Christina took a sip from the red solo cup in her hand and made a face as the alcohol burned its way down her throat. The room was hot, full of people partying, drinking and mingling, and dressed in various costumes for halloween weekend. She had been invited along with Nicholas to a friend’s house to party and it had grown significantly larger than she had originally thought it would have been. She looked down at her own costume, as Tinker Bell in a light green minidress that came down to mid-thigh, knee high white leather boots, and a set of fairy wings on her back. She didn’t care that Tinker Bell wore slippers or heels, she simply laughed off any comments about it because it was what she wanted to wear. Tinker Bell also didn’t have her long black hair, but Christina really didn’t care much for the accuracy at that point.

She spotted Nicholas across the room dressed as Peter Pan in a green tunic, tights, and a green hat. Honestly, Christina had no idea where he had gotten the outfit from but she figured it was best not to ask. He was chatting with another one of their friends dressed as Gaston. Most of their friend group had gone with some Disney theme, drawing from different fairy tales and stories with princesses and such, Christina thought it was quite cute. Most of the other girls did choose to dress as various princesses with their boyfriends, although showing a lot more skin than most princesses probably should have but they looked good.

Christina turned back to her friend Isabelle, whose house this party was now filling. “Guess you weren’t expecting this much.”

The other girl sighed, tossing her long black hair over her shoulder. She was dressed, along with her five roommates, as a sexy cop in knee high high heeled boots, tight black top that was more or less a jumpsuit with a utility belt around her waist, leather gloves, and a police hat. Christina eyed the handcuffs on the utility belt, wondering if they were props or real. “It really was supposed to be a low key affair.” She complained. “But now the cops will probably break it up just after midnight.”

There were about thirty students in the room and it was quite loud. “How many crooks and crannies will we have to drag people out of later tonight.”

Isabelle took a sip. “I’d place my bets on Angela and Johnny. Oh there they go now.”

She pointed with her drink across the room at another dark haired girl in a sexy cop costume, her hands cuffed behind her. Her boyfriend was dressed as a burglar and was leading her upstairs. “Kinky, huh.” She commented.

Isabelle also seemed to be in a slight daze at the display, although most people didn’t give them much of a glance. “Well, hope they have some fun.”

The rest of the night passed relatively uneventfully. Christina did stumble on multiple making out couples throughout the house and did not envy Isabelle having to clean up after this whole mess but she did win a couple games of beer pong with Nicholas to establish table dominance. At some point, Angela and Johnny did return downstairs, Angela now with her wrists cuffed in front of her to allow her to drink, but Christina didn’t go over to ask.

As was with most halloween parties held in houses in neighbourhoods, the cops eventually came calling and broke up the party. There was a lot of grumbling and complaining but eventually everyone filed out of the house and dispersed down the street. Waving to their friends, they began walking down the street, Christina snuggling up against Nicholas in her slightly drunken state. She enjoyed how her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she crunched leaves under her soles, although her costume meant that she was quite cold. Nicholas wrapped his arms around her. “The one night I didn't wear a jacket.” She grumbled as she shivered.

She had gone from complaining about the heat inside the house and it had flipped very quickly to complaining about how cold it was outside in the chilly fall night. They stopped at an intersection to wait for the light to change. They could hear a couple of other halloween parties going on in other parts of the street, but the streets were pretty empty. Moments like these were one that she really appreciated with him, just the two of them, his head leaning on hers, with the stars in the sky and quietness of the night around them. “Guess with our night interrupted, we have to make the most of what we have left.” He said before kissing her forehead.

He had a glint in his eye and Christina laughed and allowed Nicholas to drag her down the sidewalk back to his apartment. She had recently strung fairy lights throughout the room, so leaving the regular lights off and lighting up the fairy lights gave the room a surprisingly magical feeling. The coils of white rope that Nicholas pulled out of their box of bondage supplies increased the feeling as she sat down on the bed with her legs splayed out. “Peter Pan worried about his pixie flying away?” She asked with a smile.

Gathering her wrists in front of her, he quickly wrapped rope around them and cinched them together, knotting it off. Laying her down on the bed, he pulled her wrists over her head and quickly tied them to the headboard. Spreading her legs, he tied each booted ankle to a bedpost to leave her in the Eiffel Tower position. Climbing onto the bed beside her, they began a rather passionate make out session. “What did you think of Angela?” She asked as they paused to catch their breath.

“Angela?” He asked in confusion. “What about her?”

“You didn’t see her walking around handcuffed for half the party?”

He shook his head. “No, but then again I had my eyes on the prettiest girl at the party.”

He gave her a goofy grin and Christina rolled her eyes before smiling lovingly back at him. “Well, this pixie isn’t going anywhere. What are you planning next?”

“And spoil the surprise?” Nicholas laughed before pulling out a scarf to cover her eyes. “I think not. In the meantime, I can tell you a fairy tale.”

Christina blinked behind the blindfold as her vision was cut off. “A fairy tale?”

Her question was interrupted with a cloth being stuffed into her mouth and another tied between her teeth as a cleavegag. “One must not be interrupted during the telling of this tale.” Nicholas scolded before sitting back. “It begins with a pixie named Tinker Bell, held captive….”