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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"Please," he whimpers, voice shaking slightly when he sees the look in her eyes, that brilliant violet glow to them. "Yes please. I want that."

He works his throat and arches his back to lift himself closer to her, wanting and needing more body contact - hard to do when they are already skin-to-skin, but logic doesn't apply right now.

"Want, no, I need your mouth on my cock. Need it so badly, please, Goddess."

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If he is weak for her eyes, she is weak for that whimper, that shake in his voice. "Of course, love," she murmurs in his ear.

She lifts her body off of him, re-positions herself between his legs. She has both hands on his thighs, as much body contact as she can give him right now.

Her grin is wicked as she peers up at him from between his legs. Then she leans forward, pink tongue peeking out from between her lips. She starts at the base of his cock and LICKS one long stripe all the way to the tip, as slow as she can manage. (As if he were a treat that she is slowly savoring.)

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Skellig presses his palms against the earth below them, using the grass as a familiar reference point. He has spent many hours and days lying in this grass, connection to the forest growing stronger, aiding in his self-healing, his sense of belonging.

"So good," he says, and there's that whimper again. "More, please, more."

Words are going to be hard to manage, very soon. But he will make up for it with moans and groans of pleasure, utterances to the sky and the trees.

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Her hands caress his thighs as she gives him more. Kisses all over his cock, her tongue tracing the veins up and down. She kisses all over the head of his cock, then uses her tongue to lap at especially sensitive places.

"So very sensitive for me, so eager," she croons.

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"Never knew what this type of pleasure felt like. Never knew how good...how good this could feel. Never could have dreamed, even in my wildest fantasies..."

His words are rapid-fire and falter between gasps and other sounds of pleasure she's coaxing out of him with her teasing and tasting. If this feels this good with just her tongue, he can't imagine what it will feel like with her mouth fully on him, her lips closed around him.

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His praise makes her heart flutter, even if it is rapid-fire and faltering.

She takes the head of his cock entirely into her mouth, wraps her lips around it snugly. (Her mouth is warm and wet and she WANTS him,) Violet eyes meet his, and she makes a pleased growling noise, adding vibration to the equation.

One hand leaves his thigh, toys lightly with his balls and the base of his cock. She has him right where she wants him and she intends to pleasure him THOROUGHLY.

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It is a very good thing that she has already brought him to orgasm once, because if she hadn't, the sight of those violet eyes staring up at her with her lips around his cock would be MORE than enough to get him to his release, just with the way she's looking at him!

Nevermind the growling, the vibration, her tongue and lips teasing...

She likes the whimpers of pleasure, that's what she going to get from him now - many of them, as she does things that feel amazing to him.

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She would be pleased to know that her planning has paid off!

Oh, she likes those noises, very much. She starts to bob her head a bit, let his cock slide deeper into her mouth while her lips drag along the shaft, while she teases with her tongue, growls around him. She wraps her hand around the base of his cock, just enough that he can feel it. She doesn't want to start stroking his cock QUITE yet, doesn't want him to come too quickly!

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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?"