OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part Three

[brave_kreyu]

The 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.

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[brave_kreyu]

She leaves her wings wrapped around him, places one hand in his hair and the other around his waist.

She holds him close, cuddles him while he recovers. She's perfectly fine with his weight on top of her as they sprawl on the bed. With her wings wrapped around him, they could almost pretend that she is the entire world, that nothing exists beyond the two of them.

[27_53]

"Didn't get lost," he eventually murmurs against her neck, snuggling his body close to hers - the tremble in his body stops as the adrenaline surge fades, and he knows that he is safe here within her grasp, covered by her wings.

(Even though she is not currently in her dragon form, he knows it would be damn near impossible for any harm to come to either of them in this moment, in this space, and the reassurance in his mind is a welcome feeling.)

He lightly presses his lips to her skin, looking up at her. He is quite comfortable like this, and she doesn't seem to mind that it is him lightly sprawled atop her.

"You good? M'not too heavy?"

[brave_kreyu]

"I'm good, you're not too heavy at all," she murmurs. She strokes his head, his back, gently.

"Only fair that the treasure lays upon the dragon once in a while," she quips.

[27_53]

Skellig huffs a laugh at that comment, and nuzzles his face into her shoulder, grinning against her skin.

"This is true," he points out. "I am certain the dragon will make up for it soon enough."

Stretching slightly, he settles his body in against hers and wraps himself around her frame, not quite the 'dragon-sprawl' that she is so good at, but close enough to make a reasonable approximation of it.

"Her mate looks forward to it," he adds, voice a low whisper that is broken by a yawn.

[brave_kreyu]

"I'm sure I will," she replies, voice soft.

She yawns when he does, sleep creeping up on her. She's worn out in a very nice way and she's so comfortable.

It won't take long for both of them to drift off to sleep.