Yes, In her lap in fact

Aster frowned at Acacia, attempting to reason her motives, This was obviously some sort of power play for her...but why? Was she more affected by the fluid than the Aster was?

There was a tension in the air, the other fae knew what this was and were watching to see how the dynamic of power shifted. With a start Aster realised that was another change...They had never had a organised leadership before...When the winter receded and the summer fae awoke and they were tasked with making sure everything bloomed on time they didn't do it with any kind of grand direction.

Each faerie acted by her own imagination with complete authority over her own actions unless they interfered with another in which case a argument or a prank war might break out but nothing more than that.

Aster wondered if that was because they had never had to face a threat on this scale before and so had no need for a heriarchy or if it was the fluids work again, fostering inside them a desire for control.

A desire for power over others...

"Well?" Acacia breathed, reaching slender hands down Goldie's body, pinching and rubbing the moaning fae's chest. "We're waiting..."

Rage rose up in Aster like bile "I would like to test it on you, see what I cold twist you into slut!"

Blue spoke up again, sounding almost...bored? "Leave off her Acacia, Just in case you missed it I feel like I should remind you that she just saved your ass..."

Acacia whips round, marble features briefly morphing into a look of anger before smoothing over again.

"Really Bluebell? Because I remember her being as weak and helpless as the rest of you..." Her voice drops to a purr as she looks down at Bowen, peeking out from behind Aster.

"At least until this stud came along and knocked that bull bitch on her ass...We're very grateful to you Treeman..." Her voice oozed with veiled promise and she emphasized the word "Man" in such a way as to make Bowen's cock twitch again between Aster's thighs. Others in the gathering murmured agreement, Bluebell rolled her eyes but absentmindedly ran her long tongue over her lips as she stared at Bowen.

Bowen to his credit flushed a deeper green and tried to hide back behind Aster as he stammered "Well...It wasn't anything...I got lucky with Lilith and the test tube thing was an accident..."

"Wait...I do have a way to prove it..." She mused as she looked down at the Treeman and his all too willing cock. She could prove her theory right now..."and get some of that delicious treesap as well..."

"But...What if it changes Bowen? What if I warp him into...something like me...I would be no better than the giant or Lilith...Worse even because Bowen trusts me so much!" Aster agonized over the decision before the murmuring of the assembly snapped her out of it.

"Damnit I'm losing them...Now or never I guess." She breathed deep and looked back at Bowen and spoke softly.

"Hi Bowen...Crazy day huh..."

"Heh...You can say that again...Not sure what I would have done if you hadn't come along..."

"You make it sound like you were in danger,You'd most likely be balls deep in that other faerie I stole you from by now..."

Bowen looked incredibly embarrassed but Aster noticed his cock twitch again "That shaft gives more away than his face!" Aster giggled internally.

"Oh...Uh...I would rather be with you anyway..." He said quickly before gulping and stammering out "I mean-Not like that...J-Just in general..."

Aster giggled and was surprised to find herself blushing as something in her soared "Well...That's to bad because I need to ask a really big favor from you...It might be dangerous so...I won't do it if you disagree..."

Bowen swallowed nervously then squared his shoulders (as much as he could) and set his face in a resolute frown "Anything Aster...I'm ready!"

Bubbles popped in Aster's stomach and she nodded, bright blond hair falling framing her face and trailing down her back before pooling on the floor and Bowen.

"Just...Trust me okay?" She said, trying to sound confident and Bowen nodded loyally even as a flicker of trepidation passed across his face.

With that she reached down and gently but firmly wrapped her hand around Bowen's cock.

Bowen jumped underneath Aster, shoving her cock deeper into her hand as he gasped. Goldie and the rest reacted in much the same way before leaning forward to get a better look. Acacia raised her eyebrows and Aster shot a cheeky grin and a wink as she slowly started to pump Bowen's rod.

"Aster! W-Whaoah...." Bowen breathed, eyes rolling slightly as tingles rolled up and down his shaft and his balls churned eagerly.

Without slowing she turned back around and met his eyes, blue meeting brown and said softly "Trust me..."

He gasped again before nodding and Aster resumed her work. His cock felt reassuring in her hands as she traced a pulsing vein with her thumb and opened her leg's freeing the whole cock to the open air and she began working the whole length. The movements came naturally to her as she squeezed and released, massaging the rod in her soft hand.

"Another effect of the magic..." Aster mused "but how? It imparts knowledge as well as changing knowledge and changing forms? Could I, channeling magic through Bowen's balls give him knowledge? How to tend to the plants like a faerie? Could I grow him wings and teach him how to fly, with just one burst of magic?" _She began to pump him faster, a thrill of magic in her fingertips _"Do I need to know the knowledge? I'm reasonably sure the giant doesn't know how to give hand jobs yet here I am...Could I teach him to fight, to protect himself?"

Bowen groaned under her and burst of golden pre shot out,lubricating his cock, promoting a amazing feeling as Aster's fingers danced across his length, feeding a steady trickle of magic into his cock.

"To protect all of us? To protect me?" She had visions of Bowen, standing tall and proud, no shred of fear or shyness upon his handsome face. Kind eyes looked down on the helpless and the fearful before hardening to brown pools of determination as he strode forward,bold and courageous against the oncoming darkness.

She brought her other hand away from his chest and onto his cock, rubbing the glowing pre all over his thick cock, giving it a glowing golden sheen as it reacted to her magic, she leaned forward,closer to the cock and it's delightful aroma. Her large ass on full display for Bowen to see and she gave it a wiggle and was rewarded as Bowen let out a quiet lustful growl. Without thinking she spat on the head of cock and began to work it into hand job, paying special attention to the throbbing purple head.

"Could I teach him to fuck?" The thought came up unbidden and with it images of an utterly devoted Bowen railing her from behind, thick cock up her generous ass as she molded him into perfection. A perfect warrior, a sublime lover, utterly devoted to her and her alone, loyal and obedient to her every whim. Bowen started to thrust his hips up and down, sliding his well lubed cock in between Aster's fingers, grunting he writhed under Aster's ministrations.

The flowers slowly strobe through a range of sultry colors.

"A perfect slav-NO!"

She again throttled that dark instinct that had started to sneak into her mind and **** into back into the deep shadowy alcove at the back of her mind, chained and hidden.

She **** her mind back to the act itself, treating it not as a means to an end but as an end unto itself. A happy end, one reached for mutual pleasure instead of to further some shadowy and amoral goal. She focused on the simple pleasure of the process, the novelty of it, the feel of the stiff rod in her hands, the joy of pleasing her friend.

With these thoughts in her mind Aster sped up,both hands encasing the cock as she leaned in closer to the tip, close enough for the sweet nutty aroma of his pre cum to mix with the simple raw smell of Bowen himself,close enough for her to feel like she was drowning in it, close enough for her hair to tickle Bowen's legs and for him to feel her hot eager breath on his cock.

"Aster! Something-Something is h-happening! It's going to-I'm going to-Uahhhh" His words trailed off into a series a long drawn out whine as his hands, instinctively reached to grab onto the closest thing they could.

In this case, Aster's presented ass, the tight green dress having ridden up fully by now. His fingers gripped the ripe cheeks as a series of intense uncontrollable tingles wracked his groin. This unbalanced Aster slightly and already leaning forward in anticipation, tumbled even further forward and quite neatly and with a tremendous amount of either luck or skill for a first time deep throated the entirety of Bowen's not inconsiderable length.

Despite or maybe because of, Aster's immense surprise the shaft slid down effortlessly. Even more suprising was that she didn't gag despite the large amount of woody cock now occupying the back of her throat, instead her throat muscles instantly went to work relaxing as it slid in before her tongue instinctively started its teasing.

Aster saw Bowen's deep green nutsack flash a bright amber as the sperm inside churned in eager release before they visibly tightened and Bowen went wild beneath her, any words devolved into unintelligible grunts and whines as Aster drew his virgin spunk out of his balls.

The very first shot painted the back of her throat and filled her mouth completely and the faerie moaned in contentment as the rich taste washed over her taste buds, the wholesome syrup the exact opposite of The Fluid.

Where as the fluid only sought to warp and taint, It felt like every cell in Aster's body was being revitalized and she felt the unnoticed aches disappear as the weariness of the long day struggles seemed to dissipate. The waves of rejuvenation coursed through her by from the tops of her head to the tips of her toes before rebounding back and converging square between her legs.

Aster uttered a low guttural sound around Bowen's cock as wave upon wave of pleasure bombarded her pussy, ratcheting up the sensitivity as she bucked fruitlessly against the air and Bowen's hands, still gripping her ass cheeks in the throes of his orgasm. It didn't take long before the feedback loop of ever increasing sensitivity and constant pleasure exceeded Aster's limit and she came, eyes rolling as she suddenly went boneless, held aloft by Bowen alone as her pussy vibrated and squirted a spray of glimmering fae-cum up Bowen's chest and into his face.

Even in her state of ecstasy,Aster gulped down as much of the divine liquid as she could but after a while the need for air, Bowen's bucks beneath her and the sheer volume of the stuff **** her to disengage with the erupting cock.

Somehow still going and freed from it's confines the cock shot a blast straight into Aster's face, coating it with amber spunk, before shooting several more streams that got some surprising distance, hitting the writhing Goldie's chest and one amazing shot that hit Acacia between her eyes, giving her the same facial treatment as Aster.

"That'll teach youuuUHHHH!" She thought before another round of waves struck her and she gushed again, re-soaking Bowen before the girl cum fell away and pooled at the bottom of the flower blossom, adding to the growing puddle of fluids which the flower greedily consumed. Aster collapsed heavily on top of Bowen, her face pressed against his cock which was at last winding down, shooting the intermittent small jet of golden liquid which Aster weakly tried to collect with her tongue as her body weakly twitched as the last of the waves died down.

"He must have been really pent up..." Aster thought blissfully

Both were breathing heavily and sweating, the inside of the flower muggy and humid. Bowen wasn't saying anything although he had relinquished his **** grip in her ass and was instead slowly rubbing his hands across the surface and Aster had the fleeting hope that he would slip a thumb into her small rosebud and give it a lazy tweak. Aster just listened to his pulse and breathing through her body as she watched the cock begin to flag ever so slightly.

She was aware that the rest of the glade had gone silent, but it was a satisfied silence that came after all of the faeries had followed into their own climaxes, either by themselves or with partners.

All of them lay there, in a kaleidoscope of color as the rays of the setting sun hitting the various colored leaves of the glade, drinking in the evening air.

It was Goldie, Acacia slumped over her in a lazy embrace, who spoke first.

"So that was good huh?"