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

He might remember what he was going to say later. Maybe a lot later.

Her smile is playful as she reaches for the oil glands in her wings, expresses some onto her fingers. "Will feel so much better with a little lubrication," she tells him. She wraps her fingers loosely around his cock. "So hard for me already," she purrs, pleased. "Come whenever and however you like, my dear."

Whenever might be a problem, particularly if no one else has ever touched him like this before. The preening oil will help a bit with his 'staying power', but she knows how to stroke him JUST RIGHT for all that the strokes are slow....

Everything is leading him closer to finding his release - he is grateful for her added 'assistance' with lubrication, moaning happily as she touches him - it all feels so good, everything she is doing to him. He will not last long, but he does want to last at least a bit longer, enjoy all of this.

(He would not expect a second round to be blessed upon him by the Goddess, he might hope for it but he is not expecting it.)

With his adrenaline coursing through his body and the connections he is feeling with his energy and hers, this sacred spring and this forest that surrounds them...he is lucky to last as long as he does, to enjoy a few moments of her stroking and teasing at his cock with her fingertips and hand before he buries his face in the crook of her neck.

"Please, Goddess, please..." he begs, unabashed and unashamed as he comes, spilling over her hand as she strokes him through his climax.

There is no reason for him to be abashed or ashamed, in Kreyu's opinion. She makes soothing and encouraging nonsense sounds as he buries his face in the crook of her neck, holds him close with the hand that isn't stroking his cock.

She won't stop stroking until he's done or he becomes too sensitive to want her touch. She's rather worked up herself, especially after bringing him to climax! Nowhere near enough to come, but more than enough to make her ACHE with want. She will be patient, especially as she has no idea how long Skellig will need to recover or if he can tell just how worked up she is right now.

"There now, my dear Skellig. Just breathe for a bit, darling," she says, soft.

With the overwhelming amount of energy that is practically vibrating through his body right now, he should be allowed some grace when it comes to noticing how worked up she is - he will focus his attention on her in a moment, but for now he just needs a moment to catch his breath, settle his nerves.

(He might be clinging to her just a bit, with her hand stroking over the back of his neck as he pants, desperate to regain his bearings.)

"Better...better than just my own hands," he finally quips, once he can remember how to talk again.

She will gladly extend him every grace, let him cling to her as long as he needs. She keeps stroking the back of his neck, soothing, grounding.

She chuckles, low, amused and pleased. "I'm glad. A most successful first lesson." She discreetly wipes the hand she was stroking him with off on some leaves. "Better than I had dreamed it would be for both of us."

"I will be ready for my next lesson in just...just a few moments."

Once clarity has filtered back into his senses, he turns his head and presses his lips against her neck, soft and a little cautious. "Will work to give you whatever energy you would need and desire, Goddess. Try to do my best, at least." He knows he has to learn (why does this all seem so new and fresh to him?) "I would have you show me."

He is so very eager to please, to pleasure her!

"No need to rush so my dear, take all the time you need," she assures him. "I want you to enjoy everything between us and not strain yourself."

It's been a long time, especially as humans measure things, since she's taken a sexual partner. She is finding his eagerness to please, to pleasure her, hot as hell!

"Much as I enjoy having you on my lap, we will need to shift position when you are ready for the next lesson. You will need to be able to see what you are doing, at least until you can tell what you are doing by touch alone."

Once he feels steady enough to move from her lap, he does so - his limbs are still a little shaky, as he kneels beside her, head bowed slightly.

"Whatever you would ask of me, I would be glad to do it," he says softly. "I have never...never brought a woman to release, so I may stumble, but I am no stranger to taking direction."

She should tell him to be wary of so open ended a promise....later.

"I will be glad to show you how to please me." And the thought of him doing that is enough to excite her all by itself.

"Feel free to move however you need to in order to see better." She opens her legs as wide as she can, giving Skellig a view of anatomy he might not have seen before. She uses her fingers to spread her folds apart, to let him see her most sensitive places. "This right here," she rubs her clit, makes a small moan of pleasure. "Is a little like your cock. Feels very good when it is touched, rubbed."

Swallowing hard, he nods as he watches her touch herself, listens carefully as she moans, as her heart rate jumps a little and the surge of arousal and pleasure works through her body.

"I...I have heard others," he admits. "My hearing is...sharper than most. I try not to listen, find other things to focus on, but some times it has been...unavoidable."

He cringes slightly, embarrassed by how that sounds. He would not wish to be seen as a voyeur, that is not ever his intention - he would rather walk away, find a place to hide, some place where there are other sounds (like these woods) to listen to, than those having pleasure he has felt he would never attain himself.

"A difficult burden to bear," she says sympathetically. "I too have sensed intimacy I would have preferred not to. A surprising number of humans decide to come to the forest for activities of a carnal nature."

She flexes a wing, offers it to him. "If you press where my wing bends there, you will get some of my preening oils on your fingers. Will help when you touch me." She puts her own hands on her other wing, slicks them with oil.

"Usually work myself up a little more, before I do this, but I didn't want to have to interrupt once I have you start touching me." She strokes her clit three times, moans in pleasure, then slips a finger inside of her cunt. "Not as big as a cock, but it still feels good when it thrusts in and out, rubs. She demonstrates the thrusts a few times, removes her finger reluctantly.

Her eyes are dark with desire. "Can take more fingers as I get worked up, or a cock." She takes a deep breath, lets it out. "Would you like to try?"

Please touch me, she doesn't say out loud.

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The laugh that escapes him - would you like to try, he thinks to himself - is one of nervous excitement, a hint of disbelief that a legitimate GODDESS is showing him the ropes to pleasuring another. The smile that accompanies it is brilliant as he reaches for her wing, to graze his fingers over the oil gland and slick up his fingers.

"Very much so," he says, voice gone a little husky and rough around the edges, as his eyes darken with want.

He adjusts his position to better kneel his body between her legs, bringing himself closer to her as he allows his fingertips to slide lightly over her folds, seek out her clit to begin rubbing it gently.

"Could I kiss you, while I touch you like this?"

Oh, that laugh, that smile! He is a treasure. And the change in his voice, the darkening in his eyes, sends a shiver of arousal down her spine.

She moans in pleasure, low, loud, when he starts to gently rub her clit. "Yes, kissing would be good," she tells him. Her voice is rough with want, husky

He rises up to give himself a better angle to reach her to lean in for a kiss, catching her mouth with his and matching the 'pace' of his kisses to the rhythm he is setting with his fingertips on her clit.

And after a moment, a thought strikes him - with his 'free' hand that is not busy, he moves it to cup one of her breasts gently, those fingertips tentatively reaching to toy with her nipple as he continues to stroke at her arousal and kiss her.

(More is better, right?)

Oh, OH, that feels AMAZING! The whimpers of pleasure she's making as she kisses him, her nipple hardening under his fingers, all the changes in her body are likely signaling to him that she likes this very much.

Although he might not NEED those signals with his abilities. She's putting off so much light, pleasure, and joy right now that he can probably feel THAT instead.

She matches the intensity of his kisses with hers, seeks out his wings with her fingers to give him pleasure.

This young, he is still learning to control just what energies do to his system as they flood across his senses - but with the amount of feelings she is putting into the air and ground around them, there is little he can do to control anything so he chooses instead to soak it in, enjoy the experience as he works to pleasure her.

All his movements are cautious and careful, but she will notice a bit more confidence as he moves to slide a finger inside of her cunt, teasing a bit with his touches.

Her energy flooding his senses, coupled with the spell and their surroundings, has also led to his own arousal starting to recover, his cock stirring slightly as he deepens their kiss - he's a little sloppy with it, but it's eager and excited, because he likes the way she is responding to his touches, her moans and whimpers.

"Yes!" she gasps between kisses as he slides a finger inside of her. She doesn't mind him being a little sloppy, his eagerness and excitement more than make up for it.

Her hips have started bucking toward him as he thrusts his finger in and out, and she meets his deep kiss with her own, teasing him. By fate or luck, one of her hands wanders to his cock, strokes lightly.

She makes a noise of happy surprise when she finds he's stirring again. If he is recovering, she should stroke him some more! So she does.

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Skellig grunts quietly as she starts to stroke his cock, his breath catching in his chest as his hips press closer to her touch, silently begging more please more because all of THAT feels so very good.

Kissing her feels natural, feels right - so he explores that option by letting his mouth wander from hers, pressing his lips to her jawline, her throat - maybe it is instinct, maybe it is muscle memory taking over once again (who knows and who cares) - and then he allows his mouth to settle at her breast, his tongue circling her nipple before he captures it and sucks gently, while continuing to stroke her clit and thrust a finger inside of her.

With his other hand now free, he reaches down and allows his fingertips to join hers on his cock, and he groans as he feels a wave of pleasure ripple over him - at the rate he is responding, he will he hard enough for her in short order - but that will require him to work her into a greater state of arousal - he adds a second finger to the first inside of her.

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Kreyu is making every sound of pleasure he's ever overheard, ever dreamed, as he pleasures her with his mouth and his fingers. They probably hit differently now, when HE is coaxing them from a goddess who wants him, is begging him with her body for more of his attention.

"Yes!" she gasps as he begins to suck her nipple, her body arches to press her breasts toward him. "My clever Skellig," she tells him, the tone proud, pleased, aroused, and ever so slightly possessive. "Figured out how to please me with your mouth all on your own." Those words take a while, broken up my sounds of pleasure and breaths for air. She strokes his cock more firmly, teases his wing. "Hm, like that," she tells him as he slips another finger inside of her.

(He's amazing, those foolish members of his tribe and others like them have no idea what they're missing. And she doesn't intend to SHARE now that she's gotten a taste of him!)

"Change, change of lesson plan," she gasps. It takes a few moments to marshal the control to speak somewhat normally, her voice husky. "Would you like to fuck me, Skellig? Lay me down on this grass and fill me with your cock?"

His brain briefly short-circuits when she suggests that he lay her down on the grass and fuck her - mostly because he cannot fathom the idea that a creature like himself could be worthy of such a high honor. It takes him a moment to reset his mind and his words are a little scattered, scrambled when he does speak.

(His fingers do slow inside of her, because his capacity for speaking and moving to pleasure her at the same time is minimal.)

"Would have...you would have me...allow me to..."

He shakes his head to try to straighten his mind, and then glances up at her - and she is the vision of everything he has ever dreamed of as he has wandered these woods, as he has laid awake in his bed in the middle of the night, cock aching in his hand as he tried to practice, make himself 'good enough' for at least one of them to say "yes" if he tried to ask them to lay with him...

"I would..." he nods, short and firm. "I would like that, Goddess."

She doesn't know exactly what's going through his head, but she can catch pieces of his feelings. "They've hurt you so, my dear, but never again."

She will make SURE of that, if nothing else, with the strength he is giving her.

She strokes him, slow but firm. "Neither of us is quite ready for that part of the dance just yet," she tells him. "Particularly me. It's, it's been a while."

He knows the story behind that, how the god of the Sun broke her heart. Very charming, very lovely, forever unfaithful to his lovers. He'd whispered pretty promises, said she was different than all the others, that he loved her. The Goddess took him to her bed, lay with him. He promised to be faithful, to be true, but the promise did not last a single night. The Goddess awoke to find him gone from their bed, went searching for him only to find him fucking a water nymph.

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"They did not understand...I could not blame them, for casting me aside as they did. I am so different...they did not know what to make of me, when they found me in these woods. They never have understood. I have tried to be like them, tried to make sense of it all..."

He shakes his head, shifts his hips towards her touch.

"I am grateful you are willing to take on such a...being as myself, as a student."

The Goddess doesn't roll her eyes, but she does raise an eyebrow, open her wings wide. "Mere difference does not excuse such behavior over so many years. At first, perhaps, but your heart and your actions have proved your worth ten times over."

She keeps stroking him, shifts her own hips toward his fingers, aching. "They don't understand me either, for all they worship me."

"Tempted to keep you, all to myself."

She makes a pleasured whimper. She could probably take another of his fingers inside of her.

Her whimper is what gets his focus snapped back into the 'reality' they have created inside the confines of this spell and ritual, and for an instant he is concerned he has hurt her in some way - but then it clicks that she is not in pain, but actually wanting more from him...

"Forgive my distraction with my words," he apologizes, leaning closer, pressing his lips to her shoulder as he bows his head. "When I am nervous, I find I chatter..."

She is wanting more from him and he will give it to her, adding a third finger to the stroking he is doing, teasing her clit with his thumb as he resumes his earlier 'rhythm' he had set.

"Quite alright, darling," she gasps. Then she moans as he adds that third finger. "Oh, oh yes."

She strokes him and she teases his wings and oh, his fingers feel so good. Her hips are driving against his fingers with a steady rhythm.

It's HARD to force her mind to plan ahead. "Might, might be a good idea to lay me down now, darling. You can slick up your fingers and your cock with my wing oils, practice the angle you'll be using with your cock with your fingers while you finish getting hard."

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