"I am certain that I may find inspiration from somewhere...perhaps even the stars above, write our own legends to dot the sky."

It is certainly not their most vigorous session of lovemaking, that they get up to, but it is not any less enjoyable. Skellig suspects perhaps tomorrow when they are in the city that the rumors may continue to thicken, of the dragon taking a mate, a lover, and that their 'rituals' echoed through the far side of the valley below the volcano.

(He will try not to blush furiously, if he hears such a thing while they are shopping.)

Explore her body he does, and she does the same to him.