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

They spent yesterday helping curtail an outbreak of the White Death and doing a bit of shopping. Luckily, or not, depending on your point of view, they ALSO found out that today is the day the former slaves they plan on helping go before the judge.

That means this morning has involved a lot of preparation on Kreyu's part, because if she is appearing in an Official capacity, she must look just so. She is very grateful that Skellig is willing to help her make the small braids and decorate them with beads that match the dress.

"You can see part of why I don't do this very often," she quips.

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"Was lonely without you, so very lonely," she breathes.

When he starts to trace the swell of her breasts, she puts both hands in his hair, tugs just a little. "Yes, oh yes," she moans as he rubs her nipple with his tongue.

Then he moves to the other nipple, kisses and sucks and she makes a breathless noise of pleasure. "Such sweet worship from your mouth, your hands."

She tugs on his hair, still gentle, her voice drops low. "Is your goddess making you hard already, my love? Making you ache to fill me with your cock?"

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"It is the loneliness that is the hardest to erase," he mutters, voice rough. (He may be speaking from personal experience, but it also applies to the few remaining echoes that are scattered throughout her space. Their space.) "But never will either of us ever be lonely again."

Even if they are not standing side by side - because he knows there will be moments when one of them may have to do things on their own, be it mundane chores or official business - neither of them will be alone. Not with the connection they have, their bond unbreakable.

He reaches a hand between their bodies, pushing aside more of her robe - and allowing his fingertips to skim over her waist and hip.

"I am aching," he admits, though there is no shame in his voice, just desire and want. "It is probably a good thing I am still wearing this kilt, or I might have buried myself inside of you already..." Not that it would be a bad thing, for that to happen. But he is enjoying the foreplay. "I may need your help to undress me, if you would..."

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"Never again," she echoes.

Her smile turns to one of slightly wicked delight. "Gladly," she purrs.

Deft hands work at his kilt for a little while, then pull it aside and off of his body.

"So very lovely," she whispers.

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Now that he is naked and free of the kilt, he presses his groin against her upper thigh, letting her understand just how turned on he already is.

"All your doing," he murmurs, rubbing his cock lightly against her skin. "You make me feel this way. Just from your touch and the images you put into my mind when you speak to me..."

He glances up at her, eyes glinting slightly in the low light of the room.

"And now that I do not have to worry about causing a scene, I can replay the image of you in the dress...over and over again."

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She likes feeling him rub his cock against her like that.

Her own eyes glint a little. "What would you have done earlier, if you didn't have to worry so much about causing a scene?" she asks, voice low. "Find an alcove where you could see me, but not be seen? Put a hand in your mouth to muffle your cries, stroke yourself to completion with the other?"

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A hard shudder works down his spine at that image as it plays out in his head.

"I am very good at hiding," he grunts softly, slipping one of his hands between her legs, tracing the henna that he knows still remains on the inside of her thigh, even if it has faded a bit. "Keeping the attention away from me. I would have found someplace to hide. An alcove...a rooftop...an abandoned window ledge..."

He smirks. "Nudge people if I had to, but my focus would be on you...and my hand on my cock, picturing instead it was your mouth wrapped around me."

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She moans softly in pleasure as he traces the henna on her skin, soft and so very sensitive to his touch. "Something to try next time, perhaps," she purrs.

"How would I be, in your mind's eye?" she asks, voice low and rough with want. "On my knees before you in that dress? Tasting you oh so delicately, most of my attention on the head of your cock? Or would I take all of you deep in my throat, perhaps wrap my lips around the base of your cock and suck?"

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Skellig whines under his breath, his fingertips curling slightly against the inside of her thigh, pressing firmly against her skin as another shudder runs across his body. He tips his head towards the hand of hers that is still in his hair, encouraging her to keep stroking through it.

"Delicately," he mutters. "Your tongue is so good, love it when you tease me. And that way I could...could arch my hips," he presses himself closer to her. "Not hurt you."

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She works her fingers through his hair, tugs gently. "So pretty when you arch your hips," she tells him.

"Glad you like my tongue, feels good to me too, stroking you with it."

"There are dragons who can use their tongue like another limb, prehensile. Never tried to copy that before, but now I'm wondering if I could wrap my tongue around your entire cock. If I could manipulate every inch of it like it was my fingertips while I had it wrapped around you."

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With that thought in his mind, his brain momentarily falters - but not necessarily in a negative way. Not in the slightest. He swallows hard, working his throat silently.

"...we might have to test that theory." A pause, before he adds an important clarification. "Not tonight, and perhaps...not on my cock, first."

He works his hand a little higher between her legs, fingertips pressing against the edges of her cunt, stroking gently.

"But if you could...imagine how fast you could get me to come for you," he moans softly. "Just with your tongue around my cock."

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"Not tonight," she agrees, "and not on anywhere so delicate at first." (Sadly, the experiment will produce either ENTIRELY too much spit or a VERY dry mouth in a hurry. But it's an appealing IDEA.)

She moans, arches toward him as he strokes gently. "So long as it wasn't too fast for you to enjoy it properly, I would be fine with you coming very quickly indeed."

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(The idea is appealing - but even if it does not work, Kreyu still possesses plenty of ways to use her mouth on his cock that are enough to drive him wild with pleasure and work him to climax. Her 'normal' tongue is more than capable!)

"Pleasure is pleasure," he smirks. "The energy is the same regardless. I will admit that I prefer a bit of...buildup...but even those times you have coaxed me over the edge in surprise, you know how much I have enjoyed those."

His slightly-frantic shouts of pleasure, his moans of delight, the way he clings to her as his climax hits him - she KNOWS how much pleasure she brings to him.

"But today...has been a very long day...I would not wish to rush you into anything, my love," he teases.

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"Mhm, you have," she purrs. She chuckles. "Though I thought I'd hurt you, the first time you came with my hands in your wings." He came QUITE unexpectedly, with their clothes still on!

Her hips buck a little toward his hands. "I don't mind you having a bit of revenge," she gasps. "Making me wait."

She moans, loud, as he rubs her clit once, twice, then pulls back to stroke so gently at the edges of her cunt again. "How do you want to come tonight, Skellig?" There are many options!

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"Leaving me in charge," he 'chides' playfully. "A tempting prospect..."

Skellig leans in and presses his lips again to her throat, kissing lightly.

"The Great Lady deserves to be worshipped as she sees fit, and yet she is leaving her most powerful Wise in charge..." He smirks as he picks up the pace of his fingers, slipping two inside of her, causing her to squirm with pleasure under his touch. "I think I would like to bring you to climax first... then once you are ready for me, I would lay you back upon these sheets and fuck you in the manner you deserve...passionately and carefully...leaving no desire of yours unfulfilled."

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"Yes," she moans as he slips two fingers inside of her. "Such pleasure you offer me."

Her hips buck against his hand, tiny grunts and sounds of pleasure falling from her mouth. "Want to fulfill yours." His desires.

He's rubbing THAT spot inside of her, his thumb teasing her clit at the same time! He is so very good at giving her pleasure, making her writhe under him, WANTING.

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"Fulfilling your pleasures works to fulfill mine," he says honestly. "And as for what I am left wanting, you take great pride in ensuring that I am well-sated."

He shifts his mouth higher, to catch her lips in a kiss - deep and lingering - trying to convey what he's feeling, how he would wish to 'worship' his Queen with all his available resources. Once he is forced to break to catch his breath, he laughs low and wicked.

"Would you like me to bring you to come with just my hand? Or do you have other desires, Great Lady?"

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When he kisses her, she matches him, deep and lingering. Trying to convey all her love, all her desire.

Oh, that laugh! When he laughs low and wicked like that it makes heat coil in her belly, makes her shiver.

"Taste me," she breathes. "Want your mouth on me."

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"Secretly...I was hoping that would be your answer."

He kisses her again, this time slightly less intense - before he pulls back and then works to move down her body, settling himself between her legs - bringing a cushion with him.

"Lift your hips," he instructs her, sliding that cushion beneath her ass - giving him a better 'angle' to work with. With his fingertips, he traces some of that 'hidden' henna art.

"It is a good thing I have most of these lines memorized," he muses playfully. "I will be sorry when they are gone...they have been most...enjoyable for the both of us."

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"I will just need to create more, when they are gone," she suggests, grinning wickedly. "Create more for you to find, a treasure hunt."

Her skin jumps under his fingers. "Pity the paste has to sit so long for the henna to take properly, or I'd be tempted to decorate your cock after I got you nice and hard," she teases.

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Briefly he pauses in the exploration of her skin, glancing up at her, one eyebrow raised.

"I...admit I had not considered you decorating my cock itself," he says, laughing under his breath. "Keeping myself hard enough for you to do so would be quite difficult, even under the best conditions."

He smirks.

"But I am certain that I would get just as much pleasure if you chose to decorate other pieces of my skin that you would promise to trace later," he adds. "You bring great pleasure to me no matter where it is you touch."

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She looks VERY pleased when he says she brings him great pleasure no matter where she touches him. "We can try all kinds of patterns, see what you like. And I assure you I will trace them with my fingers and my mouth, if you let me."

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"You think I would protest your fingers and your mouth on my skin?" Scoffing lightly, he presses his lips against her inner thigh. "I would be considered a fool if I were to do so."

He smiles against her skin.

"Besides, it would be good to see what I like best, before our party."

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Her breath catches and her heart surges as he presses his lips against her inner thigh. "I would never presume, love," she tells him. Her voice is low and rough with want.

"Yes, try all kinds of things before they are seen by so many sets of eyes."

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His voice is husky, but it does soften slightly as he presses another kiss - higher towards her arousal, his eventual goal that he is working towards.

"I did not mean it like that," he promises her. "I know you would never presume."

He shifts his body slightly, presses his palm against her knee to better adjust his position as he allows his tongue to tease at her clit. Just as he would never presume that she would always allow him to touch her, to taste her...he is rather certain that in this moment, this is what she wants from him.