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]

"Another thing to add to our list, although I have a few spares that would fit you." The kilts are a bit one size fits most, after all.

She sets the tart down, since he's still holding her other hand to his chest. She reaches for the pin at her left shoulder holding the chiton in place. Dexterous fingers work the pin loose, and the fabric falls away, leaving her breast and part of her belly bare as the 'front' on that side pools in her lap.

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Now with some of her skin exposed, Skellig releases her hand from his chest - after all, there are better things he could be doing with his hand - for instance, cupping her breast gently in his palm, while he leans in to kiss her.

"The list grows longer by the moment, but I will admit my focus right now is solely on you, my love," he murmurs softly. "And the things my mind wishes to enjoy."

(As well as the things he would like to push away from the forefront of his thoughts - which to be fair, she has already done a good job of just with dinner and 'dessert' so far.)

[brave_kreyu]

She gasps softly as he cups her breast in his palm, leans in to kiss her. Her hand, now free, pulls the pin out of the other side, sending all of the fabric down to 'pool' around her hips.

She kisses him, deep, loving, just a little heated. "Tempted to recreate the first time you had your hand like that on my breast," she confesses, voice low and breathy. "Straddle your lap in that chair, sate your appetites thoroughly."

She chuckles. "What's a little more laundry, after all, in the pursuit of pleasure?"

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"Not afraid t'help with laundry," Skellig offers cheerfully, teasing her nipple with his fingertips. "Or whatever you would have me do as far as 'chores' go." Someone believes in equal distribution of labor, and she's already a much better and more frequent cook than he is...

"And it was a good time," he continues, bringing his other hand up, cupping the other breast and giving it the same attention. His lips wander to her neck and throat, leaving tiny kisses on her skin.

(He knows he is moving 'slowly compared to his usual habits and methods of driving her arousal higher, but his mind is still just a hint scattered from earlier...he will make it up to her.)

"You did a fine job of ensuring I was well-sated. Always do."

[brave_kreyu]

"May take you up on that." Guess who doesn't like doing laundry? She moans, low, when he teases her nipple.

Somehow, she's suddenly straddling his lap, naked, the chiton left trailing from her chair onto the floor. Who knows what she had to do physically to accomplish that, but she did. "Hm. I like this seat much better," she purrs as his lips wander, and his hand cups the other breast.

Kreyu is perfectly content with slow, no need to make anything up to her! She chuckles. "I did, didn't I? Quite well for a beginner, I think." She is still a bit smug about that. "Though it helped that you showed me how you wanted to be touched."

Her hands wander his sides, creep up into the edges of his feathers. "You knew what I needed even when I didn't."

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Momentarily he is slightly startled, when she somehow shifts her position on his lap quicker than he can even truly understand what is happening (but he doesn't need to complain about it, because he likes it) but her fingers are weaving gently into his feathers.

He likes that, too.

"Always willing to help teach you what I like," he mutters playfully. "Though by this point, you have leaned most of what drives me wild..."

There may be a few secrets yet to be discovered - some he likely doesn't even know himself, yet. He nibbles lightly on her neck as she twirls one of his feathers with her fingertip, exhaling happily.

[brave_kreyu]

"And you've learned most of mine," she replies, playful. "We are well matched."

Kreyu makes a happy sound in response to his exhale. His nibbles, her touches and his, all feel good. "Could explore you for hours, but this isn't the best place for that. On the other hand, I quite like this position we're in right here. Such a dilemma."

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"You could straddle me while I was sitting on the bed," he offers. "It would not be quite the same, but it would give you an opportunity to fetch those silks from Heka's hoard, and we could continue to claim them as our own treasures..."

He leans up, kisses the underside of her jaw, her chin, then her mouth before he nuzzles lightly and rests his forehead against hers.

"I know how riled up you get when you see my eyes matched with them."

[brave_kreyu]

"A very good point," she purrs. She sighs in pleasure at his kisses.

"And I since I'm grabbing the silks, I should grab the balm for your skin. Make sure you are in very good shape before I ravish you." The last is said with a teasing tone.

She slides off of his lap, then saunters over to the location of the silks and the balm, hips swaying a bit more than they usually do.

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Skellig huffs in slight disappointment as she climbs off of him - but he takes the time to appreciate the view as she saunters away from him to the chest when those things are stored. In the meantime, he gathers up her chiton from the floor and folds it loosely to neaten it up, placing it on a chair where it should be safe for the remainder of the evening.

He wanders towards the bed afterwards, crawling up onto it (sitting near the 'foot' - though it is big enough to fit both of their bodies in any direction they would please) and shedding his kilt in the process.

"I know I am burnt slightly, but I do feel less irritated than usual."

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu gathers up the silks and the balm, admires the sight of him when she approaches the bed.

She unfurls the silk with a snap like sound, spreading it across the bed in one easy motion. "You do look so lovely on these, and knowing that my having them would make Heka FURIOUS adds extra spice."

"I am glad you are less irritated than usual. Perhaps you are getting used to the sun?" "Would you rather I put the lotion on the back side of you first, or the front?"

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"The back, I think. I fear if that you start with my front...I may not last long enough to allow the back to be an option."

He lightly bites the tip of his tongue between his teeth as she makes the comment about infuriating Heka.

"I would be more than glad to go raid his hoard for more treasure, if you would like to add to your..." he motions around the room. "Collection."

Because Dragons ALWAYS want more treasures.

[brave_kreyu]

She grins wickedly at his response when he says he might not last long enough for the back to be an option.

"Might not be a bad idea to visit the Lost City again on our way home," she muses. "Give the rest of it a good home."

She motions for him to lay down on his stomach. Her strokes are smooth and gentle when she starts applying the balm. The base of it is shea butter, but there are some other ingredients too. "Supposed to be good for your skin even if you don't have a sunburn."

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"It is pleasant," he says. "Not only the way it feels upon my skin, but also the manner in which it is applied."

His smirk is definitely devious.

"Any excuse to have your hands rubbing over my body is a welcome one." He adjusts his wings to allow her better access to his upper back and shoulders, where the majority of the 'burn' is.

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs, low. "Hm. I quite enjoy rubbing my hands all over your body, so the pleasure is mutual."

She works carefully on his upper back and shoulders, her body brushing across his feathers as she works.

"My brothers say that in more northern lands there are people with skin as fair as yours, though none with an owl's feathers."

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Every time she brushes across his feathers, a small shiver runs down his spine - one she will definitely notice.

"You have lovely hands," he mutters with a pleased sigh, folding his arms under his head and settling into the mattress a bit more - this also helps to keep him from squirming too much, which might lead to an increase in his arousal levels too soon. (Not that he thinks she'd mind that, but he DOES need the balm applied.) "Never been touched before the way you touch me. Can feel your love for me, every time your hands are on my skin."

[brave_kreyu]

"I'm glad you can feel that," she says, voice soft. She shivers a little as well when she comes into contact with his feathers.

"Your heart speaks through your flesh, when you touch me," she tells him. She's gotten the worst of the burn areas, but she intends to get all of him that she can before she asks him to turn over!

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As she moves across his skin, he adjusts his wings carefully to allow her access to all the areas of his body - as she goes lower down his sides he pulls in a breath, feeling the familiar tickle of her fingers against his ribs, working in the balm carefully. She really is getting ALL of the spots.

"My heart has many things to say," he laughs softly as he involuntarily squirms under her touch. He is not outright ticklish, but that is still sensitive...

"Especially about my love for you. It is limitless...deeper in my soul than I even knew I could carry another heart alongside my own."

[brave_kreyu]

"I'll try not to make you squirm too much," she promises. She IS being careful, but hitting all the spots means some squirming is inevitable.

"Does it frighten you, how much you feel for me?" she asks. She's remembering certain things Elihu said to her when Skellig was elsewhere.

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"Frighten me?"

Even though she can't see the flash of confusion that crosses his features, she'll likely be able to hear it in his tone. "I do not know why I would be frightened by our love..."

Pausing, he considers. "I will admit that when I first felt our souls bond as they did, I did not understand what was happening, because I had never found another to connect with in the manner that we have. Perhaps I was...a bit nervous? But if anything it was more fear that I might make a mistake and lose you."

[brave_kreyu]

"It was, it was something that Elihu mentioned, when we spoke after you had gone," Kreyu explains. "That such an intensity of feeling in so short a span...worried him." She's working on his lower back now.

"That it gave me a great deal of power over you, whether I wanted that power or not."

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While her main focus is rubbing the shea butter mixture into his skin, he can sense that she is also working to give him a bit of a massage throughout the process - and he is very grateful for that, as his body is still tense from the stress of the day's events. He groans softly as she hits a tender spot, feeling the muscle twitch before it relaxes and releases.

"I have always known you are much more powerful than I am," he says. "Even just from sensing your Karma when we first met, I knew I could not ever hope to match you...but it does not...I do not fear it. I could sense that your energy was full of Light, of hope and your heart was not Dark...I have not feared you or your power."

He sighs happily as her fingertips dance along his spine.

"I respect your power," he adds. "But I do not fear it, because I trust you."

[brave_kreyu]

She is careful in her search for tender spots not to press TOO hard.

"I am grateful for that, so very much." She kisses his lower back, a brush of her lips. "I will try to trust myself as much as you trust me, that I will not turn our love to poison."

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Now Skellig is even MORE confused.

"Why...why would our love be turned to poison? Kreyu, I do not..."

He awkwardly shifts to roll his weight onto one side, resting against his hip so that he can turn to look at her.

"I do not understand why he would have said such a thing. Why would he have thought that was even possible?"

[brave_kreyu]

"He has seen such things happen before, with humans," Kreyu replies, voice quiet. "And he and Revenin were mortal enemies once, even though their souls were entangled. He feared that if hate could turn to love..."

She shakes her head, as if to clear it. "Just excess caution. It must be." She won't LET it be otherwise.