Alder's Way((Crystalfox&Atrius Night))

It had started out in one small cottage on the fringe of the small hamlet called Alder's way. Mary Bren was struck with some odd sort of sickness, one day she went to bed the next she awoke paler and then the night after that weaker. When asked what brought it on a deep blush would cover her once tan cheeks and she'd claim she didn't feel well to send them away. It wasn't long before she refused to get out of bed. Soon the sickness began to spread after that from house to house. Teens both male and female seemed to be affected. Children and married adults were not.

The mayor of the city was a portly man who had two children of his own. One male, one female. Twins actually and they both took after there dark haired mother. They had wide expressive eyes and dark brown hair, both were shorter then one would think and the female Hailey was quite lovely. She had full blossoming curves that made her look older then merely 16 summers. Her brother Taylor was similar though it was his physical prowess that seemed impressive at times. When the sickness had hit close to their home they'd been confined to their house. However that didn't stop them.

Even the night after their maid's daughter was hit the pair snuck out to visit her. They new the danger and when they went to the servants house they saw her. Pale and sickly tossing in her bed her eyes shut tighter then normal. "Oh god..." she called out softly the sound resembling more of a moan then anything else.”Kate?" Hailey called softly hoping to rouse her friend. "Kate?" but she did not awaken.

"It comes in her dreams." the voice caught them off guard; it was Kate's mother Angel. "She was fine when she went to bed last week but it's been getting worse. It never seems like she's in pain though, in fact she enjoys it far too much. I worry whatever it is may take her life soon enough. That Mary girl is near death they say she stares at the wall almost all day and hardly sleeps." the small woman stood and gathered her skirts. "You two should go off to bed before it gets you as well." Nodding the two departed.

"It's so strange Taylor." Hailey began "It seemed like she was writing in pleasure did it not?" though being a virgin she didn't know nor did he.
"I'm not sure but it doesn’t hurt whatever it is. Come on when need to get to our rooms before father finds us." and the two were off. It was when Taylor was safe in bed he began to think about what was going on with the village teens. Gradually he drifted off into an uneasy sleep while his sister Hailey remained totally awake.

As one twin lay worried and awake, sleep overtook her brother......

It was dark, that much could be said for certain.

Taylor lay in absolute blackness, no indication of up or down. He might very well be floating or falling, with nothing to indicate one way or the other. The only sensation in the darkness was cold, chill and deep, the sort that made one long for the blankets of one's own bed. Hadn't he been in bed mere moments before? Was Hailey here too?

Just then, as he attempted to gather his wits about him, there was a brush of something warm against his bare foot, almost tickling. Then another brush, this time almost like a hand slid across his slim but muscular chest. A shiver ran through him as the almost-touch passed. In it's absence the cold seem all the deeper, seeping into his very bones. It was with a start that the young man realized he was without clothes in this place, even his nightclothes he'd worn mere moments before.

The warmth slid down his back, once more like a ghostly hand....No substance but the feeling that something was there, it longer longer this time, but it moved on all to quickly, the icy chill rushing in to fill the void....

The teen was confused to be certain, phantom touches left goosbumps in thier wake. At first he figured it had to be some sort of dream, for the warmth that brushed his body was not painful in the least. However the nudity was bothersome even if the touches were not. Though as far as Taylor was aware he'd never had a dream like this.

"H...Hello?" he spoke and the sound carried as the touch became more solid stroking his chest and back. He tried to look around but found outside of his mouth nothing moved on his command. Dark Blue eyes searched the darkness for any sign of movement or life but nothing stood out. Sighing softly he figured the dream couldn't harm him. Plus he secretly wanted it to continue, after all he was a healthy teenage boy, and those touches were so sensual.

"Hello...." Replied an androgynous voice in the dark, as the warm touch passed over the youth's cheek, a feeling acompanying it, like a satin glove across his skin.

"Are you not frightened, all alone out here....?" asks the voice as once more it passed it's delicious warmth across his chest, his nipples hardened by the intense cold getting that silken touch this time.

"Afraid of what might be out there....?" The touch lingers longer than before, gliding a slow wandering path down his chest and stomach before once more teasingly touching his cheek...

Taylor was indeed frightened, this dream seemed too real. And though his body responded eagerly to the phantom hand hand his mind racing. Who was this, what was this? "What are you?" he called out his voice a mere whisper from before. There was something off about this but he couldn't place his finger on it. "Who...are you?" still it never dawned on the brunette that this could be what was causing the wasting sickness, it was just far too surreal.

"Me? I'm nothing....." Said the voice in the dark, this time no caress accompanying it, simply the icy chill of this void place.

"Or....Perhaps everything....." This time the satin touch seemed to wrap invisible fingers about his young manhood, stroking...long and slow...coaxing.....

"Perhaps....a friend...?" this time the voice seemed closer like a hot breath upon his ear, all the while the delicate touch continued to caress his maleness....teasing...enticing...

The teen shivered as the bone deep chill assaulted him literarily taking his breath away. The voice had seemed so far away for a moment and he desperately wanted it back. He hated the coldness, the loneliness that seemed to follow when the touch left him.

His back arched in surprise a gasp escaping his lips, taking a deep breath he shuttered as his shaft began to awaken for the hand that stroked him so slowly. "Friend? P...please don't leave again. It's so cold without you." he whispered his eyes shutting in pleasure.

In the waking world shiver raced through his sleeping form, though he was sweating. No one seemed to answer to the strangled sounds he made in his sleep. As a matter of fact, the guards at his door were both absent called away by his father to patrol the streets.

"Shh, fear not sweetling..." Cooed the voice, still right at the youth's ear, satin fingers expertly fondling the center of his burgeoning masculinity.

"I'll be here....as long as you want me." it whispered liked a promise, a third touch began at his waist, sliding around slowly and up his stomach and chest, banishing the cold as it passed.

"....as long as no one else knows...." it said as the chill on his back was dissipated, the shape of his new 'friend' becoming clearer in his mind as he could envision someone larger hugging him from behind, wrapping one arm about him as the other continued it's heavenly touch to his boyhood, bending down to constantly whisper their honeyed words to his ear, clasping him to their muscular chest......

Somewhere in the back of his mind as the disembodied voice became solid. He realized it was a male. A man who touched him so expertly making him harden in the long fingered hand. Why would he want to make this wonderful touch go away? It sent chills along his spine and he pressed his head against the solidifying shoulder, his lips parted in the beginnings of pleasure.

"I don't want you to go away. I wont tell a soul, not even my sister." he mumbled unaware of what he was agreeing to. There was just something almost intoxicating about being held against a very male chest, and it was just a dream right?

"Goooood" Cooed the voice in his ear the feel of lips brushing against the tender skin, "Now don't forget...." it whispered as the unseen hand on his chest slid down, joining it's opposite and then sliding lower to slowly caress the twin sources of the boy's untried seed.

"Now.....You mentioned a sister...." the voice whispered, this time the gentle wetness of a tongue grazed his ear as the youth was, literally, pumped for information.

Meanwhile in the waking world and not that far from the tempted and tantalized lad, his sister was feeling a growing lassitude, despite the worries that plagued her she felt herself slowly, inexpicably slipping into sleep....

Hailey hadn't been aware of falling asleep until she entered the very familer dreamscape of her twin brother. Well it was usually familer, this darkness wasn't at all like him, though she didn't feel the cold he did. Slowly her brother began to materialize to her and what she was seeing had her blushing. He was being pleasure, by a man though she could make out no further details. What made it worse was she'd never bothered to learn how to return to her own dreams so she was stuck until he woke up.

Taylor's hips bucked and he let out a soft sounding plee as both hands pleasured him. "Y...yes a sister she, she's my twin." he said between what closely resembled pants and moans.

Back arching he could feel the pressure slowly begin to build after so little touching. His body was unused to such stimulation.

"Your twin...?" The voice whispered in surprise, this time pausing to nibble at the youth's ear.

"But twins are so close, surely you tell her everything.....?" One hand slid up the youth's stomach, pinching his nipple.

"Can you resist...telling her the very next time you see her...?" the voice cooed emphasizing it's words with a few strokes, but slowing down....not wanting the eager young seed spent before the proper time......

Some distance away, what was invisible to the boy, the girl could see. A tall and androgynous figure, lithe yet muscular, with pale blue-white skin and long shoulder-length black hair. Red eyes looked possessively at the boy as the being coaxed the words it wanted from rapt lad.

"I...I can resist!" he practically shouted his voice holding the edge of want clearer then before. His eyes were shut tightly as he leaned against what he could not see. Taylor's breathing grew heavy and he whined as the touch slowed. "More please..." he asked breathlessly.

The teen was completely enthralled with his invisible tormentor and intended to keep his promise. However the promise was useless because his sister already knew, but she couldn't hear them speaking only watch. That figure, was male...her brother was fantasizing about a man? That didn't make sense and there was something off about that man. It was his eyes; his eyes were so red they were inhuman just like the rest of him. She wanted to help but she was unable to move much less pull him away. So she watched hidden from the pair.

"That's good..." Says the voice speeding up once more

"....because if you utter a single word about me.....the slightest whisper..then...." Suddenly there is no touch, no warmth only the biting cold of that empty place.

"But that won't happen....." says the voice and the cold is dispelled once more, the warm touch and it's caresses all over the youth. The hand, now once more wrapped about his youthful length, began long strokes. Slowly speeding up, as the voice gave a feral growl of arousal and began to nibble once more at the boy's ear and neck.....

"Boys. They'll say anything with the right persuasion...." Cooed a soft voice in Hailey's ear, a familiar voice, an androgynous voice she knew to be masculine only because she'd seen the red eyed man, still saw him in fact in the distance making her brother moan and beg....

"Girls are always a little more difficult, but I can sense the beginnings of lust and want in you even through your confusion.......It's obvious, why else would you spy on me and your brother....and naked at that....." As the voice spoke the freezing touch of the place descended upon the girl, and whether she was clothed before or not, she realized that she was now as nude as her brother...or the stranger.

"It's a naughty girl that tries to interrupt.....But no worries, he can't hear you......" A moaning sound of pleasure lent credence to the voice. The young girl felt the touch of fingers gently pressing behind her ear and then threading through her hair....Caressing her scalp with an expert touch that soothed, and relaxed, and banish the hellish cold.

"No!" Taylor shouted as the cold struck him, bone deep once more. For that moment he'd been so alone and it was torture from the warmth the voice was supplying with his touches and soft whispers. "No...I don't like the cold." Moaning loudly his back arched as his hips jerked and moved in time with the quickening hand.

"Ah..." the sound was nothing more then pure pleasure. The pressure was beginning to build once more pushing him higher and he began to welcome the nibbles and bites no longer frightened, just eager for release.

She gasped loudly as the he spoke right behind her, making the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. How could he be here....and over there? Was that even possible? Usually dream beings that her brother created never bothered her. "How am I?" but the statement wasn't finished as she began to shiver violently. It was so cold, when had it gotten so cold in her brother's dreams?

Her thought process seemed to fade as the warmth penetrated her body. Leaning against the hand she sighed glad for it all the sudden. "I can’t interrupt....it's his dream. But how are you here as well?" It seemed her brain had kicked back in, if only for a moment.

"Just remember...." said the voice, as the long strokes sped up in time with the youth's pulse.

"And I'll be back whenever you wish" it cooed, a promise in its words. The stranger's free hand slid into the boy's hair, caressing much as similar hands caressed his sister not far away. There was a sudden commanding pull of the boy's hair, not such that it hurt but enough to show the control of the stranger as he tilted Taylor's head back. The stranger's nibbles and licks began to migrate, moving slowly, yet inevitably, as though to seal their promises with a kiss. And all the while the silken touch of a long fingered hand sped the boy towards climax.

"Shh...No questions..." The stranger whispered into Hailey's ear, giving it the teasing-est of nips as it's long fingers stroked her skull, warmth, soothing and relaxing, driving the chill from her. "Isn't it better to just...relax?"

"This is but a dream, at it's worst it couldn't hurt you....and this is soo far from bad...." It said, the fingers slowly drifting down her neck, to massage her shoulders. As they move the cold remains banished from where they touched, as though she were slowly being dipped head first into a warm bath.

"But if you worry, you may wake up.....and then you'd never know what might have happened..." Said the voice as it ran surprisingly feminine fingernails down her back, just enough pressure to relax without hurting.

Taylor was too far gone to do anything but nod in frantic agreement his voice holding and edge of lust so thick it was like honey. “Yes please come back!” he begged his hip rolling into the being’s hand. He leaned eagerly into the touch shutters of pleasure racing down his spine his neck stretched for the demon’s wandering mouth. The pressure continued to strengthen until he was moments away from losing it. It was only when the male’s lips met his own that he lost it. “Ah!” the sound held so much emotion in it as he came spurting into the darkness his seed trickling onto the demon’s hand.

Hailey had sighed softly as her gazed fell half lidded once again; she hadn’t even realized her brother orgasmed. All that mattered was the soothing warmth that trickled gradually into her body. “Yes, I should just relax….he seems fine.” She agreed sounding not unlike a love sick school girl for a moment.

She rolled back her bare shoulders as his clever fingers rubbed them all her worried vanishing with each touch. “No…don’t wanna wake up.” Hailey was beginning to enjoy herself even if she didn’t fully trust whomever it was that was touching her. After all he seemed harmless…..

As the strangers lips met the youth's, his fingers suddenly increased tempo, pumping the untried seed of the boy with a vigor. His lips caressed and coaxed, holding the boy in the in the cusp of his climax, stretching the moment....

That's it.....Cum for me....Just for me.... The stranger says possessively, without breaking the kiss, his words traveling straight into the youth's mind....

"That's it...such a smart girl...." The stranger whispers in Hailey's ear, his delicate fingers sliding to her waist his fingers on her small stomach and his thumbs on her back.....The delicate touch seems somehow strong and possessive as though these hands could easily lift her in the air, but instead they continue to caress and banish the cold...

"And a smart girl like you knows that everyone else would think less of you for dreaming about such strange things...." The voice continues to whisper as it's hands slide around to meet each other on her stomach....

"Silly people....This is fun....." The hands on her stomach start to slide slowly higher....

"And Exciting..." The exploring hands slide expertly over her young breasts soothing and banishing the chill as his fingers begin to gently play with her still stiffened nipples...

"And you want to see where this harmless dream goes....Don't you....?" The stranger whispers breathily, his finger's pausing in their ministrations.....

Truely it felt like Taylor really was just cumming for him no one in his dream world exsisted accept for the male whom kissed him with so much fire. Even when his voice caressed the youth's mind he merely sighed into the kiss falling limp against him breathing heavily. While it the real world Taylor's sleeping form merely shoke harder sweat glistening on his skin and a visible wet spot on his sheets.

The slender female did notice her brother's limp form at that point but she also noticed his smile and how happy he seemed being held by the male. So this dream being truel was harmless enough, and he was right it wasn't as though she'd tell anyone about being visited by such a person.

Hailey found herself eager for those hands, the possessed so much strength...so much power yet they were gently and comforting against her warming body. "It's amazing." she said giggling as his hands slid up her stomach, she was somewhat ticklish there.

But the laughing stopped when his fingers found her stiff peaks and she gasped in pleasure eyes opening wide. SHe was certain he wasn't supposed to touch those but it felt so good she sobbed in loss when he released them. "Yes, yes I do. Please..."

"That's it...such a good boy...." The stranger silently whispered into the youths mind, never breaking the kiss or stopping the slow caresses to the boys's spent length, even as the world grew dark and fuzzy....

"Rest now, My child, and remember your promise....." The strangers words echoed in Taylor's mind even as he drifted into a deeper dreamless sleep.

As her brother and 'his stranger' faded away Hailey felt the stranger once again begin to tease and caress her nipples "Good girl...So curious....." The voice whispered....The barest hint of a tongue grazing her ear as he did.

"And curiosity should be rewarded with knowledge....Don't you think..?" He asks, his grip upon her shifting...One of the hands that expertly tickled and caressed her stiffened nipples began to drift south once more as the other shifted to take up the slack, the arm now across her bosom pulling her weightlessly back till she felt the heat of a warm masculine chest mere inches from her back...just shy of actually touching her.

The other hand meanwhile, slipped slowly once more over her stomach, using what was learned the first time to pause and tickle the young girl gently, teasingly. "But first....You must promise to tell no one of me. Not the slightest whisper, not the barest of hints....You can't even speak of it with your brother, no matter what......Do we have a understanding....?" He asks, leaning over her and giving the girl's forehead a single kiss full of promise and more.....

"Promise..." he echoed as he began to vanish from the dreamscape. In reality the thrashing ceased and Taylor sighed turning in his bed. The damage was already done though. For when he woke he'd be weak and tired, it was what always happened first. They'd rest in bed for a few extra hours and then back up to snuff, of course thier paranoid father wasn't going to let them out of the house at all now.

Hailey gasped as her brother began to vanish before her eyes, it was almost as though he faded out and though she was enjoying his caresses. "What happened?" she questioned softly, though the mention of rewards made her forget why exactly she asked it.

Laughing she half heartedly tried to pull away from him hardly objecting to being tickled. "I won't tell a soul." already she was forgetting that her brother had been at his mercy moments ago. It tended to happen when thier dreamscapes seperated. Prevented them from spending all thier time sleeping so they could be with one another in dreams. Sighing she smiled softly at the kiss her eyes fluttering shut.

"He's drifted into a deeper sleep....." says the stranger, his breath warm on her forehead as his hands idly caressed and teased her young breasts and hardened nipples in an almost casual sort of way.

"Such a good girl...So smart..." He says, and as he had with her brother, one hand shifts across her chest, holding her to him as the other begins to slowly drift lower, tickling at times, caressing at other. Pausing to take advantage of the his discovery of her stomach's ticklishness.....

"So adventuress...." his lips still mere inches from where they'd pressed to her forehead, kiss her once more....and again....each one sliding slowly lower.....As though the stranger were about to give the young girl her first real kiss.

"You won't forget your promise will you...." He asks, the temptation becoming palpable, his lips ever closer to her own...

"As long as you don't speak of it, to anyone....I'll be back whenever you dream.....And you'll learn SO much...." He says, his hand slipping lower below her stomach to gently give the barest of strokes to the girl's virgin slit...

Her stomach muscles jumped beneath his hands making her giggle softly and gasp five seconds later when it turned into a caress. Leaning her head against his shoulder she practically gave him access to every part of her body.

The being's words seemed to caress her body sending chills away and her nerves attuned themself to his touch. The first blush of pleasure stained her cheeks as she eagerly awaited the kiss that was going to fall on her lips. "Please...." she whispered softly eyes glazed over with pleasure as she licked the soft petals of her mouth in expectation.

"I won't forget please...kiss me" Unlike her brother it seemed she knew what she wanted. After all it was every girls dream to get her first kiss from a handsome stranger.

Her body stiffened as she felt a foriegn hand press against her most personal of areas. It sent an unusal jolt through her body and her eyes widened. It had been so brief she hadn't been certain he'd touched her but she was suddenly warmer then before and the flush on her cheeks grew darker.

One hand hovering over the center of the young girl's feminity, the other still teasingly caressing and pinching her breasts "That's my girl...." coos the stranger possesively, as one hand raises to lift the girl's chin gently yet irresistably, till she was looking up into glowing eyes on an inhumanly handsome face. The stranger's lips slowly lowered, tempting yet glaciarlike in their approach. One lithe hand pressed against her throat, not choking but maneuvering her body more tightly against his own, her back pressed to his chest, a hot firm fleshy length rubbing gently against her back.

As lush lips, the essence of mysterious masculinity, first taste her own the stranger's other hand finally strokes up the still hairless slit, pressing just enough to let the girl imagine what it would be like if they pressed ever-so-little-more. Meanwhile, a skilled tongue runs over her virgin lips, coaxing them to open and allow her own out to play...

Hailey would've been frightened if a strange man's hand came to rest at her throat, but with him it was merely comforting. Angling her neck just right when thier lips met, she gasped almost immediatly giving him access to the warm depths. Down below her hips jerked in surprised as the slender appendenges brushed such a personal area, it made her shutter and her eyes flutter shut. Such a tempting teasing touch it made her want more.

Shyly her own inexperianced tounge fluttered out brushing the male's slightly before slipping away again. It felt strange to taste him in such a manner but it was pleasent none the less. "Yours." she sighed against his mouth as her tounge darted out again starting a game of cat and mouse with the other's.