The Fairy in Love

By Elkica

This 20,000 words long fantasy (previously titled: Come & Play) contains adult romance between two men.
Melyn is a spoiled, cheeky fairy, a member of the clan that was exiled into the 21st century, and he's in love with a human, James, who until he picked up an injured Melyn and carried him home, hadn't believed in fairies. And now Melyn has his chance, but will he be able to use it and convince James that a human and a 10-inch tall fairy can have a future together?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elkica
• Release date: Oct 31, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301796830

Elkica

Elkica has always had a passion for romances, initially as a reader and later as a writer. Since discovering yaoi/boy love romance, writing has become one of her main hobbies.Her primary goal is to entertain, and she feels content if one of her stories manages to brighten somebody's day

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The Fairy in Love

by

Elkica

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Copyright © 2011 Elkica

This book uses British spelling

TABLE OF CONTENTS:

The Fairy in Love

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

The Fairy in Love

Chapter 1

Melyn peeked around the corner; his sky-blue eyes gazed through the wide-open door at a blond, who napped behind the desk with his head resting on his arms. Look, he’s working overtime again. He pointed the blond out to his best friend, Darwen, before he sneaked closer to the door of the well-lit office.

Don’t. Please, Melyn, don’t. He almost saw us the last time. Darwen grabbed Melyn’s shoulder.

He’s sleeping. He won’t see us, stupid. Melyn wiggled out of Darwen’s hold and his dragonfly-like wings carried him towards the office.

It’s always something with you, Darwen whined, but he followed him anyway.

It’s always something with you, too. Over his shoulder, Melyn poked his tongue out at Darwen. Didn’t I have to keep you company in the ladies’ loo just two days ago, so that you could ooh and ahh over the ladies?

Well, yeah, but...

But what? Melyn’s wings disappeared as he stepped onto the simple desk.

I just like to watch human girls, but it’s different with you. You are so serious. It’s almost like you are in love with him. Darwen looked at the blond human. Why him? He’s human. He’s big. And if you haven’t noticed, even though you always stare at him, you’re about as long as his forearm.

He’s the same as me.

You don’t know that for sure; just because those girls gossiped about him, that doesn’t make it true. And even if it is true, he’s big; you are tiny — what you are going to do? Have a lasting relationship with him? Huh? Darwen scratched his nose. Ewythr is the same as you; he doesn’t like girls either, but you don’t fancy him, even though he’s a fairy.

Uncle’s old and wrinkled. But look at James. Melyn tilted his head, his eyes glazing. He’s so handsome. And his chest... He licked his lips, remembering the last time that James had stayed in the office after-hours, when Melyn and a reluctant Darwen had arranged a small accident with a chair, just as James held a cup of coffee to his mouth. Those abs...

You are drooling over a human man. Darwen grimaced, his voice low and quiet.

How could I not? He’s beautiful, Melyn whispered. He closed the short distance that separated him from the object of his admiration and buried his hands in the golden tassels of his hair.

Melyn.

Melyn ignored Darwen, knowing that his friend was too chicken to come closer and drag him away. He closed his eyes, his hands combing through the softest hair before he leaned closer and his face touched the strands. He inhaled deeply. It smelled like oranges.

Melyn!

Melyn opened his eyes and with his hands still in the hair turned to say: ‘Darwen, you idiot, don’t yell, you might wake him up,’ when his world turned upside down and he flew through the air towards the metal cabinet behind the desk. Damn it, damn that stupid shit, spoiling one of his best moments like that. He was never going to take Darwen on his ogling trips ever again. With his hands shielding his head and his translucent wings flapping frenziedly, he slammed against the hard surface. A steam of profanity flashed through his mind before the darkness embraced him and his small body fell to the floor.

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Melyn moaned; his eyes fluttered open before he closed them again. One whole side of his body hurt, and his back, but that was not the only reason for his moan. The main reason for his moan was the gentle pressure that stroked along his spine. Lower, lower, just a bit lower. Even the caresses that brushed against his sore spots felt good.

The pressure slid lower and rubbed the small of his back. You can talk?

What? Melyn’s eyes flew open. The voice was deep and even though it was familiar, it wasn’t familiar enough to belong to any of the fairies. He jumped up, but the fabric of his pants pooling around his ankles restricted his movement. He tumbled onto the wooden surface. On his ass. On his naked ass. Damn, he was half-naked.

Rape! Ra— He looked up into the large face framed with short blond hair and green eyes that stared at him. James. It was James. And he was staring at him. And he wasn’t freaking out. Melyn tilted his head and smiled, brushing the black curls away from his face. Hello, there.

James’s forefinger touched Melyn’s forehead and gently pushed against it.

Hey, hey. Melyn’s swatted the finger away. What do you think you are doing?

You are a living, breathing thing? James rested his elbow on the counter and propped his chin in his hand. I mean, I know you are, but it’s so surreal, especially now that you are moving and talking.

Well, yeah. I’m probably not something a human sees often, but we fairies do exist. Melyn stood and pulled his pants up.

A fairy, eh? Don’t fairies have wings?

I do have wings. But I must call them for them to appear. Melyn tied the binding that held his pants on his hips.

I see. James smiled. So, do fairies have names? Mine is James.

Melyn