Tam Lin: A Modern, Queer Retelling (Faerie Tales) by T.J. Deschamps & Tammy Deschamps

Author:T.J. Deschamps & Tammy Deschamps [Deschamps, T.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dans La Lune Press
Published: 2020-09-30T22:00:00+00:00

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Fergus led the group further into the woods, carrying on the tour with film facts and random Irish legends while they walked as if he hadn’t warned Tom to run and seek shelter in a nearby village. He decided that Fergus had been pranking him and didn’t like that it hadn’t worked. The big Scot seemed over it and jovial, except none of his smiles reached those sad, blue eyes.

Aoife took her time, and she and Tom fell further behind until the group was completely out of sight. “Don’t worry,” she cooed. “I know exactly where Fergus is taking them.”

They came to an interesting point where two trees bent toward each other, making a natural arch. The branches were so intertwined that it was hard to tell what branch belonged to which tree.

An inexplicable feeling of foreboding came over Tom and he found himself halting just before the trees. The hairs on the back of his neck rose and his skin pillared in gooseflesh. He glanced behind him. The air had chilled and a light fog had settled, swallowing any landmarks that might show him the way back. His phone had a satellite map, but he’d left it back at the tour guides’ house.

“Just through here is a wild rose patch. It’s where they filmed Tam Lin making love to Janet.” Aoife looked at him through her pale lashes. She licked her pale, pink lips and toyed with the strings of his shirt. “I was hoping we could do a little reenactment while Fergus gave his part of the tour.” She let go of his arm and passed through the arch, taking her warmth with her.

Watching the hem of her kilt swishing in the back, Tom forgot his fear and followed Aoife through the arch. His skin tingled a bit, but he was already so stimulated he hardly noticed.

The wild rose patch was something out of a fairytale, beautiful and fragrant. The spot was indeed secluded. Aoife picked roses scattering the petals on the ground. Tom copied her. They paused in their task only to kiss and explore each other’s bodies.

At some point, Tom lifted Aoife’s shirt over her head. Her chest was full, heaving with her every breath. He could see her nipples through a pink lace bra. He cupped one and took her nipple into his mouth, sucking through the lace. She guided his other hand to her slick, wet folds. He played with her pearl and dipped his fingers inside in turns, eliciting moans.

She flipped his kilt and slowly, teasingly stroked his erection. Not doing enough to give him a release, but enough to maintain his arousal.

Tom loved looking at her, the way her head tilted and lips parted. He liked the noises she made. He wanted more than this with Aoife. He wanted to hold her and get to know what she was like. He wanted her to smile at him and tease him. He wanted her to come back to the states with him.

“You are

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