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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.
"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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Date: 2024-08-16 12:13 am (UTC)He arches his body towards hers, shifts his hips beneath her, starts to move a little bit.
"...and while I would be scared of losing my way, with you...I am not scared, because I know I am not lost. I am right where I am meant to be, with you." He turns his head, presses his lips to her earlobe, kissing softly as he breathes in the scent of her. "My Goddess."
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Date: 2024-08-16 12:28 am (UTC)She moans in pleasure as he starts to move and she moves with him. "My Skellig, my Mate," she gasps as he breathes in her scent. "You feel so good all around me, inside me." She kisses his neck. "Feathers like silk, teasing, cool across my skin. Your cock blood hot and firm, solid, as you move inside of me."
"Want you to have your way with me, take me," she whispers against his lips. Then, she kisses him, hot, hungry, and wild.
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Date: 2024-08-16 12:42 am (UTC)"Will take you," he groans happily, reaching up to run his fingers through his wing, finding a feather that is loose enough to easily pull free - then he leans back slightly and brings his hand near her breast, using that feather to tease at her nipple, biting his lower lip as she reacts to his touches.
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Date: 2024-08-16 12:50 am (UTC)"Clever darling," she pants. "Going to, going to have me writhing on your cock."
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Date: 2024-08-16 01:05 am (UTC)With her arms wrapped around him and steadying her body, it allows him to put the hand that is not toying with the feather at her waist, prompting gently for her to rise and fall on his cock - driving herself onto him in a steady rhythm he knows that he will be able to maintain (and also take up a notch in short order once things get a bit more frisky) and that brings them both pleasure.
He shifts his attentions with the feather to her other breast - wouldn't do to be unfair, after all.
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Date: 2024-08-16 01:12 am (UTC)Words are becoming more and more difficult. "So good," she gasps. Little pants, noises of pleasure as she rides him.
Her hands toy with his lower back, exploring.
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Date: 2024-08-16 01:26 am (UTC)Her touch against his lower back is a delight, and he rolls his hips towards her, groaning loudly as she teases her fingers along the edges of his spine; that is a sensitive spot, and one he enjoys very much.
"A most, most generous goddess," he stammers. "You give me so much pleasure."
Words are difficult, and so is thought, his mind swirling as his arousal builds and his focus narrows to the things she is making him feel, the way his body responds to her touches and how she reacts to his.
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Date: 2024-08-16 01:33 am (UTC)She works at those sensitive spots, wants to drive him wild! She knows she's getting closer, can feel the pleasure winding tighter.
The world has narrowed to just the two of them, the roll of their hips, their touches, their sounds, the energy building between them. Pleasure, power, life.
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:04 am (UTC)"Don't stop, please," he says, pleading a little as she teases his lower back, runs her hands up and down his spine, around the front of his stomach, tracing the patterns drawn on his stomach of the bird - how did that get there - and his hips. "Please, Goddess. I'm..."
I'm so close he 'says' to her without speaking, burying his face in her neck, kissing her wherever he can reach. But I don't want to leave you wanting. Please, oh please, I need...need you, want you...
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:11 am (UTC)The sun just touches the horizon, and the last of the spell unravels. Clarity comes back, sharp, like a punch in the gut. "Skellig! Oh, oh love, I'm so sorry." She clings to him. "The spell, I didn't. I didn't realize...."
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:21 am (UTC)"Is...is okay."
He leans in close to her, eyes closed tightly as he tries to center himself, refocus on what is here, what is now, what is right.
"I am okay," he manages after what seems like several moments, but in reality is only several seconds, maybe half a minute at most. "Are you...are you okay? That is...was...stronger."
He is still vaguely dizzy.
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:25 am (UTC)She huffs. "She had no right to be so possessive of you." She pauses. "Him. She had never even met him face to face."
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:33 am (UTC)Skellig is grateful for the physical contact of her face in his neck, and reaches up to stroke her hair. After a moment of relaxing, he speaks again.
"I know that if I ever wanted to leave, you would let me," he says softly. "Not without great protest and heartbreak," he adds quickly. "But you would not bind me if I did not wish to stay."
He leans back slightly, looks at her and lifts her chin. "Not that I will ever leave, because you are my soulmate, my stars upon the sky," he whispers softly. "And I want to stay with you, completely of my own desires."
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:51 am (UTC)"And you are mine, the beat of my heart, the blood in my veins, the breath in my lungs. I would stay with you as long as you would have me."
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Date: 2024-08-16 02:58 am (UTC)"Then it is settled," he mutters gently, pressing his lips to her forehead. "We are to remain together for all time." And that is that.
He sighs gently and then shifts to allow his forehead to rest against hers - he is growing exhausted, and a faint headache is pulling at the back of his skull, overexertion and after-effects of the spell beginning to creep in.
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Date: 2024-08-16 03:05 am (UTC)Nevermind the fact that he is already 'light' as it is.
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Date: 2024-08-16 03:10 am (UTC)The setting sun paints the golden feathers of her eagle shape with color as they soar back to the Lair. She's careful with him, so careful, as they fly. She's feeling guilty about what happened, you see.
Is the Lair starting to feel like 'home' to him by now? They arrive without incident, and she leads him to the hot spring to wash off the bits of forest clinging to them both.
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Date: 2024-08-16 03:16 am (UTC)"The lines are making better sense again," he tells her, as he wipes himself down with a clean rag and some herbal-scented soap. "With the last spell, the one in the field we attempted here, I did not become as disoriented as I did with this one."
How long were they even in the forest? Has it truly been two (three?) days? Or did time flow differently once they entered the glade and slipped within the story and the ritual? He cannot tell, and that bothers him, vaguely.
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Date: 2024-08-16 12:02 pm (UTC)She flushes as she wipes the forest and sex from her thighs. "I would not have thought I COULD have that many orgasms in one long afternoon and not be sore afterward."
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Date: 2024-08-17 01:47 am (UTC)"I am sore," he says. "But it is not from sex. Which you are right...I had no idea I was capable of that much in such a short timespan."
He stretches his wings out and then resettles them against his back, before dipping his cloth again into the spring to refresh the water and work on getting the rest of his skin washed up.
"It was quite enjoyable, though," he adds. "Even if it did not play out exactly as we had intended."
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Date: 2024-08-17 01:53 am (UTC)"You enjoyed it?" She seems relieved at that. "Not just physically, I mean." She flushes. "His situation, his emotions, at least before he met Her, I feared they might open old wounds."
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Date: 2024-08-17 02:05 am (UTC)"It would be a lie to say that there no emotions stirred up that did not rekindle some unpleasant...I would not call them memories, because there is nothing...attached." He glances at her face. "But I would not hide those parts of my feelings from you anyways. I would share them with you, work to heal them with your aid."
After all, they are partners. And that is what partners do.
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Date: 2024-08-17 02:15 am (UTC)"I am...unnerved by some of the things I felt as well," she admits.
Kreyu is almost finished cleaning herself off.
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Date: 2024-08-17 02:28 am (UTC)"I think we should maybe...hydrate?"
He glances at her. "And if you are willing, would you take some of this..." He motions at himself. "I am a bit sore from just...I think it is my muscles, while I am not a stranger to the motions and positions we enjoyed... he was, and so my body did not know how to respond?"
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