Message-ID: <30981asstr$993028201@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <flame@lvcm.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <5.1.0.14.0.20010619211544.00a08bb0@fantasy-realm.com> From: flame <flame@lvcm.com> Subject: {ASSM} Bitsy 4 (fantasy) Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2001 05:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/30981> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw This story contains explicit language and is intended for adult consumption. All rights reserved to KrystelFlame <1st attachment, "bitsy4.txt" begin> V Revelations On her way back to the lair, Bitsy stopped at the old oak. She sat in her study, at the desk her father had made for her, she brushed her hands over the gleaming top and smiled, It was time to move into her new home. She would tell Mar, when she got to the lair. She would miss the old dragon but the move had to come eventually, they both knew it. Half way to the lair, Bitsy ran into Keebler, he waved and joined her. "Whatcha been up to? Bitsy, you look different some how? "I've been over playing with Ravlyr and checking on my home. I'm going to move in tomorrow, would you like to help me?" Keebler grinned at her "are you going to feed me? if I help you move in?" Bitsy laughed "I might if you promise to remember your table manners." Keebler made blustering noises, then laughed. The two walked into Marluxion's study, laughing at each other. Keebler laughed looking around, "no explosions lately? Marluxion." Listening to Bitsy muttering Keebler grinned "I think she may out mutter, Trink, before long." Bitsy laughed "I doubt that, I rarely mutter!" Keebler wandered over to see what the old dragon was up to, as Bitsy went to hang up her cape and change her boots for slippers. After Keebler left, promising to return the next day. Bitsy sat quietly with Mar, telling him about Rav and his teething, about his fever, how tired Mary and MiLady had been. He nodded, watching her, there was something different, he couldn't quite decide what. "I want to move into oak house, tomorrow, Mar, I think its time." She looked at him expectantly. He smiled at her "I've been waiting for you to pick the right time, my dear, You will do well in your new home." she hugged him, smiling. "Your not to neglect your studies though, I expect you here, every afternoon." the old dragon said gruffly, trying to hide the emotion in his voice, it was going to be hard letting her go. Marluxion watched her all evening, as she fluttered around, gathering her things, chattering about this and that. She was standing infront of the work bench making little notes, arching her back, she ran her fingers through her hair, stretching. His head snapped up and he looked at her closer, of course! that was it, she was exuding sensuality, her every motion, her every gesture, was sexual. He was surprised to feel a rush of jealousy. A Grandfather's instinctive feeling of possessiveness filled him. He wanted to ask her who the male was but held his peace. His mind flashed back remembering WindWhispers kneeling by a sleeping Bitsy, telling her, the ancient ones had given her to him, his treasure, the way he had gently touched her, the look in his amber eyes. Marluxion didn't like complications, he was going to have to think things over very carefully. Sometime after the two had gone to their bed chambers, Bitsy left for the keep, Marluxion sensed when she left and knew when she returned in the early morning hours. Wondering where this would all lead to, he got up and fixed himself a pot of hot tea and waited for Bitsy to get up and join him. Keebler bounded into the room, dragging Trink behind him, preventing any chance of a talk with Bitsy. A short time later Bitsy joined the three, she laughed and gave Trink a hug, it had been quite awhile since the two had seen each other. Bitsy fixed breakfast for them and after everyone was done and the kitchen area cleaned, they got down to the business of moving Bitsy to the oak house. She really didn't have many things to move, a few clothes, odds and ends, her books and writing materials took up most of the room. It was a merry band that set out for the oak tree, she turned to the old dragon "you'll meet us there won't you? Mar, I do want you to see the oak house." He nodded smiling at her, and watched them head down the path. He had of course already checked out the oak house, the first time she mentioned it, making sure it was safe and well protected. He knew that with Keebler and Trink doing the carting, it would take them a while to arrive, he sat back with his tea and thought over the developments of the last few days. Between Trink's muttering about early mornings, Keebler's happy ramblings and Bitsy trying to keep the two moving, it did take quite a while to arrive at the oak tree. Trink looked it over from the outside, he looked it over from the inside, he even made Keebler climb the tree and make sure all the larger branches were good and sturdy. The two of them walked around the small clearing, looking at how much light she would have, how much protection from the weather. Finally Trink pronounced it safe to move in, Bitsy laughed and gave him a hug, then started to carry her belongs inside. Bitsy stopped still in the main room and smiled, there stood Marluxion. It always amazed her that he could change his size at will. She put down the things she had been carrying and gave him a big hug. "Do you like it? what do you think? it will do very nicely, wont it?" She hadn't realized how much she wanted his approval, how important his words meant to her in regards to such a big step, and what he thought of her new home. Marluxion smiled at Bitsy, she sounded so very young at that moment. "Its a very good home, you've found for yourself, Bitsy, I'm very pleased." He then took her hand in his paw and told her to close her eyes, then lead her into the other room that she was going to make her study. Telling her to open her eyes he waited for her response. Bitsy stood staring at the study, one whole wall was covered with shelves, sitting on those shelves were fairy size replicas of all of Marluxion's books. Another wall had cubby holes for scrolls, niches for all the odds and ends that seem to collect in a study. Bitsy looked at Marluxion, tears filling her eyes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tight, "You are so good to me, Mar, this is just wonderful, I can't thank you enough." Pleased he smiled and in old dragon style gruffly hugged her back. The rest of the morning was spent with much laughter and merriment between the foursome, Bitsy fixed lunch and they all sat out in the clearing in the sun to eat. Trink sat next the Marluxion, watching Bitsy flit here and there. Muttering to himself. Marluxion looked at Trink with a raised eyeridge, "Don't go turning me into toast, for saying this, but, well, its got to be said. Someone's been dipping into the honey pot, and that someone ain't WindWhispers." Marluxion nodded "I know, I just don't know what to do about it right at the moment. I can't forbid it, even though that was my first thought, we are just going have to keep an eye on things and hope for the best." "It ain't a gnome or a troll is it? Cant see our lil gal their poppin out a troll brat, thank you very much. Course I'm mighty partial to elves, need to keep the race strong, that's why I make sure I'm available at all times for any of the lovelies if they are so inclined." Trink's jaw dropped open seeing the look on the old dragons face, he coughed, "taught her a spell or two? haven't you, to keep from breeding?" "by all that's ancient, you better get crackin, she could be breedin already, for all we know." Marluxion cleared his throat several times, "perhaps her mother could discuss these delicate matters with her," By then Trink was rolling on the ground, slapping his knee and chortling at the very embarrassed dragon. "You gunna go tell her mama, her baby is out diddlin around while she is supposed to be under your care?" Bitsy and Keebler came over to see what the two were laughing so much about, they stopped and looked like they had gotten caught with their fingers in the cookie jar. Keebler grinned at the two then back at Bitsy, "With Trink here, I bet the two were talking about plump chested ladies." They all giggled at one another, except a suddenly very worried dragon. After Trink and Keebler had left, Bitsy hugged Marluxion once again thanking him for the wonderful library. As he hugged her goodbye, he brushed his paw over her stomach, sighing in relief, she was not carrying a child. That was one complication none of them needed. He sat deep in thought the rest of the day. Bitsy spent the better part of the afternoon and evening putting her things away, setting things where she wanted them. She smiled and sang to herself as she puttered around. She curled up in the big old chair that had come from home and started to read one of the books from her shelves. Finally she couldn't keep her eyes open a moment longer, she put the book back and washed up for the night, slipping between the sheets, she sighed, it had been a very nice day. Bitsy woke early the next morning, she wrapped herself in her cape and went outside. The air was crisp and refreshing. She listened to the birds in the tree's, the animals chatter as they went about collecting breakfast. Many stopped to greet the newest member to their part of the forest. They all felt changes in the air and it had energized them to get out and start getting ready for the end of winter and the emergence of spring. Looking around happily Bitsy felt just like the animals, ready for spring, she walked around the clearing, picking a good place for a small garden. She decided to go over to the keep and see MiLady, she knew they had wonderful herb, flower gardens there and perhaps she could get some seeds. She went back inside, getting ready for the day, then she left for the keep. Knowing that Collin and MiLady would still be down in the dining hall, Bitsy went to the nursery. She heard a little shriek of laughter, and sat on the window sill, watching Mary and Rav. Rav was crawling around on the floor and Mary was trying to get him to sit still, while she tried to dress him. He would give her silly grins, as if to say you can't catch me and try and crawl faster. Laughing Mary finally snatched Rav up and got the rest of his clothes on him. His little chubby arms waving around. Feeding Rav was even funnier, the more food Mary put in his mouth, the more food came out, He kept grabbing at the spoon or the food squishing it in his fingers. Giggling to herself Bitsy flew behind Mary and started to make funny faces at Rav. He squealed at seeing Bitsy, Mary turned to look over her shoulder, just as a handful of mush went flying, Mary ducked and it hit Bitsy full in the face and chest. They were all giggling and laughing as the door opened, walking in carrying a large grate was Brand, behind him came MiLady. As if it were an everyday occurrence, to have a food covered baby, maid and fairy all making cooing, gurgling, giggling noises in the nursery, MiLady showed Brand where to put the grate as she laughed at the trio. MiLady put a towel over her bodice and picked Rav up, putting him on the bed, to wash him off, as Mary started to clean the food off the floor. Bitsy trying to wipe the mush off her neck, looked at Brand, she found him looking at her with a look in his eyes that she now easily recognized. Mary and MiLady looked at each other, then turned to watch Brand and Bitsy, It was if the two had forgotten there were others in the room. Brand grinned at Bitsy as she wiped a bit of mush off her chin, then slowly licked her fingers, sucking on each finger, she grinned back at him. He held out his hand and Bitsy flew towards him. They all heard the low hissing and snarling. The three women all said at once "No, Rav" Brand stared at the little black dragon, standing on the bed, it's gold and silver streaked wings fully furled, its fangs very evident. "Mary, get Collin," MiLady softly said, nodding towards the door. Mary slipped out the door, she headed for the Lords study, trying not to run, she didn't want any of the scullery maids or workers thinking there was something wrong. "Rav, I said, No" MiLady spoke firmly, He looked at his mama, then grinned at her, his little fangs gleaming. Brand had taken a step towards Bitsy, then stopped as he heard another hissing noise, this time louder, more menacing. Bitsy flew to Rav, making soft soothing, noises, as soon as she was in reach, his little tail whipped out and curled around her, pulling her to him. MiLady motioned for Brand to leave, he started to walk quietly towards the door, not taking his eyes off the little dragon. Rav snarled at the man, his tail swishing back and forth, dragging Bitsy wildly to and fro. Bitsy grabbed Rav's tail, she pinched it, he swung his long neck around, looking at her. "Rav, its ok, its fine, let me go, Rav." said Bitsy, as his mother also talked calmly to him. Collin strode into the room, he looked at everyone, then at his son. Chuckling, Collin held out his arms and with a flurry of wings, Rav launched himself off the bed and flew into his fathers arms, his tail still curled around a dangling Bitsy. Still chuckling, Collin reached down and pried Bitsy loose from Rav's tail, Rav grinned at his father. The two looked at each other, exchanging unheard words, Collin threw back his head and laughed "No, she doesn't belong to you, she isn't yours, but she is your friend and playmate." Collin said aloud. Brand had almost gotten to the door when Rav snarled at him. Collin flicked a finger against, Rav's snout, "we don't snarl at friends or company." This was just to much for Brand, he started to laugh, Rav looked at the man, tilting his head to the side, then deciding he liked the sound of the mans laughter, flew out of his father's arms and wrapping his tail around the mans neck, sat on his shoulder with a very pleased grin on his face. Bitsy who had been sitting on the bed with MiLady watching, decided now would be a good time to leave, she stood up, but didn't get very far. "Not so fast, Bitsy, you and I are going to have a long talk, as soon as the men leave." stated MiLady firmly. Collin took Rav from Brands shoulder and grinning tossed him to his mother. Rav went tumbling through the air. making giggling noises as his mother gasped and grabbed for him, "Collin!" she sighed, this wasn't the first time Collin had done that. "We will see to the window covering later, I think Brand and I need to go have a long talk in the study." Collin said as he walked across the room, kissing his wife he started to turn, when she whispered something to him, he looked startled for a moment then nodded. The two men left the room, and MiLady tucked a cooing tired Rav into his cradle, as he fell asleep he was once again a human child. Mary came back into the room, looking around suspiciously, still not used to Rav the hatchling. Seeing him asleep in his cradle, she once again started to clean up the mess from breakfast. "If you need me, Mary, I will be out in the garden with Bitsy." said Milady as she left the room, giving Bitsy a very pointed look. Bitsy gave Mary a "now I'm in for it look, and went to the garden. MiLady sat looking at the little fairy, "Bitsy its obvious you and Brand know each other "very" well, how long has this been going on? A blushing Bitsy told MiLady, not going into details, just that she had been visiting his room at night. "Bitsy, he is a great deal larger then you, how on earth?" said MiLady feeling her own cheeks becoming warm. "We haven't, can't, we do other things," stammered a flustered Bitsy. MiLady let out a sigh of relief, hearing it, Bitsy looked at her with a questioning look on her face. "Bitsy, I'm just relieved, considering how frightened you were of having a baby, I was afraid you might have gotten yourself pregnant." Seeing the horrified look on Bitsy's face, MiLady hugged her "your the magical fairy, I'm surprised you didn't realize there are spells to prevent such things from happening." "I didn't even think about it, it wasn't something I planned, Kat, it just happened and I didn't want it to stop." said Bitsy in a small voice. Smiling down at her, MiLady nodded, understanding better then Bitsy realized. The two talked for a long time, then giving Kat a hug, Bitsy headed home, with a great deal to think about. Collin informed Henry that he and Brand were not to be disturbed, then shut and locked the study door. He turned and looked at Brand, Collin liked the young man and respected him, he now hoped he could trust him, because the man held all their futures in his hands. Brand seeing the concerned look Collin was giving him spoke first, "You needn't worry, Your Grace, whatever happens behind these walls will always stay here. I am not one to spread tales in drunken taproom corners." Collin walked around his desk and sat down, as Brand sat in the chair infront of the desk. Collin spoke very quietly to him but Brand also heard the edge of steel behind the voice. With a sigh, Collin rubbed his forehead with his fingers, the day was filling with more complications as he heard Marluxion's voice requesting an immediate meeting. He silently told Marluxion to join him in his study, but that he wasn't alone. Brands heart skipped a few beats when he suddenly found himself staring across the room at a very large, very annoyed looking dragon. Collin got up and went to the sideboard, he filled 3 large tankards with his very best Whiskey and passed them around. He could feel the agitation in the old dragon and was concerned. Making introductions, Collin grinned at Brand. Sitting back at his desk, Collin looked at Marluxion "what did you need to see me about, you sounded like it was urgent." Marluxion looked at Collin, then at Brand, "you can talk infront of him, he seems to have become privy to a few family secrets and I believe can be trusted." Marluxion had been pacing around the room as Collin spoke, he turned and looked again at Brand, then as if making up his mind, he turned to Collin. "Could you adjust a little, your knocking over and breaking Kat's furniture, she won't be pleased with you, when she finds out." Collin said quietly, smiling. Brand watched with interest as the dragon seemed to shrink in size until he fit better in the large room. Sitting down by the desk, Marluxion let out a deep sigh and said "You have any elves or fairies staying at the keep or in the area, that I'm not aware of? Collin shook his head, "Not that I'm aware of, I'm sure if there were, I would have heard about it from Trink, or Drapper. One of us would have noticed a new presence in the area. Why? have you been having problems?" Collin watched Marluxion, swallow the whole contents of his tankard, and took a deep drink himself, this wasn't going to be good, from the way the old dragon was acting. Pacing about the room again, Marluxion turned and looked at Collin, "NO, I'm not having problems, I want to know who Bitsy is sexual active with! yesterday she moved out of the lair, into her oak house" bite out the old dragon. Collin got up and filled Marluxion's tankard again, then noticing that Brand had just taken a very large drink, grinned down at him and filled his also. "It was only a matter of time before she went out on her own, you knew that, we both did. She is also no longer a little girl, over the last 6 months she has grownup, matured into a young woman. Did you expect her to remain celibate all her life?" Collin said in a calm voice. Marluxion looked down into his tankard, then back at the two men, "I'm trying not to act like a fussy old dragon, you don't understand, its adding to her powers, its magnifying it. I had hoped for more time training her, teaching her to control her magic, until she was ready for WindWhispers." "Is she not just a fairy with healing magical powers?" asked a surprised Brand. "You know our Bitsy?" asked Marluxion looking more closely at the human male sitting across from him. Not batting an eye, Brand answered him "I'm the man she visits almost every night." Brand suddenly found himself hanging from a very large angry dragons paw, high in the air. The steam from the dragons nostrils blew in his face as the dragon stared at him. Suddenly another firm voice filled the room "Put him down, this won't solve anything, if you hurt him, it will only turn Bitsy against you, then her magic will be totally out of control." Brand stared at the Platinum dragon standing where Collin had been a moment before. Virlane placed his paw on Marluxion's arm. Brand was slowly, carefully lowered back into his chair, I'm sorry for the display of temper, boy, you just caught me off guard a bit" spoke a still very annoyed Marluxion. "Lets all calm down and discuss this rationally." Virlane started to say, when they all heard a tapping at the large window. Trink opened the window and sauntered into the room, Brand heard both dragons groan and took another long drink of his whiskey. Trink helped himself to a tankard, then turned and grinned at the two dragons "this the one that's been tapping the honey pot? Gunna roast him for dinner? I always knew you two were spoil sports, doesn't our girl deserve to have a bit of urges and fun? You think the forest folk don't know what your training her for? "What are you doing here, Trink" roared the two dragons at once, only grinning wider at the two, he turned to Brand, "Noisy, ain't they, won't be long before the whole bailey guard comes charging in to protect their lord and master. Or worse yet, your lady dragon comes in to yell at all of us." Trink was suddenly running around the room, slapping at his beard. Brand grabbed him and tossed his tankard of Whisky on the elf. Trink glared at Marluxion "now you've done it, singed my beard, you did, the lovelies wont be happy, I can tell you that, partial to my beard they are." he moaned. Trink pouted "had interesting news for you, but now I just may go about my business and let you get back to roasting the boy." almost sobbing as he stroked his soggy singed beard. Brand filled his tankard again and started laughing at the look on the elves face as the two dragons took a step towards him. Weaving a little Brand walked over and filled Trink's tankard again "you might need this" he said laughing again, almost missing the chair as he sat down. Marluxion snatched the bottle out of Brand's hands, then glared at Virlane, as he realized it was empty. Virlane snickered as he noticed the old dragon was not exactly steady on his paws. Walking very carefully over to the sideboard, Virlane found several more bottles and carried them over to his desk. "I think we should adjourn to a more comfortable place to discuss these matters" pronounced Marluxion. Brand suddenly found himself sitting on the floor in a huge open room, that appeared to be deep inside a cave. Virlane grinned a lopsided grin at him "the old dragons lair" Returning to his full height, Marluxion stretched and almost fell over. He turned and looked at Trink "Your news better be good, or I'm going to personally shrivel your precious parts." They all laughed uproariously as Trink covered his crotch. Glaring at the three, then pulled himself up and stood, puffing up his chest, the effect was spoiled as he saw his beard and moaned. "Out with it, Trink" giggled Virlane. Taking a swig straight from the bottle, Trink said" rumors going about the forest folk, WindWhispers got himself tangled up with a witch, not the good type either mind you, the old ones don't be real happy about the idea of their boy diddling a witch, had plans for the boy they did, just like you had plans for our Bitsy girl." so saying Trink, sat back down, before he fell down. Looking at the three, Brand didn't understand the sudden silence that filled the room. "I gather this is bad news? who is WindWhispers?" asked Brand. As the two dragons stared at each other, Trink answered "yup, bad news alright, WindWhispers, well the word round the forest is, he was one day gunna be King of the Fairies. <1st attachment end> <2nd attachment begin> --- Outgoing mail is certified Virus Free. Checked by AVG anti-virus system (http://www.grisoft.com). Version: 6.0.262 / Virus Database: 132 - Release Date: 6/12/01 <2nd attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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