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

"Don't hurt," she echoes, concern creeping into her voice. "Do you hurt when we haven't just had sex?"

He picks up on the concern in her voice, but it takes a moment to bring his brain back to 'coherent' before he can try to address it a little more clearly.

"Not... hurt isn't accurate," he says. "No pain. Just... all of it is... loud, sometimes tough to focus. For my body. The bird... always listening, watching." He blinks a few times to clear his mind. "Wears my nerves down. But with you... this...I don't have to worry. I am not prey... no danger. I can relax all of it."

"Oh, I think I see," her relief is a palpable thing. "Safe, quiet, a controlled space."

She nuzzles him softly. "Thank you for explaining."

"Always safe with you," he confirms. "And here within the Lair, I know that there is no risk of...unexpected visitors."

At least not without the levels upon levels of wards being triggered beforehand!

"I...I cannot remember such a place, from Before. Where I felt that secure."

There is a pang of sorrow at his words about Before. "That does not surprise me, with what you have told me. Your position was precarious, and that leads to insecurity."

She hugs him, breathes in his scent. "I can put up wards when we camp at night," she offers. "Not as layered as these, but enough to slow an intruder and give us warning."

Her energy is fierce for a moment. "And THEN they will have to deal with ME," she growls.

"I have never felt unsafe in our camps," Skellig says - just to clarify. "Between the locations you have chosen and your nature, I have felt safe."

But he has always slept a bit lighter than he does here in this bed, or in their bed back in the village...

"And I do not expect that to change. But a ward might aid in cutting out some of the noise," he agrees, motioning idly at the thin air above them.

"I am glad I have chosen locations well, and that I make you feel safe." She kisses his neck softly.

"Cutting down on noise getting in and out will be helpful on our journey, I'm sure. Especially if we wind up in a more communal sleeping situation."

"I imagine we will have to at some points along the way."

After all, they don't even entirely know where they are headed, after the trip first to deal with Xenophon and his sister!

He stretches his body out and sighs softly as his muscles flex and adjust to relax further after so much activity. It is nice to be able to curl up with her like this.

"I want to take advantage of our solitude while we can," he tips his head to the side as she kisses at his neck. "Wrap you in my arms, enjoy just the sounds of your body and mine."

"I like the sound of that," she says, cuddling with him as much as she can. They can rest for a bit before he devours her! Or just rest, if he doesn't want to do that tonight.

"Although I'm sure we will find places to be in solitude also." Even if she has to do some searching to make it so.

"The world is vast," Skellig points out. "I'm sure there are places we will discover where we can enjoy each other's ecstasy in 'private."

He trails a finger up the outside of her arm. "It would benefit us both to nap a bit...but then I will perhaps need to sate my hunger..." He leans in and whispers in her ear. "With the taste of your cunt on my tongue."

She shivers at the feeling of his finger trailing up the outside of her arm, a delightful tingle.

She flushes a little. "Going to give me pleasant dreams with that mental image of you devouring your dragon."

She chuckles. "I remember that the first time you mentioned devouring me I had no idea what you meant. I think you thought I was joking, at first."

"I did, I felt as if you were leading me on just to see my cheeks flush as I described it to you," he laughs, low and husky. "Thought you were teasing me."

He snickers. "Only fair to give you dreams like that. Some mornings when I wake up, I am already half-hard and aching for your touches, have to make myself relax..."

That only works sometimes. The other times... they've ended up tangled together as the sun rises.

"I know one dream you've had of me that left you half hard, the one you had in Heka's bolt hole," she muses out loud. "Am I drawing magical symbols on your chest in all of them?"

Curious dragon is curious.

Even in the darkness of the bedroom, she might be able to sense his skin flushing brightly.

"Not all of them," he says. "One I have had a few mornings...I am bound at the wrists with one of those scarves I bought for you in Amikaya, and your mouth is.. busy exploring."

"We could make that one come true in the morning if you like?" she suggests. "Or tonight."

"Morning, if you think we will have time before we must set off?" Skellig says. "I fear I may not recover fully even after a nap tonight," he says honestly. "My climax earlier was a bit...intense."

All thanks to her talents!

"There is no set time to leave, love," she tells him. "I even have enough food that will last a long time left stocked here that we could delay our trip by a day or two, if you desired."

"I am sure the village will offer Xenophon sanctuary and hospitality for several more days at the very least."

"Oh," he laughs under his breath. "Then in that case I would...I would greatly enjoy dreaming tonight of you devouring me as I would do the same to you."

And if her brother shows up, he'll be wise to avoid their section of the lair altogether.

He trails his hand from her bicep to her hip, smoothing over her curves along the way. He knows that they SHOULD nap, but he can quite bring himself to do it yet...

"And I would greatly enjoy making your dream come true, come morning," she tells him, smiling softly.

"May need to wear a cat shape while we with Xenophon," she muses, enjoying his touch. "Then you can pet me all the time and no one will think anything of it."

"Even though I have traced your hips a hundred times with my hands, it still brings me a thrill to do so," he says, smoothing her fingers over her skin. "My mind paints the images of you dancing for me, the way you move before me..."

He leans in to kiss her.

"The way you move above me...my hands on your hips as you're riding me... Beneath me as I pull your leg up a bit to help make it easier to fill you." His kisses are lingering but deep, between his words.

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She quite enjoys his kisses and his words.

She laughs softly. "I am glad I am not the only one who still gets a thrill from touching, tracing, your body."

"My mind paints pictures too, although they are never as sweet as reality." She caresses his back, soothing.
"The reality of you beneath my touch, the way you react to me even in the most casual of touches."

"With you, I have learned to enjoy touch again," he admits - there is no obvious sadness to his tone, no regret - it is just a fact. "I am most grateful for that."

He shifts his wing to fold it out of the way, so her hand can caress his back easier, sighing contentedly as she strokes his skin. It is comforting and soothing and relaxes him.

She keeps up her stroking for a while, but eventually both of them nod off for a nap. Apparently the post orgasm feel good chemicals and cuddling were too potent of a combination to resist for long.

They both begin to stir some time later in the night, bodies still close and somewhat entangled.

Skellig is (somehow) very comfortable even as entangled as they have found themselves settled into sleep; his motions as he starts to stir are a bit uncoordinated, but this 'nest'is where he wishes to be.

The faint tease of touch and friction between their skin causes him to exhale a breath that catches just slightly. It's not quite a whine, and he definitely isn't fully awake...

By great good fortune, one of the scarves Skellig bought for her is handy at the bedside.

She trails the fabric gently over his skin to wake him up a little.

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