If you go into the Woods - extra
'Mason, Mason' the voice teased him, carried on the wind that caressed his bare skin. This was freedom, stripping of tension with the layers and breathing deep. And, at the edge of any Wood, 'Mason, I can see you Mason' that voice, musical whimsy, aleady brimming with smug satisfaction.
Somehow a nights dancing had become a regular jaunt. A drug and obsession. Stories told that learning a Fae name gave you power over them, the ability to call on them. Mason suspected a Fae learning your name meant the control was theirs. He couldn't seem to care.
A weekend once a month had become fortnightly, now he set out every weekend for at least one night. His muscles were bulking up from the exercise. Both the hiking and the other pursuits left their marks.
'Mason' there he was, impatient now and no longer hiding. Dressed only in velvet shadows that slid over silken skin when he stepped from the trees.
'Hello you' Mason grinned, every time was a treat. There was always that nagging wonder if this was the last time, if next time the wind would be silent and he'd have only his camp fire to warm him.
'Dawn' said his secret lover, staring at him with a bitten lip, oddly poised and no longer smiling.
'Dawn?' Mason feared a deadline.
'Dawn Averey Faye. My names. Pleased to meet you Mason' Dawn Averey Faye sketched a courtly half bow and Mason felt the smile break over his face at the trust.
'Dawn' he said it with reverence 'Dawn Averey Faye, does this mean what I think it does?'
'That you may call on me and I claim you as mine?' Dawn nodded then grinned, a flash of sharp white teeth and devilment 'I have every intention of claiming you human, starting right now'
He pounced sending them both to the ground.
'I can live with that' chuckled Mason battling the hungry mouth for deep kisses
Somehow a nights dancing had become a regular jaunt. A drug and obsession. Stories told that learning a Fae name gave you power over them, the ability to call on them. Mason suspected a Fae learning your name meant the control was theirs. He couldn't seem to care.
A weekend once a month had become fortnightly, now he set out every weekend for at least one night. His muscles were bulking up from the exercise. Both the hiking and the other pursuits left their marks.
'Mason' there he was, impatient now and no longer hiding. Dressed only in velvet shadows that slid over silken skin when he stepped from the trees.
'Hello you' Mason grinned, every time was a treat. There was always that nagging wonder if this was the last time, if next time the wind would be silent and he'd have only his camp fire to warm him.
'Dawn' said his secret lover, staring at him with a bitten lip, oddly poised and no longer smiling.
'Dawn?' Mason feared a deadline.
'Dawn Averey Faye. My names. Pleased to meet you Mason' Dawn Averey Faye sketched a courtly half bow and Mason felt the smile break over his face at the trust.
'Dawn' he said it with reverence 'Dawn Averey Faye, does this mean what I think it does?'
'That you may call on me and I claim you as mine?' Dawn nodded then grinned, a flash of sharp white teeth and devilment 'I have every intention of claiming you human, starting right now'
He pounced sending them both to the ground.
'I can live with that' chuckled Mason battling the hungry mouth for deep kisses