Page 22 of Pocket Full Of Posies (Snowberry #2)
Leaving Daisy alone only minutes after arriving at the festival was not my plan, but when I spotted Endo with only Keiko around, I knew it was my best opportunity to talk with Endo. With everything going on and my desire to remain as far from my parents and their guests as possible, I haven’t been able to talk with him about me and Daisy.
“Kai,” Endo calls as I hustle over to the area he’s claimed for himself, thankfully the rest of the family is farther away. “You and Daisy made it. I wasn’t sure you would.”
“Yeah, her brother wasn’t going to let her back out of coming this year and as much as I don’t want to see Mom or Nysa, I wasn’t going to let her miss it either. It is her first after all.”
“No shit? Well, I hope she enjoys it. Are you still planning on breaking it off after?”
“Shhh,” I shush my brother’s big mouth and look around to make sure no one heard him. Pulling him to the side of his tent I lower my voice. “No, I don’t okay.”
“But I thought she was just a temporary fix to get Mom off your back? I know you’ve gotten kind of smitten with her, but I thought the plan was the same,” Endo thankfully whispers in a lower tone than his previous loud-mouthed statement.
“It’s different now. It’s real. She’s mine now and I don’t plan on letting her go.”
“So, you’re going to stay in Snowberry? That is very unlike you.”
“If that’s what she wants, yes. I’d do anything for her.”
“That’s a long way from a short fling and having a little fun.”
Endo looks at me, like really looks at me. Eyes narrowed and lips pursed reading every minute expression on my face. I hope it says how much I care for Daisy, how much she means to me.
“Do you love her?” he asks, in a non-sarcastic way. The answer comes immediately.
“Yes.”
“Then I’m in full support of you.”
“Good because I may need you to run interference between us and the family. I’d rather not have a repeat of the party. I want her first equinox to be memorable in a good way.” I beg my brother with my eyes, being far more serious than I’ve ever been.
“Of course. You know, I think Daisy is good for you. I’ve never seen you this way, all sincere and mature. I like party Kai, but I think I like in love Kai even better.”
“Me too.”
“Aw look at you all red and blushing.”
“I’m always red you ass.”
We shove at each other in that way only brothers can, laughing and goading. I spend a few minutes speaking with him and Keiko, before making my way back to the tent where I find Daisy sitting at the low table nibbling on an apricot from the bowl of fruit, I set out for her. We didn’t need to bring any food, but I wanted to make sure she had something in the tent if she got hungry.
“How’s Endo?” She smiles up at me from her crossed legged position on the blue floor cushion, barefoot. Her lined rubber boots sitting neatly by the tent entrance.
“Great. I’m sure we’ll see him again later. But I’m warning you now, I’m going to be greedy and keep you all to myself as much as possible.”
“That’s fine with me. So, what is the plan?”
I sit next to Daisy and grab an apple from the bowl, biting into it and chewing.
“Whatever we want. There’ll be dancing and food, games and I think there are fairies offering fairy dusting to make you fly for a few minutes if you’re interested.”
The flowers in her hair curl and bloom with the shake of her head. “No, I’m plenty happy with my feet on the ground thank you very much.”
We hang out in the tent for a while longer, waiting for more to arrive and to hear the music begin. Once we do I have to practically drag Daisy outside.
For the entire day I pull Daisy around, forcing her to dance with me, then to play a game of hide and seek with a group of children, and to eat every single sweet treat I spot.
The day is filled with laughter and joy, lighthearted conversation and absolutely no mention of hybrids and half-breeds or my family. I may have steered us in the opposite direction if I spotted one of my siblings or parents. We did cross paths with a few of my cousins, they don’t care about my personal life choices as much as my immediate family and were even pleasant and cordial with Daisy.
Eventually Delphi finds us and mostly just rides around on my shoulder playing with my hair and holding one horn chattering away about all the fun things she’s done since arriving. There are a handful of other sprites running around and Delphi has been playing with them.
As the sun is beginning to set, we come upon the band area while one group is leaving and new people are setting up, this one including the mayor’s new mate. The not human, human Lottie, also known as Alexandria the famous pop star. I knew her as soon as I saw her because unlike the luddites of Snowberry I live out in the real world. I even saw her perform once in Paris. It appears I’m going to get to see her perform again.
Lottie is strapping on a very fancy acoustic guitar, while a young male shifter sits at the drum set and Becca flits over—for once not on roller skates, probably all the grass and dirt—carrying a pink tambourine and giddy as a kid on a candy high.
I pull Daisy to sit on one of the many communal blankets laid out in front of the band stand. She doesn’t argue and sits next to me, scooting close and resting her head on my shoulder. Instinctually, my tail reaches out in search of hers and doesn’t still until it's wrapped around it. I’m the most comfortable I’ve ever been, legs stretched out in front of me, leaning back on the heels of my hands with my girl tucked against my side. Perfection.
Lottie settles in and starts with a slow but sweet ballad, then a more upbeat tune. On her third song she picks up the tempo and a little girl, another earth nymph with moss green skin and sparkling gold eyes, maybe about eight years old, pulls Daisy up forcing her to dance.
I sit and watch reveling in the joy radiating from Daisy’s smile and laughter. Her chestnut brown hair fanning around her as she spins the flowers and vines like a crown on her head, the green markings on her skin perfectly still and content to remain so.
If I had to spend the rest of my life reliving one moment in time, it would be this one.
“Come make a necklace with me,” the little girl says tugging on Daisy’s hand. She’s pointing towards a table set up not too far from the band stand where non-humans of all ages sit and thread beads on string making necklaces and bracelets.
“Oh, um, okay sure.”
Daisy follows helplessly behind the girl as she’s pulled to the table and promptly told to sit. I join them watching over Daisy’s shoulder. The little girl pulls a bowl of beads in front Daisy and begins rambling about picking the best beads. I pick one up, inspecting the small item. They appear to be made from glass and stone. Probably made by an earth nymph or fairy.
“So, I’ll make you one and you make me one,” the little girl says.
“Alright,” Daisy agrees, her smile never wavering.
The little girl picks a variety of beads both in color, pattern and material having no obvious relevancy or design in the choice and strings together a long strand easy to slip over Daisy’s head.
“Okay, close your eyes, it’s a surprise. No, don't look. Lean down and I’ll put it on you.”
Daisy does as instructed and dutifully waits until the little girl instructs her to open her eyes.
“Oh, my goodness, it’s beautiful,” Daisy swoons as she inspects the necklace that makes no sense. “I love your choice in beads, very eclectic.”
“What’s calectic mean?”
“Eclectic. It means having a broad and diverse range of style. It’s a good thing. Non eclectic people are boring.”
The little girl giggles and almost falls out of her wooden chair holding her stomach.
“You’re funny.”
Daisy blushes and tries to conceal her face from the girl. Lifting her chin with a finger I force her not to hide and she looks up at me. I give her a reassuring smile which she reciprocates.
“My turn, my turn. What did you make for me?”
Daisy holds up a shorter strand of precisely matched beads in an ombre of greens, slowly shifting from dark to light and back again.
“It’s so pretty and eclectic.” The little girl uses her new vocabulary and is quite proud of it.
“Yes, very eclectic.”
“Thank you.” The little girl wraps her arms around Daisy’s waist and gives her a tight hug, right before bouncing up to her feet and running off yelling, to her parents I’d guess, about her new eclectic necklace.
Daisy and I relinquish the seat at the crafts table for the next person and make our way back to our tent. While Daisy was dancing with the little girl I secretly asked Tobias to deliver some food to our tent for dinner so we could eat alone. Although I love watching Daisy’s social abilities blossom, I would really love to spend the rest of the evening with her alone.
“That’s a very nice necklace you have there,” I compliment Daisy’s new accessory as we walk back to the tent. “It suits you.”
“What? Random and nonsensical?”
“That and it’s colorful and unique. One of a kind.”
Her blush returns, this time running all the way down her neck to her chest, and I want to strip her shirt from her body and trail that blush with my tongue. As a matter of fact, I’m going to do just that. The day has been long and we both need to relax. I know the perfect place.
Directing Daisy by the small of her back, I guide us in the direction of my secret place. A place I’ve only gone to alone, to unwind and decompress after too much time spent with my family during the festivities I was forced into in the past.
“Where are we going?” Daisy asks but follows my direction.
“It’s a surprise, you’ll just have to be patient and find out.”
Her instant trust in me has my heart skipping a beat or four. Everyone usually dismisses me and my input. Labeling me the foolhardy party boy with nothing of substance to say. The fact that Daisy doesn’t look at me like an empty-headed sex addict, only solidifies my love for her. She sees past the surface level to the me underneath all the gold and flirting.
It takes us a few minutes to leave the bustling celebration and festival areas, entering a quieter, less populated area of the forest. Following the stream, I know in another handful of minutes we’ll find what I’m looking for.
An incline in the terrain creates a small waterfall and pool in the stream. I don’t know what causes it but the water of the pool at the base of the small falls is heated like a natural hot spring. I plan on stripping Daisy down and getting her naked in that water. Maybe massage every inch of her tempting flesh.
“This is beautiful. You knew this was here?”
“Of course. It’s why I brought you here. The water is heated, like a jacuzzi or hot relaxing bath.”
I’m already unbuttoning my pants, more than ready to get in that water and let it soothe my anxiety I’ve had all day making sure my mother didn’t come anywhere near Daisy. Endo must have been trailing her like a hound because I didn’t see her once.
“Oh, we’re getting in?” Daisy sounds surprised but also hopeful.
“Oh yeah. I didn’t drag you out to the middle of the forest to show you a hot spring just to look at it. I will always want to get you naked Daisy. Every opportunity I get.”
I drop trou and stride butt naked over to Daisy. She watches my cock the entire time, causing it to swell and harden. Not that I wasn’t already half hard, but her eyes on me quicken the process.
“Now you, Blossom.”
She bites her lip and a flush colors her cheeks and chest. Perfection. When she doesn’t begin to undress herself, I take that as an invitation to do it for her.
First her loose plain green t-shirt, pulling it from the hem and over her head, revealing gorgeous caramel skin inch by glorious inch. Green swirling marks accentuating her small breasts and long neck. Definitely going to be tasting those. I love that she hates bras as much as she hates shoes. Makes for easy access for me.
Next is her jean shorts. I hook my fingers in her underwear and remove both at the same time. Kneeling I kiss a path down her stomach, to her hip bone and lower, stopping right above the patch of dark curls above her pussy. My tail twitches with the restraint to not take it farther. Patience Kai, there is plenty of time to take it slow and tease a little.
Finally, Daisy stands before me naked wearing only her new necklace, and the gold bracelet and ear cuff I gave her. I wrap her in my arms and squeeze her to my chest, pressing every inch of skin together. I can feel the slight chill in her subsiding as the heat of my body warms hers. She doesn’t flinch or shy away from my touch, instead embracing me as tightly as I do her. Wrapping her arms tight around my neck and standing on her toes, she brings her mouth to mine.
I could drown in her kiss, but we’re still naked in the woods. Lifting Daisy to my chest I walk to the water’s edge and step in. Steam billows off the surface and Daisy gasps when her bare ass breaches the water.
“Wow. That is a lot warmer than I expected. How is it so hot?”
“No idea. But I like to come here when I visit for the equinox to escape my family.”
“I like it.”
“Good. I’ll bring you here whenever you want, Blossom.”
I release my hold on Daisy, and she floats away sinking into the water until it reaches her chin. She tilts her head back and submerges her hair and flowers. When she lifts her head, the flowers are gone, floating in the stream, and her hair is slick and dark, plastered to her neck and shoulders.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you without your flowers.”
“Do I look different? Is it good or bad?”
She’s so cute when she’s unsure. She nibbles on her lower lip and to ease her worries I wade over to her and suck her lip from between her teeth and nip at it.
“You look beautiful no matter what, Daisy. Flowers or no flowers.”
The tension evaporates from her expression, and I press another kiss to the tip of her nose. I want to kiss every part of her, the curve of her neck, the point of her ear, the tip of her breast. In time. Since most of her is currently under water—and I can’t hold my breath for that long—I’ll have to wait till we get back to the tent.
There’s a ledge under the water, and I pull Daisy over to it. Sitting I prop her on my lap, a knee on either side of my hips. Her bare pussy presses against my cock and it throbs at the pressure, and I moan.
“Keep that up Blossom and I’m going to have to bend you over the edge of the pool and punish you.”
Her expression becomes wicked, and she grinds into my cock harder. My eyes roll back into my head and every thought vacates my brain.
“Promise?” Daisy whispers against my lips.
This female is insatiable. I must have altered her brain chemistry the first time we had sex because she seems to be addicted to me now.
My arms wrap around her and hold her still, stopping her from torturing me anymore.
“How about you just sit still for a few minutes and relax with me?”
Dexterous fingers slide through my hair and trail the length of my horns, sending tingles down my spine, even submerged in the hot water. It’s soothing, yet pleasurable, making my body—all but my cock—go limp.
“I needed this. Dealing with my family is always exhausting.”
Daisy kisses my cheek, jaw, and neck. Light delicate kisses conveying affection and tenderness. Just like her. Delicate, tender, affectionate. Better than me in every way. I’m not worthy of her, but that isn’t going to stop me from accepting what she gives.
Satisfied that I’m thoroughly destressed, Daisy settles against my chest, her cheek on my shoulder and nose pressed into my throat. I think I could die happy right now. Daisy naked and cradled in my arms, her bare pussy snug against my cock, not another soul in sight, surrounded by peace and quiet. I wonder how long we can remain before someone, or something ruins it all.
A loud squeal and chirp come from the branches overhanging the pool, followed closely by the fluffy body of Delphi the ever-intruding sprite.
So that was what? A whole two minutes? At least it’s only Delphi. She bounds through the air and no lie, belly flops into the hot spring. Apparently, I’m not the only one who knows about this secret place. Good thing Delphi only talks to Daisy and me, she can’t tell anyone how to find the hot spring.
Daisy sits up and giggles watching Delphi do rather impressive strokes through the water. She looks a little bit like a wet racoon, but in a cute way.
“Did you follow us out here, Delphi?” Daisy asks, while, sadly, slipping off my lap to join Delphi in her swimming.
“No. Delphi find hot water on her own. You follow me. It’s okay, I’ll allow it.”
A bark of laughter bursts from me and echoes through the empty forest. If Daisy only knew the similarities between her and Delphi. If I didn’t know they couldn’t understand each other, I would think their personalities had rubbed off on each other. They’re both adorable, funnier than they think, loyal and vegetarians.
I let Daisy swim around and play with Delphi, watching from my spot on the underwater bench. Marveling in the perfection that is Daisy’s backside, as well as her gently pointed ears still wearing the gold cuff I placed there, and the gold bracelet on her wrist. A primal sensation washes over me seeing her in my gold.
We wade around the water for at least another half hour. Delphi demonstrating her masterful water abilities and then spraying us when she shakes off like a dog.
Daisy and I stand naked at the water’s edge as we dry. My internal heat warming our bones and drying us from within. I may take small advantage of the situation and steal a few rated R kisses before redressing and returning to the festival.