Drew looked around and saw the dark windows and then checked the wall clock which read 7:30 in the evening. Ginny and he had slept away the afternoon.
"Good evening Great Nana, how was your trip?" Drew could not help himself and had been practicing what to say to Priss when they met again.
Priss bolted upright and towered over the supine Drew still on the couch, "Ohhh, don't you dare call me that my boyo, not until your powers become stronger and I can swat your arse with all of my power without hurting you," she paused and then started to laugh. "Great Nana," Priss ended with a serious tone, but a Mona Lisa smile on her lips, "...don't do it again."
"We have to talk about me travels, and your growing powers," she motioned with her head towards the kitchen. "I hope you still have some of that good California wine you always talk about. We are going to need it."
Drew covered Ginny and gave her a soft kiss on the forehead as Priss watched from the kitchen doorway.
Drew slid past Priss with just a quick stop and peck on the lips. He grabbed a bottle of wine, uncorked it and was pouring glasses while Priss continued to stare at Ginny deep asleep on the couch.
Priss stepped into the living room, for just a moment, but was back by the time he had the glasses poured and was seated at the table.
"When I gave her to you as a familiar, I had no idea your powers were going to grow. There are many humans that have slight Fae blood like you, diluted over the ages. They will never know they have that spark inside." She stated rather sadly as she sat at the table and stared at the sleeping young woman.
Then she turned and became more serious." But not you me Drew, your powers are growing and growing faster than anyone can remember. Which means the Fae Council has taken an interest in you. That is not necessarily a good thing, by the way."
Priss paused and then continued, "So, I have been directed to bring you in front of the Council to meet with the different committees at the next full formal council meeting." Priss commented with little emotion.
"And when will that happen?" Drew questioned.
"Give or take, three or four months after your baby is born," Priss responded.
"Baby! What baby?" Drew shouted.
"Yours and Ginny's silly. She is very pregnant, just starting, but an extraordinarily strong heart beats inside her, me boyo. And if I had my guess right, strong in the Fea too. Your little girl will be interesting for you to deal with."
"That's not possible, I had a vasectomy years ago." Drew argued back.
"Yes, yes, yes and Ginny should have been barren because of an illness when she was young. Your Fae blood changed all of that. I assume she had some dream of white picket fences, barefoot and pregnant when she was having one of her orgasms. With your lovely desire to please, well...and here we are." Priss ended with a smile.
"Oh Fuck, I am too old to be a daddy again."
"Oh, you will outlive Ginny by many lifetimes. If you have not noticed, you are growing slightly younger, a bit each day. I presume others have noticed."
Drew thought for a moment, "Yes, yes there have been comments from the crews, but most just put it up to me getting lots of sex from the local young hottie."
Priss just chuckled, "Males, all ills can be fixed with a bit of good sex ehh?" She paused, "As for your baby, I think your daughter will be there with you my boyo. It is the sadness we get when trying to mix the lives of the Fae with humans. But the council could end all of that when you meet. They have the power to strip you of yours. I hope not, we are a dying group of races. I do not agree with the Council on much these days." Priss again ended with a note of sadness.
"I'll leave you to tell her about the child, or be 'surprised' when she tells you," Priss offered with a knowing smile.
"I'll decide later, this is too much to take in, in one sitting," Drew responded.
They paused and looked into each other's eyes.
"Well Daddy, while Ginny sleeps, I need a feeding. Are you up for it?" Priss asked with an air of hopefulness.
"Well sure Great-Great-Nana, anything for my elders" Drew said with a smile as he stood.
And with that she smacked his arse...
***
Ginny woke with a hunger, both for sustenance and for Drews's cum. She heard voices coming from the kitchen and was delighted to find Priss talking to Drew.
"Priss!" She screamed and giggled as she threw her half naked body at the Fae. Her open robe wrapped both women in a cocoon as Ginny straddled Priss at the kitchen table. She felt Priss grab the back of her hair and pull her into a lover's kiss.
Drew was hard in an instant, watching the two women share their passion for each other. Ginny wrapped her legs around Priss and hooked her feet into the kitchen chair legs. This gave her the leverage to pull her sex and rub it on the leather pants of Priss.
"Excuse me, feeling a little left out here," noted Drew, as the two women continued to make love to each other's mouths and necks.
Giggling erupted from both women, their disheveled hair hiding their eyes and smiles.
"Fuck, that now is a greeting! You, my boyo needs to take some lessons from this sexy nymph on how to say hello to me when I show up!" Priss said still buried in the hair of Ginny.
"I'm hungry," came out of the covered pile of female flesh in Ginny's voice.
"So am I, my sexy nymph. Let us get you fed first, my hunger is more of the carnal variety," responded Priss with a hearty laugh and a swat on Ginny's ass.
