Fairy Guaridian - Rainbow Flame Ch18

Turning around slowly and not quite believing anyone is actually in my dreams. As a child, it was me in the fairy realm playing and having fun. Then got here to The Shadow King nightmare. Who has come to my dream? 

Now getting a good look at him, two words pirate with a presence of an Arabian prince. Long black hair, black dark eyes, mustache, clothes right out of any pirate movie with the sword too. Can I dream up a man? Helly did kind of warn me off her son and to try different pastures. Maybe this is a trial run. Okay I am game and sick of being scared.

"Hello back to you? Who are you?" Saying in a smooth voice, flirty but not overly done. It's my dream. Carson is time to have some fun. Smiling more fully at him. He looked a little taken back by my smile and then gives one of his own. 

"Since you have come to my dream. My name is Carson and you are supposed to be?" Trying again for him to speak, come closer to me. My mystery man. He walks slowly to me. My pirate was checking all of me out. Stopping to view certain areas with a longer linger. Felt seen and beautiful. This was nice for a change from the normal gross looks from men.  

Grabs my right and brings it to his lips. Could not feel if it was hot or cold but sensed it was warm. Tilts his face to me, "My name is Damien. And it seems you brought me to your dream. Since hardly anyone in this fairy realm could do such a thing. I was curious and had to meet you."

A cold finger came down my spine, "You mean you're from here? The fairy realm? I pulled you. I mean your real?" Shaky voice. Did I bring him here? Who is he? He lets go of my hand, sits down with his back to the tree and closes his eyes. "I will not bite. Sit with me."

Deciding to be bold and a little daring, I sit next to him. Close my eyes. We sit in comfortable silence until he speaks, "I am outsider in my own realm. A monster to some. A savior to others." Not wanting to break the spell and feeling safer with the tree at my back I let him speak. 

"When this realm was made. I was made with the Queen and King. Full Pureblood. Except I was different. A beast that did not belong. Not enough. Picture the most delicious meal spread before you," hearing his words as seeing a Thanksgiving Regina and I shared. "And you can never take a bite. Or picture a beautiful sun just outside the cave but you can never truly feel it on your skin." 

Not knowing what to say. My mother isolated me. I felt like an outsider my whole life. No magic Ember stated to me. I am an outsider here too, like him. Flawed human with no light magic. Sensing some kind of bond with him. I placed my hand on his arm, but this time felt it. That was cool. Then stated softly to him, "Sorry you have been made to feel like that here. I am to an outsider to this realm. Why you are here with me? In this dreamscape?" Detecting his head turning to me, opening my eyes and staring at the darkest eye. Eyes of midnight. 

"I think someone wants me to know you," Getting up off the ground and reaching for my hand. Giving him my left hand. He pushes me against him. Placing my hand on his shoulder for balance. He is not that much taller than me. "Carson. I am glad that we have gotten a chance to know each other. Not many here in the fairy realm have ever taken the time to get to know me. But your here less than a week and wanted to say Hi. I am touched," bringing his golden dark amber hand to his chest. "For a human you're not too bad. But I will tell you, you're becoming more being here. Evolving, Cara, there is magic in you. I can sense it" 

"I am just human. No magic, Plain Jane." Looking into his depth his gaze. Like Helly, he knows something I do not know. "Cara, your magic brought me here. You're a Dreamwalker, a very rare skill for any fairy." Reaches behind my back with both arms to bring me closer to him. Then takes his head down closet to my face, and whispers in my right ear, "Want me to pull your magic out of you Cara? Feel the magic of this land pulse through you?" 

Instead of answering because I can barely swallow. Who knows dark and stormy is a frequency. Plug me in. Tilting my head up and down to give him to the sign to do what he has plans. Willing to participate. Pleasure courses through me. A thrill of what is to come.  

"Then let me show you," flips me around so now he is at my back. Feeling his muscled chest on my back with his sword strap cutting in by my shoulder blades. I can feel more in this dream. Like added special strokes to a painting. Wow. 

"The key to magic, it has to be accessed through our hearts," touching just above my breasts. Breathing is coming in short. Tightness and anticipation come though my body. He continues, "not your mind." Soft kiss to my neck. "Close your eyes, put your palms up, and relax," doing as he commands. "Next I want you to picture a flame coming from your hand," places his hand back over my heart. Getting the picture. Love comes to mind. The flame is love. Love is the flame. 

"Now open your eyes Carson," awe in his voice. Opening them and there in front of me is my hands filled with rainbow fire. Moving my hands but the flame does not go out. How cool. Wait until Hal sees this. Pulling myself out of the spell he put me under and feeling guilty. Flames go away. Turning around and putting some space between us. Hal even ruins good sexy man dreams. Damn him.

"Thank you Damien," saying in a much less flirty way and more friendly one. Instead of getting mad or upset, he touches my left cheek, "We shall meet again Cara." Then he disappears and leaves me staring at the tree. Weird. But back to the flame until darkness seeps in my dream. I can feel the wave of death coming over It was ready to suck me in. I must have screamed.

"Carson. Car. Wake up!" Someone was shaking me. And pulled me out of what looked to be nightmare two. Woke up fast and hit something hard. Felt my head being crushed. "Ouch. Dang Car. Last time I wake you up." Seeing who was my savior and tormentor. "Hal. I am so sorry." Getting out of the bed and looking at his nose. Head hurt but still hate inflicting anyone with pain. 

"Let me look. You baby." Crawling over to him and placing my hands on either side of this face to check out his nose. It was red. Then blue flame licks it over and all back to normal. Magic is cool. Silver eyes look into mine. "What are you wearing Car?" Hands roaming freely on either side of my ribs. Goosebumps feeling come over me. Then remembering my dream, and almost hot and heavy with dream guy. But with Hal, I did not want to pull away like dream guy. Moth to the flame. 

Maybe if we just sleep together. Mystery solved. Move on. "Your shirt. You left me with no room or clothes Hal." Remembering his question. Maybe I should give him three questions. Smiling. "Question number one Hal. Two more and your done." Then he is tickling me. "Think your funny little human." 

Both laughing. Playing. Until I finally say, "Okay Hal. Stop," more panting breathe. "You win." Now he has got me pinned with his legs and his shirt is almost up high enough to reveal no underwear. Did I care? Not really. Thoughts come from the talk with Helly and dispel whatever this is. "Did you find Anna?" Hal gave the look and knew what I was doing and played along but still kept me captured.

"She is indeed missing. Her and Michael had a fight about something. Shocker.," getting more comfortable and deciding to move us magically under the covers. Yes, he had no shirt on. Why is he making this difficult? Trying to focus. Anna. Missing. Possibly in horrible danger. Thinking on hot sex. Bad Carson. 

Kept talking like this was having no effect on him, "Never thought to see the day Michael would ever even raise his voice at our blessed sister. He would not tell Lily about what," taking a pause like something just occurred to him. "Did my father say that Anna was the one to tell him Michael had no magic and basically got him tossed in the woods?" Saying the words outload but was not asking me directly. 

"That bitch cost me my magic. If I was not so busy dealing with thoughts of you, Anna I would have spoken. At length" pushing me back from him. Okay now cold again. Helly is right. Sitting up with the headboard at my back and making sure the blankets cover me. "It's not my fault any of this happened. Maybe she was just a kid and did not know your father was cruel." 

Pulling his hands through his hair. He looked tired. "Sorry, Car. Not your fault. Any of it." Laying his head back on the pillow, closing his eyes, and crunching his face. "I have been ruling the fairy realm since I was twenty-five years old. Not going to bore you with how old I am but it's been a minute. Each sibling was born five years apart. That way the line of succession was never in question. After my father took my magic at twenty, he could not hold it for very long. It felt like eternity for me. Like I explained to you before about punishing another fairy without due cause, brings in dark magic or for a Fairy King a deeper cost." 

Opening his eyes and looking at me, "My father lost some of his magic to me. That level of magic given directly to a fairy without warning, is almost like getting burned alive.  Their magic courses through your whole system like a tornado." What the hell happened to him. Forgetting my hurt feelings. Get closer to him and wrap my right leg over him. Brings his arm to around me and places his jaw on my head. 

"I know my mother warned you against me," stiffening happened to my body with his words. His left arm rubs my back, "She is not wrong. But stars help me, I cannot keep away from you, but I cannot keep you either." Words just hung there. Body relaxed again. Head melting against his shoulder. "I know,' I feel the same. 

Then without warning, a rainbow flame comes off me and licks over both of us. Awe comes from me. It was not just in my dream. Hal rolls over to face me, and says...

"Carson, who taught you magic?"