This choice: Noah's got some 'splaining to do. • Go Back...Chapter #7Noah's got some 'splaining to do. by: T Smithy   Now, Amelia certainly did intend to broach the subject later, truly, but while Noah had the advantage during normal sex, Amelia's larger size and softer curves gave her a distinct edge when it came to snuggling. Something she intended to make full use of, naturally. It just wouldn't do for her to be the only one to cum, after all. So ultimately Amelia decided that their talk would need to wait until after she had squeezed, licked, fondled, and sucked her partner into at least 3 or 4 orgasms. And while she could have brought it up after that, Noah had already fallen asleep, and she was feeling pretty tired herself; there was no point in waking Noah up just to make her upset. And while Amelia was planning on talking about it in the morning, Noah had looked so sexy with her half awake face that she just couldn't stand it; Noah needed to be pinned to the bed and fucked until Amelia couldn't see straight anymore.
But once the morning sex was over, Amelia knew she couldn't stall any longer. Not if they didn't want to be late for school, anyway. "Noah, you were missing from school yesterday."
Noah had been dreading this conversation, of course, and had spent parts of yesterday thinking about how to expertly navigate away from it. And then she had fucked Amelia like a rabbit and forgotten half of what she was going to say. "Oh... um, yeah, I was working really hard on this shelter yesterday and completely lost track of time. You should see the little bath area I carved out, it's got a trap door to let water in and it-"
Amelia wasn't having any distractions. "Noah, you know that we're picking apprenticeships this week. It's important that you show up. Now, what are you going to apprentice as?"
Amelia did her best to try and decipher Noah's nervous mumblings. Had she not picked yet, and was worried her friend would be disappointed in her? or had she already picked something that she was afraid Amelia would disapprove of? "... I want to be one of the scouts." For a second, Amelia thought she had misheard her friend. But Noah was determined. "I want to join the Scouts."
There were many jobs that a Fairy fresh out of school could apprentice. The most common was a Forager, which was simply collecting various foods, baubles, and other items that caught the fairy's eye. Most fairies became foragers since it was easy, generally safe, and a natural extension of what they normally did. But there were plenty of other jobs available. Weavers created silken clothes that were both fashionable and kept the fairies warm in the cold of winter. Fairies with aspirations about becoming Elders would look into becoming Assistant Teachers. The top ten bustiest fairies of every class were eligible to work in the nursery if they chose to; they couldn't become elders from there, but they spent a lot of time with the various elders while raising their children and that made them valuable friends for their ambitious if less well endowed classmates.
Amelia was one of the very few fairies eligible to work in the Hive. The fairies and pixies of the Warren had a firm friendship with a hive of Bumblebees in a tree at the west side of the warren. In fact, many elders felt that the only way the Warren had gotten so large without being attacked by a large predator was the threat of those bees. The bees were great at protecting the fairies with their stingers and a source of delicious honey, and in return the Fairies used their dexterous hands to build all sorts of useful things for the bees. However, not just any fairy could work at the hive. Pixies were straight out; that much masculinity in close quarters with hundreds of female bees invariably resulted in the pixie being mercilessly raped for days at a time. And most Fairies didn't have the smarts for the job. Bees can't talk and instead rely on complex sign language to communicate, something very few fairies were able to learn. But Amelia was one of those fairies, and Noah had never been prouder of her friend. Not only was she in one of the most prestigious and important jobs in the Warren, she was also going to be safe. Very few predators would risk going through 500 bumblebees to get her in the heart of fairy territory, no matter how enticing her body could be.
Which was more than could be said for Noah. Scouting was easily the most dangerous job a fairy could take, as a scout's job was to be the eyes of the Pixies, finding predators and helping other fairies get to safety. Most scouts were the kind of fairy who had become addicted to the thrill of danger, the adrenaline rush of barely avoiding certain death only to be rescued by several strapping young pixies... Needless to say, Amelia was not pleased at the prospect of her friend being in constant danger.
Had it been any other situation, Noah probably would have been laughing. Amelia's face would contort into an angry expression as she opened her mouth, only for her to screw her eyes shut and close it while she rethought exactly what to say. Then she'd whipped her head right back forward as if to say something, only to bite her lip as she continued to refine exactly how she'd ask this. This went on for a minute or two before Amelia, at a complete loss of worlds, just grabbed Noah and desperately kissed her as if it would be the last time she'd get the chance. After they broke the embrace, she weakly asked her, "Why?"
"I'm the fastest fairy in our class, I'm the best at making shelters, and I'm one of the only ones that's actually had to deal with a predator before. I think that if I become a scout, one day I'll be able to become a Ranger." Rangers were the legendary heroes of fairy kind, the strongest, fastest, and most capable of them all. Normally only Pixies ever achieved that rank, Fairy rangers weren't unheard of. More than that, it relieved Amelia's fears. Noah didn't have a death wish, she had an ambition and a plan. She also had a girlfriend wrapped around her with a big smile on her face, and Noah decided to try and turn that embrace into something more fun "So, considering that you're still holding me so tightly..."
"Don't even think about it. I'm still mad at you for hiding this from me. Besides, we have class to get to."
"Oh come on, it's not for a few hours..."
"No excuses, we're heading back to the warrens right now."
"Yes Ma'am..." Sometimes, girls were nothing but trouble.
Most predators weren't even awake yet, waiting until the sun had fully risen before crawling out of bed. However, the early bird gets the worm, and a sparrow was resting near the cattails, clearly looking for something to munch on. A sparrow was more than fast enough to catch Amelia, but it didn't stand a chance in catching Noah unless it got really lucky. "Alright Amy, I'll head out first and lead that Sparrow away. Head towards that pond near the school, I'm supposed to meet up with Erik over there."
"Were you really going to keep Erik waiting while you were fooling around with me?"
"Absolutely."
Amelia just shook her head. "Just don't spend too much time with that bird, I really don't want us to be late."
Stealing a quick kiss, Noah speed out of the shelter. It didn't take too long to attract the attention of the sparrow, and then she was speeding away from the tree. Amelia waited a few seconds before she shot out, turning towards the pond and the relative safety of Pixie patrolled areas.
It didn't take Amelia very long to reach the pond and spot Erik, but she quickly realized he wasn't alone...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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