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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"Practice...we will practice..."

Laughing under his breath, he exhales weakly and rests his head against her shoulder.

"Don't like leavin' you wanting, my love," he mutters softly against her skin "Can try...but don't know if I'll be any good."

[brave_kreyu]

She runs her hands through his hair. "Just for a little while, darling. We'll head home, get a good meal in us, and you can help me practice the ritual with the Rod of the Sun."

"I might need a lot of practice," she teases.

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"I remember now," he nods weakly, presses his lips against her neck. "We had a plan. Is a good plan. I will assist...gladly."

After another few moments of sitting, he feels he is likely good enough to stand up - a quick 'rinse' in the spring once she has climbed off of his lap, and he shakes his wings out once more before going looking for their bag, his kilt and her dress.

"Would you prefer to fly back in dragon form? I am unsure the distance to the Lair, exactly," he asks, as he looks at her dress, and then at her. "My mind hardly knows which way is North, at the moment."

[brave_kreyu]

"Dragon shape would be best," she decides after a moment of thought. "I fly far faster in that form."

She changes shape once they are out of the woods and Skellig can take his usual perch.

The trip back is quick and blessedly uneventful. Once they are back inside the lair, the smell of food cooking greets them. "Oh good, it worked," she says, pleased. "I left some food to cook in the coals when we left this morning."

The bread ROSE properly this time, and once it's patted out it will cook fairly quickly. She slices one of the melons they bought yesterday and wraps the melon pieces in paper thin strips of a salty ham, a spiritual cousin of prosciutto. That and wine will tide them over while she cooks the flatbreads and finishes up the dish she left in the coals. It is a mix of eggplant, garbanzo beans, onions, garlic, and other vegetables and herbs, with a bit of the ham in them for seasoning.

[27_53]

Skellig can also smell the food cooking as they enter, and his metabolism quickly reminds him that he is hungry. He does take the time to add the piece of armor he brought back to 'his' pile off to the side that he has started, once it has been wiped clean. And then it is time for wine and 'appetizers'.

"It smells amazing," he comments. "And wise thinking on your part."

It is clear from the way she moves about the space that it would be wisest if he stayed out of the way; he manages to pour them each a healthy glass of wine, then perches in a chair at the table and watches her as she works. She knows what she is doing, she enjoys it, and that brings him pleasure to simply watch her while he snacks on a piece of melon and ham.

[brave_kreyu]

"Thank you," she says, pleased. She did put her dress back on, to help protect her skin against any hot splatters or sparks.

Once the flatbreads have cooked, kreyu spreads portions of the thickened vegetable and legume mixture on them, then tops them with cheese. It just takes a little time over the fire for the cheese to melt. The effect is a bit like a bunch of small pizzas.

"My first student, Kirke, taught me how to make these ages ago. Haven't made them in a long time. I'm glad I still remembered how."

[27_53]

"I imagine the toppings could be swapped easily for whatever is local or in season."

Skellig also has taken the time to prepare 'her' place at the table while she has been cooking for them - this he has at least the ability to figure out how to do. Once she is seating beside him with the food and her wine, he lifts his glass in a sort of toast to her.

"For righting wrongs, now and in the future."

Because he knows that they will deal with the slave traders at some point.

[brave_kreyu]

"They can be, yes," she replies.

"Thank you, love," she says as she sits down. "To righting wrongs," she says, returning his toast.

Kreyu hadn't realized just how HUNGRY she was until she starts to eat. "It was a disaster, the first time I made these," she recalls. "The fire was too hot, and everything wound up a blackened mess."

[27_53]

Skellig's focus as they start to eat is purely the food for a moment - but he is listening as she speaks and tells her story.

"I can cook...some things," he says, in between bites. "Meats, if I do not just have them raw. Vegetables on a flame." The crust of the 'pizza' crunches in his mouth - not burnt, just right - and he chews before speaking. "I would not have the slightest clue how to make a dough that cooperates."

[brave_kreyu]

"I would be glad to teach you," she tells him. "It is tricky, at first. Sometimes it can be stubborn even when you have had plenty of experience." Like the dough she made the other day.

Eventually, dinner and the clean up afterward is finished and she glances at him, flushes faintly. "Should I set up a kind of practice circle? It will let you feel if you are getting too far from the Rod of the Sun."

[27_53]

"I think that would work best," he says. "If it is to be set up on the floor, should I gather some of the pieces of the bed, to make it more comfortable for you? Or would you work on the bed itself?"

He would not mind to fetch some cushions and furs as well as silks, to ensure she is comfortable. But if the bed is an option...that could also work well.

"You will have to remind me of how this version of it should work. The scroll illustration was...distracting."

[brave_kreyu]

"The base of the Rod has to rest on the ground, but we can use pieces from the bed to make things more comfortable," she explains.

She blushes. "Yes, it was quite distracting. I can explain how it works as we set up."

It is, in essence, the same ritual, although the King's part is usually played by a facsimile rather than a person. "Though there's no reason you couldn't lay down as you would for the usual ritual. I would kiss you and we would begin to arouse one another."

She has left a space in the chalk circle she is drawing for Skellig to enter and leave the circle. "I THINK so long as you are touching me and the ground at the same time you will be able to stand and move however you like once we've started, but this test will let us know for sure."

She's blushing, which is ridiculous, when she takes the Rod of the Sun out of the bag it was packed in. It is heavy bronze, meant to be utilized with a wooden platform with a hole in it to hold the bronze member in the correct position. The likeness is quite good, all things considered.

"Let me see, this goes through here..." At least it assembles easily!

[27_53]

As he walks through the gap in the circle with an armful of things from the bed to arrange on the floor, she is unpacking the Rod of the Sun from the bag and it is...certainly impressive.

And very bronze.

Skellig glances at Kreyu, cautiously.

"I will...I will work to ensure you are well-prepared for this ritual," he promises seriously. "Very well prepared."

[brave_kreyu]

"The craftswoman gave me lubrication to apply to it, to help." The jar of lubricant is sitting near the rod of the Sun. "But I do suspect you will need to make sure I'm very well prepared."

She eyes the Rod. "It will be difficult to pretend it's your cock, but perhaps if you are touching me, kissing me, whispering naughty things in my ear, helping me ride it..."

[27_53]

"I suppose I could maybe even sit with it between my legs and still keep it on the ground, have you nearly in your normal position..."

He is still a little suspicious, but for the sake of the ritual (and the villagers) he is willing to try it. At least once. Inwardly, he is thinking about possible herbs they could mix up that might help with his recovery time, or spells for his stamina...

Since this is just the "practice" attempt, he does not feel bad about wandering over and putting his hand onto the Rod as she holds it. The likeness is...impressive.

"You did a fine job of describing me," he compliments her.

[brave_kreyu]

"I think that would help me, if we could manage it."

The spell itself might help him recover, as it's purpose IS fertility.

Kreyu is still a little flushed as he puts his hand on it. "I'm sure I was so very red as I was giving her the description," she confesses. "But I have been paying close attention, and she was quite good at prompting me for detailed information."

[27_53]

"I have been most grateful for your attention to detail," he comments. "Your efforts have not gone unnoticed."

Skellig leans in close, kisses her gently on the mouth as he reaches up to gently cup her face in his hand - allowing his forehead to rest against hers once he breaks the kiss to speak.

"I have never felt more cherished by another soul as I have felt in my time since I have arrived here. You make me feel as if I matter, Kreyu, and there are no words to truly describe just how good that makes me feel. The way you take note of things, pay attention to quirks and details, it...it has meant a great deal to me."

[brave_kreyu]

Her heart fills with warmth, with joy, at his words. "Oh, Skellig. You matter so very much."

She kisses him softly. "I should not have been the first to show you that, but I will not be the last either." Her confidence in that is absolute. She's certain he will make friends, given time, and Taweret is already quite fond of him.

"The way you cherish me, I have never felt so happy."

Her muscles twitch a little, as the open circle wants to be completed. She exhales sharply. "The spell is getting a bit impatient, do we have what we need?"

[27_53]

"I believe all we need is each other."

Skellig kisses her again quickly, as he can sense the 'edge' to her energy - and then moves to settle himself on the ground - with the cushions beneath him and lightly leaves his legs parted to allow for her to 'position' the Rod of the Sun between them, as close to his own anatomy as it will allow reasonably.

He knows the part of the spell he will have to play to start is easy enough - lie there, as she closes the circle and works to 'find' her husband...

[brave_kreyu]

He can feel a kind of pressure change against his skin as the circle closes. Her voice and the spell don't pull on him so strongly here, laying on stone instead of a planted field, but he can still feel it as he did before.

She touches him, as she did before, in all the places the King of the Gods was severed, and then the Breath of Life, the kiss. Warmth and life flood back into him, but he might sense something else he couldn't the last time. He was 'fresh' when he laid with her before, had not spent himself recently. His previous experience suggests that he shouldn't be capable of getting hard again right now, but he can FEEL his cock start to respond to her body pressed against him, her mouth on his.

[27_53]

He is unsure if it is perhaps the additional Karma in this space (but it shouldn't be, with the way the spell works) within the stone walls of the Lair, but whatever forces or magic are at work...he is definitely responding to her touch, her kisses, her weight pressing against his.

This is different. Much different. Not unpleasant, but simply...a surprise.

Skellig groans softly against her mouth as she's kissing him, trying to somehow 'signal' to Kreyu that something is different this time, his arousal growing, his want and desire surging through his veins now that she has given him the Breath of Life again and washed away the cold from his veins.

[brave_kreyu]

She'll surely notice eventually, especially if his body keeps responding.

"My love, my king," she breathes against his lips. Her want and desire are surging too. She has as much of her body in contact with him as she can right now, and her hands are everywhere. She kisses him deeply, thoroughly. "Going to make you so very warm," she assures him when she has to breathe. "Chase the chill away."

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"You are doing just that," he pants, laughing under his breath a little as she squirms her body against his. And more that you have yet to realize, he thinks to himself (though does not 'share' the thought) as he returns the kiss.

Eventually he slips a hand between their bodies - the back of his knuckles graze the Rod as he moves to seek out her arousal, the chill of the bronze something they will have to address - and his own cock is already half-hard just from the way she is kissing him. This is certainly an interesting shift!

"I will make sure you are ready," he whispers against her lips, before working to start stroking his fingertips over her cunt, teasing softly. "Work you to the edge of your release before we must play with toys."

If they need them at all!

[brave_kreyu]

She shifts her weight as he strokes her cunt and she notices he's half hard as she moans in pleasure. "Half hard for me so soon," she gasps. "You could make me come on your cock, get me nice and loosened up, THEN prepare me for the toy while you're recovering from fucking me?"

It's an appealing fantasy.

[27_53]

The fantasy is an appealing one, and he knows she is still wanting from earlier, can feel the ache in her body as he touches her.

"You'd like that?" He 'asks', trying his best to keep a somewhat serious tone in his voice - she wants him to talk dirty to her, he'll certainly try - as he works to get her to moan again with just the touch of his hands. One hand stays focused on the efforts between her legs, teasing at her clit with a fingertip before he tempts her with just the hint of sliding them inside of her. The other hand shifts to her chest, fingers flicking lightly at a nipple, and he allows his mouth to fall to her throat. "Have me work you into a frenzy and then have you come on my cock?"