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's visibly pleased when he says she did very well, feathers puffing up a little in pride.

"Your mate, no matter who else might look, might want, might beg for me to please them." She nuzzles his neck.

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"That is the greatest treasure of all, greater even than all those things we gathered from Heka's hoard, and all the things I know you and your brothers have stashed here within the Lair."

He lifts a piece of fruit from the tray and offers it to her, then grabs another for himself.

"You are my greatest discovery."

[brave_kreyu]

She takes the offered piece of fruit with her lips rather than her fingers, makes a noise of satisfaction while she chews and swallows.

"And you are mine," she assures him.

"You have explored your greatest discovery quite thoroughly," she teases. "Found all the hidden places, settled yourself quite firmly in the heart."

[27_53]

Skellig hums a little himself as she plucks the fruit from his fingertips with her lips, pleased. (See, they CAN be responsible. Eating AND hydrating, at the same time!) "I hope that I have not found every hidden place," he says playfully. "Because I do enjoy finding surprises to pleasure you."

He leans his body a little closer to hers, grateful for the contact - familiar and safe - as they snuggle.

"If I have found them all, then I will just have to invent new techniques."

[brave_kreyu]

"I enjoy finding surprises to pleasure you too," she replies, tone equally playful. "Like my dress, and dancing for you."

Familiar, safe, loved, as they snuggle.

"I will be glad to see your new techniques, help you name them." She offers him a piece of fruit, so healthy and hydrating!

[27_53]

Following her lead, he takes the fruit from her fingertips with only his mouth - and might let his lips linger just-slightly against her touch.

"And if I am making up new techniques, I'm sure you will be keen to do so yourself...I am happy to be experimented on."

Speaking of...he glances down at his stomach, the bird design painted blue. "The woad has held up well," he comments. "I am pleased with it."

[brave_kreyu]

She shivers a little in pleasure at his lips on the sensitive tips of her fingers.

"Very keen," she replies. He might be able to tell that she has some ideas brewing in the back of her mind already.

"I am too," she says, gently stroking the design. "Though I think I will wait until after tomorrow to put more designs on you."

Her grin sharpens. "I had a hunt in mind for a hero and his eagle companion."

[27_53]

Breathing out a laugh, he nods.

"Taking a bit of a break...may be wise," he says honestly, allowing his legs to stretch out in front of him, rolling his ankles and feet, wiggling his toes a bit. "While the mind of the young one who was born-winged may have been where I was...my body...not so much."

She has already rid him of his soreness and his headache, and now that he's eating and drinking, he feels much better. But he is still...not a teenaged boy.

[brave_kreyu]

"It is a good thing the spell broke with the setting sun," she says, flushing. "The Goddess, she would have had Him as often as His interest and body could rise, even through the night."

"We shall only hunt in the morning if you feel up to it," she promises. "If you need to rest, we will."

[27_53]

"As much as my interest would have us repeatedly entangled with one another in our bed - or anywhere the mood struck us - I am afraid that without another sort of...spell or aid, my body would not be able to rise that quickly to the occasion."

Not saying there are ways he can't make himself 'useful' in bed!

"But I feel I have done a fine job of keeping you satisfied so far?"

(He is not actually concerned about this - but then again, is there a tiny fraction of a shred of worry buried way back in the depths of his brain - is he really good enough for her, a Goddess?)

[brave_kreyu]

"More than satisfied, Skellig," she assures him. She kisses him gently on the cheek. "None could satisfy me better than my Mate, my husband."

"Not that I would ever let them even TRY. You are the only one I want, the only one I NEED."

[27_53]

"I do believe you," he says. "But I am grateful to hear you say it all the same."

He smirks when she kisses him. "And I will admit I do feel a bit smug when you say it, as I never imagined that I would be able to satisfy the desires of a Goddess. Not even in my wildest dreams and fantasies."

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu flushes a little, laughs. "One very small Goddess, in the grand scheme of things. One who was quite exhausted after a half day of work among her people."

[27_53]

"Supporting your people - our people - is not without effort. I saw the stir in the energy among the crowds when you made yourself seen to them. It was taxing on many levels."

He remembers her exhaustion, how depleted she was.

Skellig reaches for one of her hands (after draining of the last of his wine from his cup, so as not to spill it as he tucks it beside his hip) with his and begins to rub gently at her fingers.

"You may be just a single Goddess, a small Goddess. But you are my Goddess," he says. "And the one that I choose to worship before all others."

[brave_kreyu]

She smiles softly. "I do enjoy the ways you worship me with your hands and your mouth," she tells him.

"You still treat me as a partner, as Kreyu, your mate, your love. That, I would never wish to lose."

She's starting to feel a little drowsy, now that she's had food and drink and is all comfortable in their bed.

[27_53]

"You will always be Kreyu to me first and foremost," he says. "Above the rest of all of it. It was you that I fell in love with," he adds. "It was the vibrancy of your soul, your spirit, your Karma that lead me to realize that I was worthy of such treatment as you have given me. That did not require you to be a Goddess."

Skellig presses his lips to her temple, glances at their cups and the plate - then to the table. It would not be difficult to get out of the bed and set them safely away - but then he'd have to move from where he's curled up with her...

"You stay," he says softly. "I will put this up."

[brave_kreyu]

"I am glad to hear that," she says, gently squeezing his hands.

She considers protesting him putting the dinner things up, but decides to let him 'spoil' her a bit.

"Thank you, love." She is far too tired and sated right now to consider sex, but she does watch him as he moves about. Her husband is lovely, and she enjoys looking upon him!

[27_53]

"You're welcome."

Tempted as he may be to find some of that honey to enjoy for 'dessert', he truly is tired - there is only so much rest one can get while napping (did he even really nap?) in a dream state, upon the ground of the forest. Their bed is a much better option. Skellig deals with tidying up their mess (minimally; he wants to be back curled up against her) and then returns to the bed.

(He's noticed her watching him as he moves about the room. It has made him blush, just slightly.)

"I must be careful," he says as he climbs back into the bed and burrows back in beside her. "Or you'll be having me clean up after dinner more often, just to get the show afterwards..."

[brave_kreyu]

She snuggles up with him, feels her body relax. "Of course," she teases. "Are you saying you would not watch me if our positions were reversed?"

[27_53]

Skellig 'scoffs', snickering a little.

"No, I would shield my eyes," he 'swears', as he wraps an arm around her shoulders and begins tracing patterns on her upper arm. "Keep from watching as my beautiful wife saunters through the room." He scoffs. "Like there would be a chance I could manage that."

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu giggles in amusement when he swears he would shield his eyes.

She relaxes further into his touch, idly preens some of his feathers.

"Then how could I possibly be expected not to watch my beautiful husband?" she asks. "It is a different kind of beauty than when I am driving you to ecstasy or when you are tied to the bed transfixed by my dancing for you, but it is beauty all the same."

[27_53]

His demeanor softens slightly (not that it was at all harsh to begin with) as she speaks, and he shifts his wing slightly to give her better access to his feathers (on instinct, not as a suggestion or request) as they lay together.

"Never before have I ever heard myself called beautiful," he says. "Not until I found myself in your company."

[brave_kreyu]

She keeps preening his feathers.

She sniffs disdainfully. "Then they were clearly lacking in taste." So says his dragon! "A treasure stolen from a world that knew not what they cast aside so cruelly and thoughtlessly." She pauses. "Or it WOULD have been if I had been responsible for you winding up in my company in the first place."

[27_53]

"I am just glad that I ended up where I belong," he says honestly. "Where I am able to be appreciated appropriately."

With her, by her.

"That feels nice," he adds, nodding towards his feathers and her fingers.

[brave_kreyu]

"So am I," she replies, honest and sincere.

"I'm glad it feels nice." She kisses the back of his neck. "Tricky to reach certain places by yourself, and, well, I like touching you."