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gothlcsan · 7 months

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Fairy Gardens ; RICKY

PAIRING fairy!ricky , afab!reader

GENRE smut 18+

SYNOPSIS You’ve always wanted a fairy of your own, making a plan to capture one. Quickly realizing they’re a handful.

WORD COUNT 1.6k

WARNINGS fairies, kidnapping, potions, pussy eating (reader receiving), slight fluff(?), virgin!reader, cuddling, bondage (you tie him to a tree)

♫ nature boy (acoustic) - aurora

a/n day four of monstober ! this isn’t proofread .. sorry for any mistakes but I love fairy!ricky and his little ears that twitch when he’s excited ㅠㅠ please consider liking and reblogging, ty! ♡

Huffing as you place your new fairy house into your garden, you trudge into the forest to hunt for some berries to use for your dinner, being careful to not step on any flowers. Finding a berry bush you sit down on a rock, tucking your skirt underneath you as you start picking berries, inspecting them before dropping them into the basket. Once your basket is full to the brim, you make your way back down to your home making a quick stop at the small creek to check on your oldest fairy house to ensure it was still safe. Surely enough it stayed tucked into one of the rocks, the creek not yet overflowing thanks to it being Autumn. A bell-like noise quipped your attention turning around seeing a fairy face level seemingly yelling at you for intruding. You explain that you made the house so it was technically yours amused by his cheeks flushing red as he speaks quicker, his wings fluttering as he loses steam.

You place the fairy in the palm of your hand, his tiny body shaking as he tries to catch his breath. You take a small dropper from your coat pocket, carefully placing it against his lips offering him a few droplets. He’s hesitant but being tired and the desperation for something sweet wins in the end, gulping the sweet berry liquid until satisfied. Placing him back down onto one of the creek’s rocks listening as his small bell-like noises turn into words as he grows human sized, his bashful hands covering himself.

“What was in that?” He questioned, ripping a lily pad from the water to help cover his lap as he crossed his legs. With a smirk you take the dropper back out of your pocket and feigned being surprised, placing a hand over your mouth before replying.

“Oh no, I must’ve given you the wrong thing! I didn’t realize I grabbed a potion, silly me.”

His eyes narrow as he rubs the space between his eyes calling you incompetent, demanding you fix this immediately. Shaking your head you hide the amusement from listening to him whine and complain about how this was unfair and all your fault. Explaining to him it’ll run its course after a few hours (another lie) you tell him to relax and follow you to which he decides it was better than being alone naked in the woods. Reaching your cottage you allow him to enter first, walking away to fetch him a pair of clothes turning away to let him change. He had incredible features, pretty cheekbones that sat high on his face, a pixie nose that made your heart race as you let your mind wander off before being back to reality by the sound of him clearing his throat.

“Yes?”

“I’m hungry, do you have any food?”

A part of you wants to tease him but you decided against it, cutting him up a hefty slice of bread with a side of fresh berries, and tea. Sliding the jar of sugar cubes over you stifled a laugh as you watch him eat the sugar cubes explaining they go into the tea. Embarrassment rosies his cheeks as he places a few into his cup bringing it to his lips to take a few small sips, his eyes lighting up as he quickly finishes the first two cups. He was cute muttering in your head that it was a shame you’d morally have to shrink him back into his normal size and let him go back to his own life.

“What’s your name?” You questioned while making your own cup of tea to sip on, deciding it wouldn’t hurt to get to know him a little.

“Ricky.” He replied, puffing up his cheeks when you repeated his name out loud, saying you liked it. The two of you spend an hour talking about life and experiences, Ricky’s demineer changing as he relaxed and shared a few laughs. Deciding it’s best to not drag on the inevitable you tell Ricky it’s time to go ignoring the sad expression on his face. Your heart strangely ached as you both walked quietly through the forest coming up to the creek, you fishing for the reverser in your pocket. Handing it over to Ricky you tell him to drink up, going to walk away after bidding him goodbye. He stops you screaming that you were harsh, not asking how he felt about this, confusion striking across your face as you tell him to hush up and go back to his life. Anger flashes across his face as he slams the vile against the rocks, you screaming that he was an idiot for doing so since it would take days to perfect a new one.

“That’s unfortunate.” Is all Ricky says as he walks back towards the cottage leaving you to scoff at his audacity. Stomping after him you grab onto the back of his shirt pulling him backwards until he knocks into you, telling you to get off but you don’t budge. Moving your hand from his shirt to his arm you turn him around, telling him he needed to go home, shaking his head as he pointed towards the cabin.

“That’s home.”

Groaning you start dragging him back to the creek ignoring his angry words as you tell him to stay here and you’ll figure out something quicker to change him back. He follows you behind crashing into your back as you stop in your tracks turning around and yelling at him to go back to which he shakes his head, groaning in frustration as you drag him once more back to the creek. Deciding you had enough (are all fairies this annoying?) you grab a handful of vines cornering Ricky and tying his up to a tree, telling him to just stay put. Ricky glares at you trying to pull from his restraints, the vines bruising his delicate skin. Guilt pricks your mind as it’s your fault the two of you were in this mess, sighing undoing the vines and demanding he follow you quietly back to the house.

Nightfall covered the meadow, leaving you two sitting quietly in candlelight as you knitted a new sweater for Ricky, who sat by your legs with his face stuffed into a book. A hand on your knee makes you jump nearly knocking over your yarn basket before remembering Ricky being here, his laughter turning your cheeks pink.

“It’s not nice to be scared.”

He shakes his head lifting the book, his eyes full of curiosity and much to your embarrassment.

“Are all the books in your library this graphic?”

You yank the book from his hand tossing it behind the couch hiding back into your work out of embarrassment. It’s not often you had visitors let alone ones who peeked at your literature. Trying to ignore Ricky’s teasing and questions a gasp falls from your lips as he pushes himself between your legs, arms on your thighs with his chin tucked into them.

“Ricky please move.” You turn to face away from him embarrassed by the close approximation of your bodies. You could feel yourself already soaked through your panties, being a virgin making the slightest touch against your skin soaking wet. He ignores your demands, rubbing his face against your skirt fabric that covers your thighs, his hands running down your legs before sliding up under your skirt. It feels strangely wrong to watch him as he bunches up the fabric to expose your legs and panties, his pixie nose dangerously close to your cunt as he looks up now considering asking for permission. Nodding you bite your bottom lip as he places gentle kisses against the fabric of your panties, his ears twitching as you whimper when he curiously pushes them out of the way to fully expose you to himself. His breath fans over your already wet cunt making your head fall back as he pushes your legs apart to make more room for himself, tonguing in between your folds as his nose brushes against your clit. Snaking a hand down into his soft blonde locks you curse under your breath as he eagerly tries to get noises out of you, moving his fingers to work alongside his tongue. It’s a deadly combo, begging him to slow down his pace feeling your brain go fuzzy at the edges.

Yanking his head back by his hair you nearly cum as he stares at you through hooded eyes, clearly pussy drunk as his lips and chin are covered with your juices. He whines pathetically trying to get back between your thighs but your grip is firm, a scowl covering his face before softening his features.

“Please, taste so sweet.” He all but fluttered his lashes making you drop your hand, falling for his evil tactics not holding yourself back as he eats you out so well. Ricky lets you hold his head in place as you ride his face, his nose so good against your clit leaving you shaking like a leaf. Curling his fingers tips you over the edge, spilling onto his tongue while riding out your orgasm with his pretty face. Panting you apologize to Ricky letting go of his hair so he could lift his head up to breathe, flustered as he smiles at you, face completely drenched. He tells you not to apologize, fixing your skirt (as you pretend not to see him pocket your panties), coming to clean his face with a rag whilst sitting next to you.

“Am I allowed to stay here with you?” He questioned smirking in victory as you told him yes, pressing a kiss against his cheek.

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