OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part Seven

[brave_kreyu]

It turns out that 'guarding the lair' involves more than just staying in one place. Kreyu has a goal today of scouting outside their borders, looking for possible trouble.

Given that Skellig can't speak the local language, yet, they're not trying to pass as locals. Skellig is just wearing a kilt as they stalk through the forest.

The wilderness is truly wild here, only barely touched by humans. Beasts of all kinds live in these woods, wolves, deer, boars, birds, rabbits, and more.

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[brave_kreyu]

They can work on that mindset later.

She would be touched, knowing that he is so determined to erase the cracks and dents left by her past disappointment and anger. His ecstasy, his release, drives her so close to edge that she can TASTE it. Only a few more strokes of her fingers on her clit as she keeps riding him send her after him.

She clings to him, sticky with sweat, flushed with afterglow. She has the BEST husband, yes she does!

[27_53]

His entire body is surging with energy from their afterglow; his hair is a complete wreck with sweat and static, his feathers definitely strewn across the bed along with several of hers - and he could care less, as he laughs breathlessly against her skin.

"You...you."

A sloppy kiss to her shoulder, then another. He is grinning ear to ear, a little feral and wild even if she can't fully see it.

"Are magnificent."

[brave_kreyu]

"So are you," she replies, grinning ear to ear. "My magnificent husband."

Her hands stroke across his back.

[27_53]

He grunts happily as she touches him, and eventually settles them back down into bed where she can lay sprawled atop him (like the treasure that she would claim him as) and her hoard he knows is beneath this mattress and these cushions.

"Not quite the same as before," he comments idly. "But still very fun."

[brave_kreyu]

"Very fun," she murmurs as she sprawls all over him. "Though I may just fall asleep right here."

[27_53]

He slings an arm around her body, tucking it beneath her wings, allowing his fingertips to lightly press against her feathers.

"It is my favorite way to find rest," Skellig admits, voice already a bit thick with the threat of sleep. "Your body sprawled atop mine."

She is the BEST security blanket.

Tomorrow they will deal with the White Death, and shop. But tonight is for rest and recovery, which will come with much-needed sleep for the both of them.