OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part Nine

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Kreyu has gathered plenty of henna and even woad, a blue dye, for some experiments with designs on Skellig's skin.

"The blue would look lovely on you, I think," she remarks. "Your fairer skin would show it off quite well. Though I am far more experienced in applying henna."

She's gathered bits and pieces of designs to look at for inspiration. Celtic style knots, viking style abstract patterns and stylized beasts, the mandala and floral type designs he's admired on her, and more.

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Those noises he is making grow louder as she continues to pleasure him, and while he has heard similar echos within the village from neighboring huts - especially at festival season - and although these woods have also been well acquainted with young lovers enjoying each other's company, he has never been this loud. Never been this open and free with his expressions of pleasure and delight as she works him over.

Gently he reaches up to thread the fingers of one hand into her hair, careful to keep from gripping too tightly - but he needs to touch her, wants to feel her.

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She has her suspicions that he has never been this loud, this free, with expressing his pleasure. It only makes her want him more, and she didn't think that was actually possible!

She tilts her head slightly into his fingers when he threads them into her hair, grateful for the contact. Her heart feels warm, fluttery, that he wants to feel her, to touch her like this.

She starts to stroke his cock with her hand, slide his cock deeper into her mouth and then retreat until only the head of his cock is inside her mouth a bit faster. (She keeps the head of his cock...contained by her mouth, as she expects his orgasm might be quite sudden.)

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(A smart move on her part - as it likely will be!)

He is so deeply intertwined with this narrative, this ritual and the spell that he doesn't 'recognize' the feelings of being overloaded with Karma to the point of intoxication; he simply thinks that this is how one is supposed to feel when they are receiving this kind of worship from a lover. So his reactions are a little sloppy, his senses slightly misaligned, everything is coated in a glow and haze.

His chest feels like it might burst with the amount of Light he's holding in it; that only intensifies as she works him over, pushing him towards his release - which is quite sudden and quite intense - his cries of passion leaving no question as to what is happening in this forest of hers!

Gasping for breath, the world spinning, he rides the waves of pleasure as she works him over until he's spent, and then he tries to catch his breath, spots dancing in his field of vision.

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Kreyu is quite pleased with herself, smug if we're being honest. She crawls up his body, wraps her arms and her wings around him. She rolls them over gently so he's lying on top of her.

"Easy, easy," she murmurs "I've got you, Skellig."

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With her wings wrapped around him, it does help to settle his senses, and allows him to catch his breath without having to worry about anything else going on in the near vicinity.

"Safe," he pants quietly, face burrowed into the curve of her neck. "With you. Always safe."

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"I will do what I can to keep you safe," she murmurs. She knows she isn't all powerful.

"We should rest for a while." Never mind that her body ACHES with want, it will pass.

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His tone is slightly argumentative, but that's mostly his overwhelming desire to pleasure her equally trying to debate his own logic.

"No, s'not fair. You... you need me."

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She kisses his forehead softly. "I can wait, love," she assures him. "And it will be better for both of us if you are fully recovered."

She chuckles. "You can make me come twice later, if you feel you need to make it up to me." She rubs soothing circles on his back. A pretty fantasy, but not one she thinks he'll recall her suggesting later.

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Huffing out an exhale - deep down, he knows she's right, not sure how he knows but he just does - he relaxes into her touch and allows his body to sink into hers.

"Will try to make you come three times," he mutters, voice heavy with impending sleep - his body desperately needs a nap.

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She makes soothing noises, keeps rubbing his back, rather than use words as he sinks into sleep.

She doesn't QUITE sleep, but she drifts into a state between sleeping and waking, a light doze.

She has to keep him SAFE, after all...

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His nap is a healthy one - likely brought on by the sheer exhaustion from all the pleasure he's experienced added with the effects of the ritual bleeding over mentally, his mind is also just tired. But he is safe here, and he feels it.

Some time later he stretches and stirs, nuzzling his jaw against hers - she is comfortable and he is discovering he quite likes the feeling of sharing a "bed" with another.

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Her eyes are brown now, when they open, but she makes a pleased sound as he nuzzles against her jaw. "Hello, Skellig," she says, soft. She runs her fingers through his hair. "Did you sleep well?"

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"Yes, better than I have in quite a long time." He sighs, happily, then curls his body around hers a bit closer. "Have you to thank for that, Goddess."

He really likes her fingers playing with his hair, so he tips his head towards her hand, encouraging her to continue.

"Were you able to rest?" He knows he left her aching with want, and he will work to address that issue soon...

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She smiles softly when he tips his head toward her hand. "I was, yes," she tells him. "Although I don't believe I slept, as such." Her body is showing none of the signs of arousal at this point, he will need to start all over to pleasure her, such a shame!

"It has been a long time since I have felt such pleasure. Many men and gods have cared more for their pleasure than mine, or saw pleasing me as a payment of sorts for their own enjoyment."

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"Saw pleasing you as a payment? For their own enjoyment?"

Skellig rests his chin upon her chest and peers at her, a little confused.

"Wanting to pleasure another should be simply because you wish to do so. I would not expect to be 'paid' for bringing you to climax. It should be because of want, because of desire..."

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"Exactly," she agrees. "It should not be an obligation to be met, but something done because one desires to share pleasure."

"Yet many gods seem to see intimacy in such a way." Her smile is wry. "Part of why I have been alone so long, perhaps."

"And your enthusiasm about wanting to please me is rarer still." She shivers in remembered want.

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"Speaking of which..."

He shifts his body weight slightly, adjusting his arms and legs to rest himself a bit more onto his elbows, hovering just against her skin.

"If you still desire it, I would seek to bring you pleasure with my mouth? I...I would enjoy greatly if you would allow me to explore your body..." He leans down and presses his lips lightly to the hollow of her throat. "Learn what ways delight you?"

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She shiver and her voice drops low, husky. "Please do. I have dreamed about your mouth on me, but I am sure the reality will be far sweeter than the dream."

One hand touches the center of his back, caresses.

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He brings his wings up similar to how she mantled hers over him earlier, his feathers now within even easier reach as he starts to work his mouth over her throat and collarbones, taking the time to trace each with his fingers, then his tongue, his lips, his teeth.

She took her time earlier with him! He will do the same for her - because he wants to!

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She runs her fingers through his feathers, skin flushing as he explores it with his mouth. It feels so good that she can't help but moan and gasp softly as his mouth finds sensitive places. Her body arches toward him as he works his way down her neck. She has bared her throat to him, tipped her head back to allow better access.

She wriggles under him a bit in pleasure as he explores with his teeth. None have ever done that to her before, and she's finding the sensation hard to resist. (He COULD hurt her, but she knows that he won't.) So many gasps, breathy cries, and moans to draw from her in his explorations!

"So good," she tells him. But her nipples are firming up, darkening, almost BEGGING for attention.

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Her breasts are the next to receive attention - he works his way lower over the swell and curves of her breasts, before circling her nipples with his fingertips, teasing both at the same time. He will use his mouth momentarily, but he only has 'one'of those, and he wants to treat her equally - at least to start...

"So interesting," he says softly against her skin, lips over her heart. "How such small touches bring such large moments of joy."

Case in point, he adjusts his head and flicks his tongue against one nipple, grinning up at her with a hint of wickedness to his grin.

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She gasps as he flicks her nipple with his tongue. "Interesting indeed," she echoes, voice rough. "If they are in the right place at the right time."

She grins at his wickedness. "Going to work me over thoroughly, aren't you?" she states. only slightly teasing. "Make me gasp and moan and plead before you feast."

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"As much as I would like to be impatient, and simply pounce upon you, it wouldn't be fair," he says, a hint of playful innocence in his tone. "After all, you took your time with me, and when I reached my peak it felt as if the universe itself was pushing me over the edge. "

He shivers and teases again with his tongue.

"I may not have the strength to move universes, but I plan to try to get you to feel some of the things that I did." He smirks, glances up at her. "Might take some...experiments."

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She laughs at his response, amused, but the laughter turns to a moan of pleasure when he teases again.

"It might," she agrees, playful. "I would gladly participate in such experiments with you, my love."

Her fingers tease his feathers, stroking, caressing. "So very soft," she murmurs. "Perhaps once you're done taking me apart with your mouth, you could wrap your wings around me. Cool softness on the outside while you drive your hard, warm, cock inside of me?"

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Skellig growls playfully when she says those words, a thrill rushing through his mind as he pictures it.

"You would like that," he says softly, voice a little rough as he starts to sink lower on her body, trailing his kisses towards her stomach. "My wings surrounding our bodies? While your cunt surrounds my cock?"