On their way home, Nami wanted to drag her feet. They had only sold half of their crops so far, and the season was going to end soon. That meant another winter with food they would need to preserve or lose to rot. Another winter with little money for the taxman and fewer gifts for the new year.
"Hey, look," Nojiko said and pointed. Nami glanced over, but she pursed her lips.
"Mushrooms? I guess we could pick them for dinner if they're-"
"Idiot, not those. That's a Fairy Ring. If you pick them, they'll come abduct you, or worse. Don't ever anger a fairy! I heard someone spotted a leprechaun around here though."
Nami sniffed. "Fairies are for children's stories."
With a humming giggle, Nojiko said, "How did I sound then? Do you think I'd tell good stories to my children?"
She snorted with laughter before she rolled her eyes. "You don't even have a man."
"A lady can start planning her life out. It's never too late." Nojiko pouted. "You're certainly not looking for anyone. The last time someone tried to woo you, you made them cry. I don't think anyone looks twice at you now."
Face flushing, Nami bit her lip. "Maybe I'll just look for a rich man to marry. One who doesn't cry."
"I'm sure if you stopped decking them in the solar plexus, the number of marriage applicants would go up much faster."
Once they arrived home and stored the unsold merchandise in storage, Nami went inside with a confused frown. Normally, Bellemere would greet them outside from the fields, but there had been no one.
She stared what felt a little too long at the collapsed figure of her mother before she screamed.
"Mistress Bellemere!"
Nojiko ran in after the scream, and they bent over their fallen step-mother.
Nami searched for the Fairy Ring. Only a ring of toadstools. Nami had not seen the danger in it at all. Nojiko had said someone saw a leprechaun too.
What other chance did she have?
Branches snapped under her feet in her search - she had only the full moon to guide her through the woods now. Nami had walked between these trees as a child, but now she could not find her way. The trees cast strange shadows over the path, and she discovered that at some point, she had wandered off into the woods instead.
Her heart pounded like a hammer in her ears. Every breath of the wind made her stop to check for what made the shadows ghost across her vision.
It was irrational. The woods were the same as they were in the day. She didn't even need to find this Fairy Ring.
She stopped in a clearing and squinted around through the trees, but no mushrooms greeted her. Nami's shoulders drooped before she slid to her knees with a sigh.
Why did it have to be so unfair? If she could not find a leprechaun, would she lose Bellemere?
The thought of losing her, of losing all that Bellemere had worked so hard to keep for her and Nojiko brought bile to her throat. It could not end like this - with her mother dying in her bed just because they could not afford the doctor ...
Tears flooded her eyes now. Nami embraced herself and squeezed her eyes shut.
Who went out into the woods searching for fairies at her age?
"I'm an idiot. I won't find anything out here."
"Whatcha doing?"
Her head jerked up, searching for the source of the voice.
However, it was the Fairy Ring around her that she saw first. Nami jumped to her feet, turning in circles, and stopped.
A tiny man sat on one of the tallest mushrooms, a pair of red and black wings on his back. She might have called them butterfly-like, but she had never seen butterfly wings that looked like that before.
One knee to his chest, his arms were around his shin, and a grin leered at her while black eyes somehow reflected moonlight. The casual manner he sat might have made her relax, but he was only the height of her hand, perhaps taller. He and his grin were far from ordinary.
She licked dried lips. "You're real ..."
"Realer than you, and less real than others," he said. When he shrugged, his eyes burned into her. "You're in my circle though."
Nami took a hesitant step back, only to stop short when she remembered Nojiko's warning of a curse. She didn't need a curse on top of her problems. He was right in front of her too, but was this a leprechaun? She couldn't recall whether they had wings. Stories about fairies had not been a pastime of hers.
Something needled into her head though.
What if the stories were wrong?
Steeling herself, Nami lunged for him, only to hit the ground. Her hands smashed against something she hadn't seen when he darted out of her grasp, and she yelped, holding her hands to her chest.
"Hmm? You wanna catch me?"
She scowled at him until she darkened in shock. The man wore not a stitch on him. His leg had blocked her view, and now something dangled between his legs while he smirked.
"Why are you naked!?" She knew she should avert her gaze, but he shifted to stand with his legs apart and hands on his hips.
"Why are you clothed?"
"Because it's indecent! Shameful!" Nami clutched at her dress and finally turned her head.
He laughed. "How are you gonna catch me if you're not lookin'?"
Her face burned darker, but she tried to find what she had hit before instead. Both wrists and fingers ached as she reached out to feel in the dark. However, she felt a wall past the ring of mushrooms that seemed to stretch all around it, no matter how far she leaned to feel it.
If I'm trapped in here, doesn't that mean he is too? Nami had never heard of this before.
When she turned to him again, he didn't appear stressed by his predicament. Her eyes tried to avert away from his cock, but she flooded with color. How could she look away from it when it appeared mere inches below his tiny face?
"Oh, gonna try to catch me again?"
His smile teased her, his exuberance glittering with the rest of him while his wings fluttered behind him.
Nami bit her lip. She had to catch him. If she didn't, Bellemere would ...
Tears pierced her eyes, and Nami dived for him again.
He danced to the next mushroom with a frown, humming. "What's wrong, human? Don't you want to catch me?"
"I do!"
His eyes widened before he hopped into the air with her next attempt, but he hovered in front of her face.
"What do you wish of me, human?"
Nami stared, for a moment, confused by his reaction, but she whispered, "I want my mother to be healed. Please, heal Mistress Bellemere!"
Face unreadable, he stared at her, head tilted before he said, "Strike a deal with me, human, and I will do as you ask."
"You will?" She gaped at him, mind racing as she wondered what she might have done to get this deal. "Please, I'll do anything to heal her!"
"So you can't complain!" When he grinned wider, she smiled back nervously. "Marry me."
Flabbergasted, Nami leaned away, but he landed delicately on her hand. He was next to weightless, bare feet padding across her hand as he inspected it. If she just closed her hands around him, wouldn't she be able to make a better deal? Yet Nami wondered if that would just anger him.
"Don't ever anger a fairy!"
So she sat and considered. If he could heal Bellemere, well, she had said that she'd do anything, hadn't she? But what would marriage to a fairy really entail? Her eyes darted down those scant inches before she pretended she was staring at the ground instead.
Even though her cheeks were crimson now.
That wouldn't hurt at all, she thought. But what would he get out of it?
Nami tried to picture it. A weird tickle while he did his husbandly business, and that would be it. That didn't seem so awful - it would be nothing like how she had heard some women talk about it.
This was for Bellemere anyway. Besides, maybe she was dreaming.
"All right, I will," she whispered. Whether or not she was in a haze, at least, she could feel some relief. Hope. Maybe Bellemere would be fine like he said.
He smiled at her before he tapped her hands. When a warm thrum wafted through her hands, Nami gaped, extending her fingers out in a stretch before testingly twisting her wrists. No pang of pain.
"Wha - I'm not the one you need to heal. It's my mother!"
As he fluttered in front of her, his finger went to her lips, shushing, and she flushed. It was so much closer now. "We have to consummate the marriage though. I don't want you to hurt. What kind of husband would I be if I didn't let you enjoy it?"
Nami darkened, wanting to lick her lips, but he was so close. What would her tongue touch instead?
"I suppose ... that should come first," she whispered. "If I don't, you wouldn't heal her, right?"
He smiled. "You're a smarter human than most."
His tongue wetted his lips, and she darkened when he leaned over to kiss her top lip.
Kissed by a fairy.
"Be indecent for me now. Do shameful things."
Nami's lips parted, the flush taking over. Her body pulsed oddly. He was just a fairy. But had he just done something to her?
"That's it? What about the wedding though?" She squirmed where she sat, trying to ignore how her heart seemed to beat faster. Did he want to consummate the marriage now? How could they when a wedding hadn't occurred?
"Oh, right. Humans have some ritual. Well, don't you want to heal your mother quickly? We're here in my circle. If I say we're married here, then we are." His hand stroked her bottom lip, and she inhaled from the soft touch, a shiver coursing through her. "You said you'd do anything too. Strip. I'll have you here."
Flushed with crimson, Nami fiddled with the strap of her apron and untied it. Was it that simple? Before she pulled her apron over her head though, her eyes widened.
"Wait, what's your name? I'm Nami."
He grinned as he landed back on a mushroom to watch her. "I'm Luffy!"
Licking dry lips finally, she fussed with how she laid the apron on the grass before she pulled her kirtle over her head. When it was gone, she stared at his tiny cock. He had been stroking it once she only wore her linen shift, and she swallowed nothing.
It was strange. What would he do to her when he was barely taller than her hand?
As she pulled the shift over her head, Nami shivered in the chill night air and settled back to untie the laces of her hosiery, but he grinned.
"That's enough. Just spread your legs like that."
She froze for a moment, gaping at him before she shifted to splay her knees apart, arms behind to brace herself as she reclined. "Like this?"
Luffy fluttered to land on her lower belly, just above her curls. His eyes were on her breasts, but she had to look away with a darker face. She had never expected to be stared at so. The pads of his feet were cool as he trekked along her stomach. A glance at him showed his smirk while he leaned, hands extended, before she moaned when he grasped her nipple with both hands.
"Is this where you like it?"
He pulled, and her body twitched, trying not to buck him off, but he only seemed amused by the movement. Luffy stepped closer, just tall enough to lave his tongue over her teat while he squeezed it - pinched it.
Nami moaned, watching how he latched onto her. His mouth wasn't quite big enough to fit her entire nipple inside, but the touch, his suckling, had her hissing. The pulse in her body grew more urgent, telling her to do something, move somehow for something she could not imagine.
For a moment, she wondered if she would need a real, full-size man, but his cock thrust against the plushness of her breast while his mouth and tongue sucked and lapped around her nipple like it needed nothing else.
She panted, staring at his heady, concentrated face. When their eyes met, he smirked.
"Do you need me to lick the other one too?"
"Please?" Nami shivered as he padded only a few steps over to grasp that nipple as well. This time, he twisted her teat in his hands, groaning while she cried out.
Something snaked across her wrists, and when she tried to pull away - to slap it aside so she could concentrate on the simple yet lewd touch of this fairy - Nami yelped as they wrapped around her wrists in an instant, yanking her flat on her back while Luffy fluttered in the air over her with a smile. As she struggled against the cords, Nami finally saw them for what they were, but it was too late.
Strange roots wrapped around her ankles, spreading her legs wider. Pinned to the forest floor, Nami gaped while Luffy landed on her breast to walk little circles around her nipple.
"Luffy!" When she tried to buck, roots shot from the ground to wrap around her waist, holding her fast.
She lifted her head, but roots coiled around her throat. For an instant, she feared it would squeeze the life out of her, but they only held her neck so she could not lift her head.
Nami panted, still wriggling under her restraints while Luffy's tiny foot pressed on her nipple, grinding so that she cried out.
"Perfect."
His feet padded to her chest and along her neck before he climbed to kneel on her chin. Nami peered awkwardly at him over her nose, flushing hotly as she dared to not move. Would more restrain her if she did? If she talked, it would surely shake him.
"Open your pretty mouth."
Cheeks burning, Nami slowly parted her lips, eyes stuck to how he stroked himself over her.
So close again to her face, she breathed faster. Tongue flicking to wet her lips, and she whimpered when he thrust against the tip of her tongue. She tasted warm salt, shocking herself when her tongue slipped out again.
"You like the taste, huh?"
Her answer was to slick her tongue gently over his front, feeling the ridges of his balls and cock which ended in lapping his chest as well. Luffy tasted like sweat and something she could not quite place, but it had an odd bitter flavor she did not hate. Mostly, she tasted flesh, hot and seductive, and her mouth watered for more.
"Lick me again, you sexy giantess."
Nami moaned as she laved her tongue again, angling to thrust her tongue between his thighs as well. Luffy released a long, dark moan while the tip of her tongue circled to taste the other side before she stroked the ridges of his abs. He arched to her tongue with a growl, smiling before he bowed his head to lick her tongue. She quivered there, letting her tongue stay for him, and he grinned ever wider.
When he fluttered back to perch on her breast, Nami whispered shakily, "What did you do to me? What magic is this?"
Luffy laughed, his foot grinding on her nipple in a way that made her tremble and moan. "I'm just holding you down, Nami. Nothing else."
He jumped onto her stomach, trekking across her belly to below while her mind raced. She had already lost sight of him. All she felt were his little feet as he walked around her belly button, only to reach darker orange curls where he chuckled.
"That can't be right," she said, gasping when her curls were parted aside, and Luffy walked lower still.
Would he grow angry if she called him a liar? A slight tug on her hair made her hips jerk, and Luffy laughed again. "Ah, sorry, I gotta climb down. I know you're getting excited."
Nami flushed, biting her lip as she felt him gather more hair into his hand, and he inched his way to where her warm folds waited. His feet braced himself in her labia, parting her lips while he climbed down.
"Why would I be excited? This is just-"
He must have only held onto her patch with one hand. His feet were spreading her folds wide open.
Thus, it was his other hand that slipped into her. Nami choked on her words, shocked. Something rubbed against a bundle of nerves above her entrance, and she gasped, quaking until a burst of roots strapped her thighs down with a jolt.
"I told you to hold still. You don't want to crush me, do you?"
It was his face.
Luffy's face pressed against her clitoris, his lips moving while he talked before he licked. She squeezed around his arm that delved deeper, whimpering when he rubbed against her front wall as if searching.
"I think you might be wet enough. What do you think?" He lifted one foot only to thrust it into her.
Her jaw dropped when she realized what he would do. He would not thrust only his cock inside - rather, he would use his whole body.
"Luffy!" Nami squeaked as he shoved his other leg inside, and, when he took his arm out to grip her clitoris, she constricted around his legs, sobbing with a wide-eyed stare into the night sky.
Luffy thrust with a groan.
"I could swim in you forever," he said with a sigh, and Nami squeezed, but he sank deeper, bracing against her clitoris.
The tug caused trembling throughout her body, and Luffy moaned to it, kissing and lapping in turn.
He had to be at least waist deep, but she could not tell - could not see his body while he strained to fill her. Everything was too small to feel details now the deeper he sank into her, but altogether, his body delighted her, stroking against soaked walls. His other arm thrust inside, still writhing in her body, but it moved inside differently from the rest of him.
She twitched when he stroked himself against and inside of her pussy. "Yes ... yes!"
"I know, Nami." He moaned and sucked her clitoris while he thrust deeper. "You feel so tight. Can you squeeze me more?"
Nami cried out, trying to squeeze him hard enough to hear him call to her. She only made his hand work faster on himself, but that teased her front wall. His hot breath quickened on her clitoris though.
"Luffy ..." She whimpered, trying to spread her legs more, staring into blurry skies through tears.
How deep was he? Nami panted, trembling as he bucked and ground away.
When he kicked, she jerked again and sobbed. Somehow, she tightened more, and Luffy groaned against her clitoris.
"That's it. Just like that."
She squeezed him, moaning when his hand quickened. It teased her inside, her heart fluttering while his body thrust against her front wall.
Luffy arched before he kicked again with a growl. A strangled cry left her, leaving her to gasp for air while her body tried to twist and squirm around him. His hand tightened around her clit when he thrust against her front wall, and Nami writhed, sweating and panting as he slowly went slack inside.
Her skin prickled, damp with sweat in the cool night air. Inside, her husband sighed.
"What a woman."
Nami flushed while he chuckled and kissed circles over her clitoris. Twitching to his touch, she whispered, "I never imagined this before."
"Mm, tell me what you imagined then," he said as he pulled himself out. He climbed back through her curls with a chuckle, padding wet feet across her belly once more.
"Not this! You're so ... tiny. Will ... will I even carry your child?"
Luffy strode between her breasts to jump to her chin again, his grin still in place as he peered down at her. "Do you want my child in you? I might need to plant my seed in you a lot more than this if you want my baby."
She quivered and did not dare to speak. He was stroking himself again, body glistening with her juices.
"But I know an easier way." Luffy kneeled again. "First, I want you to clean me up. Open your mouth again."
Her eyes widened, and Nami opened her mouth, moaning before she laved her tongue over his body, gently, carefully. Salty juices coated her tastebuds, and she quivered, moaning. He added to her own flavor with his skin, and she wondered which tangy bit was his seed. His cock hardened against her tongue while she took care of his arms and legs as well.
He chuckled, body arched to accept her cleaning while his cock dripped seed. For a moment, she stared at the tiny droplets that formed at his tip. "Will you plant more seed in me again?"
"Oh, Nami," he said as he fluttered into the air above her. She blinked in astonishment when he grew. "I want to cover you with seed."