Sex and Candy

By A.J. Llewellyn

Jing dreams of a yuletide filled with sex and candy...but so far the upcoming Winter Fae festivities look to be filled with humbugs...

It isn't easy being the literal redheaded step-child of the grand Fairy King, Oberon. But frantically busy Jing, the Unseelie Court's only male sugar plum fairy, has a chance to redeem himself in Oberon's eyes. All he has to do is invite a sexy, frolicsome guest to the annual Winter Fae Fest—a wicked, wanton holiday celebration.

When he happens upon a handsome, red-haired fairy in the forest, Jing senses a kindred spirit in the softly spoken William. The mysterious but captivating fairy at first declines Jing's invitation, then accepts.

At the festivities, however, Oberon recognises William as a Fire Fae and goes berserk. Fire faeries, who have a tendency to be tricksters and mischief makers, once set his pants ablaze and singed his hair and brows. Oberon sees William as being dangerous and subversive—a lunatic—and Fire Fae are not welcome.

William rushes to assure Jing he's not bad—he never wants to hurt anyone. He's just misunderstood...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pride Publishing
• Release date: Dec 17, 2012
• ISBN: 9781781841594

A.J. Llewellyn

A.J. Llewellyn lives in California, but dreams of living in Hawaii. Frequent trips to all the islands, bags of Kona coffee in the fridge and a healthy collection of Hawaiian records keep this writer refueled. A.J. never lacks inspiration for male/male erotic romances and on the rare occasions this happens, pursues other passions such as collecting books on Hawaiiana, surfing and spending time with friends and animal companions. A.J. Llewellyn believes that love is a song best sung out loud.

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Sex and Candy

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Oberon’s Court

SEX AND CANDY

A.J. Llewellyn

Jing dreams of a yuletide filled with sex and candy…but so far the upcoming Winter Fae festivities look to be filled with humbugs…

It isn’t easy being the literal redheaded stepchild of the grand Fairy King, Oberon. But frantically busy Jing, the Unseelie Court’s only male Sugar Plum Fairy, has a chance to redeem himself in Oberon’s eyes. All he has to do is invite a sexy, frolicsome guest to the annual Winter Fae Fest—a wicked, wanton holiday celebration.

When he happens upon a handsome, red-haired fairy in the forest, Jing senses a kindred spirit in the softly spoken William. The mysterious but captivating fairy at first declines Jing’s invitation, then accepts.

At the festivities, however, Oberon recognises William as a Fire Fae and goes berserk. Fire Faeries, who have a tendency to be tricksters and mischief makers, once set his pants ablaze and singed his hair and brows. Oberon sees William as being dangerous and subversive—a lunatic—and Fire Fae are not welcome.

William rushes to assure Jing he’s not bad—he never wants to hurt anyone. He’s just misunderstood…

Dedication

My thanks to Marcy Playground for their song Sex and Candy with its inspiring lyrics:

"I smell sex and candy here

Who’s that lounging in my chair?

Who’s that casting devious stares in my direction?

Mama this surely is a dream…"

Trademarks Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Sex and Candy: Marcy Playground, John Wozniak

Gun Oil: Empowered Products

Party All the Time: Rick James and Kevin Johnston

Harry Potter: J.K. Rowling

These Boots Are Made For Walkin’: Lee Hazlewood

Facebook: Facebook, Inc.

Chapter One

Jing stared at himself in the mirror. He looked amazing in his new breeches made of white chocolate. It sort of made up for his stepfather, King Oberon of the Fairies, giving him the job of Sugar Plum Fairy. Jing was the only male Sugar Plum Fairy in the kingdom. He had to admit that in some ways it was fun. He got to wear gorgeous costumes made of amazing, yummy things to eat, but a man could only stomach so much spun sugar, chocolate, candy and cookies.

True, he got to dance and sing all day, amusing the Unseelie Court. He wasn’t much good at anything else, if he was honest about it.

He stuck a foot out, admiring the cool, snow cone effect of the delicate white chocolate. His white chocolate winkle pickers that adorned his feet even had marshmallow and chocolate buttons dusted in sugar. His mouth watered at the mere sight of them.

Look at me—I’m a delicious holiday treat! The winter Fae will love me!

It beat last year’s costume of a tea bag…

The one from two years ago made of coffee beans had eventually given him a headache, but if the seamstress fairy’s behaviour was anything to go by, the white chocolate was a hit.

She was kneeling beside him, sugar spinner in hand, nibbling at a white ribbon of the confection at his knee.

Stop it, Ophie.

She gazed up at him, embarrassed. Sorry, Jing. You’re just so tasty!

He smiled down at her. Let’s hope the men think so tomorrow. He checked himself in the mirror again. Perfect—except for his hair. It was red, and no matter what he tried, it stuck out in sharp angles. A cock’s comb, his mother called it. Apparently his father had had the same problem. He’d disappeared under mysterious circumstances when Jing had been a baby. He barely remembered him. He had faint images of a thin elf singing songs…but that could have been anybody.

Nobody else in either family had hair like his, according to his mother, so Jing alone bore the brunt of endless jokes.

He was Oberon’s redheaded stepchild—in every single way.

Hurry, Ophie said after doing some damage control, the King has an announcement about this year’s festivities.

Holy moly, I forgot about that. I’m always late. He hurried along the corridors