A Wee Bit of Mischief

By Donna and Abby

Sean Miller and Annie Devlin went to the weekly meeting at Bub's Palace, just like they always did, but they were hardly speaking to one another.  Some time before this, Cain was making a point and had gone through all the women in Hadez, whether they had a special man or not. Those who had thought themselves in a monogamous relationship had been understandably upset when no comebacks occurred after the incident, and Annie was one of them.  She stayed with Sean because the other men assumed they were a couple, and it prevented her from being public property, but she was not cordial to him at all. 

And when she saw him manhandling one of the girls serving drinks to all that were gathered there, it was about all she could take. But the last straw came when she felt someone pinch her butt! 

Should she march out?  Sean was no protection, that was clear, but if she left without him, that would tell all that they were no longer together, and the dam would break! 

For a moment, she felt like crying, but her pride wouldn't let her.  Unseen by anyone in the crowd, the leprechaun named Sean wrapped his arm around her and whispered in her ear, "Now, now darlin', it will be all right." 

She jumped!  Who was talking into her ear?  Looking about, she could see no one at all near her! 

"Great," she mumbled. "Now I'm hearing things." She looked around, biting her lip. 

"Are you, then?" asked Sean with a merry chuckle.  "Well then perhaps you should lie down." 

The voice in her ear was as Irish as she was. Swallowing hard, she nodded, mumbling something about it being rather late in life to be developing a conscience! With one last look at Miller, she turned on her heels and headed out. 

Of course, her departure did not go unnoticed.  Sean Miller saw, but just shrugged it off.  It was her choice, not his.  Anyway, he hadn't gotten tit one from her in months!  If she wanted to throw herself to the wolves, then so be it.  But he was not the only one who saw. Bub saw all. 

Bub smiled to himself, inwardly pleased that this relationship was on the rocks, so to speak. Soon she would be part of the collective whole, and then he could have her!  She was one of the few he had not sampled.  Miller was a mortal, and as such Bub had kept a special eye on him.  He was not an easy throwaway, like some of the others. 

He wasn't the only one keeping an eye on Miller. Sitting on a shelf, a tiny leprechaun lass was following him every move, sighing to herself as she watched him grab the girl and kiss her roughly. 

She wanted to be that girl!  She knew what Sean was doing to Annie, and applauded it because it broke the human couple up, but she needed to think of a way to make Miller hers, and not some serving girl's! 

As Miller picked up his drink, she got an idea. Bouncing down off her vantage point, she crossed the room in several bounds, and then as she passed Miller, she dumped his drink all over him. 

"What the f -," began the Irishman.  "Who spilt me beer?" He looked around, but there was no one close to him. Cursing under his breath, he stomped out of the room. 

Muirne, of course, followed in close pursuit.  If she could only get him alone! 

Heading straight to the place that he had been sharing with Anne, Miller slammed the door open. She wasn't there! Shrugging, he started to strip. 

Muirne was a virgin, and had never seen a man nude before.  But this one she really wanted to see! "Holy mother," she breathed softly. "Isn't that the grandest thing?" She was amazed and delighted at what she saw. No wonder her leprechaun sisters liked being with mortal men if this was a good example of their endowment! 

Miller, of course, did not hear her, and was not paying much attention to anything he was doing.  He was angry at Annie for leaving him!  So, when he stripped and got into the shower, he had no idea he was being watched! 

As he stepped out of the shower and was drying his long blond hair, Muirne reached out and with a touch as soft as a butterfly's kiss, placed her fingers on the object she had been admiring. It sprang to life, of course, and Miller looked down to see the one -eyed snake looking back up at him.  "No good, that," he said, "nothin' for it!"  But he wondered why he'd gotten such a quick erection! 

He thought about going to find one of the girls that all the men shared, but somehow he didn't want to put forth the energy. Tossing the towel aside, he flung himself on the bed, his legs spread apart, willing it to go away. Of course, with the unseen attention of a certain leprechaun lass, that wasn't going to happen! 

Without touching himself, he started to feel like he was masturbating!  Miller looked at both hands curiously.  How could this be happening? 

Was it magic? He had been told when he was a young lad that sometimes the wee folk would take advantage of a youth's passion and do wicked things to him at night! He had no clue that a certain wee lass was doing just that, her curiosity running wild! 

First it felt like it was a hand - though very small - doing the deed, but then it felt like something else! Magic or no, it felt good! Better than what he had been getting lately, in fact! Which, of course, he had had to take for himself, since Annie had closed up on him.  This was nice.  VERY nice! 

He cried out as relief finally came. This was the craziest thing that had ever happened to him! Muirne on the other hand was very pleased with herself. She had found a way to *entertain* the man she was obsessed with. Surely he wouldn't go running after the other girls now! The only problem was that he could not see her.  She would have to be ever vigilant to keep him under her thumb, as it were! 

As he drifted off into a deep sleep, she snuggled next to him, her heart full.