Collin, a young farm boy strapping yet shy was tending to the back 40. Off in the woods he sees a glint and wonders what it could be. Setting down the reins to the plow he follows it into the verdant green of the forest. Knowing his farm to be a bit off the beaten path to find anything this far out is an oddity to be sure. But there in one of the traps that his father laid out to catch rabbits in the winter was a small man with flaming red hair.

"bah ye idjit, ye and yer kinfolk have bedeviled me with this Iron deathtrap. Let me out afore I cast a curse on all that ye love that yer crops may wither and yer livestock go barren.FEAR ME!"

Being a lover of all things fae he knew that capturing one of the small folk often meant getting your true hearts desire, and what he truly desired was someone to warm his bed on the long lonely nights. The girls in his small village were far too young for him with him being the one of only 5 children his age that survived the last plague. With the responsibilities of his fathers farm going to town to woo one of the Sutter sisters was out of the question. So Merik and Tom had snatched them up years ago. The next oldest girls in town were just turning 10 so it would be more likely Collin ended up with nothing but sheep like ol man Martin had.

"Seems to me ye have yerself in a bind there cousin. That trap is cold iron and yer magic is dead as long as I hold ye." Collyn Grinned "Now I am not a man who's above making a fair trade. My wish granted for yer freedom." The wee one turned a deep scarlet "Blast yer deals and yer devilry! I'll eat yer firstborn! I'll I'll Turn ye into a toad!" He raged.

Collin kneeled down and looked him in the eye. I can leave ye here til tomorrow ta think on it should ye like. My da willnae be out here until I tell him the fields are plowed so yer likely ta catch yer death on the cold spring night air" "Fine! Ya blasted giant git, What do ye want? Me gold? Ya bastards are always after me gold. Mab's own take ye." "Beauty, I want the most beautiful maid in the world to love me and warm my bed. I want her as mine and mine alone, from this day until the day I die." The leprechaun smiled.

"heh. heheh, HAHAHAHAHA! Fine! A bargain struck and a bargain met upon the graves of me fathers father!" He leaned over and spit in his tiny hand offering it to be shook by the comically larger hand of Marcys. As soon as Marcys takes his hand and seals the deal he looses him from the trap.

The wee man rubbed his ankle healing the wounds immediately looking Collin in the eye. "Mhà gum bi do mhiann air a choinneachadh leis a ’mhaighdeann fae, fiachan air a phàigheadh ​​agus ann an gnìomhas air a phàigheadh. Air an elf seo bidh mi a ’cur gèile a dh’ fhaodadh a bhith fliuch agus air a glùinean" And with that a the leprechaun disappeared leaving him alone in the field.

"Bah I should have known better than ta trust the fae" He went back to his plow and horse and began to till the land. Finally as dusk was settling on the hills in the distance he dragged his weary body to his bed. Sore and aching he sat and took off his boots and shirt eager to lay his head down on a pillow. As he laid back for the first time ever there was something warm in his bed. Not something in fact but someone...

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I thought I'd leave it there to pick up. I left any physical descriptions out because I want to be sure my appearance matches with your fantasy. Myself, I'm a sucker for long red hair, and a nice curve in the right places. I'm a gentle dominant, but can drift to either side of that coin(gentle or Dominiant) that makes you more comfortable. I don't do bestiality or blood but if you need me to turn into a werewolf or something we can swing that. My thought is that the leprechaun cast a geas on an elf girl to always be eager and ready for me. I think it might even be hotter if she doesn't speak my language and we have to resort to pure physical guidance to get what we want. I'm open and flexible to designing a story that fits both of us. I love kissing and oral (giving/recieving) and foreplay in general. I like the concept of control so if you wanted to do some kind of magic that allowed me to make you cum on command or deny you that fact that would be really hot or maybe I don't believe you won't run away and I tie you up and have my way with you. all in all there are a lot of places we could take this. I hope you're open after my wall of text.