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brave_kreyuThe lost city is carved into stone, even into the earth itself in places. A small oasis remains, and that's where Kreyu lands in her dragon shape, Skellig on her back.
An entire PRIDE of lions was asleep here, this place a den, but Kreyu's arrival sends them all fleeing in terror. THEY know who the most terrible predator in the area is quite well, thank you!
"A bit of luck. Nothing too big should be here, if they had made this place a den." They won't be back while they can still smell her scent.
An entire PRIDE of lions was asleep here, this place a den, but Kreyu's arrival sends them all fleeing in terror. THEY know who the most terrible predator in the area is quite well, thank you!
"A bit of luck. Nothing too big should be here, if they had made this place a den." They won't be back while they can still smell her scent.
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Date: 2024-04-13 05:21 pm (UTC)They duck through a passage and into a small entryway off of a room with a large, grand, door. The servants would have needed access to the rooms here, so a shortcut was provided.
THIS door, Heka left intact, perhaps because it contains no dragons. The scene displayed on the bronze is elaborate, an intertwined couple in a garden, leaves, flowers, and the couple made of semi-precious stones set into the bronze. The intertwined couple are clearly the king and queen from before, the same look of love and longing on their faces. Both of them are naked, the queen astride the king in the same position Kreyu was when she drove Skellig to ecstasy the other night. But her hands trail over the king's face, his hands gently touch her arms.
Kreyu blushes, complexion going quite red. "I feel as though I'm intruding on something private," she confesses.
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Date: 2024-04-13 05:29 pm (UTC)"This is..." He clears his throat, stepping forward slightly to better look at the details of the inlay work. "This is quite well-crafted. A true artist created this. It is...quite refined."
His ears are also burning, and it is not from the sun.
"I can see why perhaps this work was kept further from view." Laughing under his breath, he touches his fingertips to the bronze and to a portion of the leaves that cover the more 'sensitive' parts of the image. "Clearly this would caused quite the fuss if it had been in the great hall. Though it makes me wonder...what exact is behind this door."
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Date: 2024-04-13 05:48 pm (UTC)They push the door open, step into the karmic zone. (Weaker than the one in Kreyu's home, but stronger by far than the 'background' of the world.)
It's a SMALL hoard, as far as dragon hoards go. Heaps of coins in bronze, silver, and gold lay piled on the floor. Weapons and armor of bronze, decorated with gold, intermingling with the coins. Pieces of Jewelry, goblets, and statuettes in a variety of materials are distributed around the edges. In the center of the treasure looks to be a space DESIGNED for sprawling -furs of exotic beasts, silk cushions, tapestries, and a large sheet of silk over them all that matches the colors of his eyes.
Kreyu is investigating the various pieces of jewelry, hoping for an item with power like that of her necklace.
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Date: 2024-04-13 07:13 pm (UTC)She wanders off to investigate jewelry. He wanders to go look at the 'nest' itself, in the center in the room. The silk sheet intrigues him - he has not felt a material this fine beneath his fingertips, so carefully spun and woven, and he is almost hesitant to even think of touching it. But he can hear Kreyu carefully sorting through items, so he knows that touching won't hurt...
Another surge of energy radiates off of his dragon, and a different sort of thought (very wicked, he'll blame the 'art' on the door if she asks) jumps into his mind. He smirks to himself, and then carefully climbs up onto the pile (it's so comfortable!). Soundlessly, he sprawls himself out on his back, his wings outstretched, hands folded loosely behind his head.
His kilt might be slung a little low on his hips.
And then he whistles at her, the sound sharp - a hey, look at me! call designed to clearly get her attention.
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Date: 2024-04-13 07:31 pm (UTC)Her eyes shift to violet, her energy surges with WANT, with Desire. Her tongue darts delicately across her lips, an unconscious motion of hunger. "Such a fine sight you make," she says, voice rough with desire. Her wings shiver, rustle, as if she's about to pounce.
She stalks toward him, slow. "Heka gave me hours of pain. I can think of no finer revenge than for my mate to claim me with pleasure atop his hoard before I take it for myself."
She leaps, wings moving through the air to help her move quickly toward him. Then, she's on all fours over him, wings spread. "Would you have me?" she whispers, voice rough with want. "Here, now?"
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Date: 2024-04-13 07:55 pm (UTC)And then he grins, a little wild and feral.
(Her dragon energy is primal and raw; mixed with the Karma of the hoard, he has no concerns about 'draining' it, allows himself to bleed a bit of it off and mix it within his soul, his own Light surging.)
"Repeatedly."
Skellig leans up slightly, pressing his mouth to hers in a searing kiss. If she relaxes her wings, he'll make an effort to flip them in a show of dominance, but if she'd rather be the one in control (for now), he will not complain. For she is not a trophy, or a conquest to be had.
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Date: 2024-04-13 08:03 pm (UTC)She meets his searing kiss with one of her own, hungry, but more than willing to let him take control. She eases her body down onto him, lets her whole weight rest so she can touch him with both hands, caress.
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Date: 2024-04-13 08:28 pm (UTC)But this is not the time for sleeping.
He has other plans of what he would do with her, in this place. They start with kissing at her neck and throat, teasing the places her knows give her shivers down her spine.
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Date: 2024-04-13 08:37 pm (UTC)She moans in pleasure as he kisses her neck and throat, tilting her head back to give him more access. The shivers down her spine are delightful, make heat coil in her gut. "Going to wrap me in your wings, cover me and claim me as your own?" He DID mention that idea before, after all!
Her hands caress his torso, his sides, tease his wings just a little.
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Date: 2024-04-13 08:45 pm (UTC)With better access to her neck and upper chest, he takes full advantage of it - after all, he would be foolish to waste such an opportunity to worship a goddess such as herself (even if she refuses to claim such a title). Kissing every inch of her skin he can reach, he sinks lower, teeth and tongue grazing the top of her shoulder.
"I would wrap you in my wings and claim you," he continues, words broken by kisses. "Atop such fine silks, the likes of which I have never seen before, soft as your skin..." His hand trails over her ribs, settling at her hip. "Bring you to pleasure, get you to cry my name in this vaulted space, rewrite the energy in these walls..."
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Date: 2024-04-13 08:58 pm (UTC)"Yes, OH yes," she gasps, as he explains his plans. "This silk will have pride of place in my hoard. Would ravish you on it at least one night a moon."
She shivers as his hands trail over her ribs, settle at her hip.
"Want to rewrite it with our ecstasy. Have every dragon and beast who enters this room know we pleasured one another here."
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Date: 2024-04-13 09:15 pm (UTC)After all, the mixed scents of dragon and...whatever it is, that he is...are quite strange, to those sensitive enough.
"Perhaps I should have brought two extra bags," he comments, wry. "For the amount of treasures that we would take to add to your hoard, to decorate our nest."
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Date: 2024-04-13 09:20 pm (UTC)"There may yet be chests in this place somewhere, for carrying out treasure. Or storage vessels of some kind. Will have to bury some of it under the floor, when we get home."
She kisses his neck, then licks, teasingly.
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Date: 2024-04-13 09:28 pm (UTC)Skellig shudders as she kisses at his neck, happy to have the contact, the exchange of pleasure.
"Once we return, I will see about crafting us a slightly larger bed," he groans as she licks at his neck, his voice dropping to a husky rasp. "Give us a bit more room for...activities."
Plus, he figures he will need something to do with his time, once she has 'healed' and returned to work with Taweret.
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Date: 2024-04-13 09:33 pm (UTC)"Hm. Would like that. More room to stretch out."
She mouths at his neck, kissing, licking, sucking gently, though not enough to leave a mark. She presses her body up into him as much as she can.
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Date: 2024-04-13 09:48 pm (UTC)The image is highly erotic and he happily rubs his hips against hers, his arousal building, heat in his chest and his groin. "I would claim you on the bed I made for us."
His wings drape closer around her - not fully enclosing them, not yet - letting her body slide against his.
"With the memories of this moment, in this place, running through my mind..."
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Date: 2024-04-13 09:53 pm (UTC)"Yes. Want that," she tells him, shivering from pleasure and arousal. Her hands grasp at his kilt, attempt to unfold it, get it off of him.
She kisses his collar bones, his shoulders, seeking to grow that heat in his chest and groin.
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Date: 2024-04-13 10:09 pm (UTC)It is an ebb and flow of control, which he appreciates greatly. The same as he appreciates her, and her power, and the things she does to him with her touch and kiss. And so many other things.
(Their kilts tossed aside, there is now nothing between them and these silks, and it is a sensory experience that he has not had before - his calloused hands almost feel unworthy of it, but he pushes that thought aside for now.)
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Date: 2024-04-13 10:16 pm (UTC)"Want you too," she gasps. Her hands run across his back high and low. Her mouth kisses every bit of him that she can reach from this position. She can't quite reach his nipples. "Every bit of you."
She rubs her hips against his, no fabric in the way now, skin rubbing on skin.
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Date: 2024-04-13 10:31 pm (UTC)Also, he gets to look at nearly every inch of her whenever he pleases. (Which is often.)
He shifts his body to settle his weight above her onto his elbows, giving her better access to his chest with her hands.
"Every bit of me is delighted by your touch," he murmurs, smirking against her skin. "Some parts clearly more than others."
That would be evident by his cock, pressed firmly against her thigh, already hard and wanting her - but he wants more foreplay, first, and she deserves more worship.
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Date: 2024-04-13 11:39 pm (UTC)She runs her hands over his collar bones, teases his nipples, traces his ribs with gentle fingers. She loves touching him, giving him pleasure.
She laughs when he smirks against her skin. "Indeed. I wouldn't have thought I'd have you this hard so soon."
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Date: 2024-04-14 03:44 am (UTC)Nevermind the fact that he was flaunting his body for the taking, begging her to tackle him upon these silk sheets.
"You teach me new things about myself each time we lay together."
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Date: 2024-04-14 03:52 am (UTC)She grins. "It's only fair, since you teach ME new things about myself every time." Her hands wander his chest, stroke across his stomach, tease his thighs.
"Can't take you in me, yet, but I could put my mouth on you?" she offers.
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Date: 2024-04-14 03:58 am (UTC)He doubts Kreyu really cares about the 'rules' in this scenario. If she wishes to take him, then he would let her with minimal protest.
However, with what he can manage with his hands as he balances above her - he works to caress every curve he can reach, his fingers trailing over her breasts, her ribcage, his mouth working her throat and neck.
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Date: 2024-04-14 04:03 am (UTC)She moans, gasps, as his hands and mouth give her such pleasure. "And how would you claim me, Skellig?" she asks.