#konigaz

It was spring and the fiery spirit of the local forest named Gaz was up to mischief. A particular seasonal mischief that he looked forward to every year, to be exact.

Pollen from the flora, musks from the fauna, and his own magical essence blended together to create a special dust. This dust was then sprinkled onto the unlucky humans who entered his pretty little wood. The victims would be overwhelmed by sudden, and apparently random, sexual arousal. So compelled by their symptoms, most if not all of Gaz’s victims would then slink behind a tree and deal with their embarrassments before retreating from the area. 

Gaz got an impish joy of doing this. Watching humans blush and splutter and curse as they realize what was happening to them. He would grin as they retreated to a less exposed section of the wood to free themselves from the binds of clothing. Hiding in the treetop or in a nearby bush to watch hands fumble and hasten to soothe the burning lust. Pants down their thighs, hands wet and dirtied, and faces sweaty and or red with exertion.

It was not even like Gaz got aroused by the prospect of it, seeing it more as bemusing. Getting crude delight from the human’s erotic displeasure. This was simply just one of many mischievous projects he committed to year-round. 

One spring morning was like any other. Gaz awoke amongst the family of rabbits in their burrow to the sound of the first bird song. He ate ripened fruits and herbs that flourished in the warming temperatures, savoring them whilst soaking up the warming sunlight. His ears and eyes forever looking for his next target.

It came as a very tall human male, dressed in worn, patched-up hiking attire, boots, and a boonie hat that hid his face from where Gaz hid amongst the leaves of the tree. Gaz grew excited, not recognizing the human as an unfortunate local of the area. He was the perfect target for his prank.

Gaz found his opportunity when the male paused on the makeshift path amongst the trees, crouching to admire a patch of mushrooms sprouting at the roots of a tree. His tall frame made a large shadow over the patch of ground, hiding Gaz’s own as he hung from a branch and poured his special dust onto the poor human’s head.

Retreating back behind the leaves, Gaz watched as the human breathed the dust in, remnants settling on the brim of his hat and the fabric at his shoulders. The male frowned, looking around and breathing in deep breaths as if smelling the air. Confusion steeled his features until it was washed away with embarrassment as he noticed the growing predicament in his pants.

“S-Scheiße,” The human swore in what Gaz presumed was German.

The human was looking almost horrified, hands out and trembling as he was unsure what to do. His head was swiveling around to ensure that no one was nearing him on the hiking trail.

The male then swore again, stepping off the path behind a tree a few steps away. The trunk was wide enough to hide even this human’s tall broad frame and Gaz had no trouble following him from above to settle at a lower branch.

The German looked from side to side - not even considering looking up - before using a hand to touch the growing shape in his pants. The shape in question looked large, even with comparing the proportions to the hand that touched it.

Gaz found himself leaning his head closer, as if to see just that little better. Eyes crinkled in a grin as the human let out a huff now abashedly groping at his erection through roughened fatigues.

It appeared to not stave off the need brought on by the dust as the male let out a whimper, his hips fidgeting a little. Not even moving his head this time, the human’s eyes looked quickly to his surroundings before unbuckling and pulling his pants to puddle at his ankles.

Gaz’s eyes widened, marveling at the sheer size of the human’s erection as it stood at attention. Twitching in the cool open air, flushing a deep pink and veins prominent along the shaft, Gaz had to admit this human was a specimen.

The male took his own cock in hand and started to move, dragging out strained breaths and soft moans with each jerk of his wrist. His eyes squeezed shut in focus, face reddening from the erotic heat. Gaz could only watch on, beginning to grow enthralled. Watching the tip weep pre, feeling his mouth salivate for a taste. Soon, his own body seemed to be reacting from the sight, his own cock tensing. Gaz squeezed his legs shut in an effort to tame it.

It was not long before the human finished, white strips dribbling forth onto his hand and some spilling onto the forest floor. The human gasped as his shoulders relaxed and leaned against the tree, settling from cloud nine.

Gaz was saddened to then see the human tuck his softened cock away and motion to return to the path. Gaz did not want him to leave. He wanted to see the human’s cock again, maybe touch it, taste it, feel it inside. 

The fairy was following the human, just at the lowest branches. Want and need demanding he pull out the dust pouch once more and pour a healthy amount above the human's head.

The male was only a few steps from the hidden tree and looked mortified to see himself hardening again as he inhaled the fumes.

“N-Not again,” The human whined, hands covering his tented pants as he retreated back to the same tree.

Hand already tugging the fly of his pants down before he even managed to hide. Desperate frustration demanding him to hasten. This time he leaned facing the tree, one forearm against the tree and forehead resting against it. Looking down as his hand took himself into a desperate grip.

Excitement made Gaz’s hands tremble as he floated to touch his feet to the ground just by the male’s side. He did not hide his grin as he made his presence known.

“My, impatient aren’t we?”

The human flinched, hand ceasing and looking horrified at Gaz. And the fairy knew it was not just because he got caught touching himself.

Gaz was distinctly not human. Larger eyes that were pure black, lacking white scleras and coloured iris’. Long, pointed ears sprouted amongst black locks with twigs, leaves and feathers tied into strands. Long brown beetle wings spread from his back. He was naked by human standards apart from a bag for his belongings, his beautiful dark skin soft and almost glowing in the dappled light of day. Not hiding his own growing arousal between his legs.

“W-W-Who are you?” The man blustered, eyes scanning over his features.

“Hmm,” Gaz hummed in mocking thought, “Let’s say I’m a friend, a friend who’s happy to help with your problem.” He then pointed down to where his erection was.

“This-This was an accident I-” 

“Do you want me to help, or not?” Gaz interrupted, growing tired of the human’s bumbling.

The male visibly thought over his answer before, almost shyly, nodding.

“Good.” Gaz grinned, crouching down to sit on his knees in front of the mortal with his back to the tree. “Go on then, don’t keep me waiting.”

The human appeared to be far too enrapt in need to question him further, chewing on his bottom lip as his hand took a grip on his cock once more. Fingers wrapping around the length and tugging again, shifting closer until Gaz was close enough to smell the human’s sweat and arousal.

Gaz opened his mouth, giving the human the go-ahead to feed the tip past. The mortal flinched at the sensation and gasping faintly, Gaz’s lips happily enwrapping the tip inside and lapping at the slit. Humming in delight at the taste of salty pre.

Gaz did not wish to waste time, lifting a hand to replace the human’s own around the shaft. Sinking his mouth lower onto the length, his hand pulling grunts and moans as his cheeks hollowed to pull his end closer.

Gaz’s eyes were looking at the human with a smug smile, as he pushed even further down. His inhuman body meant he could easily take the human’s impressive size all the way down to the hilt without strain, although he did feel the weight and stretch of him in his throat and mouth. Just as he liked it.

The mortal was quivering where he stood, knees weak and hands covering his mouth to stop his pleasured noises from growing too loud. A shame, Gaz thought, but wise. Even with such restraints, however, he knew the human was close and he did not plan to take his time.

The fairy started moving, dispensing then taking the human’s cock back in with eager bobs of the head. Tasting and feeling each twitch and shiver that he caused. His need for a taste of the male’s finish made him feverish, ignoring the human’s warning gasp as he neared.

A hand then suddenly grasped at the back of his head, pulling him close until his nose was against the human’s stomach. Letting out a breathy groan as he spilled down Gaz’s throat.

Gaz may have been annoyed at the forcefulness of it but it was so goddamn arousing he elected to not complain. His own cock was now an abject annoyance between his own legs, hard and desperate for stimulation.

The male pulled his cock out, breathing in huffs as he awkwardly stepped away. 

“T-Thank you for doing that . . .” The mortal said breathily. “What hah- what is your name?”

Gaz wiped his mouth before speaking, standing to his feet. “Gaz, and you?”

“König.” The human said in reply, pulling his pants back up in an attempt to redress himself.

“Well, König,” Gaz said, closing the distance again. “You know I’m not quite done with you yet.”

“Wha-” 

Before the human could finish the word, Gaz had taken a breath and blew dust again.

To say the least, the fairy used most of his dust collection that day and gladly so. To say the most, Gaz had that human König fuck him until the sky darkened. Against trees, amongst bushes, on top of the leaf-covered ground, and even, once, the human just holding him mid-air. It was all a true delight. It was also unsurprising when König soon fell unconscious due to exhaustion.

Gaz thought it a shame but knew it was a good excuse to disappear. But not entirely. 

He returned to his spot amongst the branches, now in moonlight’s shadow as the human awoke from exhaustive sleep. Getting up on weakened feet and shaking his head. 

König had looked around, as if searching for someone, perhaps for Gaz. It had then surprised the fairy when the human looked up. Gaz was quick to vanish but König caught a glimpse of beetle wings. Similar to the ones he saw in his dream.

"Hey, we don't have to do anything tonight. If you genuinely want to just watch a movie and cuddle, we can." Kyle offers as he sits with you on the couch.

"Why is this so nerve wreaking?" You ask him, and he's surprised that you sound frustrated. "I don't know why, no matter what, I can't get comfortable enough to have sex." You take a deep breath and rub your hands over your face.

Kyle scoots closer and wraps an arm around you. "Trying to force it to happen is just going to make you feel worse. You have to wait until you're ready. I know it's cliche, but it is important." He explains as he presses a soft kiss to your forehead. "Actually... There's someone I would like you to meet."

König wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush against his naked chest. You shudder with aftershocks of pleasure, turning in his grip so you can nuzzle into his chest. The two of you were littered with hickeys, bite marks, and handprints that would bruise soon.

Kyle had known that setting the two of you up would work out perfectly. It took a few dates, some getting to know each other, but both of you felt safe enough to lose your virginity to one another.

Kyle tucks the blankets around the two of you with a fond coo. "Next time, I'll get involved and show you two some tricks. You guys have a lot of ground to cover." He whispers, which makes you whimper slightly in surprise. "Shh, shh. Don't worry about that now, baby. Just sleep."