brave_kreyu | OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part Seven

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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She moans at his hands on her breasts. "Ritual won't be spoiled now, since we both came earlier," she explains. "You can come as early and as often as you like."

She turns around somewhat reluctantly. "Lay back for me? Unless you'd rather coax yourself a different way?"

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"I will lay back in a moment," he promises her as she settles on his lap, still straddled across his thighs. "First, I have a few areas I would wish to enjoy..."

Those areas would still be her breasts, but now that she has turned to face him, he can lean in with his hands cupped against her and kiss her on the mouth, soft and gentle as he teases with his fingers once again.

(After all, she deserves the attention after her 'injury', even if she has been made to feel fine.)

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brave_kreyu

Oh, she loves kissing him, touching him! She returns his kiss, soft, gentle, but lingering. She's making tiny pleased noises into his mouth as he teases her with his fingers.

She shifts on his lap, giving his cock a bit of a tease, but mostly she's reaching for his wings, threading fingers through his feathers.

She feels like she could do this forever, kiss, touch, taste, enjoy.

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Forever is a long time - and Skellig is in no rush, no hurry. Sometimes it is him in charge, other times it is her; their mouths meeting and wrestling playfully for control of the kisses.

Eventually, however, his cock eventually protests the 'lack of action' between them as her fingers have been focused in her feathers. He groans happily, squirming beneath her.

"Thought I would need a bit more preparation," he mutters. "Not sure if that's the case or not."

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brave_kreyu

"We can find out," she murmurs. One of her hands leaves his feathers, moves to stroke his cock, slow and smooth.

"Oh, you feel lovely," she tells him. "Warm, firm, but flexible, such a pleasure to touch."

She grins wickedly. "Thinking about getting on my hands and knees, having you take me from behind. Haven't tried that position before, wouldn't be able to touch you, but you could touch ME as much as you liked."

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"Much more pleasurable than that...Rod," he mutters, a vague hint of disgust in his voice - and a sharp glare is shot in the direction he shoved it to the edge of their nest of blankets and cushions.

He bites his lower lip thoughtfully. "I would not object to having that ability if I were in that position. It would lend itself to ensuring I was hitting...all your spots." He allows his hand to trail between them, settling at the base of his cock below where she is touching him. "And there is adequate cushion here, with how we have arranged things."

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brave_kreyu

"Infinitely better," she purrs.

She stretches, deliberately tempting and teasing with just HOW she stretches. Then she crawls off of him, finds the best spot in their nest of blankets and cushions to brace herself on all fours.

She looks over her shoulder at him, grinning. His dragon has a very FINE ass, and she waggles it a little just to see what he will do.

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Growling playfully, he adjusts his position and 'stalks' in her direction - though as tempted as he is simply pounce on her with zero hesitation, he has other ideas as far as teasing goes.

He flattens both palms against her calves, rubbing gently and working on her skin up higher, to the backs of her knees, then onwards to her calves, and eventually he reaches (oh-so-very-slowly) her ass.

"Another reason I get hard just watching you walk about in that dress," he mutters, before he lightly trails a solo fingertip over her curves. He is being an absolute tease and does not care at all. "Picturing you walking without it, knowing what you're hiding..." He smirk widens. "I get greedy, knowing that it is all mine..."

Edited Date: 2024-06-28 02:05 am (UTC)

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His growl and playful stalking start to coax violet into her eyes. She exhales sharply in pleasure as he starts rubbing and working on her skin. "So good to me," she murmurs. It IS teasing, but she's in the mood for that, and she knows he won't leave her unsatisfied.

Her skin shivers under his solo fingertip as it trails over her curves. "All yours," she agrees, voice low and husky. "Your mate, your dragon, your wife." She presses into his touch. "Tempted to see just how many times I can make you come tonight, inside this circle."

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"Well, the next time I do it will be buried inside you," he says, matter-of-factly. "Hopefully while bringing you to come alongside me, if I can coax you off the edge."

Which he intends to start trying to do, just now. He teasingly leans closer to her, allows his cock to brush against her ass - but with his hands instead he reaches up to begin tracing letters down along the center of her back, following her spine.

(It is his name spelled out. That much he knows how to write.)

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"I like the sound of that plan," she purrs.

She rubs her ass against his cock, hopefully teasing HIM a little. She can tell that he's drawing letters, but she doesn't recognize the alphabet. "Not a language I know," she tells him. "Would you tell me what it means?"

It feels good, his fingers 'drawing' letters along the center of her back, and she makes little noises of pleasure as he 'writes'.

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"It is my name," he says, tracing the letters over again as he restarts from the top.

S K E L L I G

"It is one of the few things I know how to write." Another word: L O V E "And that is 'love'," he adds once he finishes, with a bit of a flourish - and he allows his hand to trail to her lower back, his cock twitching against her flesh with the way she rubs against him.

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She smiles. "I will try to remember those," she promises. "And I can teach you how to write, let you practice on my skin with your hands or ink."

She grins wickedly as she feels his cock twitch. "I think your cock wants to be buried inside of me right now," she purrs.

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27_53

"It does."

K R E Y U is written a bit slower across her hips, hesitating slightly - as it is something he is less familiar with but the letters are pieced together easily enough. "That is your name, Kreyu. I would write them for you sometime on paper. We could both practice."

Then his fingers slide further 'south', reaching between her legs to seek out her arousal. "Is your cunt ready for my cock to be buried inside of it, that is the true question..."

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brave_kreyu

"I'd like that," she says, sincere, about practicing the writing. NERD.

She moans as his fingers seek out her arousal. She's wet, but perhaps not QUITE wet enough after the mishap with the Rod of the Sun. "It will be, if you rub me a bit with your fingers and your cock."

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27_53

Guiding his cock to settle in the curve of her ass, he does just that - rubbing gently as she pushes back against him, adding a second finger to seek out the sensitive spots inside of her that he knows drive her towards ecstasy. He would not want to push her completely over the edge just yet, but close to it would be acceptable.

"Definitely a different angle," he muses to himself, allowing his other hand to grasp her hip, his wings to mantle higher and over the both of them, not fully wrapping closed but more of a 'dominant' position.

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brave_kreyu

"Oh, that's just right" she moans as he finds a 'good' spot inside of her and strokes it. The feeling of him rubbing up against her is good too, especially since she knows it feels good to him.

"Good angle?" she asks, when he muses aloud. The shadow of his wings over her is a little thrill, that he's confident enough to be more dominant here.

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27_53

"Very good," he says softly. "I mean to be fair, I would gladly take you any way you would choose to give yourself over to me..."

For as cocky and brash as he can be at times, dominance is NOT one of Skellig's character traits. But most of that bravado comes from a sense of inadequacy, an underlying fear of being attacked, chastised, put down . Here he does not have that to worry about, because not only with Kreyu is he safe, but within this universe he is also treated as an equal - and by others, as more than such. So his confidence has improved.

"...but this feels quite pleasant."

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She would be so very glad that he feels safe, feels confident. "Would have you any way you wanted me to have you," she replies, voice low and breathy.

She moans and whines in pleasure as his fingers thrust inside of her and rub and his cock rubs against her ass.
It feels good, so good, but she needs more. "Please, please fuck me, Skellig," she begs. "Need you inside of me."

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27_53

To his credit, Skellig does not falter much when she begs for him to fuck her. Keyword: much.

Only briefly does his attention break from what his hands are doing to her to shift his focus to the sudden rush of blood and heat that drops into his groin, his heart stutter-stepping in his chest for a beat, then another as his brain rests and his mind pays attention to just what she is asking of him.

With a firm shake of his head and a throaty laugh, he leans down and presses his lips against the side of her neck as he reaches for his cock with his hand, guiding himself into her without any hesitation.

"My dragon queen," he growls softly. "All mine, for the taking."

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brave_kreyu

"Like your mouth on my neck," she tells him.

She moans, low, loud, as he slides inside of her. He feels bigger from this angle, but it's not painful. In fact, it feels very good.

"My owl king," she growls softly back. "All of you mine to claim." She pushes back against his body, driving his cock just that little bit deeper inside of her. "Perhaps I'll claim you later, once you've had your fill of taking me, hm?"

She chuckles wickedly. "Maybe tie you to the bed and dance for you."

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"Would drive me wild, to watch you dance while tied up, my hands bound tight. Want so badly to touch you when you move your body like that," he mutters, nipping again at her neck - never hard enough to mar her skin with a bruise, but a faint red mark that will fade after a few hours may appear from time to time. "Makes my cock twitch, when you dance for me."

His body responds to hers, matching the rhythm she wants from him with the tempo he desires to claim her with - steady, driving, just a hint of teasing, she could have more from him if she begs for it.

"Your king," he continues. "Would worship you as long as you'd like. In whatever...whatever manner you'd please."

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brave_kreyu

She gasps in pleasure and surprise when he nips like that. "Want to watch it drive you wild," she confesses. "See you come apart for me."

She might want more in a bit, but for right now the pace is very good.

She shivers in pleasure, in want, when he says he would worship her as long as she'd like. "My king," she purrs. "I, I am worthy of that kind of worship from you."

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"You are worthy of more than I can give you," he says - but there is no disappointment or sadness in his words, because he knows in his soul that she is truly satisfied by the ways he brings her to pleasure. (And he trusts that if she was truly wanting, she would speak up and tell him!) "But I feel as if I have at least managed a decent job of worshipping my queen, so far..."

That last bit is teasing, as he wraps an arm around her midsection and allows his fingertips to splay across her ribcage, seeking out sensitive spots on her belly and her breasts with his touch.

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brave_kreyu

"Nonsense," she snorts when he says she's worthy of more than he can give her.

"MOST excellent," she gasps, as his fingers find that spot on her ribcage that makes her breath catch, toy with her nipples, as he thrusts in and out of her.

She moans as his fingers drag across her stomach, tease. Words are getting harder, now. "More, please," she begs.