Strikesnake
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my insanity… and maybe my pants…
A Magical Evening
Artemis sat in deep contemplation. This wasn't unusual, his considerable intellect was always sparking new ideas. But for once there was only one thing on his mind. An elfin major, recently promoted.
Artemis hadn't seen her for weeks after the whole time-tunnel incident, but then, only 3 days 2 hours and 37 minutes ago, she had flown to the house. They had talked, for hours, until late into the night, and Holly had stayed the night.
In the same bed…
They had only slept, but that night…
Artemis shook himself. He was a prodigy, his thoughts shouldn't wonder aimlessly. It was that blasted puberty again. And, of course, that small, muscled, elfin…
NO!
Damn hormones.
Below ground Major Holly Short was sifting through the mountains of paperwork. She shouldn't let herself get so bogged down, but paperwork was so tedious, and lately she had been rather distracted, Artemis kept coming to the front of her mind. After the time-tunnel she had lost her confidence in him, but his mother had been at death's door. It had taken her days to forgive him, and weeks to build up courage to see him again.
She was glad she had. It had been a good night, made many things a lot clearer in her mind.
The Digi-pen clanged on the floor. It was pointless, her mind was out of action and the mountain would still be there in the morning. She walked over to Ops.
"Hi Foaly"
"Hey Major, been buried yet?" he sniggered. Ever since promotion, Holly had been the but of many paperwork jokes.
"Ha, ha. I'm going topside, when's the next flare near Ireland?"
This piqued Foaly's interest, "Just over half hour, Tara. May I inquire why?" he had a sneaking suspicion that Holly hadn't been held up a few days ago, after all, what could hold Holly up of all the night?
"No"
Without further ado Holly grabbed a pair of wings and set off.
As Holly dropped lower she saw Artemis through the study window, staring at nothing in particular. She should knock and let Artemis know she was there, but it was an opportunity to good to miss. The window opened, seemingly by itself, and a slight shimmer moved across the floor to behind Artemis's chair. The Irish teenager found himself propelled through the air towards the wall, and, bouncing off the ancient stonework and modern wallpaper, fell upon a small figure shimmering into the visible spectrum.
They laughed at the prank and its results for some time, until Artemis recovered his composure and noticed his position. In falling, he had gone between Holly's legs and pinned her arms to the floor either side of her head. Holly noticed only a moment afterwards, and they both blushed to the roots of their hair as the got back to their feet.
"So Holly, what brings you here?" asked Artemis, hoping for some distracting conversation.
I need something to distract me from her body, her perfectly shaped…
STOP!
He smiled sheepishly and looked up from Holly's chest. Big mistake. His eyes met hers, hazel staring into hazel, blue into blue.
"Erm… well, I had nothing else to do… thought you might like some company… and… um"
Its hopeless, I can't stop staring at his eyes…
Loud bickering broke the silence.
"I'd best lock the door", said Artemis, "Myles and Beckett have decided to wake up."
Holly released a breath she didn't realise she'd been holding. Artemis seemed to have this effect on her recently, she'd hopped it had been a time-tunnel thing, but coming back didn't seem to have stopped it.
"Well, I'm glad your ok, I'd best be getting back, loads of paperwork"
"Of course" said Artemis, careful to avoid Holly's eyes.
Holly stood on her tiptoes to kiss Artemis on the cheek, but at just the wrong, or is it right, moment, he turned towards her.
"Why-"
The rest of Artemis's question was lost as their lips met. Above their lips their shocked eyes widened and stared into each other's. Artemis raised his hands and slipped of Holly's helmet, putting it down on the desk facing out the window. His hands played in Holly hair.
Holly, getting tired of standing on her tiptoes, reached her arms around Artemis and pulled him to his knees, moving closer as the kiss became more intimate. They slowly shed their clothes, breaking contact for the shortest time possible.
As Holly's final piece of clothing fell off, Artemis's hands worked around her body. He revelled in the softness of her skin, feeling her shiver and gasp and his hands ran down the curve of her back and wondered their way up her thighs.
When Artemis had nothing left but his boxers to hide the suspicious swelling he tightened his grip on Holly and pulled her off the ground. In this position Holly's only option was to wrap her legs around Artemis's stomach and press herself closer to him. They stumbled backwards until Artemis's knees buckled against the sofa.
As he fell back Holly moved her hands to his chest and pinned him to the sofa. Artemis decided he quite liked this position and grasped her hands, pressing them to his body. Holly could feel his heart flutter beneath his chest, and knew just what she could do to make it go faster. Breaking the contact of his lips, she slid her body down and pushed away his boxers.
A small part of Holly was worried. It had started thinking about the repercussions, but quickly left those thoughts behind. As her body slipped down that small part grew worried again. She knew mud-man reproduction was like the fairy kind, but was it the same? Then there was the small matter of size…
At the first penetration that part of Holly was blasted away by pleasure. As Holly drove her hips closer and closer to Artemis's, both parties could contain small moans and cries of pleasure.
From his position Artemis could see Holly's stomach pulsating and stared as her chest started to glow blow with magic. Sparks wove their way down her arms like drunken fireflies. Artemis convulsed as the magic flowed through Holly's hands and into his chest, conveying itself to Artemis's brain as purest pleasure…