Disclaimer: I do not own Fairly OddParents.
Title: Intertwined Love
Author: unknown20troper
Rated: R or NC-17
Warnings: Male/male smut in later chapters, anal, infidelity, dub-con, oral, handjobs. Please tell me if there are any other warnings that need to be included, or any current warnings that should be adjusted.
This Chapter Includes:
Potentially Going to Include: male/female smut
Pairing(s): Timmy Turner/Remy Buxaplenty, Juandissimo/Cupid, Jorgen/Norm, Chip Skylark/Tooth Fairy
Summary: Remy Buxaplenty has fallen for Timmy Turner because of the dreams he's been having ever since he lost his fairy. Cupid and Juandissimo are together. Jorgen has finally rubbed Norm's lamp, and finds himself struggling with his feelings for the genie.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcomed – my current worry is that I'm not using enough description. In order to keep to canon, Jorgen thinks of Norm as a filthy genie at the start ("So I have to say, even though you're a filthy genie, you've been doing a very good job in this competition." Jorgen Von Strangle, Fairy Idol. Hartman, Butch. p. 28 of script, also said in actual episode), but his feelings do turn romantic. Norm will also take a while to fall for Jorgen, though he will eventually. Just letting you know so you don't ask about where the heck the pairing is. The Chip Skylark/Tooth Fairy will take a while to begin, but I know that most of you don't care how long it takes to start. This fanfic is set four years after canon, so CS/TF isn't chan in this fanfic. In this fanfic, Timmy is fourteen, and Remy is fifteen, just so you know.
Chapter 9:
Cupid's reaction to the scene unfolding in Jorgen's bedroom could be summed up in one word: finally! He considered adding another: erotic. That word also happened to describe Juandissimo, even when not engaged in such acts. Luckily, the fairy had accepted his invitation to observe his work; making love it could be called though that phrase tended to send people's minds into the metaphorical gutter. In fact, Cupid hoped that Juandissimo wanted to spend some time doing the common meaning of the phrase with him again.
For more than that, too. For Juandissimo to love him, to have their relationship be summed up in less words than "making love" but as more than "sex, dating and enduring Juandissimo's fascination with Wanda." When his lover talked about Wanda, Cupid felt like thanking something for his control over love, the power that enabled him to pair Wanda with Cosmo, that he, somehow, felt as though should never be used on his love just so he could have him.
"Is something troubling you?" Juandissimo questioned, clearly concerned.
Cupid sighed. "Nothing." He paused, rethinking his response. "Is there anything that you feel as though you shouldn't use your magic to acquire? That's the heart of my problem."
"Sometimes," his lover replied. "When Wanda's godchild attempts to use magic to acquire what he desires, he usually ends up with more problems than he started with. That applied to Remy as well." He frowned, sadness infiltrating his voice at the thought of the godchild he used to have.
"Everyone knows how terrible a wisher that child is," Cupid responded, slight annoyance in his voice. "He wished away about ninety-six percent of all love once. If not for LGBTs, magical creatures and Timmy's decision to correct his own foolishness, I'd have disappeared forever."
Juandissimo appeared uncertain, before replying. "I'm glad you didn't." He gave Cupid a kiss, providing him with some hope once again.
Cupid blushed, returning the kiss with passion.
When they finished, Juandissimo grinned at him. "With you around, Wanda isn't that necessary, though sometimes… I can't help but yearn for the one I can't have."
The fairy of love inquired in reply, "Is that a confession of your love for me?"
"It is just true," Juandissimo stated, his voice revealing all the layers of emotion that made up his statement.
Cupid flew over to another scene, this one showing two boys on what looked like a date. Two boys, specifically Timmy and Remy, the ones his lover had mentioned a few moments ago.
Juandissimo, who'd followed him there, gazed at the screen with a confounded expression, making Cupid wonder how to explain. The fairy finally spoke up, saying one word: "why?"
The fairy of love let out a huge sigh. "Why? Love is not based on 'whys', 'whats', 'wheres' or 'hows.' Love is love; Timmy and Remy needed it, yes? Now, my love, they have it."
"But, why my godchild and Wanda's?"
"Remington and Timothy fell in love by themselves," Cupid responded. "A romantic like you knows how love works."
"Yes," Juandissimo replied, sultry as ever. "You create it."
"Most of the time…"
Norm twined around Jorgen, the pose erotic if a bit uncomfortable. Then he laid back on the bed, inquiring, "So, whaddya want first?"
Jorgen attempted to ponder the issue for a moment, the thoughts increasing the size of his cock yet not yielding any answer other than: "You."
"That's vague," the genie responded, his tone sardonic. "And romantic." He assumed a more comfortable pose, lying on the bed. He touched the first part of the fairy that he reached, smirking. "If you can't think of anything, how about I suggest something?"
"What?"
"Cock-in-the-ass action," Norm smiled. "And foreplay, too, you know."
Jorgen lifted the genie up, setting him on top of the blankets, feeling every millimeter of him as he did so. Norm moaned, his neck reaching in an attempt to touch his lips to those of his fairy lover. Jorgen responded correctly, kissing the genie passionately, almost sweetly.
Then he began to enter the genie, his thrusts both fierce and careful. Norm's pleasure-invoked moans continued a few moments after, while they both attempted to and succeeded at giving each other a few kisses.
Eventually, pleasure blurred all the individual thrusts into a continuous wave of gratification and bliss, with slight pain on the side (a disadvantage of Jorgen's size, and what sex actually was, Norm noted wryly to himself).
Once the two both were sated and covered in sweat, they ceased. Neither of them felt like stopping, but they both knew they had to sometime. Norm gave and received several kisses, the result of both them refusing to even consider pausing that.
A sound reminiscent of a bomb almost damaged Norm's eardrums, and when he gazed around, wondering what the heck was going on, he noticed a setting change: a restaurant, a fancy fairy one, instead of Jorgen's bedroom, where their lovemaking was. He looked at Jorgen, seeing that a formal suit now sheathed his fantastic muscles.
"So, you just asked me out, huh?" Norm mused. "Minus the 'ask', of course. Don't worry. I'd have said 'yes.' "
Jorgen, Muscles, his lover, kissed him, making the paradise known as love even more heavenly, making his world even brighter, enchanting him without any actual magic.