(Dimension 20: Neverafter Fanfic)
Nara the fairy of Cunning x The Big Bad Wolf
Started: 16.04.2023
Finished: 16.08.2023
Word count: 2,666
Reading Time: Approx 15 mins
The Times of Shadow made everything harsh. Were the woods always frightful? Yes. But if you were smart and good, you would not stray from the path, and you would be safe. But curiosity gets the better of us. The allure of finding something new, something better, was always too enticing. If you had smarts, intelligence or cunning, you could keep yourself safe.
That's what you tell yourself at least.
It was all perspective though. What was terrifying for the fly was merely a meal for the spider. Two sides of the same coin, if you will. Like tonight, for example. The light of the crescent moon illuminated only the most minute of spaces in these woods. Nothing stirred, not even the wind. One may view this night as isolating, lonely. Another, merely private. Freedom to do as they wished with no witnesses or interruptions.
A soft glow of light grew from the floor of the woods. Like the beautiful orange flame of a candle, it rose up. And before realising it, the flame took shape in the form of a woman, who walked out in her corporeal form backwards. Walk was not the appropriate word. Floated? Flew?
Her wings glittered spectacularly when the moon rays fell upon them. Her face was hidden under her immaculate orange top hat. Her dress seemed to not wave in the wind of her flight but more float as if she were underwater, swirling gently around her.
The dress itself was most alluring. It was fire orange and pinned together with a beautiful clasp on her left side hip. The style of the dress was more like a jacket wrapped across her body than an enclosed slip on. She loved the way one of the shoulder straps slipped down and hung off her shoulder. She loved her glittering skin, so she exposed as much as she pleased. Her elegant leg, a treat for all who gazed upon her, only had the clasp on her hip preventing onlookers from seeing more. The fabric flowed either side of her leg and was, on purpose, the first thing others would notice of her. Who could say no to a fairy with legs like these?
She raised her head, breathing in the gorgeous night. Her top hat tumbled backwards off her head. In a smooth transition, as if she had done this for millennia, she outstretched her hand and the hat rolled down her shoulder, down her arm and the brim was perfectly caught in her fingers. She glanced down at the hat in her hand and noticed the glow of two eyes, observing her from the shadows of the woods.
The creature circled her, keeping it's eyes focused.
Without the hat her dark black hair shone in complimentary contrast with the rest of her. Which in turn, simply made her glow all the more brighter. Just as her wings glittered, so did her warm sepia brown skin. Orange sparkled all over her. As she kept her pose, the creature paid attention to the motion of her rising and falling chest as she breathed.
"You know we could do this more often." The Orange fairy flipped her hat back onto her head. Sweeping her hair over her shoulder as she brings her hand back to her side. "It doesn't have to just be now."
The creature stepped forward and moon rays hit his muzzle. He raised his head, looking at the crescent moon through the clearing of trees. The black fur around his face and neck was lined with a sliver glow.
"And miss this glorious sky, Nara?"
He continued towards her. Silver glow highlighting his fur as he walked through the moon beam. The weight of his steps seemed unnatural for a wolf of his size. No dirt stirred, no imprint left. It was as if he was never there. What's more scary than a creature that cannot be tracked? The fear that looms in all in the Neverafter is that the Big Bad Wolf could be lurking in every shadow.
"My available time is dwindling as each day passes. I have been needed more since the Times of Shadow. I only have time for matters of the utmost importance these days." Upon his approach of her, Nara was floating at a convenient height. His tongue extended and he licked up her thigh.
Descending herself ever so slightly, she floats closer to him and gently strokes one of his ears. "Utmost importance, you say. You're not so big and bad when you're as smooth a talker as that."
He took a moment of pause having noticed what was on her hip. "That's new."
"You like it? I needed a new clasp. Perfect colour to match my outfit, don't you think?" Her thumb traced around the frame of her crescent moon clasp. It continued it's circling caress onto her thigh, swooping inwards, her fingers getting lost under the fabric of her dress.
The Big Bad Wolf continued licking. His wide, wet tongue bringing a touch of bliss cutting through the chill of the night. Her finger brushed up his muzzle to his forehead. Coming back and swooping the side of his face, directing him between her legs. There was no reason to beat around the bush.
The puffing of air coming out his nose blew through the space between her dress and her skin. Nara felt it flow out onto her chest, escaping through the tiniest of passage it could find between her breasts. His tongue was soft, slipping and sliding a different part of her with each lick.
Nara's legs wrapped around the head of the Big Bad Wolf. His fur was coarse but she had grown used to this. It shaped itself around her thighs, caressing her as she pulled herself deeper into his tongue, rocking her hips in mid air. Her back arched, shining her chest to the sky. Her hair fell off her shoulders, swaying beneath her.
Once her legs were around him, The Wolf could do more because now that she couldn't float away. He put pressure on her clit with his top lip. Rolling his head forward to give her a good rub. His open mouth puffed his warm breath giving her a chill around her pussy from all his saliva and her own wetness.
Nara's fingers were gliding through his fur. Her fingers curled and uncurled, flowing with the same motion he was pressing into her. Her legs tightened their grip as she fucked his mouth.
She was enjoying it too much. She could feel the heat start to rise up in her like a volcano. She didn't want to erupt yet. Nara released her hold on his head, arched backwards as if doing a back flip, flew to the side of the Big Bad Wolf and pushed him to the ground.
He lived up to the reputation of his name. Between his legs was a big, red, throbbing wolf cock. The shaft was smooth, the tip lubricated with his leaking enjoyment. The base was bulbous, practically begging to be fondled.
Nara whipped her head around, tossing her hair to the side and flipping her top hat to the ground, landing perfectly right side up after a few spins on the brim. Her hands encircled his cock with a squeeze and went from tip to base. Her fingers spread and wrapped around the knot, pulling it up and then having her mouth come down on his head.