28. Help me forget
Snuggling up with Shandy that evening was bitter sweet.
The bed they lay in was the first bed Fred had slept in on Earth.
That first night he had fallen asleep with overwhelming optimism and Shandy on his mind.
His dreams had come true. He was curled up round a naked Shandy, exactly as he had wished to be, but now the absence of Cara gnawed at his soul.
“Fred!” Shandy whispered. “Fred! I can’t sleep because I can’t stop thinking about Cara.”
Fred drew her even closer to him. He felt himself harden as her soft buttocks pushed up against him. She wriggled back into him and giggled.
“Maybe you can help me forget,” she murmured. “And maybe I can give you a final boost to your powers…”
Freds hand began to wander over Shandy’s soft skin. As he skimmed her waist and stroked up towards her breasts, she sighed and squirmed with pleasure. He ran his fingers over her breasts, circling her nipples, then gently stroking and teasing them.
“Fuck me, Fred! Fuck me, now!” she groaned. “I want you inside me!”
She twisted her head round towards him, tilting her face up to kiss him, before turning back away and shuffling around until the tip of his cock was dipping into her wet, welcoming pussy.
Fred gathered all of the love he felt for her now, all the joy she had brought him, and all the lust he had felt during those first days on Earth, converting it into pure magic.
He pushed his way in past her lips, sliding deep inside.
With each thrust he released the magic in increasingly intense waves.
“Oh Fred, Fred, that’s amazing…” Shandy breathed. “You’re amazing! I love you so much!”
Strange lights flickered in the air around them as they moved.
Shandy ground her hips back into him, and as he picked up his rhythm, she echoed it back.
Soon though, she began to move faster, and Fred answered by quickening his pace.
Fred pulled her mind into his, caressing her thoughts just as he had her body, making Shandy warble with pleasure.
Now he began to fuck her hard, using his full strength, holding her hips tight in his hands.
“Oh! Oh! Oh!” Shandy groaned, louder and more ecstatic with each thrust.
Fred released one hip, reaching round to place a finger firmly on her clit, letting his thrusts provide the necessary friction. Within seconds she was bucking and writhing, pulsing around him, and his pleasure exploded with hers.
“Oh Shandy! Shandy!” he moaned, emotion rippling through him, as he pumped his seed deep inside her.
While his throbbing subsided, Shandy continued to spasm.
“Oh, Fred, Fred, help me! Fred!” she moaned, ever louder and more insistent.
Fred pulled out of her, his cock still dripping.
“Shhhh,” he whispered, climbing off the bed. “Let me help you keep the noise down.”
He pulled Shandy round so that her head was hanging off the bed. Shandy caught his eye, grinned, and opened her mouth wide.
“Good girl,” Fred murmured, as he thrust his cock between her lips and rapidly to the back of her throat.
“Mmmm… gok… mmmm… gok…. Mmmmmm….”
Fucking her face didn’t make Shandy any quieter, and he watched in awe as her orgasms shook her even harder, her pussy pulsing, her legs juddering. Fred grabbed her breasts as he thrust, holding her down and running his thumbs over her nipples, thrilling in her ever louder groans.
He felt the dark magic rising through him once again and the joy of release as the magic pulsed from him and deep into Shandy.
It shone out from her every pore like a flash of lightening, and then washed straight back into him.
The power crackled up through his spine and thrummed through his limbs, making his fingers tingle.
It reached his mind, but instead of the undirected urge for action and glory he had previously experienced, he sensed his mind racing, targeting the day ahead of him, replaying moments from that morning, calculating possibilities.
His cock flopped from Shandy’s mouth, and he gently moved her sleeping body back up onto the bed.
Her chest rose gently and he carefully covered her up.
Had the Rock Tavern not been magically sealed, he would have welcomed a stroll in the dark along the banks of the canal, but he had to content himself with pacing the room.
“I should save my strength for tomorrow,” Fred told himself, as he settled onto the bed. “Tomorrow, Cara will be safe, the Dragon Lord will be defeated, and my father will finally take me seriously.”
He quickly drifted into a deep sleep. Magic pulsed all around the sleeping lovers, slipping back and forth between them, readying them for the momentous day ahead.