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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[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?"

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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.

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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.

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"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."

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"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."

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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."

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"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!

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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.

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"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.

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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.

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Eager to give her what she desires from him, he does not hesitate to ramp up his efforts when she speaks and begs for more, please, he is more than ready and willing to oblige her desires.

As she tugs gently on his hair in response, he groans against her cunt - the vibration feels good to him, so he can only imagine what it feels like to her. His own arousal is stirring in his chest and his groin, knowing that once he's brought her to climax 'this way', she will want more...

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The vibration is amazing, as are the kisses he gives her all over and his tongue plunging inside her cunt mimicking the thrusts of his cock.

Whimpering, gasping, moaning in pleasure, bucking against his mouth, beyond words as he winds her pleasure higher. He's thrusting his tongue deep in her cunt when she tightens around him, more of her arousal flooding over his tongue as she comes with a breathless cry.

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Even as overwhelmed with sensations as he is, he finds something to focus on - her fingers gripping his hair - to keep him centered as he works her through her climax. (He has 'learned' by now that he shouldn't quit simply because he hears her cry out and tense around him - there are waves of pleasure to ride over!) However, once she does start to relax, he climbs back up her body to rest above her - keeping his weight on his own limbs so she can catch her breath.

He allows the fingers of one hand to linger between her legs, as she is pressing slowly towards his touches; his own cock is half-hard again and he doubts it would take much to be ready to sink inside of her cunt.

"Do you need a break, Goddess?" He whispers in her ear. "Or do you desire my fingers and my cock inside of you without hesitation?"

As a tease, he slips one fingertip to rub oh-so-softly at her clit, knowing she is still sensitive, but still wet and wanting.

"However you desire it, I will worship you."

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She shivers at his whisper, eyes gone violet. "I desire you again, love," she tells him, voice rough. She catches his mouth with hers as he teases her clit, tastes herself on his lips.

She smirks when she feels he's half hard. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." She touches his wings, a light brush across his feathers. "Would it be easier to wrap your wings around me if I were on top of you, or underneath you as I am right now?"

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Not having truly considered positions, he ponders that for a brief moment as he takes the time to kiss her - REALLY kiss her, as if he's trying to make a statement with it.

(He's also incredibly aroused by her mouth on his, and he wants to ensure he's ready for her as quickly as possible.)

"You on top," he says once they finally break for air. "Mounted on my cock, my wings around you as we move together..."

What a lovely image that is!

[brave_kreyu]

She would assure him there was no need to make himself ready as quickly as possible, if she knew. But she quite enjoys kissing him like this, whatever his reasons!

She meets him with equal hunger, desire, thorough exploration and temptation. Her lips are warm, soft, flushed, and it seems like she knows EXACTLY how to kiss him to evoke the most pleasure, send shivers down his spine.

"Lovely image," she purrs. She tilts her head over her shoulder to look at her own wings. "Would feel more of your wings against my skin if my wings weren't in the way," she muses aloud.

She places a hand over her heart, and that hand CHANGES, becomes covered in smooth gray scales with talons like knives. "I can alter my shape in many ways, if I wish to," she explains.

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Momentarily he is startled - but not frightened - when she shifts her hand to that of another form. Cautiously he reaches up to touch her hand, but pauses before his fingers touch the scales that cover it.

"May I?"

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"Of course," she says, smiling softly. The scales are warm under his fingers, smooth. And...familiar? But how could that be?

"Do you think it would trouble you, if I put my wings away for a bit?"

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Skellig is confused by the familiar feeling of her scales - but this is not like any creature that he has seen before? How could this be something his brain seems to recognize? He is not certain...

He strokes his fingertips gently over the scales, then shakes his head softly. "I would not be troubled. I am honored by any form you wish to appear in, Goddess."

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Kreyu rolls her shoulders and her wings vanish. "I shall permit myself to be a little greedy, take more of the sensation of your feathers on my skin than I would have in the shape of my soul.

She chuckles slightly when he says he is honored by any form she wishes to appear in. "Such a sweet treasure you are." She cups his face with her non-clawed hand, lets the 'changed' hand revert back to normal. "I grow more and more tempted to keep you all for myself."

Her voice drops low, sultry. "Would you like that, Skellig? Belonging to me alone?"

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He brings his wings around her body, wrapping them 'snug' but still leaving room for airflow and movement. This way, he can shift them, stroke over her bare shoulders and back with his feathers.

"I would commit myself to you as yours," he says readily.

A pause.

"To be honest, it is not as if...it is not as if I have had any admirers previously," he admits. "So while the competition would not be great, I would devote myself as one of yours."

(The idea that he would be HER only lover has not even crossed his mind - because she is a Goddess! Clearly she must have many at her beck and call!)

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She shivers at the sensation of his feathers against her skin, moans in pleasure at the feel of them. "So very soft, but even better than I imagined."

Joy floods her being at his response, and desire. "Then I would have you, Skellig. Have you be mine."

She places a hand over his heart, wraps her other arm around him and kisses him hard. She's careful, so careful, not to hurt him, but there's a feeling of primal NEED, wildness, in her kiss.

"Until today, it had been decades since I had gotten any relief other than at my own hands," she tells him, eyes dark. She mouths at his neck. "Invisible to mortals, shunned by the other gods, all alone."

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Decades?

That is longer than he has even been alive. That is much longer than the thoughts of finding pleasure, enjoying release, desires of partners and sex and all that surrounds it have even filtered through his mind.

And she wants HIM.

Skellig groans into her kiss, his heartbeat kicking up a notch as the thrill courses through his body; when they break he slides a hand between their bodies and settles it between her legs, teasing the edges of her arousal with his fingertips - she's still wet and wanting him, he's not quite ready himself yet but he has other options.

"Won't have to use your own hands again, unless you want to," he mutters firmly in her ear, as he slips two fingers into her heat, thumbs at her clit. "Never will I shun you. My Goddess."

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His groan and racing heart spur her own arousal.

"Skellig", she moans as he slips two fingers inside of her. "Yours," she gasps. It feels so good, his fingers, his feathers, his voice in her ear. She rocks her hips against his fingers, just a little.

"Could come on your fingers, then come on your cock?" she offers, pleads. "Women can often, often recover faster than men."