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 is very glad to be able to teach him these things, for he has given her so much! In the centuries to come, they will undoubtedly keep trading places as teacher and pupil as they discover more about the world and each other.

Dragon culture, such as it is, does not teach dragons to inhibit their wants, hide their pleasure. If anything, it tends toward the opposite!

Which is why Kreyu easily and loudly expresses her pleasure at his fingers on her clit, his tongue tracing those lines on her thighs. "Yes, yes! So good!" It's hard for her to keep still, writhing a little, pressing her body towards his hands and his mouth.

[27_53]

After another several long moments of teasing her with his fingers, he adjusts his position slightly to replace his fingers on her clit with his tongue, knowing that is what she REALLY wants and needs from him right now.

He starts slower with his intensity, but he will build it as she urges him to, with her cries of pleasure and her body moving beneath his touches.

He likes hearing her praise, her pleasure - it spurs him to work harder to earn it again!

[brave_kreyu]

She moans loudly in pleasure when he works her clit with his tongue, pressing her thighs against his head because she can't put her hands in his hair.

"Please, yes, More!" she pants, back arching. She's so wet, aching for him. His lips tease her clit while he slips his tongue inside her cunt, finds that place inside that drives her wild and stimulates it again and again.

Writhing, whimpering, gasping and panting in pleasure, she must be a sight! Eventually, he can feel her quivering under his mouth, so very close...

[27_53]

She is quite a sight indeed - a stunning vision, his beautiful goddess laid out before him - and he pauses his efforts only VERY briefly to glance up and study her image, commit it to his memory.

(He debates backing down, letting her linger at this level of arousal...she might find it enjoyable, even if she might make him 'regret' it later...wisely he keeps his pause very brief, only a moment to have her catch her breath.)

When he resumes his efforts, he doesn't hold back - he knows she's so very close, can feel it in her energy, hear it in her cries and gasps.

Let go, love. Fall off the edge, he 'urges. I will catch you.

[brave_kreyu]

She lets go, lets the orgasm take her, lets the waves of pleasure ripple through her body as she cries out something that might be his name.

They are BOTH going to need a nap after this!

[27_53]

They are most definitely both going to need a nap. And for as disheveled as she may think she is? He is similar in his appearance, his hair damp with sweat and skin flushed.

Once she has quieted a bit, he deftly moves back up her body, unties the scraf from her wrists and undoes the blindfold, mirroring her earlier motions of cupping her cheek in his hand.

"So beautiful," he whispers, admiring her eyes (there is a fair amount of violet glowing within then) and stroking her face soothingly as she settles.

[brave_kreyu]

"So are you, love," she murmurs. She reaches out to pull him closer. "We should rest for a while. before we try anything else."

[27_53]

"I agree." Skellig allows himself to be pulled closer, nestling his body into the space where he fits comfortably beside her, one of his wings up and draped over their bodies.

A vaguely wicked smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth. "After we rest, I may require something a bit more... filling, to feast upon." He pauses, reaching up to lightly rub at his jaw. "That doesn't require much chewing."

Someone's facial muscles are well-worked over!

[brave_kreyu]

"I think I have just the thing," she says, kissing his cheek.

Curled up together they can get a nice nap before sunrise!