A Mortal Lover By Zane Hunter
This is an adult fantasy. Do not read if scenes of love between men and men, and men and boys offend you, or is illegal where you live. All of this comes from my imagination, and is not based on any real persons or elves.
Leaf stood over his slumbering half brother; the boy was beguiling even when asleep. His golden hair framed his face, and his black lashes fluttered. Leaf who's nutmeg brown hair immediately gave proof that he was not of royal elfish blood, and not a worker of magic. It was his warrior skills that had earned him the right to purchase a charm or a curse for his brother's tenth birthday. Leaf seemed to dot on the young boy so no one thought he would ever harm a hair of his brother's glorious head.
Leaf took the thin crystal vial, and held it in the light. The blue magic elixir danced inside. He knew that it would smell of things that elves abhorred, like petrol, and rust, and rubber. His brother's hand rested over the side of his mattress stuffed with the down from a million hummingbirds. Leaf lifted the slender hand without waking the boy, and pushed the point of the vial deep within the finger of the boy's index finger, which like all elves of their clan was smooth with only the tiny imprint of a star.The boy opened his eyes, which were like the golden sun at night, cats eyes, which would turn sky blue in the daylight.
"Leaf, you came back for my birthday. I was sure that you would!" I just now had a terrible dream that a spider bit me and I wake up to find you beside me. Come get in and comfort me."
Leaf felt a lump in his throat, what did he do? But it was too late. He had already filled the young Prince's blood with the poison. Well it was a shame but as much as he loved his brother, he hated the injustice that gave Mal the powers he would never share. By the next new moon the boy would be cursed, and have to leave the land of his ancestors forever. Meanwhile he would play along and let the boy have one birthday to remember. He took off his jerkin and dropped it beside the bed. How soft and sweet it was to sleep with a boy, especially this one.
Mal was naked and the fact that he was ten meant that he had lived in the world for many more seasons than that, but an elf doesn't start to count years until a boy is ready to start his training, and then at ten he is given the rights of clan. Mal would have stayed ten for at least ten more years, as there was much to learn, and elves do not age such as a human.
Mal did not realize that he had been robbed of his destiny when he opened his arms to the trader. Leaf was a gentle lover, and even more so that night. He made sure that Mal would enjoy every twist of his tongue as he lapped the boys pale cream body, not yet rippling with the muscles of a youth.
"I love your penis little one, can I touch it?"
"Of course, but why do you love it?"
"Because it is like the perfect miniature of a man, but framed by the cutest acorns.
Leaf petted and massaged the boy's sex until the item of his appreciation was swarming like a fish, bobbing up and down.
Mal reached and found the bigger model on Leaf. "Ohhh you are large. The woman must love you."
"And the men too. This is too enchanting a weapon to keep from men."
"It is too bad that you won't be the King, Leaf. I will never be as big and beautiful as you are."
"But my Father was a common elf so it won't be."
"You will be my advisor when the day comes, and tell me all I need to do, so our house doesn't fall to our enemies."
"Little boy, I am going to turn you over so I can sink this sword you admire so much into you."
"Yes...please."
Mal turned over on his back and hugged his legs offering himself to Leaf.
Leaf spit on his fingertip, and inserted it harshly into the boy."
"Ouch that hurt Leaf."
"Mal I was never the catamite of any man."
"But that's because you never had an older brother you adored."
"A catamite should never be a King."
"What should I be, a Queen then?"
"Yes perhaps you should have been born a girl."
"But...I like being me...and I love it when you enter me, but please don't hurt me.
Mal took deep strokes with the fingers he had inserted in Mal's ass. The boy was quickly beyond saying anything, and he enabled Leaf to join with him, rocking gently and then harder. Leaf was so hard that he went after the boy's butt thrusting deeply. When he spurted his seed deep inside he felt the remorse again, and took the shaking boy in his arms to comfort him.
"What ever have I done, what ever have I done." And he started to cry.
Mal came down from his passion quickly, alarmed to see a grown elf cry. Elfin tears are a bitter thing, as rare as snow in summer.
"What...tell me Leaf, whatever is wrong?"
"I have made you mortal."
"How could you of, you are not a magic user?"
"I purchased a curse and had it made for you, the reason you feel pain from our lovemaking is it's starting to work in your system There is only one way to break the curse. You have a month to find a mortal man that loves you so much that he will find a way to make you immortal again, otherwise you will wither and die with the rest of them."
"You did a very evil thing. I loved you with all my heart. I would have shared everything with you. Now I must leave the Kingdom, perhaps forever."
"At least you must stay for your Birthday Celebration tomorrow. All the expense and the plans, I wasn't going to tell you until after it was over. I am a fool."
"You are more than a fool, you are a coward, and a traitor! I do not know if I can ever fall in love again. You have broken more than just my elfhood. I trusted and loved you. Get out before I yell for the guards!"
Leaf picked up his cloths and left. Mal was the one to sob softly to himself before he got out of his bed. He had heard many stories about the mortal world. All of them awful. And he knew that it would be very hard for him. He would have to wear his elf coat until he could find a mortal outfit.
It took all of his remaining power to enter our world, and that was because it was Halloween, the night when the layers between the worlds are as thin as silk.
To be continued.