OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part Five

[brave_kreyu]

In the morning, after they've both bathed, eaten, and they are finally dressed, she's explaining her plans for the morning to Skellig.

"I'm going to be doing two things at once," she explains. "A very overbooked artist has graciously squeezed me in for some henna work, so I'll be gone for a few hours. I'd bring you along, but she's not comfortable around men." Kreyu has her SUSPICIONS as to why, but she doesn't know.

"And since chatting is very much a part of the process, I'll be seeing what I can find out about any recent pirate attacks."

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[27_53]

"I have no doubt of our actions being 'right'," Skellig says. "I assured him that regardless of the risks that may come with our relationship, I was committed to it. Committed to you, which I am fully."

He grins at her.

"Our souls were meant to find one another and become intertwined, I am sure of it. I have never been happier, than I am with you, my love."

[brave_kreyu]

"I would never wish to cage your heart, your wonderful soul," she whispers. "But I am selfishly glad that our souls are intertwined, that you are my husband and I am your wife."

She takes and chews a few more bites. "I have never been this happy before, in all the centuries I have lived. I would take on the world, to keep you at my side."

[27_53]

Skellig had said similar to Elihu, regarding challenging the Fates if they tried to take Kreyu away from him.

"It makes me quite pleased to hear you say that," he says honestly. "That I can bring you such happiness. I still sometimes wonder how it is that a...creature like myself, can do such a thing for a dragon's heart."

[brave_kreyu]

"What matters is that you do," she tells him. She cups his face with one hand. "So very much."

She kisses his forehead, gentle. "My beloved."

"I am keen to see what else you have planned," she admits after she finishes her wrap.

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"I will show you, once I finish putting away the remains of dinner."

It does not take long for them to finish the rest of whatever they plan to eat for their evening meal; Skellig does leave out some fruits and a jar of honey, 'just in case' they get hungry later and need a snack. Once their beers are replenished, he nods his head towards the couch.

"Go, sit, and get comfortable, and I will bring these things to you?"

The 'things' in question are the various boxes that have remained on the table throughout the meal, untouched.

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu is now VERY curious.

She smiles at him, goes to sit on the couch. 'Comfortable' involves a bit of a sprawl that makes the dress slide up her legs, show more of the henna work. There's still plenty of room for Skellig if he wants to join her on the couch, though.

[27_53]

Tempted as he is to pounce on her right then and there, see just exactly how far that henna work travels up her legs, he manages to resist and makes his way over to her.

"I found some things over the course of the time we have been here in the city that have spoken to me in some way," he explains, sitting beside her and setting the boxes next to him. "Some of them are more valuable than others, but I do think you will enjoy all of them."

The first package he passes over is an odd one, but perhaps the most fragrant - it is the bag that contains the dried herbs and spices and tea that make up the 'Chai' he sampled earlier. As she opens it, he explains:

"I watched her prepare it, so I have an idea...I was unfamiliar, but I suspected perhaps you may already know how?"

[brave_kreyu]

She smiles broadly when she unwraps it. "I do, Chai." She leans over to kiss him. "I can walk you through making it as many times as you like."

"I have a few recipes for it of my own. I can show them to you, once we're at the Lair." The thought of sharing recipes with him is oddly warming, sets a fluttering in her heart.

"Thank you, Skellig."

[27_53]

"Of course, my love. I would enjoy that greatly. I...am not all that familiar with cooking, so I will need to learn." They would be able to survive on the basics and there are a few things he knows how to do, but he will need to know more if they are to live together, create a home, care for one another. "It was quite good when I tried some today."

With the next boxes he hands over he also explains:

"Now this is three parts - these two are for you, for certain." Those are the boxes which contain the pieces of jewelry he had picked on the first day they had gone shopping together, which he had gathered when she was not near him - the amethyst pectoral collar, with dozens of delicate crystals strung together in various shades of shimmering purples. And the amethyst and turquoise wrist cuff that he had selected to match.

"The third, I cannot read the inscription, I would have you read it first before I might wear it, unless you would rather." That is the small amulet with the dragon carved from amethyst with what is supposed to be some symbols for protection in it.

[brave_kreyu]

"I will be learning more cooking too, but I will be glad to teach you what I know."

It is the third box Kreyu goes for first, the amulet. "It looks a bit like me," she says when she glances from the amulet to him. "Lovely work too. Is that why you wanted it?"

She peers at the inscription. "They are protective symbols," she tells him. "Ones for luck, for protection against curses. I can't sense any power in it, so it should be safe for you to wear."

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Skellig nods.

"That is what the merchant said they were, but I wanted to ensure it was not the opposite before I wore it against my skin." He smiles as she hands it to him, studies the shape of the little dragon as he holds it in his palm. "I figure it is unassuming enough that I would be able to wear it most places, where some of these others would stand out too greatly. And it would be another way I could keep you near my heart."

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu blushes. "You say the sweetest things, my heart." She kisses him again, lingering a little this time. Maybe they don't need to open the next gift right away?

[27_53]

While he wants to do nothing more than spoil her and lavish her with gifts - he also does not see any reason to rush, not when they are both comfortable as they are right now.

So he 'allows' her to linger, pulling her body a little closer to his as she kisses him, reaching his hand out to take hold of one of hers, the carved dragon held between their palms.

(He will remember this kiss, each time he thinks of the dragon when it brushes against his skin.)

"I mean every word of it."

[brave_kreyu]

"I know," she breathes against his lips. "The truth in your words is what makes them so sweet."

"Would you like me to help you put it on now? Or shall we save it for later?"

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"I think it will be safer if we save it for later," he admits. "I have a sneaking suspicion that you and I will both lose most of what we are wearing quite soon, if trends hold..."

Skellig smirks against her lips.

"Not that I am complaining." He leans away only briefly to slip the amulet back into the bag she pulled it from, and places it on the side table behind them for safekeeping.

[brave_kreyu]

"I believe you're right," she agrees. She smirks a bit herself.

The gifts for HER are met with delight. "Oh, they're lovely, darling. Thank you! I shall definitely wear them tomorrow, show them off."

She carefully puts them back, sets them on the side table behind them to keep them safe.

[27_53]

With those stowed safely away, he contemplates the others - and also contemplates his rising desire to kiss her once again, perhaps explore a bit where that henna goes...

"Two more of those," he says, reaching for her hand once more, turning her palm upwards so he can look at the intricate design. "Are for you. One is for me, but it will make sense once you see yours..."

He starts in the center of her palm, tracing the lines with the tip of his index finger, working his way outwards.

"I intend to spoil you all evening. I can show them to you now...and then we can retire to our bed..." his fingertip works along her wrist, the smooth skin warm under his touch. "Or we can find some way to entertain ourselves a while before I give my dragon her next gift..."

[brave_kreyu]

His finger tracing the lines on her palm feels lovely, a teasing tingle of touch.

"I think I would like to find a way to entertain ourselves," she says, voice slightly breathy. "I quite enjoy you tracing the patterns like that, if you would like to keep going."

[27_53]

"I quite enjoy doing the tracing," he admits. "So I believe this will work out well for us."

His attentions linger for a moment on her palm, before he turns her hand over and continues his explorations on the backside of her hand, her wrist, the back of her forearm.

"This is supposed to bring luck, for the bride?"

[brave_kreyu]

"It is," she tells him. Her skin shivers, jumps from time to time, under his touch. "The longer they last and the darker the color, the happier the marriage is supposed to be."

Kreyu grins. "I helped the artist make VERY sure they would be as dark and long lasting as possible, just in case."

The patterns are intricate things, flowers and vines suggesting knots and other potent symbols of fortune.

"I applied some of them myself, the less visible ones."

[27_53]

"I am eager to find those," he says softly, glancing up at her with a devious grin. "In due time, of course."

Skellig continues to trace the patterns as they twist and wind up her arm, working carefully to follow every line as best he can, not afraid to double back if he thinks he's 'missed' a pathway.

His voice grows a bit more serious, but his mood is still positive.

"Our marriage will be filled with happiness," he says. "I have no doubt of that. We both bring such joy to the other simply by being near one another and by sharing the most basic of experiences. I think our foundation is strong. I am sure there may be times when we will be tested..." he thinks briefly of his conversation earlier with Elihu. "But I have belief that no matter the storms we may face, we would weather them with strength, grow from the experience."

He presses his lips against her palm again, before bringing her hand to rest against his chest.

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs, low, when he says he is eager to find those.

She can feel his heartbeat under her hand. "We will weather the storms together, grow stronger, wiser," she echoes. "But we will enjoy the times the skies are clear too," Her expression is a little impish. "Celebrate our union beneath sun, moon, and stars."

[27_53]

"I will hold you to that," Skellig says seriously. "As you know...I am quite fond of crying your name out in ecstasy, with the moon and stars as my witnesses..."

He laughs wickedly, and shifts his body to better angle himself on the couch to allow him to reach over and lift her legs up, draping them over his lap. This gives him better access to her feet with his hands, and there are more designs here to trace.

"I would use some of my preening oils to work into your skin, but I do not wish to disrupt the henna ink until it has set fully," he says, as he reaches for her feet and begins to rub over the soles with his fingertips, a gentle massaging touch. "I would not risk our happiness."

Plus, she has said before she does not mind his hands being slightly 'rough'.

[brave_kreyu]

"I will be glad for you to hold me to that, or hold me in so many other ways," she replies, eyes sparkling with mischief.

She lets her body sprawl back on the couch, lounge, as he lifts her legs over his lap.

Kreyu makes pleased noises as rubs the soles of her feet. There are patterns even here, Roses mostly, here and there with a hint of thorns. "Only the ones that are readily visible to all are for happiness," she explains. "You could rub preening oils into the other ones, if you like." When he finds them, of course.

[27_53]

"Are you preparing me for encountering pirates...by having me follow a map to seek out buried treasures?"

His fingertips move up her ankles, the bottoms of her calves, working slowly upwards towards her knees - grinning each time she sighs or makes one of those pleased sounds he loves ever so much.

(But as slow as he is working, it is obvious that he is playfully teasing, drawing it out on purpose.)

"I did run across some stalls selling oils today," he says. "I did not buy any, though, as yours are much more potent."