The school greenhouse was quiet, as it often was even during Fairy Club meetings since even the biggest concentration of members could fit easily in one of the planters dedicated to the strawberries.
Diana had come out of curiosity and having heard nothing in the five minutes it took her to make a decent circuit of the expansive greenhouse’s interior she was about to leave when she heard a high pitched squeal from a birdhouse hanging from the branch of a tall ficus tree that stood near the center of the building.
Wait, a birdhouse? Fairy Club went to extreme lengths to keep birds out of and away from the greenhouse ever since a tragedy a few years ago.
Approaching the birdhouse (which looked like a red barn with its doors wide open) she heard another squeal and then some panting and muffled voices. Luckily the birdhouse (or fairyhouse as she’d find out) hung at eye height for her so she was able to immediately peer inside the open double doors.
Inside: two fairies, one with vibrant green skin and dragonfly wings, the other with dark purple skin and mottled wings Diana could make out two white spots on like eyes, which she assumed from Biology class were designed to fool predators.
Oblivious to any of the drama going on, or even Diana’s presence, the two fairies were enjoying a languid lovemaking session with the purple fairy currently kneeling between the other’s legs as she sat on one of the soft rubber cushions in the open interior of the barn. The green fairy’s wings were fluttering and she was moaning and rubbing her nipples shamelessly as her lover ate her out.
Diana chose to walk away and leave them to their pleasure. She found this whole situation terribly satisfying and funny but to interrupt the pleasures of two innocent lesbians seemed wrong to her, so she left to investigate elsewhere.