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Trick or Treat at Halloween

The fairy, Preston Pardloe, hid at the edge of the woods. He watched as Sookie finished hanging pumpkin lanterns on her porch. Preston remembered being here once before, but at Christmas time. Niall had been with him, instructing him on how to be a Christmas present for a lonely Sookie.

Now he saw her step back inside the house. Preston fondly remembered gifting himself to Sookie in that house - meeting and mating with her just as Niall had ordered. Preston's fairy influence had worked a treat on the part-fairy. Sookie was none the wiser though, as he'd glamoured her memory of their time together away. Why had Niall wanted the gift glamoured from her memory? Preston had shrugged the question off. Royal protocols were obscure.

Tonight it was Halloween and Preston stood considering a repeat performance. A treat for Sookie! He knew Sookie was having a quiet night in all alone. At Hooligans, he'd overheard Dermot telling Claude, that Sookie was going to stay home by herself, eat candy and watch a film, one with no horror in it, because she'd had enough of that in her life already! Preston had thought on it. Niall was beyond the portal, but would surely want him to ease his great granddaughter's horror and loneliness once more. Yes, a treat for Sookie would be as Niall wished, Preston decided.

Popping to the front door, he felt Bellanos' wards ripple across his skin, but they let him pass unmolested. He was not surprised. He had good intentions after all. On his last visit, he had gained admittance by pretending to be an injured Were. Now he decided no such deception was needed, he would explain that Niall had sent him. It wasn't a lie, not exactly!

He knocked confidently.

This confidence was rewarded. Sookie's naked breasts bounced before him, as she ground down once again onto his engorged fairyhood. He cuddled her to him, pressing his face into those delicious ample globes. Then grasping her rounded hips, he thrust up, working with her until they both savoured their 'sweet treat' together.

"Happy Halloween," Preston murmured. He lay a sated Sookie down, before beginning to release her from his fairy influence.

Sookie's initial distrust had fallen away under this influence. The tendrils of his magic had soothed her mind and urged her own sexual desires to the surface. Now with the treat successfully delivered, Preston gathered that magic back, while beginning to glamour Sookie's memory of the treat away. Royal protocol seemed to demand this.

Suddenly, he was forceably popped from the house. Landing on his bare buttocks outside, he realised what had happened. Bellanos' wards had determined that a memory wipe was harmful, and so had acted to prevent it.

Then he heard Sookie scream.

"Fucking fairies."

The door opened. Preston watched as his clothes were thrown out into the yard.

When Sookie saw him, she raged, "You tricked me!"

"No, no," he insisted, "It was a treat!"

Inspired by the Jan of arc Drabble Challenge at LJ fang readers community.