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March 5: Pibgorn. "Woods and Waters and Wilds."
Title: Woods and Waters and Wilds
Day/Theme: March 5. I am nothing, you are wind and devil and God
Series:Pibgorn
Character/Pairing: Dru/Geoff. Pib/Geoff
Rating: PG
There was a time when he had been flattered by Drusilla’s attention. She had been beautiful and her voice had been good. She had certainly stood out from the rest of the church choir. Part of it was the hair. A knee-length mane of glossy black hair was remarkable in itself. Combined with the body of a ballet dancer and kiss that could set a man’s shoes on fire, she was unlike any woman had ever seen outside of a dream. The fact that she was so attracted to him, of all people, was all the more dream-like.
Geoff didn’t have any inflated ideas of himself. He had always thought of himself as sort of a blond, youngish Mr. Rogers type, sweater and all. To have such a scorchingly hot woman panting into his timid kisses was entirely too good to be true.
Then he got a close look at her ears. She was a succubus. Part demon, part woods and wild, part damp, gasping dream.
It wasn’t until he met the fairy that he had realized how refreshing innocence was. Where Dru had radiated a blanket of steamy, toe-curling heat, Pibgorn generated an electric tingle, like the energy behind an early spring. He didn’t understand what she saw in him either. Maybe it was because she was a spirit of nature, but her affection felt more natural.
He would still feel Dru’s smoldering eyes on him occasionally. And it would be a lie to say that he was unaffected by her heat now. He couldn’t help it anymore than she could. A succubus was designed to create and feed on desire. He knew he could have her back at any time.
It made him feel many things, but the main emotion was sheepishness. There was nothing special about him. He was a very average mortal man. He was an organist for the church. Why would a demon hybrid and a woodland fairy both love him to such distraction? He was either much luckier than he deserved, or well and truly cursed.
Day/Theme: March 5. I am nothing, you are wind and devil and God
Series:Pibgorn
Character/Pairing: Dru/Geoff. Pib/Geoff
Rating: PG
There was a time when he had been flattered by Drusilla’s attention. She had been beautiful and her voice had been good. She had certainly stood out from the rest of the church choir. Part of it was the hair. A knee-length mane of glossy black hair was remarkable in itself. Combined with the body of a ballet dancer and kiss that could set a man’s shoes on fire, she was unlike any woman had ever seen outside of a dream. The fact that she was so attracted to him, of all people, was all the more dream-like.
Geoff didn’t have any inflated ideas of himself. He had always thought of himself as sort of a blond, youngish Mr. Rogers type, sweater and all. To have such a scorchingly hot woman panting into his timid kisses was entirely too good to be true.
Then he got a close look at her ears. She was a succubus. Part demon, part woods and wild, part damp, gasping dream.
It wasn’t until he met the fairy that he had realized how refreshing innocence was. Where Dru had radiated a blanket of steamy, toe-curling heat, Pibgorn generated an electric tingle, like the energy behind an early spring. He didn’t understand what she saw in him either. Maybe it was because she was a spirit of nature, but her affection felt more natural.
He would still feel Dru’s smoldering eyes on him occasionally. And it would be a lie to say that he was unaffected by her heat now. He couldn’t help it anymore than she could. A succubus was designed to create and feed on desire. He knew he could have her back at any time.
It made him feel many things, but the main emotion was sheepishness. There was nothing special about him. He was a very average mortal man. He was an organist for the church. Why would a demon hybrid and a woodland fairy both love him to such distraction? He was either much luckier than he deserved, or well and truly cursed.