Luc looked at her. He just sort of shook his head. This was not a can of worms he wanted to open, but… “Yes, there are. All sorts. Any fairy tale you’ve heard of probably has a core of truth to it. Most aren’t as bad as you read about, or they are a thousand times worse,” he said.
“Worse? Like what?” she asked.
“As far as I’m concerned, the worst of the lot are the fairies. Disney has them to be these sweet little things on wings. In real life, they can be real sadistic bastards. Tink with PMS and an attitude is a good way to think of them. Nice as long as you are, but if you piss them off, just forget it. Their little swords are sharp!” he said, thinking of the time he’d teased them as a child.
“Swords? Attitude?” she asked.
“Yup. Just because they are small, don’t think that they are cute either. That artist Froud did one of the best jobs at drawing them. Surprised they let him live really. Or, he is some sort of other world creature and they won’t touch him,” he said.
Meg thought on that a moment. She stirred the sausages. “By the way, you caught me last night like I was nothing.”
“Yes.”
“So, climbing up the tree wouldn’t have protected me much if you really wanted to get at me right?” she asked.
“No, it was no protection. I could have shifted a bit more and smacked you on the ass instead of just waiting for you to come down. As it was, I did catch you.”
Meg nodded as she processed this information. The sausages went on a bit of paper towel as she cracked eggs into the grease. A few minutes later, she put the eggs onto plates while Luc divided the sausages. They dug into their breakfast and drank coffee while the rest of the mountain woke around them.
After breakfast and cleanup, Meg and Luc headed up a trail to climb the mountain that faced camp. It wasn’t a difficult hike, but it certainly wore Meg out by the time they stopped for lunch. They’d hit the top and come back down the mountain to a nice lunch spot they’d seen on the way up. After lunch, Luc cradled Meg in his arms.
“Are you still mad at me for not telling you?” he asked as he nibbled down her neck.
“You are making it very difficult to think let alone talk,” she said as his hand went down the front of her shirt undoing the buttons.
“Well?” Luc asked again as he undid a button that let him touch her breasts.
“Ah… ah…,” she gasped as he caressed her nipple. “A little pissed, but I… um… I think I’m getting over it,” she said at last.
“Good,” he said as he cupped her breast and kissed the nipple that peeked out of the unbuttoned shirt. With one nipple between his lips, he moved his hand down and under her jeans waistband.
“Oh!” gasped Meg. “Hand is a bit cold,” she gasped.
“Let me warm it up then,” Luc said as he let go of her nipple and reached down with his fingers until they dipped into her pussy which was getting wetter by the second.
“Nnot fair!” she said trying to bring a hand around to touch him. She didn’t make it before his fingers traced over her clit which was sensitive from the night before. “Oh!” she shouted and then heard echo across the valley.
Luc laughed and started to wiggle her jeans down her legs, freeing her pussy to his attentions. Meg helped and soon his jeans were open too. Her hands weren’t as cold on his erection, but they felt good. Luc rolled them on their sides so that each could put their mouth to work. His tongue licking her pussy made her squirm and gasp. Meg’s flicking tongue on his cock and balls was driving him crazy.
“Oh Meg,” he gasped. “Not going to… to last…” he gasped.
“Oh?” she said muffled by his cock.
“No. Come here,” he said and moved them so that they were on their knees. He rubbed his cock against her lips and then slid in deep. Meg arched her back and then drove against his cock. They built a rhythm and he grasped her hips as he drove in.
“Oh!” squeaked Meg.
A guttural noise came from Luc as orgasm began to sweep over the two of them. He drove in hard and nearly flattened Meg. He felt as if every drop of semen was pumping into her. Meg in turn had orgasm rip through her over and over. Things had just began to settle down when Luc leaned over her while still inside and bit her shoulder. It felt good, and her body reacted with another orgasm. A moment later, Luc let go of her and they fell back against the meadow grasses.
“That was intense,” Meg said when she could finally talk. She started pulling her clothes back on as the breeze picked up.
“Yes, it was. Hope I didn’t hurt you when I bit,” Luc said. His voice was a bit gruff as he was still partially shifted.
“Oh no. Surprised me, but it felt good. Good enough that I came again,” Meg said.
Luc nodded.”This is going so much better,” he thought. Looking around, he realized that they had better get back to camp before it was too late in the afternoon.
“Shall we head back to camp?” he asked.
“Yeah, I think round two aught to be at least on the sleeping bags. That grass was a little rough on the knees,” she said.
Luc laughed and they moved down the trail to camp.
***
Luc and Meg got back to camp late in the afternoon. Storm clouds were rolling in and the typical afternoon showers weren’t far off. Luc tidied up camp while Meg fixed up the sleeping bags in the tent.
“Where did all this fur come from?”she thought.”Oh duh! He sheds like a frickin’ dog!”She finished just as the first rain drops fell. “Luc! Hurry up!” she called.
“Almost done!” he called as he hauled the food bags up high in the tree. He’d covered the bag with plastic to keep the rain out. Tying it off, he ran for the tent. Just before he entered, he shook from head to ass, just like a dog. Raindrops went everywhere. Then he dived into the tent.
“You’re soaked!” said Meg.