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racheyace · 8 months ago

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Enemy Territory

A Merman/Fairy Romance - oneshot

Finley is a freshly recruited scout Fairy and prays for his days of flying round in circles to bring him something more exciting to report back with. Careful what you wish for Fin.

This story contains some swearing, some ogling at giant mermen and some angst. Enjoy! Approx 3000 words

Only one hour into my shift and I already wished for my day to be over, I’d been offered the job only a week ago and had been so proud that I was even considered to be a scout and now I longed for an occupation that was more exciting. My patience has always been very low, and I had figured scouts saw more action, than anyone else in the village, which I why I applied in the first place.

What I hadn’t accounted for was hours of flying back and forth with nothing to do. It wasn’t often that a human or any other creature breached our borders, and the glamour kept them away anyway, I sat on a low hanging branch and wondered why we even needed scouts anyway if we were so thoroughly protected that nothing could even get close to us. And then I heard it.

“Fuck!”

The voice was distant and had come from an easterly direction, outside our borders and towards the beach that skirted nearby. It wasn’t a place that was protected with magic and so it wasn’t often that fairies ventured toward the beach, we had a freshwater stream that ran through our village and that seemed to be enough for any Fae who craved the water.

However, the stream wasn’t enough for me, I had become pretty familiar with the beach lately, having nothing else to do and broadening my scouting circles wider in hopes of catching something exciting. We had all been told stories of Sirens and Merfolk and to steer clear of the ocean for that reason, but something about the salty air and a sunset on the horizon kept pulling me back.

With caution, my wings buzzed to life as I carefully flew in the direction of the beach, perhaps it was a human, perhaps it was a siren, whoever it was had piqued my curiosity and I had to know what their issue was.

As I flew closer, the trees became more spares and I found a safe branch, high out of reach and with a good vantage point of the shore. There I saw the most interesting thing I had probably ever seen.

There on the sand was a merman, his dark skin glistening with salt water, his dirty blonde hair was so knotted and so long it just about reached his tailbone. And his tail, immense as it was, flicked in agitation spreading the blood further through his aqua scales.

He growled in agitation, trying in vain to grip the fishhook that had lodged itself into the back of his tail, high enough that he wouldn’t be able to turn his tail to reach it and at an angle that his fingers simply couldn’t reach. Now I could very well sit and watch this creature struggle and I would laugh, but he would then also bleed out, and though the Fae and Merfolk were sworn enemies, I had no intention of watching someone die.

Sighing to myself I had to make a decision, it had been well over a century since the Fae of our village had even interacted with one of the merfolk, I never paid much attention in our history lessons, I don’t even know what the war was about. Surely generations later, this Merman would have no reason to see me as a threat, I would make it clear that I simply want to help. Yep, that’s what I’ll do.

“Hey seaweed brain, you need some help!?”

His aqua gaze instantly landed on me, his scowl deepened but I approached anyway, sort of like a beached whale, I knew he wouldn’t be able to move quickly on land. I stayed out of arms reach regardless, circling him slowly.

“Not from the likes of you, Pest.” He spat; he raised a hand to swat at me as if that would get the hint across. Unperturbed though I was, I approached closer, this time hovering around the fishhook, another place I knew for a fact he couldn’t reach.

“I could just, you know-“ I placed a hand on the hook and he hissed in pain, writhing violently I quickly zipped further away again. His piercing gaze met mine for a second time, the vibrant blue of his eyes mimicking the colour of his scales and I shivered.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” He roared and I raised my eyebrows at him.

A sat myself down on a rock jutting out of the sand, elbows on my knees as though waiting for him to figure it out himself then.

“Fine, I’ll just sit back and watch you bleed out then, can’t have any humans finding your body later so I guess I’ll have to bury you myself.” I sighed as though not looking forward to the future job at hand.

“You could just fuck off.”

“And have your discovery put my village in jeopardy!? Nope, it’s my job to ensure the safety of my fellow Fae, so I guess your stuck with me for a little while aye?”

He rolled his eyes before deciding to ignore me completely, he continued to struggle in vain to reach the fishhook. I must admit he was getting quite creative, twisting, and stretching his chiseled body this way and that, he even had the clever idea of trying to use a stick to reach, alas this only pushed on the hook causing him to hiss in pain again.

After probably an hour of failed attempts, he was starting to give up, his skin had grown paler, and I knew he wouldn’t be able to keep going much longer. With a powerful fury he slammed his fists into the sand.

“Neptune’s Ass!” He swore before slamming his body onto his side and breathing heavily, his back turned to me.

“I guess Merfolk really do swear like sailors.” I muttered.

“Piss off, midget.” His muttered response came.

I flew closer again, this time circling round to his face and resting my feet in the sand a good arm’s length away before offering my assistance again.

“Actually, midgets are human and quite a bit taller than the average Fae.” I said arms crossed over my chest. “You ready to accept some help yet? You’ve got maybe thirty more minutes before you bleed out completely.”

His eyes flicked toward the sand that was rapidly being soaked through with his blood before resting on mine again, he contemplated for a while before closing his eyes and muttering. “Fine.”

I smiled triumphantly and flew toward the wound site; I stood in the sand right before the fishhook and took a moment to marvel at the beauty of the scales before me. Each one twinkled brightly in the sun with subtle movements, each scale larger than my hand and I had to stop myself and hold back a boyish giggle as I realized I was staring at a Merman’s ass.

“Hurry up already!” The immense man growled from above, I rolled my eyes this time, wasn’t in such a hurry an hour ago I thought dryly.

I took a deep breath and grasped the arrowhead of the fishhook with both hands, pulling it out from this side would mean the serrated nooks on the hook wouldn’t pull chunks of flesh away with it. I planted my feet in the sand and pulled, the man overhead roared so loudly it continued ringing in my ears, but I guess I couldn’t blame him, this had to be painful.

“Al-most-THERE!” With one final tug I managed to pull the hook right through which sent me sprawling backwards into the sand and then my whole world shook. The Merman was moving, he swiveled his body around, arms falling and sinking into the sand on either side of me. My eyes bugged as his face hung low over me, I felt like I was going to shit my pants. This bastard was trying to intimidate me after I just saved his fucking life, is he serious!

“Don’t eat me!” I shrieked, my voice becoming embarrassingly high pitched as I clung to the fishhook, embracing it like it would save me.

“Gross.” His face scrunched up as though he didn’t see me as a delicious thing to be devoured, I was mildly offended, I would be a delicious snack! Shut up Finley!

“You Fae have healing magic don’t you, heal me.” He demanded, his eyes fierce and commanding.

I pushed the hook off of my chest and quirked an eyebrow at him, I couldn’t believe this man right now!

“I was going to do that anyway asshole, what would be the point of taking out the hook just to let you die anyway?”

His face softened then, and he muttered a half hearted ‘Oh’ before backing up a bit.

“Now turn around and give me your ass again.” I said standing and dusting off my hands when I looked up at him, his eyebrows were sky high holding an incredulous look.

“Ah, not like that fish-brain, just...turn around.”

He complied without another word, swiveling so that the wound site was once again before me, still oozing out blood. Healing was not my forte and it would likely leave a scar, but he would live.

I placed my hands on the wound eliciting a wince from the Merman, but I kept going, I recited the words I had been taught as a child, scarred into my brain like most essential spells had been at a young age. If I had practiced more, I’d be better at it, but this would have to do, my hands developed a soft green glow and seeped into the wound, slowly stitching the flesh and scales back together.

“Why are you helping me?” His voice was void of all aggression and malice that it had held throughout our entire interaction, replaced instead with a genuine curiosity, why would I care about the likes of him?

“Because your injured.” I said wondering why that hadn’t been obvious. “I guess I would hope that if you ever found a Fairy in trouble, maybe you would help.”

“Hmmm.” Was all he said in response, I finished up the healing spell and took my hands off of his tail, wiping the blood from his wound on my pants.

“Besides, I meant it when I said I’d have to hide your body if you died.” I continued, smiling at my handiwork and then wondering what I should do now. A part of me wanted to zip off back into the forest, this creature was my enemy and was very capable of killing me in an instant now that I’d healed him. And yet, another part of me wanted to stay, something about this man increasingly intrigued me and it wasn’t just his shimmery ass.

He let out a short laugh before swiveling back around slowly this time to face me, sitting comfortably in the sand, he eyed my handiwork briefly before speaking.

“You’re nothing like I thought a fairy would be.” He said simply, colour had come back to his skin giving him an ethereal glow as he blocked out the sun above from me, essentially casting me in his shadow, but I didn’t mind it at all.

A blush filled my cheeks as he continued to stare down at me and I shook my head with a laugh, trying to keep the mood light.

“Yeah? Well, you weren’t exactly like the fairytales either.”

The corners of his lips curved into a small smile, he then lowered himself down into the sand, laying on his stomach with his arms crossed in front of me, lowering himself to my level instead of looming over me.

“What’s your name?” He asked.

“Finley.” I said simply, unsure of what exactly was happening, he’d seemed so menacing before and now, he was almost coming off as friendly.

“I’m Kairos, it’s been interesting to meet you Finley.”

He held out a finger in front of me, a handshake, was I forming an alliance with Merfolk? Was this the start of a new era? Calm down Fin, you’re not that important.

We stood there awkwardly for what felt like forever, his eyes were large and curious as he seemed to drink in all five inches of me over and over, like a Faeling cooing over a ladybug.

“So, uh- I guess I’ll see you around.” I said shoving my hands into my pockets and flicking my wings ready to fly.

“You don’t have to go.” He said.

“Why do you want me to stay? You’re healed, wouldn’t you prefer to be in the ocean?” I gestured toward the large expanse of sea before us, the sun was almost at it’s peak, my shift would be over soon.

I wonder if this is something I need to report?

“I kinda wanna see what you’ll do next.” He stated as though I were some kind of side show attraction. “And besides I can stay out of the water for hours, I don’t come on land often, so I’m making the most of it.”

“What do you want me to do, juggle?”

“Go on then.” He flourished his hand inviting me to take to the stage.

“Piss off.” I laughed. “Besides I can’t really juggle…” I added as an afterthought. “I can do this though…”

With a whispered incantation, I brought two brilliant flames to life, one in each hand. They flew from my hands and collided together in the air, creating a large fire ball that then danced around his head and in front of his eyes which were wide in amazement.

He reached out a finger as though to pop it like a balloon, before I could revert the spell, his finger touched the fiery ball and his hand jerked back as he hissed.

“It’s fire dumbass, it’s hot.” I said flatly, extinguishing the flame.

“That was fire?” He asked, clearly, he’d never been on land long enough to witness fire, well perhaps not close enough to know that it was hot.

“I guess you’d never see fire, living underwater.” I shrugged and then asked. “Do merfolk have magic?” It was a question that had been burning, I knew they were technically magical beings, but did that mean they could wield magic as the Fae could?

With that he planted his hands in the sand abruptly and pushed himself up to a sit, causing me to crane my neck back to keep on looking at his face, not that I minded a face full of his chest.

He flourished his hands at the ocean, and I was going to ask if he was, okay? I didn’t have to wonder long because after a few quick flicks of his fingers there was a bubble of water.

It floated on the surface of the ocean before Kairos beckoned it closer and it gingerly flew toward us before hovering above me. Within the watery sphere there were patterns forming as the water within it swirled in constant movement, it was mesmerizing, and then it popped.

“Bastard!” I swore as I was unceremoniously drenched with water from wing to feet, I gave my wings a flick, but they were heavy with water, great, looks like I’ll be walking home.

Above me the Merman was positively cackling with laughter, his shoulders shaking and his eyes sparkling with joy, right, so this was payback.

“Hardy Ha, very funny, you’ve soaked my wings through though idiot, now I’m stuck here.”

I realized my mistake as soon as the words left my mouth, I’d just admitted to a known enemy of the Fae that they had made me vulnerable, as well as revealing a vital weakness of our kind.

“Is that so?” His eyes turned dark like they had the first time his eyes had landed on me, with no warning whatsoever, the giant jerk had his hand wrapped around my waist, fortunately my hands remained free, and I readily started thumping on his knuckles.

My hands lit with flames, and I was about to show him a real show when he turned me around to face away from him and a warm breeze blew my hair forward.

I froze, flames dying on my fingers, and I fought to stop the involuntary shiver that ran through me as he blew another breeze over my wings. I twisted my head around trying to catch his face, but my eyes only zeroed in on his large lips pressed together as they blew another gust over me.

“W-what are you doing?” I barely mustered the words to speak at all, I was in some form of shock, fear, and confusion as to what the hell he was doing to me.

“I’m drying your wings, what does it look like?” His breath was so close to me that his words vibrated through me, and I couldn’t fight the shiver this time.

I managed a weak ‘Oh’ before another warm breeze rocked me, my body began to relax, my eyes closed and I sank into the oddly blissful feeling that came from each of his immense and gentle warm breaths against my body.

The feeling came to an end too soon however because he then began to lower me back to the ground, releasing me onto my jelly legs that very nearly gave way under me as I turned to face him once more.

“Well, it’s been fun shorty, but I should get going.”

I nodded my head like a guppy before shaking the stupor off of my face and actually responding.

“Yeah uh, me too actually, my shifts almost over so-“

“Thanks for saving my life.” He cut me off. “Will you be back to the beach again? Or have I scared you away for life now?”

“Ha, you my friend, are not scary, and yeah I visit occasionally, might see you here, maybe under better circumstances next time yeah?”

He laughed softly and gave me a small nod.

“See you next time Finley.”

With that he edged himself closer to the water and before I knew it, he was gone, quick as a flash and only a playful flap of his aqua fin to show that whatever had just happened had actually happened.

Smiling ruefully to myself I took to the sky and headed back towards home, perhaps being a scout wasn’t so bad and besides I was healing a relationship between Fae and Merfolk, what’s the worst that could happen?

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