Chapter 1 A Fae Love For Thomas Barrow

Thomas Barrow stood frozen, stiff with shock as Andy Parker's lips were abruptly and unexpectedly pressed to his. He could not help but soften some, however, when Andy's arms encircled his neck as he moved further still into Thomas's intimate space, pressing his body tightly to his with a soft moan of longing against his mouth.

"Thomas!" Andy breathed, panting slightly into the kiss as he spoke for the first time since entering Thomas's room and shutting the door before pushing him back against it and kissing him. "Thomas, please, hold me! Touch me! Make love to me, I beg it of you!"

This desperate and passionate plea was clearly too much for Thomas to believe in, so despite his every instinct otherwise, his hands lifted up to roughly push Andy away from him and further into the room.

"Is this some kind of trick?" he demanded, his pale cheeks slightly pink and his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggled to catch his breath.

"No, Thomas!" Andy gasped, his needy expression turning wounded in response to his rejection and accusation.

"A joke, then? You mock my nature and my pain!"

"No, Thomas!" Andy repeated, his big, earnest brown eyes filling with tears that then spilled onto his cheeks with his obvious anguish. "I would never do anything so cruel! Your nature is my nature, too!"

"I do not believe you," he said, despite Andy's tears. "Someone put you up to this. I want you out of my room!"

"Thomas-" Andy tried to reach him through his clear aching hurt and paranoia.

"Out, Andy!" he repeated, reaching now to open the door.

"No! I will not leave! You will have to throw me out! I love you, Thomas Barrow!"

Thomas spun back to face Andy's red, tear streaked face, his own cheeks unnaturally pale and his black eyes glittering with his strong emotions. "Are you mad to say such things?! What if someone had heard you?!"

"So what if they did?! I have done nothing wrong, nor would they be able to prove I did! If loving you is wrong, I do not want to be right! Everything that I have done, I have done to be with you, Thomas! You are my Life Mate!"

Thomas blinked rapidly, clearly even more uncertain now. "What exactly do you mean by that?"

Andy stood there, his face damp and his body visibly trembling, but his voice when he spoke in answer was firm, his gaze direct. "Since I wish more then anything to be in a relationship with you, I must be honest with you. No matter the outcome. You are my Soul Mate. I left my home behind in order to come to you here. To be with you. Because we are Fated. Written in the stars. I am not human, Thomas."

"Now I know that you're having me on," Thomas said with a sudden glare, taking a threatening step toward him.

"I am not, Thomas. I promise. I know that I appear human, but I am not. I am in disguise, for my protection. And the reason I am not worried about being overheard, it is because I have shielded this room. No one will hear us, or be able to enter until I remove it. I am a Fae Prince, Thomas. I suppose the only way to prove it to you will be to remove my glamour."

Thomas had stilled once more to listen to him, staring in shock as a soft white light appeared, surrounding Andy like mist, obscuring his form for a brief few moments. When the light vanished and the mist cleared someone that was clearly other stood across from Thomas.

He was Andy, as evidenced by the tears still gleaming on his lashes and cheeks, and yet he also wasn't. Or, rather, not the Andy Thomas thought he had come to know. Not entirely.

The other male wore a sapphire blue hip length tunic and leggings with matching slippers, all clearly lovingly crafted for him out of silk. His auburn hair hung loose and shining to his waist, his skin and dark eyes held a luminance that wasn't there before, and, perhaps the most shocking of all, were his sharply pointed ears and the elegant silver circlet encircling his head set with a gleaming sapphire magically shaped into an incredible one inch across diamond.

"A-Andy?.." Thomas stammered, his own dark eyes wide with shock and his breathing clearly uneven.

"Yes, Thomas?"

"How is this even possible? I mean, you look- looked normal."

"I am normal, Thomas," Andy chastised him while taking out a sapphire blue silk handkerchief from his pocket and beginning to wipe his face clean of his tears. "As normal as being human is for you. As normal as being physically drawn to men is for both of us. But with you it is different, as I said. It is emotional as well. I have never been with a man. Fae save themselves for their Mates. My purity is yours, my love."

"It- It is?"

"Yes. If you are to take me as I hope and long for with everything I am, then you must know that Fae are different in more ways then just appearance. Our culture, laws and traditions. ..Our bodies."

"..Your bodies?" Thomas inquired of him uncertainly.

"Yes, Thomas. My body is similar to yours in most ways, but because I am a Fae male who is drawn to other men it is also different in one very important way. If you choose to love me, I may become with-child. If that happened I would have to resign from my job here and rely on you to take care of me and our child. I can not work while pregnant, and leaving an untrained Fae child with a human caretaker is not possible. The risk of discovery would be too great. The only other option would be to return to my homeland, but I could never go back without you. I do not wish to push you away by revealing these things, but you must know everything in order to make an informed decision. I could never lie or trap you into being mine, Thomas. I love you with all my heart and soul. I know that the probability of eventually having to give up your life here if you claim me is likely unappealing to you.."

"How exactly do you figure that?"

"What?" Andy asked him in confusion.

"If you are telling the truth, of which you have already proven part of it, so why should I not believe the rest? Then you are offering me everything I have ever longed for. Everything I never had. You offer me your love, loyalty, children. A real family. A home. I want you, Andy, more then I could ever express. I have wanted you ever since I began teaching you how to read."

"Um.. about that.." Andy said nervously.

"What is it? Oh!" Thomas understood what he wasn't saying quickly. "You are a prince. Of course you already knew how to read."

"Yes. I am sorry, Thomas. It was supposed to be a part of my cover story. But then you offered.. and I wanted to spend time with you so badly.."

"It is fine, Andy," he reassured him. "I am flattered. I want to be with you, too."

"You do?" he asked him with hope shining in his eyes.

"Yes. We shall have to save to get a place. Perhaps above a shop. I know about books. And how to make and repair clocks. Would that sort of life be appealing to you?"

"Yes, Thomas. As long as I am with you I shall be happier anywhere you wish to go."

"Very well, then," Thomas stated firmly. "It is decided. Now come here. I wish to taste those golden honey lips once more."

Andy blushed red from his neck, up his face to the tips of his pointed ears, but he obeyed, burrowing himself into Thomas's embrace and close against his body while lifting his head for the promised kiss.

Thomas pulled him closer still, kissing Andy with so much tenderness he began to cry once again. He ended the kiss after a few moments in order to gaze into Andy's damp eyes, gently brushing the fallen tears off his cheeks with his thumbs.

"What is it, Andy?" Thomas inquired with clear concern for him because of his reaction. "Are you alright?"

"I am alright, Thomas, yes. I am just so happy, and so grateful, to be with you. That you feel the same way for me as I feel about you. I.. Even with my princely vocabulary it is difficult to find the words to adequately express my intense joy.. I love you, Thomas, so much.. I feel I can not say it enough."

"I love you, too, Andy. And you express yourself fine," Thomas reassured him, pressing a brief kiss to the other man's forehead. "We can not all be poets. I enjoy books very much, but I am really only a clockmaker, my love. I went into service to escape my restrictive family. They wished to change me. For me to be something other then I am. After I left my father disowned me. He is gone now. I have been to visit my mother and sisters a few times since. It is still uncomfortable, but they are trying to understand there will never be a wife for me. I thought not children, too. But you have opened that barred door for me, and I thank you for it. I have always wanted children, Andy. When I.. make love with you, how likely is it that you will get pregnant?"

"I.. I am very fertile," Andy confessed with another rose-tinted blush while staring into Thomas's eyes in return. "But I have been brewing my medicinal herbs into tea as a preventative just in case. I did not know if you would want children or not. But even though you do, I believe it would be wise for me to keep drinking it until we choose to leave here. It would be safer, Thomas. For both of us. Most humans are not ready to coexist with my kind. It is why we generally remain separate from this world."

"I agree, much as I wish it was not so. I want you to be safe, Andy. And any children we have. Our family."

"Yes. Thomas?"

"Yes, Andy?"

"Do you think.. we could go and visit your mother and sisters? I mean, would they be alright with us?"

"I do not know about that, Andy. But I do believe they will not say anything hurtful, and that they would enjoy another visit from me. It is true they do not understand, but I know they will like you, Andy. No one could ever not like you."

"Thank you, Thomas," Andy replied with another adorable blush and a sweet smile. "So we will go?"

"Yes, we will go," Thomas agreed, kissing Andy briefly with another smile. "I will ask Carson for the time off for us both."

"Thank you, Thomas. I want to know your family."

"And I wish them to know you, my love. Come to my bed with me, Andy? I know it is not so comfortable. None of our beds are. But I wish to hold you. To touch you. Will you let me do so?"

"Of course," Andy agreed. "I love you, Thomas. I am yours. For always."

"I love you, too, Andy, and I am yours. It is a promise."

Thomas led Andy by the hand over to his bed, pressing tender, emotional kisses to Andy's face and lips while beginning the process of undressing the other man. His long fingered hands reached out to lift up Andy's shimmering tunic from the hemline, removing it for him and setting it aside thoughtfully before turning back to Andy to study his now bare chest curiously.

Andy's skin was fresh cream flushed with rose, beautiful and mouthwatering. His body appeared to be mostly hairless, though there was a light trail of auburn below his adorable belly button that clearly extended down into his silk leggings. Andy's nipples drew his interested gaze more then anything on his chest. Pebbled with Andy's need and positively delectable, they were the intense, sinful color of dark chocolate.

"Bloody hell, Andy!" Thomas groaned, helpless to keep the deep, lustful sound inside.

"What is it, Thomas?" Andy inquired in concern. "Is something wrong?"

"Wrong?" Thomas said, now staring at him with a weird look on his face. "You have hair like dark auburn fire, lips that taste of honey, nipples the color of my favorite sweet candy, the cutest damn belly button I have ever seen.. And you want me, and you ask me if something is wrong? Good grief, Andy, I want- I need to lick and nibble you all over!"

Andy gasped softly, his lips parting alluringly with the sound and his skin blushing deeper, but his dark eyed gaze was direct and warm with mutual need as he looked up into Thomas's eyes. "I want you to nibble on my ears, Thomas."

"Your ears? Really?" Thomas asked him with clear surprise.

"Yes. It is a Fae thing. They are very sensitive. A Fae only allows their Soul Mate access to their ears. No one else is worthy to trust with such a weakness, an intimacy. Not even one's family or children. Fae children are strictly taught from a young age to never touch even near that area."

"I see. Your wish is my command, my love."

Thomas finished removing Andy's clothing and set it aside, followed by his own, before laying Andy down on the mattress gently. Andy smiled up at him, moving onto his left side and drawing the covers over himself before holding out his right hand in offering to Thomas.

Thomas smiled back at him, reaching out to link his fingers with his and crawling in beneath the covers Andy held open for him, lying on his opposite side so that he was facing the other man.

Thomas drew Andy into his embrace, pressing their bared bodies close, both of them shuddering in response before Thomas once again claimed Andy's mouth and began kissing him passionately.

"T-Thomas!" Andy gasped into their kiss helplessly, squirming now to get even closer to his Mate's warmth needily. "Do something, please! Touch me! I am on fire for you!"

Thomas groaned into Andy's mouth in reply, his left hand touching Andy's smooth skinned chest obediently before moving down to gently cup Andy between his legs for the first time.

Andy gasped sharply and quivered, his eyes going wide as his shaft went hard, his intimate flesh shifting instinctively into Thomas's warm palm as his virgin body was consumed by pleasure that was powerful and overwhelming to his heart, mind, body and soul.

So when Thomas's mouth left his to move to the very sensitive tip of his right ear to press a gentle kiss there it was all too much for him, sending him instantly spiraling into his first climax involving his Life Mate. "Thomas! Ahhhhh!"

Thomas was shocked when Andy cried out and shook against him, spilling his warm seed into Thomas's hand and over his pale and slender fingers the second that he touched his lips to the pointed tip of Andy's ear.

"I.. uh, guess you weren't kidding about those ears of yours."

"…N-Not in the slightest.." Andy somehow managed to pant in reply, appearing to be embarrassed, but also content and happy. "My people are very sensual. Our close connection with nature makes it so, my darling Thomas."

"Nature?" Thomas inquired while reaching for a nearby cloth on his nightstand, looking deeply into Andy's beautiful dark chocolate eyes as he began to gently clean him of his spilled essence.

"Yes, nature," Andy replied with a smile, reaching out for the cloth when he was finished and cleaning Thomas's hand as he explained. "Faeries care for nature, you see. The woods and fields. The rivers, ponds, pools and waterfalls. Plants, animals and flowers. The seasons. It is how we use our magic to help the earth, not just ourselves. Greed is a terrible thing, so we give back to the land that gave us and everything life. I have trained since I was very small to assist plants to grow. It was always what I was drawn to. My affinity. Every faerie has one."

"I see," Thomas said, taking the cloth and tossing it into the laundry basket beside his bed to take care of later before looking back at him with a smile. "I would like to watch you do it sometime."

"Of course," Andy agreed with a nod, a smile and sparkling eyes. "I am sure your mother has plants I could tend to during our visit. But in the meanwhile, I shall tend to you, my Thomas. I do believe that your seed is ready for planting.."

Thomas stared at him for a moment in shock, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open at Andy's teasing remark. "Why, you wicked man-"

Thomas's voice was cut off by his deep moan as Andy moved down the bed quickly and lowered his dark auburn haired head between the other man's thighs.

Andy was trembling all over, his entire body quivering as he pleasured the man he loved with his mouth, and it wasn't long before Thomas found release, followed by Andy for a second time.

Then they cleaned each other up with another cloth in contented silence, afterward laying happily in each other's arms for a time before drifting off to sleep.