You're Not Given A Chance To Answer

KnockKnockKnockKnockKnockKnockKnock

The three of you look towards the door as you hear the unexpected and somewhat frantic knocking. It is not as loud as Professor Dove's earlier banging on the door but it is still sharp and urgent sounding enough to kill whatever mood was building in the room, even if you were not quite sure how that mood was effecting you yet. "Who is it?" Viki calls out.

"Hey, it's me," you hear the voice of Liam call out, "Sorry to interrupt if he is but is my roomie in there with ya?"

"Yeah, I'm here," you shout back in response.

"So uh, your fairy just came flying in through the window and she... don't look so good."

Whatever frustration you might have had over a second potential sexual encounter of the night interrupted, melts away in the face of your concern for your little familiar. After scrambling to put your clothes on in record time, you all but race out the door while Amelia is still looking for the loosest fitting sweat pants she owns. Liam has to jump back as you almost bowl him over in your rush while exclaiming, "What happened?! She didn't get attacked by a cat or owl, did she?!"

"She doesn't look wounded," Liam replies, and you notice he looks confused as well as concerned as he leads you into your shared room, "She came in wobbling about and then just crashed on the study desk next to that coin bed you made for her. And she's just been laying there quivering ever since. You think we should get the nurse? Or Professor Hobbins?"

"Maybe," you reply breathlessly as you sit down at the desk to see Tara exactly as Liam said she was, "Lemme take a look."

As you sit down at the desk, you are glad Professor Hobbins gave the students of his class text books on how to care for whatever they had summoned that day. Granted, yours was for more general fairy care than Dragon Fairy care in particular but Hobbins had told you that anything specific to Tara would be absurdly rare. Then again, "absurdly rare" has been the story of your life since ending up here at Ash Forest Academy.

Putting aside that worry for the moment, you focus on the one in front of you. Tara is indeed laying face down next to her coin bed, back arched, wings sticking up straight, her legs pressed together, and arms wrapped around her chest as she visibly pants for breath and shivers like she was having a severe case of the chills. "Hey," you say as you lightly touch her back with the tip of your forefinger in a reassuring manner, "I'm here. What's wrong?"

The Dragon Fairy lifts her head and you can see her face is quite flush. In addition, despite her eyes being a solid color, there is something about them that seems unfocused as she gazes up at you and manages to wriggle back a few inches so that your fingertip is now brushing the side of her face. She does feel pretty warm and you let her seemingly draw comfort from your touch as you use your free hand to give the text book to Liam. "Could you check to see if there's a chapter on if fairies can catch a cold?" you ask.

Liam nods as he checks the table of contents. "Lesse, there is something on common potential ailments. Want me to start there?"

"Sounds like a good--"

You stop mid-sentence as you start to feel something small but warm and wet brushing up against your fingertip. Looking down again, you see Tara is very lovingly licking it. Though "lovingly" might be the wrong word for it as she laps intently, running her tongue over every inch she can reach before taking the tip into her mouth. Lightly sucking on it, she tilts her head up in your direction slightly and if she had irises you are pretty sure she would be rolling them up to look at you as she wiggles her tiny bottom and tail with each suckle she performs.

After a second or two to take stock of what is happening, without turning to him, you tell Liam, "Or maybe we should check to see if there's something about fairies getting horny."

"... Righty-o."

You hear Liam flipping through the book as you look down at Tara incredulously. She gives you a pleading look and, uncertain of what else to do for the moment, you pull your finger back just enough so you can turn it over and curl it slightly. Staggering to her feet, Tara quickly mounts the crook of your finger and begins sliding her hips back and forth to rub her black scaled crotch against you. Her eyes lid and her mouth drops open as she shudders with each motion and, if she could vocalize, you are pretty sure she would be moaning up a storm at this point.

"So according to this," Liam says casually, not seeming to find it weird that a fairy is trying to get off on your finger, "Fairies don't naturally just get all 'fuck me' like humans do sometimes. It's either something they do by active choice or its **** on 'em by a spell or if they get into some kinda aphrodisiac. And once they're in that state, they can't turn it off until... well... they get some."

He pauses as he looks down at where Tara is still grinding on your digit. "Oh and it says fairies can't jill off, so that's not gonna work. Something about needing the 'essence transfer' of actual sex to trigger the big O."

"Okay," you reply, trying to not think too deeply on where this might be headed, "So do we need to find or summon up a male fairy really fast?"

You suddenly feel Tara's legs clamp down tightly on your finger as she leans forward to press her chest against your palm. Once your attention returns to her, she looks up at you again with a **** expression.

"That's one way," Liam says, "but I don't think she's into that idea. Besides, it says that you doing it with her would make your magical bond a lot stronger."

"Then I just have one question," you say before looking up at him and using your other hand to indicate Tara, who has stopped trying to rub herself against you and just lays in the palm in your hand, quivering again, "HOW?!"

Liam thinks about things for a second or two before looking down at the book once more and flipping through a few more pages. "So it says you can either use a spell called Familiar Sympaticos to shrink down to her size, let her absorb enough magic energy to temporarily grow to our size or... uh... it says a fairy body can hold things much larger than themselves, so you'd be able to cram it in as-is."

The memory of Tara swallowing a breakfast sausage whole with no trouble comes back to you so there may be something to what Liam is claiming the book is saying. Still, is using your partner like a living fleshlight really okay, even if it turns out she might be fine with that? And if you choose either of the two other options, which way would you go?

"Hey, dude?" Liam interjects as you ponder your options, "Gonna need to decide fast. This also says the longer they go without 'satisfaction', it starts getting painful for them. Like, REALLY painful."

Tara starts quivering harder and looks like she is starting to curl up into a fetal position. You need to pick how to handle this now.