Chapter 1: Interrupted

Clarion sat down quietly at her vanity after a long day. She had overseen the preparations for spring, listened to complaints, held a meeting with the head fairies, and sat down for hours of paper work. She stretch her arms and back in attempt to loosen the knots, to her annoyance they remained. With a sigh she released her hair from its perfect bun and smoothly stroked through it with a pine needle brush. Once she was satisfied she separated it into three strands and braided it. She tied the end with a red ribbon then made her way to her closest to change. She first pulled out a white spider silk night gown, but she decided on pink rose petal shorts and dandelion cotton shirt. With her clothes in hand she stumbled into the bathroom to finish her nightly routine. Her dress slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor once she was in the safety of her bathroom. After pulling on her clean clothes she hung her dress on her hanger for tomorrow. She then brushed her teeth and took care of her needs before retiring to bed. It only took minutes before she was deep in sleep.

Clarion made her way to the tea room in the morning to meet Mary as she had promised the day before. Strangely she remembers going to bed after making that promise but she doesn't really remember waking up. She shook her head lightly, I must have been really tired this morning she thought. She walked into the tea room and greeted the staff and other fairies in the room before sitting down beside Mary.

"Good Morning Mary."

"Mornin' Clarion, how was your sleep?"

"It was quite alright. How have things been down at Tinker's Nook?"

"Finally running smoothly, for now." Mary gave a slight huff which made Clarion smile.

They continued to talk until Mary mention needing to check on Tinkerbell, something about a new pulley system. Clarion smiled at her friend as she fluttered out of the room.

Clarion sat in her study signing papers and reviewing daily reports, although she had spent most of the day in her study it hadn't felt all that long, clarion noticed the sun sinking into the horizon. Today really went by fast, I thought I had only just started she thought to herself. Brushing off the oddity as lack of sleep as she neatly settled her things in piles on her desk. Once she was done she started on her way to her chambers, she pulled on the door handle of her study.

She pulled on it again, it had been lock from the outside. Strange she thought I didn't know it could be lock from the outside. She knocked loudly on the door and called out to a guard. No one answered or opened the door for her. After what seemed like an hour she stormed over to her coach on the opposite side of the room and plopped herself down with a huff. She hated being stuck.

"Someone's not in a good mood." Clarion jump at the sound of a man's voice, she snapped her head around quickly to see a smiling Milori leaning on her bookshelf. He pushed himself of the shelf and stepped over to her. She was still quite as he sat down beside her.

"I thought I was alone."

"Maybe if you took a break from time to time you would notice who was around you," he laughed. He brushed the loose hair from her eyes. She turned her head to look at her desk.

"I was very busy Milori," she said with a huff, "I don't always have time to -" she stopped suddenly and let out a gasp of surprise as she felt Milori gently kiss the crease of her neck. He reached around her hips and pulled her towards him, she let herself fall against his cool chest. She tilted her head to look at him, he pressed his lips to hers as soon as they were in view. She was completely lost when their lips began to move, she grabbed the front of his shirt to keep herself from falling. He pressed harder into the kiss and ran his tongue along her bottom lip. She open her mouth slightly to let him in. There explored each others mouth for what felt like eternity, although all so soon for Clarion, Milori pulled away. She let out a small whimper at the lost contact. He chuckle at her disappointment and leaned back a bit to take in her apprentice. She felt very warm and aroused, and probably had quite a bit of colour on her cheeks, her lips felt swollen, and her breath was coming in short pants. She tried to slow her breathing, but Milori had slipped down the straps of her dress and was sucking and kissing the sensitive skin of her shoulders which made her moan and pant harder. He continued down her shoulders to her collarbone and push her dress right down to her hips so her whole upper body was exposed. She arched her back as he made his way down her chest, licking and sucking with the occasional nibble. He flick her nipple with his tongue and she fell back in pleasure. He brought his hand up to cup her other breast in his hand as he suck on the other.

"Oh, Milori" Clarion moaned his name loudly as he continued to pleasure her, after a while he switched his mouth to the other breast. Clarion felt her stomach tighten and a hot liquid seep out from between her legs. Milori slowly removed his hand and mouth from her and worked to remove the rest of her dress while he placed gentle kisses down her belly.

He sat up to look her, she had her eyes closed in pleasure and only felt his movement.

"Clarion" he said softly, she could barely open her eyes to look at him.

"Clarion" he said again a little louder. She tried to open her eyes but she couldn't.

"Clarion" his voice was different, it was higher but still soft.

"Clarion" the voice grew loud, she finally snapped her eyes open. She was blinded by a bright light streaming in through her window. Once she could see again she look around at her surroundings. She was in her bedroom and Milori was nowhere to be seen, instead she saw a worried looking Mary.

"Clarion are you alright? It looked like you were having a nightmare." Mary asked. Clarion silently cursed her friend for waking her, although her intentions were good.

"It's nothing to worry about Mary," she assured her friend, "what are you doing here anyway?"

"Oh, the ministers were all frazzled because you hadn't shown up for the meeting yet, so they sent me here. I said the meeting could wait and to let you sleep, but they were persistent."

Usually she would have been relieved that Mary woke her up when she was running late, but today she wish she had let her sleep.

"Can you head back to the meeting and tell them I'll be on my way?"

Mary nodded, "take your time, the meeting wasn't supposed to start for another twenty minutes." She huffed before fluttering out the door.

As soon as the door click shut clarion flopped back onto her bed with a whine. She felt hot and sweaty, her body tingled and there was an unmistakable ache between her legs. She had twenty minutes to get ready so taking care of her problem wasn't an option. She went to her bathroom and peeled off her sticky top and damp shorts. She grabbed a cloth from her basket and damped the cloth to quickly clean herself. The cool cloth felt wonderful on her hot skin as she wiped away the sweat from her neck and shoulders, then her breast and stomach, and down both legs. She damped the cloth again to clean between her legs. She flinched at first contact, rubbing lightly with her cloth to clean away any fluid. She moaned softly and pressed and rubbed harder, she fell forward slightly from the pleasure and caught herself on the edge of her counter. She quickly came to her senses and realized she would be late if she continued. Using all the strength she had she dropped the cloth into her basin and threw on her dress. Quickly as possible she brushed her hair and put it into her usually bun and headed out to the meeting.

The meeting was running way too long for Clarion's liking. The ministers continued to argue on whose season was more important at the moment, usually she would stop the fighting and assure them all the seasons were important, but she just couldn't care at the moment. The ache between her legs had not gone away no matter how much she wanted it to, in fact it had gotten worse.

It wasn't the first time she had dreamed of him. They had started out as nightmares haunting her subconscious with guilt and terror, then they slowly calmed until they were simply memories. However in the last couple months things had started to heat up. It started with just a lot of kissing, then touching. Last night was the farthest it had ever gone, and it would have gone farther if she hadn't have been woken up. At the thought of her dream she felt hot liquid damped her panties. She shifted in her seat and pressed her legs tightly together. Luckily no one noticed her situation, she listened for a few more minutes then quickly ended the meeting earning her a couple of strange looks, and although they would never say anything to their queen they knew she hadn't been paying attention. Clarion quickly but gracefully made her way out of the meeting area with the others. She was glad not to have any appointments until the afternoon so she would have the morning to take care of her problem. Just as she made her way back to her chambers she was called for from down the hall. She turned around to spot Mary coming up the hall.

"Are you finally going to join me for tea this morning or do you have something more important to take care of?" She said with a smirk.

Clarion tried her hardest not to turn red, thinking Mary must have seen her squirming during the meeting, and for all she knew Mary suspected it wasn't a nightmare. She had to think fast.

"Yes Mary, I'm finally going to join you for tea." As soon as she said it she regretted it. She could have just admitted defeat and tell her friend she had business to take care of and meet her for lunch instead, but no, she just could bring herself the embarrassment of her friend knowing about the unbearable ache between her legs. Now she was suffering.

Clarion had successfully made it through tea with Mary without embarrassing herself even more, although her friend had given her some strange looks when she shifted or tensed. If she was lucky Mary would never mention it, and if she was really lucky Mary wouldn't even know to begin with.

She had asked her serving talent fairies to draw a bath for her, saying she was sore from the night before and thought it would help. She had decided that the bath was the safest place to help herself out without being caught, as no one would interrupt the queen in her bath.

Her bathroom was warm from the steam of the hot water in her tub. She had managed to sit patiently while her serving talent fairies made up her bath. They had added flower petals and a small amount of honey to the water to sooth her, as soon as they were gone clarion slipped out of her dress and into the water, placing her wings into special slits where they wouldn't get wet, before reaching for her moss sponge and rubbing it along her neck and shoulders. She closed her eyes as she lowered the sponge to her breasts and softly caressed them making her hum in pleasure. Her whole body buzzed in pleasure and more hot liquid, that was definitely not water, seeped out of her. She couldn't wait any longer, Clarion dropped the sponge into the water and continued rubbing her hands down her body. She let out and uncontrollable moan when her fingers caressed her folds under the warm water. Her body gave a violent jerk when her fingers hit her clit, after relaxing her body again she rubbed circles around her clit. She could feel her muscles tightening, she pushed herself to hold on longer. She brought her other hand, which had been tightly gripping the edge of the tub, down into the water with her other hand. She was getting so close, all she needed was a little more. She brought her left leg out of the water and rested it on the edge, with her legs open wider she was able to slip in two fingers and stroke her inner walls. She was so close now, all she needed was a little push and she would fall over the edge. Still rubbing her clit, her other fingers moving in her finally finding what she wanted. She strongly stroked her g-spot and couldn't take it anymore. She came hard, her inner walls contracted and squeezed her fingers, and she threw her head back and curled her toes, crying out with a scream like moan.

When she finally came down from her high she slumped into the now semi warm water, breathing hard and exhausted. She washed herself off in the rapidly cooling water before dressing in comfortable clothes and taking a much needed nap.

The rest of the day went off without a hitch. Clarion was able to get through ten scheduled appointments and five fly-ins, due to her exceptionally good mood.