Through the Eyes of a Fae

Ben approached Kora, who stood in front of his fireplace - and handed her a glass. The whiskey was a rare thing in Deirdre, and she inhaled the strong aroma. Sipping slowly, she murmured her appreciation.

" Ben, you never finished telling me about your family, or how you became friends with the ki- my new brother.” She admonished, shaking her head still at the change. Ben spoke of his mother and father proudly, telling her their love story. His father was romantic and knew he would marry his mother when he was a child. The king and Ben had grown up together, with King Leonard being his father’s best friend. His father had died in the war, with Leonard, and his poor mother could not survive the broken heart. He had just been knighted, only 20 years old, when his father and mother passed, within months of each other. Kora rubbed his arm in sympathy.

" What of your parents, Kora?” She smiled thinly.

" I am afraid my family was cursed from the beginning. Like my father’s namesake, he took two wives like the Fae king of old. A son and daughter were born, one from each wife. My mother was … a cruel woman. She had never liked me much; in her mind I should have been a son. She had been the first wife and became bitter with jealousy over time. My father’s second wife was sweet, but her health was not strong after my brother was born. When she died, my father was lost in his grief, and accused my mother of plotting against her, and evidence of her trying to have me murdered came to the surface. He had her hanged on counts of treason for endangering me and killing his second wife. My brother and he both died fighting the Men of the Grey. I feel, though, that he would not have come back even if he were victorious. After losing my brother’s mother and my mother’s betrayal …. My father never really recovered.” Kora was so blunt that Ben was taken aback.

“Gods Kora, I am so sorry that I asked, you really didn’t need to tell me if you hadn’t wanted to. I had no idea. Truly I apologize.” Ben was mortified. How terrible it was to lose her family so brutally and to endure such trauma as your own mother trying to have you assassinated! Kora shook her head and smiled at him sadly.

" No, it is I who is sorry, I just … wanted to tell you a truth. Not much of a mood setter, I am afraid. Not much of my upbringing is worth mentioning.” Kora shook her head, trying to rid herself of the image.

“I had no idea you were trying to set a mood.” Ben teased, desperate to remove the look of sadness from her eyes. He trailed a finger across her collarbone, down to the line of the top of her dress. Ben continued to trace it, over her shoulder-walking around her to stand at her back. He pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder, and he felt her shiver.

“I am a master of sorts, when it comes to setting moods.” He murmured the words into the crook of her neck, and he watched goosebumps rise on her skin. She could see the corner of her mouth lift slightly.

" And how do you plan to cheer me up, Sir Ben?” Kora was talking softly too, her voice music to his ears. He began to pull pins from her hair, each ringlet falling gracefully along her shoulders and down her back. Coming to stand in front of Kora, he moved her hair to the side, removing first her earrings, then her necklace. He leaned down and placed gentle, precise kisses along the neckline of her dress, before walking around to stand behind her again. Moving the curtain of her hair to rest over her shoulder, he began to slowly undo the laces of her dress. One by one, the dress loosened. Kora reached back to stop him for a moment, and he could see that she was struggling with something. He waited.

“I … Ben, I am not innocent to what happens between a man and woman. But I need to take this slow. My previous experiences… Let’s say they weren’t all my choice.” Ben froze at the implication she made. Kora had been raped before. He stepped back and came to stand in front of her. Tilting her chin up so he could look her in the eyes, he saw fear there.

“If you do not want to do this, I will never force you, Kora. You can say no at any time.” Ben stated firmly, wanting her to know that she was in control. She shook her head and tried to explain again.

“I want to do this. I just feel I owe you an explanation. Before … Before the man who turned me to stone, I was… well you see what happened…” Kora was foundering and Ben assumed she had been raped when she was younger, and his heart ached for her. How cruel. To suffer so, and then to think you finally had found a lover to trust your body and hear to, just to have them betray you as well. Ben touched her cheek, and Kora looked up the fear still in her eyes.

“Kora, I swear on my life and yours, that I would never do such a thing. I know that words only go so far, but if you want to continue, please know that this for me is about the feelings we share, I have no ulterior motives and I will NEVER force you.” Kora smiled sadly.

“I does not bother you that I am … unclean? There are stains on my soul that I can never remove.” Ben was shocked. Grabbing Kora by the shoulders, he kissed her forehead.

“Do not ever, under any circumstance, believe that those terrible things that happened to you are your fault. I don’t know what happened, but I can tell you that no woman deserves such treatment or betrayal. Never.” She looked up at him and saw the fierce truth in his eyes. She kissed him then, slowly. Ben stayed still but kissed her back. She wanted to share her body with him. She had been lonely for so long, and his heart was full of goodness. She wanted some of that good to touch her soul, to burn away the shadows of her heart. The dress now loosened had started to slide down as they moved. Ben was struggling to breathe as more of her skin became exposed, and he could see the rapid rise and fall of her breasts. The laces now undone; Ben slid his hands inside the dress. He began to pull it down slowly, caressing her rib cage and hips as he did so. He offered Kora a hand as she stepped out. She now stood, wearing only her crown, slippers, and lacy underwear. Her breasts were glorious, large, and creamy. Rosebud nipples puckered from the chill. Ben looked her up and down, drinking in the sight of her. He understood why so many songs were sung of the Fae. He could spend a million years writing down a description of her, and he would still come nowhere near the truth of her beauty. She was looking at him, her eyes dark green, mouth parted slightly. Her chest rising and falling. Kora stepped forward and began to slowly undo each button of his coat. Pushing it off his shoulders, Ben watched her, eyes steaming. The storm swirled deep within, and she felt the electricity every time she brushed his chest with her knuckles. Undoing Ben’s shirt just as slowly, Kora looked up into his eyes. He continued to watch her as she slid his shirt off, and she reached for the button of his breeches. He grabbed her hand, stopping her.

" I want you to be sure. I know you have your reasons to hesitate regarding these feelings we have. If we do this, there is no one else for me. I’ve never, NEVER wanted someone the way I want you, Kora.” His voice was pained.

She removed his hand and went down on her knees in front of him. He looked down at her, surprise on his face. Kora undid his buttons and his length sprung free. Ben was large and Kora was caught off guard. Enormous. While she had felt it through his breeches before, seeing it in person made her hesitate briefly. She wrapped her hands around him and began to stroke him slowly. Ben hissed and his eyes widened. Watching her in disbelief, Kora felt sexy, dominant. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his length.

Ben thought his legs would give out. After she kissed the tip of him, she licked it, and he felt like he had been hit by lightning. She took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the head, and he moaned, wrapping his hands into her hair. She moved steadily, bracing her hands on his thighs. He slid in and out of her mouth, and he moaned, gritting his teeth. He felt as if his jaw would break from the pressure, and he was going to die of a heart attack, right here and now. Ben was sure of it.

“You’ll kill me, Kora, please.” Ben was begging and she picked up speed. His breathing ragged, he felt the pleasure building. When she looked up into his eyes, he lost it. He pulled from her mouth as his seed spilled all over her chest. Ben could not catch his breath, and he wanted more. Standing up, he brought Kora with him. He turned, leading her to the washroom. Starting the water, Kora was amazed that Ben did not have a tub, but a waterfall to clean himself in. He turned again and pulled her into the hot water. He rinsed her off and started to kiss her hungrily. His hand moved into her underwear, and his breath caught at how wet she was. Sliding one finger in, she gasped and bent over. He moved, rubbing her clit steadily. She rode his hand, moaning into his shoulder. Ben could feel her teeth as she bit into him and her back arched. She came in his hand, and he needed to feel her inside. He ripped the wet lace off her, picking her up and pushing Kora into the waterfall - Kora wrapped her legs around him as Ben entered her. She felt like fire. So hot, he was sure he was going to burn. Watching the water run between her breasts and down, he moved faster and faster, cupping her bottom to deepen the angle. She was moaning his name, gripping his shoulder, biting his neck. He was in a trance, nothing mattered now. They were climbing together, and there was no going back. They reached their climax at the same time, each crying the other’s name. Ben buried himself inside her, and never wanted to come out. Exhausted, Kora rested her head on his shoulder, and he held her, rubbing her back and whispering to her, sweet nothing’s. They never wanted the moment to end. Ben bathed her, as Kora bathed him. Each taking their time to worship each other. To learn each other’s bodies. They made love two more times that night, after they had crawled into Ben’s large bed. Falling asleep in each other’s arms, Kora finally felt peace in her heart.