W.I.T.C.H. Porn Story: Happily Ever After All – Chapter 3

W.I.T.C.H. Porn Story: Happily Ever After All – Chapter 3

Happily Ever After All

A Mystic
Prequel

By: A J

(Standard
Disclaimer Applies)

Authors Warning!:
This work of fanfiction is a long-term look at the relationship of
two adults, and as such, Im not gonna pull any punches. This
means Language, Nudity, Violence, and Sex! If any of those are not
for you, turn back now, and read some of the gentler fictions by
others and myself. For those with some fortitude, lets get on to
the story.

Chapter 3:
Taranee and Nigel, Second Part

The other four
Guardians all dropped their current forkfuls, staring at her in open
shock. Will was the first to recover. Beads, you arent
proposing what I
think you are, are you?

Taranee shook her head.
Better. We bring all the stuff for a camping trip, and
instead of staying at the Dragon, we spend the weekend in Meridian.
Nigel and Eric never
have gotten the grand tour, and Cornelia
wanted to see Caleb.
She left the rest up to the other girls
imaginations, crossing her fingers under the table and returning to
the giant dinner salad she was calmly splitting with Nigel.

They all ate in silence
for a few moments, letting the oblivious band members carry the
conversation around them. Then Irma stood up suddenly, her eyes
squinting inscrutably. Powder check, ladies, she said, with a
nod of her head to the restrooms on the far side of the diner
section. The Guardians all just filed after her, half of them still
in shock from Taranees Taranees of all people
suggestion.

Once inside, Taranee
and Hay checked all the stalls, and as soon as they were sure they
were alone, Will Quintessenced the door lock to stick shut, and Hay
sound-proofed the room. Cornelia rounded on the Fire-mistress at
once. Youre serious about this idea? Taranee only nodded,
grinning. Wow, and here I was thinking you didnt have the guts
when not all Guardian-ed up

Wait, this idea
didnt come from you first? Irma snapped, whirling to face Hay
Lin. Even without her Astral Drop-induced mania, the Air Guardian
was still a regular nymphette, and a pretty clever one too, having
admitted to the other girls recently that she and Eric would sneak
off to the darndest places to get their freak on, as the
current saying went.

Nope! Hay smiled
as she looked over at Taranee. Its all her! The Chinese
girl sounded almost proud, and Taranee hung her head, blushing
slightly.

I dont know about
this, you guys, Will started. I think the Congregation would
have a fit if we stoop to using our powers for a booty call.
She used her fingers to make quote marks in the air for the last two
words, and Cornelia snorted.

I was originally
gonna ask if you could just send me to Meridian so I could visit with
Elyon. Talking to Caleb again would have been a perk, and an iffy
one at that. You know we didnt split on the best of terms,
right? The other girls nodded at Cornelia, and she continued.
The rest of the plan, booty call notwithstanding, does have
some basic merit. And we really could use the day away from home,
Will.

The door shook just
then, and they realized theyd been in there almost three minutes.
Aargh! Okay, to be continued, Will swore, unlocking the door
while Hay popped her Air-bubble. A trio of very familiar little old
ladies came stumbling in through the door when it unexpectedly opened
before them, and hurriedly straightened themselves before the
Guardians.

There you go, Hazel,
I told you it was just stuck Oh, hello, girls! My, we do meet in
the strangest places, dont we? The bright-eyed woman with
silver hair in front stepped away from her companions. The young
women couldnt believe their eyes. Bawdy Maude seemed to be
everywhere lately, her two equally chipper companions right behind
her. Hazel made her excuses and rushed into the first open stall,
while their tallest friend Daphne (Who the teens had discovered over
Christmas break was Dean Collins widowed mother!) went over to the
sinks to apply a bit of rouge to her paling cheeks.

The other girls all
looked at Irma, who just made a strangled peep, before she
walked purposefully back out of the ladies room. Maude and the
rest of the Guardians just eyed each other amusedly for a second, and
then Hay cracked up laughing. She couldnt help it. Slowly
leaning over the sink next to her, she let the whole situation go in
peals of laughter, while the others followed suite, if with a little
more decorum. Taranee stepped forward and gave Maude a hug, while
Daphne and Will leaned into each other for a European kiss to each
cheek.

What kind of trouble
are you three getting into tonight? Cornelia asked Hazel Hale (no
relation) when she made her way out of her stall.

Oh, just seeing what
the young people are doing these days, she answered, with a wink.
She seemed to be having difficulty with her skirt, and turned her
left side to Cornelia. Could you be a dear and get this, it seems
to be stuck. Cornelia looked down past Hazels hefty waistline,
to see she was fighting with the zipper. The problem was immediately
obvious.

Just a loose thread,
Hazel, she said, telekinetically pushing the offending string back
out of the zippers path, and giving the tab a firm yank. It slid
up easily.

Thank you, dear,
her honorary extra aunt said with a smile. We couldnt help
noticing you were all here with that band from the party. Which one
are you dating, Cornelia?

To the other girls
amazement, Cornelia actually blushed. None of them, she
admitted. Im still with Caleb. At least I hope I
am,
she added to herself. Hes away on family business
right now, and Dom and I are just along for the company. She knew
the older ladies didnt need to ask who the others were seeing,
their seating arrangements, and their interactions so far tonight,
were obvious enough clues, and very little got past these ladies.

Well, dont let us
keep you, girls, Im sure the boys are anxiously awaiting your
return, Maude said with a ribald wink. As the Guardians went past
them, she gave Hay Lin an unexpected swat to the backside. And
you behave yourself, young lady. Therell be plenty of time for
that kind of shenanigans when youre our age. Right ladies?
Hazel and Daphne both cackled at Hays furiously flushed cheeks,
and the girls scampered back to their seats, to find Irma was telling
the boys about the Guardians previous meetings with the three
little old ladies in detail.

and Daphne seems
like the quiet one, I know, but get a little champagne in her, and
watch out! Arent I right, Will? Her leader could only nod
numbly, remembering the antics a very drunk Daphne had gotten up to
at the Collins New Years party.

Matt took her hand to
help her back around to her seat, and kept hold of it afterwards.
So what was the conference for, Babe? he asked
telepathically. She blushed looking up at him.

Taranee had an
idea for tonight, so we can spend some more time together.

She looked furtively around, sure the other girls could tell what she
and Matt were talking about from her blush alone. Something
about meeting up at the Silver Dragon and spending the weekend in
Meridian camping.
She couldnt believe she was seriously
thinking this over. But one peek at the hungry look that crossed
Matts face reawakened some tawdry memories of her birthday a few
days earlier, and she gulped, suddenly breathless.

She distinctly heard
Hay giggling as the Air Guardian told Taranee Thats three!
telepathically. The pair both looked at Irma expectantly.

Irma just glared at her
fellow Guardians surreptitiously. And what am I getting out of
this trip?
She was being facetious of course, but the other
girls knew where she was coming from. Her and Martin were constantly
breaking up and getting back together, and he was the only one of the
Guardians boyfriends who didnt know the truth. Joel was
alright, and hed been Matts friend and bandmember since before
the girls had become the Champions of Candracar, but she was pretty
sure he wasnt the one for her, either. She definitely
didnt want to be the one to drag a potential new boyfriend off to
Meridian, expose them all, and then not have things work out
with the guy.

You know, Irma,
Hay said with a naughty wink. Aldarns always liked you

Irma stared at her best
friend since forever! And when did you find this
out, Hay Meiying Lin?
Hay Lin blushed until she matched
Wills hair.

Th-that first
Saturday after
She never had to finish the sentence. The
other girls all gaped at her, along with Eric, Nigel, and Matt,
included in the conversation by contact with their individual
sweethearts. They all knew when Hay was talking about. The
probable circumstances behind what must have sparked such an intimate
conversation between the Air Guardian and the Meridian blacksmith
were painfully obvious to them all.

Oh my God,
Hay Lin. You and Aldarn? Cornelia accidentally asked out
loud, but thankfully, Joel was in the bathroom and Dominic was saying
something band-related to Nigel. Or so they thought.

Whoa, wait. Whos
Aldarn? Keyboarder and Bassist both asked, while Eric looked at
Hay like shed gone insane all over again.

Calebs best
friend back home, kinda like Im Hay-hays, Irma said, trying
to defuse the conversation before Joel got back. He was visiting
Caleb for Halloween last year. The guy in the green Darth Maul
outfit, she added, seeing the twos blank confusion. Nigel
nodded suddenly, catching on to who she was referring to, and then
looked at Dom as well.

Green Darth Maul
Hey, wasnt he the guy who couldnt dance? Dominic vaguely
remembered a tall guy with green skin and a ring of horns on his head
at the Halloween party whod gotten dragged out to the dance floor
by two of the girls, only to end up doing something that looked like
a very jerky, fast-paced waltz to We are the Champions / We Will
Rock You with Will and Irma! He looked over at Hay Lin. You
slept with him, too? As she hung her head, her blush now taking
over her whole upper body, he whistled low. Damn, girl, who
didnt you go after?

Nigel and Taranee both
coughed distractingly, (they hoped,) and Eric gave Dom an
unmistakable Drop it! glare. The keyboard player held
his hands up in surrender, just before Joel came back to the table.

Guys, the line for
the john is unbelievable. So whatd I miss? he asked, but
everyone busied themselves with their plates simultaneously. Joel
shrugged and dug back into his half-rack of ribs, dismissing the odd
behavior in favor of hunger.

Hay-hay, just how
bad did it get that week?
Eric asked privately. He didnt
want to end up in Meridian and having to defend her in an Honor Duel
over something shed had no control over. If she could fess up
now, they could put the whole thing to rest without it becoming an
even bigger issue later.

Are you sure you
want to know?
she sent back, worrying her bottom lip. He
nodded, more worried for her than about any surprise she could spring
on him at this point. Well, after Friday night, we went home,
and I didnt see you all weekend because we were helping Elyon in
Meridian, trying to recapture her stupid brother Phobos. You know
how
that ended, so I wont tell you that part again.
She burrowed into his side again, now miserable about reliving the
memory of her Week in Hell and worse, having to admit the whole
thing to him. We got separated on Saturday tracking possible
leads, and Aldarn and I ended up getting chased into this maze of
tunnels that didnt connect to the Infinite City. We got lost, and
ended up well, kinda like
we did that second night,
qingren. But we got interrupted by Cedric, who captured us,
and when he took us back to where he and Phobos were hiding out, he
thought hed torture the location of the other Guardians out of me
by continuing where Aldarn stopped.
She looked up at him,
her almond eyes haunted.

Guys? I I need
some air. Ill be right back. Hay stood up, and started for
the distant front entrance. Eric? she sent, having to
open her telepathic signal up to the other girls as well to project
it to him at that distance. He practically jumped out of his seat to
follow her at the tone of terror in her mental voice. She welcomed
his arm around her suddenly shaking shoulders as they continued out
of Dave & Busters, pausing long enough to get their hands stamped
at the door.

The two had walked out
to Erics beat-up Reliant K-car, halfway out across the giant
parking lot, before she could stop shaking. She stood unnaturally
stiff, though, and he could tell she was still fighting against some
of her worst memories. Hay-hay. You dont have to tell me
anything you dont want to. I just want you to be able to get past
this, and usually telling somebody helps, yknow? He pulled her
in close reassuringly, and soon, she sighed and relaxed again.

Thanks, qingren.
But I really do want to tell you this. More, I think I need
to tell you. Especially you. Hay looked up at him, her eyes full
of tears. Just promise you wont hate me when Im done,
okay?

Eric pulled her in for
a long, tender kiss, feather-light enough not to start her on one of
her downward spirals, but loving enough that she couldnt doubt
what he said next. Ive already forgiven you anything your
Drop could have done wrong, amante. Just, tell me so
youre not carrying it inside anymore; tell me so you can stop
hurting, yourself.

O-okay, here goes,
then, she said, boosting herself onto the hood of his car.

(Authors note:
Im not going to get into Hay Lins story to Eric here. For
those truly interested in her tale of woe, check out my companion
story, I just cant help myself Its an ongoing M-rated
exploration of the darker side of Astral Drop mishandling, and will
explain several things about this series and their sequel, Mystic.
Enjoy, read, and review. Catch ya on the flipside, A J.
)

w.i.t.c.h.

Taranee had followed
the pair out with her telepathy, and was distressed to find they had
almost completely left her sensing range without even leaving the
parking lot. God, this place was huge. She could tell Hay was
calmer now, though, and told the other girls that their youngest
Guardian was okay. Theyd all gotten worried about her when she
took off like that. Fortunately, Eric seemed to be good for her, and
to her, in more ways than the obvious. She and Will both
smiled at their respective dates in reassurance.

Irma sighed. Dont
worry, guys, she told Joel and Dominic. Ericll protect
her. Even from herself, she added privately. That
boy loves her like flowers love sunshine an showers. Glancing
over at Taranee, she grinned and sent, Theyre probably
making out in his car already.

Doubtful, Waves.
The guilt finally got to her. Shes fessing up as we speak. To
all of it, Taranee added, when Irma turned to stare
right at her. Irma blushed, and Taranee nodded. He may love
her, but he might not speak to the
rest of us ever again.
Irma gulped and nodded back.

Joel had meanwhile
noticed their silent byplay. Whatre you two arguing about,
Irma? Usually its Corny we have to keep you away from.

Dont call me
Corny! the Earth Guardian fired off venomously, and Will jumped
nearly a foot next to her, proving that all the girls were still on
edge about something. Even if they all pretended that Hay was
fine, something else was going on … but what?

Hey Nigel, lets
go see whats keeping Hay and Eric, hmmmm? Taranee murmured low
to her boyfriend. She cast a worried glance to Will, then stood up.
Nigel followed her with a muttered curse only Dom heard as they
headed towards the door.

Dominic had never
mentioned his liaison with Hay to Joel, and he wasnt about to
spill the beans now. Instead, he had merely alluded to her many
passes as something hed resisted with Herculean effort. It was
mostly true, too; after her first seduction of him, his personal
shame had kept his willpower from giving in again. Besides, (though
he would never admit it to Eric out loud!) he was just as much in
love with her, and the other girls, as Matt, Nigel and Eric.

Now, he realized the
trouble Hay Lin had been in back in October must have been part of
something larger, and the three guys and the other girls were still
trying to protect the Chinese beauty. First they had to throw Joel
off the trail though, and the blonde drummer wasnt making it easy.

Matt, cmon. Ive
known you as long as Irmas known Hay Lin. Whats going on?
Whats wrong? Joel asked, leaning forward over the table
earnestly.

Uh, look man, its
Hays personal problem, and I just dont think I can really tell
you about it without her say-so. Understand? Matt exchanged a
sorrowful look with Will, and she hung her head.

She knew they couldnt
keep Hay Lins hormonal meltdown a complete secret; too many people
had been inadvertently entangled with the Air Guardians sexual
misadventures. But to tell anybody the barest hint of the truth
behind her bizarre behavior skirted dangerously close to exposure for
all the Guardians. They had all agreed back during Hays week of
Hell that no one would ever be told the whole story unless they were
already part of their inner circle.

Now they were using
that very promise to Hay to fight off the curiosity of one of their
best friends. It smacked of a horrible hypocrisy. Joels
simultaneously hurt and confused expression was just a sign of
another victim of the madness.

Hes right, Joel.
If Hay-hay wants us to know, shell tell us. Its not like she
could keep a secret, anyway, Dom told his blonde-haired friend.
The other girls groaned, sharing a look of resignation. While it was
true that Hay hadnt let on to any of the people shed involved
herself with that week that her problem was anything other than
loooong-pent-up hormones, (and her genuinely loving nature
thrown into brutal relief,) that she had started to play the
field was a distressing rumor she was still trying to live down.
The Guardians were just glad that they had thus far escaped
undiscovered.

Guess Im just
lucky I can convince Martin that some girls need a lot more time away
from their guys than others,
Irma sent to the other two, then
her normally animated features became crestfallen. Oh, God,
Ive done it again,
she moaned, starting to pick at her
vegetable alfredo forlornly. Guess youre not the only one
who needs to make facetime with her boyfriend, Corny lia.

The Earth Guardian
smiled at her Watery friend at the amended sending. There, there,
Irma. Youll get over it eventually.

Matt and Will meanwhile
were holding hands under the table, too nervous to eat anymore, but
unwilling to walk out to check on their other friends at the expense
of those still at the table. Small talk time, Will told
him telepathically, then sent out a question to Taranee, figuring the
Fire Guardian and Nigel had had enough time to meet up with Eric and
Hay Lin.

w.i.t.c.h.

The four had indeed
caught up with each other. Hay was still sitting on the front of
Erics car, crying softly into his shirtfront as he embraced her.
She had confessed every sordid detail of her week of wantonness, and
now was decompressing noisily while Taranee and Nigel just stood
nearby in silent support.

Wills mental query
caught up with Taranee, and she sent back their current situation.
Nigel walked them around to the back of Erics Horizon, leaned
against the trunk, and pulled her into his arms as well. Fending off
the echoes of Hays guilt and grief, Taranee relaxed slowly against
him, sighing. Think shell be okay? he murmured lowly.

Someday, Taranee
answered, giving her Airy friend an encouraging smile around his
shoulder. Hay, having heard them both, smiled back shyly, and a pang
went through the Fire Guardian at the reversal of their roles. With
a great sniff and a final sigh, Hay settled her length firmly against
Eric with a tremulous grin. And just like that, the Chinese girl was
back to her vivacious self or as near as shed been recently.

Taranee gasped at the
sudden surge of pure lust that Hay Lin emitted as she dug her hands
into Erics clothes, pulling his shirt out of his jeans and ripping
the front of the button-up flannel open in complete disregard of the
late January temperatures around them, the eyes of passersby, or his
buttons. Then she burrowed her face into his chest, exulting in the
roar of his heartbeat as she ran her hands around his back and down
his ass to pull him closer.

The Fire Guardian was
just barely cognizant of her mimicking of Hays actions, only
brought back to reality at the feel of hairy skin under her fingers
and Nigels gasp of shock at her uncharacteristic brazenness …
and the late January air.

Holy shit! Taranee,
please, dont tell me shes contagious He pushed
her back to arms length, giving her an extra shake to clear the
superheated fog from her mind.

Slowly coming back to
her senses, Taranee blinked up at him in shock, then glared over at
the completely unrepentant Air Guardian snuggled into her boyfriends
coat with Eric. Hay had locked her legs behind his thighs as well,
and Taranee and Nigel could see the bizarre mix of desire and
discomfiture running over his expression.

You have no shame
left, do you? Taranee teased, trying not to smile at the happy-cat
look Hay gave her while shaking her head.

The question is,
do
you? Hay returned telepathically, with a nod at the Fire
Guardians handiwork on Nigels shirt. Taranee flushed as she
looked back at Nigel, who was re-securing the few buttons that had
survived her copycat maneuver. Taranee, catching sight of his fuzzy
chest through the large gaps before he tucked the ruins back in
better, couldnt help but think back to the sensory memory of the
feel of him under her hands. Her fingers itched to repeat the
experience, and she looked back at Hay in aggravation.

Not anymore, Hay,
she muttered in freshly-realized frustration. Come on, you three,
weve got a camping trip to plan. Turning back to the
restaurant/arcade, she wended her way unsteadily through the parked
cars, fighting down the hot surges of sexual craving Hay had helped
awaken in her. She was only vaguely aware of the other three
following her at a slightly more sedate pace. This was going to be a
long night.

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