciatively. "What about the mansion?"

"Once I've sold off the assets, I will offer it to the Hidden Races Council for a good price. Nathan said he would help me identify which art pieces are most likely to be truly valuable. The river painting, I will keep. It's so peaceful," she purred happily.

Henry nodded then stretched his tired limbs as a yawn leaked out.

"It's been a long day. We should all get some rest," Sigrid suggested. "I understand you slept in the sitting room last night. There are beds available. Where will you sleep tonight?"

Henry looked into her eyes and saw she was inviting him to share her bed. To sleep. No expectations. He smiled and nodded to her, and she returned his smile.

Meixiu stood with a sweet little secret smile of her own and moved to tidy up. Sigrid stopped her to give her a quick hug and kiss on the top of her head. Then she led Henry upstairs to a lovely room on the top floor facing the backyard. He walked to the window and looked down at the gazebo. He honestly found that to be a peaceful spot. He turned and dropped his glamor as he made his way to the bed. He thought the mattress was oddly high and he had to climb up onto its plush surface. He tucked himself under the sheets and glanced over the edge nervously.