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Keith awoke with his face buried in his pillow.  A creature of habit, Keith was used to waking up in such a way.  He rolled over onto his back, screaming suddenly in pain.

He leapt from the bed, and stood frozen before a full length mirror.  He froze for many reasons; one being that he didn't own a full length mirror, another being that he wasn't in his house.  The main reason he stood frozen staring at his own reflection were the giant butterfly wings protruding from his back.

As he inhaled his chest rose and the wings opened.  They were an off white color, marked with sprays of reds, blues, and yellows.  Maroon eyes dominated the upper half of both of the wings.

He flexed a few minor muscles in his back, almost unconsciously, causing the wings to fold back.

"Do you like them?"  The voice startled him.  Keith turned to find a man with dark hair sitting on the edge of the bed, his lower torso wrapped in the black silk of the bed sheets.

"Who are you?"  Flashes of memory flooded his brain and a gasp escaped his mouth.

"You remember…"

Keith had gone dancing the night before at a new bar downtown.  He had a few drinks and danced alone, a first for him.  He had a few encounters on the floor with an attractive man before he introduced himself.  Roussel.  Something about the dark haired stranger called to Keith, and apparently he had given in.

"What are you?  What have you done to me?"

"I have made you.  You belong to me now; you belong to the kingdom of the dark fey."  Keith stood dazed, mentally pinching himself, trying to wake up from this dream.  "I shared with you a moment of intense passion.  Last night with my seed inside you, you changed; your DNA now carries the secret of immortality."

Description
Keith awoke with his face buried in his pillow.  A creature of habit, Keith was used to waking up in such a way.  He rolled over onto his back, screaming suddenly in pain.

He leapt from the bed, and stood frozen before a full length mirror.  He froze for many reasons; one being that he didn't own a full length mirror, another being that he wasn't in his house.  The main reason he stood frozen staring at his own reflection were the giant butterfly wings protruding from his back.

As he inhaled his chest rose and the wings opened.  They were an off white color, marked with sprays of reds, blues, and yellows.  Maroon eyes dominated the upper half of both of the wings.

He flexed a few minor muscles in his back, almost unconsciously, causing the wings to fold back.

"Do you like them?"  The voice startled him.  Keith turned to find a man with dark hair sitting on the edge of the bed, his lower torso wrapped in the black silk of the bed sheets.

"Who are you?"  Flashes of memory flooded his brain and a gasp escaped his mouth.

"You remember…"

Keith had gone dancing the night before at a new bar downtown.  He had a few drinks and danced alone, a first for him.  He had a few encounters on the floor with an attractive man before he introduced himself.  Roussel.  Something about the dark haired stranger called to Keith, and apparently he had given in.

"What are you?  What have you done to me?"

"I have made you.  You belong to me now; you belong to the kingdom of the dark fey."  Keith stood dazed, mentally pinching himself, trying to wake up from this dream.  "I shared with you a moment of intense passion.  Last night with my seed inside you, you changed; your DNA now carries the secret of immortality."