Sintulating Faerie Tales: Red Ridding Hood

Sintulating Fairy Tales:
Red Ridding Hood

Author's note:
Wow! This is the 8th and final part of this story.
As PrincessYaoi can attest to, this story started out on a different path and it was going to be a simple one-part smut. Then my twisted little mind decided to rewrite the story and I had never expected it to turn out this long. I want to thank everyone who has read this from the first day I've posted this ficcie and those who left reviews. Though this is the last part, I'm plotting an NC-17 Cinderella story *rubs hands together devilishly* which I'm looking forward to writing.

Disclaimer:
I don't own any of the characters listed in the story, only thsanesane plot you are about to read.

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Red Ridding Hood
Part 8: Union
AJ Angelique

Once at the cabin, the priest followed the path to the main road while Rose went inside the cabin. Entering through the front door and closing it behind her before she made her way to the kitchen where she began to fix herself a pot of tea for her nerves. As the water boiled, a brief gust of wind blew through the house and carried the scent of fresh flowers and fragrent herbs to Rose's nose. Rose walked over to the doorway and glanced around at the open windows and the flowers she had placed around the house. The only part of the house that wasn't open was Grandmother's room, which was closed and locked up, never to be opened again.

After the bodies had been removed from the house, Rose set to cleaning up the puddles of blood from the room. Yet with all her hard work, she found that the floor was forever stained red and that the air was heavy with the scent of it. So, she closed up the room and set forth opening all the windows and filling the house with fragrent things to mask the smell so as she wouldn't loose what there was of her mind.

Finally, the kettle let out a whistle and Rose plucked the pot off the stove to pour some of the water into a cup with a small muslin bag half filled with Peppermint Tea. She then sat down at the table and began to stir the water and bag so as it would mix into tea. Yet when she was done and had placed the spoon on the table, all she could do was stare into the cup and see the kind face of Grandmother in the wavy lines of the tea. Tears beaded in the corners of her eyes before they fell down her face and she began to sniffle as she began to cry.

"Miss?" came a familiar voice as a weight made itself known on Rose's right shoulder. She first looked at her shoulder to see a large hand like furry paw and then looked up to see the Wolfe.

"You!" Rose gasped joyfully as she jumped up from the table and thus forced the chair to fall over as her body pushed it out of the way. At the same time, he is surprised by how glad she looks to see him.

"Hello. I came by to see how you're doing," he said, a mixture of concern and awkwardness in his voice.

"Ok, I guess," Rose said, not really sure how she was doing.
"You guess?" he asked.
"I don't know how to describe it."
"You don't have to. It's hard enough to lose a love one, it's even harder when they're taken away from you."

"Especially from someone you thought you knew and trusted," Rose said and bowed her face a bit as her voice took on a zoned out tune. The Wolfe frowned at this as a twinge of guilt hit him from within.

"It's my fault," he admitted and she looked up at him with a frown.
"Please don't blame yourself. You..."
"Watched him enter the house after you left."
Rose had a surprised look on her face when she heard this, "Excuse me?"
"I have been spying on you," he said, shame heavy in is voice. "Ever since that day we first met. I had been following and watching you from a distance ever since then. That day I had arrived at your house just as you left, but I didn't see you leave. I was going to go up closer and check the windows when I saw him enter the house. So I waited...and watched as he boarded up the house...and then you returned..."

As he explained, he tried to maintain eye contact with Rose but by the end he couldn't look at her as she just stood there and stared at him. He thought that he was judging him for his actions but she was actually highly puzzled by his past behavior.

"Mr..." Rose started, unsure as to what his name was.
"Wolf."
"Wolf, it wasn't your fault," Rose said sternly.
"How can you say that?" he asked.
"Because I saw what that man did to her body, he hacked her up with his axe and he struck at her throat so badly that I could just barely make out the bones in her neck," Rose said. Though she started out serious, her tone changed as the image of what she saw flashed back in her mind. Then she began to fight back tears as a lump made itself known in her throat and she began to visibly shake. Wolf then frowned and approached her as he embraced her in his arms.

After a moment of letting her cry into his fur and his stroking her hair once again, his eyes darted over to the open window and he noted the fading light of the setting sun. With that, he let go of her and took a few steps away from her, which made her look at him with this confused look on her face.

"I should be going," he said, almost sadly.
"No! Please don't leave me alone," Rose exclaimed, almost frantically.
"Why?" he asked, mainly out of curiosity.
"Because, I love you," Rose said and looked at her surprised.
"I loved you since the day I met you and I know this because you have haunted my thoughts and my dreams for the past week," Rose attested and Wolf just stood there in stunned silence for a moment.

"As have I," he finally said.
"You have?" Rose asked.
"Yes, that is why I followed you. I'm drawn to you as if we've been caught in fine strings that we can't see...and I tried to resist them. Yet you were always on my mind, I'd catch myself daydreaming about you or I'd dream about us together," Wolf said, the last part with a blush that was hidden by his fur.

"Why did you resist this so much when I feel the same way as you do?" Rose asked.
"Because. There are those who wouldn't approve of a match like us," Wolf said with a frown as he remembered all those of his kind who were killed for taking on a human mate...weather they female or male.

"That doesn't matter anymore. Francis is dead and Grandmother would have approved," Rose said as she approached Wolf.

"What about...?" Wolf started.
"Wolf, stop worrying so much," Rose said as she ran her hands up through the fur on his stomach, which sent an jolt through his system.

"I want you and I want you now, so please stop resisting and be with me," Rose said as her hands unconsciously drifted down to his nether regions and brushed his balls and sacs. Caught off guard, he let out a husky moan and Rose lifted an eyebrow at this before she looked to see where her hands were. A small grin painted itself in the corner of her mouth as she began to massage his masculine parts, which elicited small waves of pleasure to wash through his body as they made their way from his nether regions to his throat where they produced a series of groans and whimpers. Yet just as the tip of his tool was beginning to peak out of its den, Wolf quickly picked her up and she let out a small yip of surprise as her buttocks met the surface of the table.

Wolf then grabbed the edge of her skirt and tore it in half right up the front to expose Rose's bare nether regions for I believe they didn't have underwear back then. He then promptly knelt by the table and pried apart her nether lips to expose her pussy to the warm air. He only took a small moment to admire this treasure before he dipped his nose it her moist folds and promptly began to eat her out with his long warm tongue, which he used to tease the most sensitive parts of her clit and love tunnel.

Rose gasped as strange new feelings coursed through her body, yet these same feelings were similar to the ones she produces when she masturbated. Yes, back when Rose hit puberty Grandmother gave her the full-blown sex talk. She not only learned about the workings of a woman's body but also that of a man's body as well. Which, in the end, began her lessons as a healer.

As Wolf continued to feast on her most private area, Rose's breath quicken as her head began to swim with these new feelings and she slowly leaned back until she was laying on the table with her feet on his shoulders. Time had no concept as the waves of pleasure assaulted her body like hide tide on the beach and Rose thought it would never end until his tongue found that sweet spot called the GSpot. A couple flicks of the tongue on this spot produced the largest wave and Rose climaxed in a body shuddering orgasm as she let out a soft whine and a soft white light made itself known behind her eyelids.

As her inner walls pulsed and pushed out her sexual fluids, Wolf lapped up her cum as if it were honey flowing from the best wild hive in the woods. When he thought he had licked away just enough to leave her canal wet, he stood up and leaned over the red haired beauty he fell in love with.

"Tell me your name," he requested.
"Rose," she said, her eyes still closed as she continued to catch her breath from her first orgasm of the night. Wolf smiled as her name danced around in his head like a leaf in the wind and he stroked her face with the back of his left paw, removing a strand of hair from her face.

"I'm going to enter you, it may hurt," he said and she finally opened her eyes to look up at him.
"I trust you Wolf," Rose said as she reached her arms up and wrapped them around his shoulders as she drew herself closer to his face so as to kiss him on the muzzle. With a smile and a small breath of relief, he positioned his half exposed penis at her entrance and impailed himself in her wet warmth, which wrapped around him like a glove. As he reveled in the feeling of being inside of her, Rose let out a small gasp of pain at the sudden feeling of being filled.

The moment passed and Wolf began to grind into Rose at a very past pace, like most canines would do when they mate with their bitch. The pain Rose felt was quickly washed away by an entirely new feeling of pleasure, which was more powerful than those feeling she felt before. It wasn't long that her head began to swim once more and she found that she couldn't help herself from letting out loud moans of pleasure as her legs instinctively wrapped around her mate's hips and helped to draw him in further as his penis continued to come out of his sac. When Rose began to massage her own breasts to enhance her experience, Wolf stopped only a moment to grab the top of her dress and promptly ripped it open to expose her chest to the world. Once this was done, he returned to his fast pace grinding as he assaulted her breasts and necks with a eratic combination of licks and nips as his penis came to full length inside of her and the knot at the base of his penis forged its way inside of her.

The combination of these sensations brought Rose to her first ground shattering orgasm as she came with a loud cry as she arched her back into her mate's face and closed her eyes as first her eyes were assaulted by the white light before her mind began to float amongst the stars in the night sky. Wolf soon followed her as her inner muscles clamped and pulsed around his member, he came with a howl as he buried his length in her flesh and his warm seed flooded her womb and spilled out into her canal to drip onto the table and floor below.

"Rose."
"Hmmm?"
"Is there someplace we can rest...until we can start again?"
Rose opened her eyes and looked up at him with a smile, "My room, but it's upstairs."
"I see, hold on then," he said and surprised her when he wrapped an arm around her back and held her tight as he stood up and moved away from the table.

"Why are you carrying me like this?"
"Because, we're stuck like this until my knot shrinks enough to pull out of you," Wolf said.
"I see, he bhe bedroom then," she said.
"To the bedroom then," he echoed and carried her off to the bedroom upstairs...

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Later that night, Rose woke up and found herself in bed and nothing to cover her but the bed sheet. A smile graced her lips as her mind played back the memories of the two other times she and Wolf had made love that night. Once on the stairs on the way up to the room, seeing as how the walking motions were causing friction between the two that aroused them enough to stop on the middle of the steps to mate for the second time that night and finally in the bedroom where they actually got to come apart from one another only to couple again, this time in doggie style.

Yet now Rose was all alone and she rolled out of bed to walk over to the open window, not even bothering to put on cloths or wrap herself with the bed sheet. When she looked outside, she saw Wolf running through the woods as he hunted something and a smile traced itself on her lips. They were mates now and she wouldn't have it any other way. She also came to the conclusion that she would stay on as the new Healer...maybe until another one would alo along and then she could run off into the woods with her Wolf. Or maybe she could stay in for good and talk him into protecting the village, so as to befriend the villagers before they knew the truth.

Yet no matter what, she knew that she was going to face the future with Wolf.
Her love. Her soul mate.

With that, she went back to bed to catch what sleep she needed as the spirits of her mother and Grandmother watched over her with proud smiles on their faces, knowing that Rose had found her destiny at last.

End