OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part Nine

[brave_kreyu]

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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[brave_kreyu]

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...

[27_53]

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.

[brave_kreyu]

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...

[brave_kreyu]

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..."

[brave_kreyu]

"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?"

[brave_kreyu]

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!

[brave_kreyu]

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.

[27_53]

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.

[brave_kreyu]

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."

[brave_kreyu]

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?"

[brave_kreyu]

Her heart and her breathing pick up at his playful growl, but not from fear.

She moans in pleasure as he kisses down her body. "I would," she murmurs. "You surrounding me, inside of me, claiming your goddess, your mate." Her voice is low, rough with want.

[27_53]

The idea of claiming her as his mate is a very appealing one, but one that he never would have imagined - he never would have even considered viewing himself as anything other than just a lover.

But the way she says the words, the way she looks at him...

He believes for a moment that she actually is speaking the truth. She would accept him.

"Would be an honor, Goddess. One I would strive for." His lips trail across her ribcage, his fingers falling to her hipbones as he teases her skin with kisses.

[brave_kreyu]

"Strive," she gasps in pleasure as he hits a sensitive spot on her ribs, moans as he teases her hipbones. "Look forward to your striving."

"Needed for so long, hungers feel bottomless," she gasps. "Worship and pleasure."

[27_53]

"Again, I am frustrated that we have not been able to give you what you have needed..."

His lips wander lower, and he allows his teeth to lightly graze her hip, nipping softly - the response that earns him is lovely, so he repeats it on the opposite side of her body. He's getting closer to his goal, but he wants to take his time and build it up.

"But I will certainly strive."

[brave_kreyu]

The sound she makes when he nips her hips is a cross between a gasp and a moan, but it's all pleasure.

"Yes. Fill me with power, with pleasure. Feels so good. Will give, give what your heart desires."

Her skin is flushed where he's teased her, and she knows she's wet already. "You won't break my heart, better mate than the Sun."

[27_53]

"Could never dream of hurting you in such a way."

He carefully adjusts his body position to better settle himself between her thighs; it is a little awkward and faltering because he has never done this before! (But at the same time, it feels familiar and right.) He is nervous as he presses his kiss to the top of her left thigh, but yet he is also excited, as he wishes to be his best at pleasuring her!

[brave_kreyu]

Her skin shivers under his kiss of her thigh. "Take, take all the time you need," she tells him. Her eyes are dark with want and she ACHES for his mouth between her legs, has dreamed of it before! But, she will not rush him, especially when he is new at this and uncertain.

She shifts her legs to give him better access to do whatever he might please.

[27_53]

"If I do something that does not please you, do not hesitate to correct me," he says quietly, as he allows his kisses to wander inwards, as well as his fingertips - he has explored her arousal with his hands (and his cock) but with his mouth is something else entirely.

So he starts with his fingers, seeking out to gently rub at her clit, get an idea of how ready she is for his 'attention' - very much so - and then he ducks his head, replacing the touches of his fingers with that of his lips and tongue.

A feast indeed, and one he intends to learn how she prefers to be devoured! Listening to the sounds she makes and paying attention to how her body reacts to his actions.

[brave_kreyu]

She moans at the touch of his fingers rubbing at her clit, which turns into a breathless gasp at the first touch of his mouth.

Her hands leave his feathers, go to his hair instead. She's careful not to hurt him, but she's tugging gently TOWARD her cunt, clear encouragement for him to keep doing what he's doing. His gentle kisses of her clit prompt pleasured cries. "Oh, yes, please!" Then he rubs her clit with his tongue and her hips buck toward his face and her moans and cries are louder still. Her can taste her arousal, taste HER, on his tongue.

Does he like the taste of her, her sounds, her thundering heart, her shivering skin, her clit and cunt responding so eagerly to his attentions?

"More, please," she says at last. What he's doing feels so GOOD, but her body craves more.