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 relishes his wildness, that he is comfortable enough to express this part of himself.

"Yours," she breaths. She meets the increased roughness of his kiss with her own, rocks her hips in an almost demanding way against his hand. She's so close, her muscles are quivering around his fingers.

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Very rarely does he let the 'wild' nature show through his soul, and even more rarely does he let it show through in a POSITIVE situation. She is a special instance (and rightly so) in so many ways.

"There's my dragon," he praises her softly, growling playfully between their kisses. "My most magnificent creature."

Coaxing her with his hands and his words, he works to get her even closer to the edge of her release; as tempted as he briefly is to back off and make her wait for it, he knows that isn't fair... so he increases his kisses and the rhythm of his fingers, meeting her 'demands' as he feels her tighten around him and moan loudly against his lips as she comes.

[brave_kreyu]

Her hands are everywhere as she comes down, half holding, half caressing. The silk teases his skin as she moves, a reminder that he brought her to release without even undressing her!

She nuzzles his neck. "Such a good husband," she murmurs.

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A fact he is very aware of without needing reminding, and smug about!

"With a good wife," he mutters happily, stroking his hand over her spine, a soothing motion. (She's more than ready for him to take her now, and he's half tempted to skip round two and move right to round three...)

"Feels good when you touch me all over like that."

[brave_kreyu]

In Kreyu's opinion, he has every right to be smug!

She makes a pleased sigh as he strokes her spine. "I'm glad it feels good," she murmurs as she strokes, holds. "Feels so good to touch you, always does, whatever the circumstances."

"My darling, my treasure." She kisses his neck gently.

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"I know I have mentioned before that my prior experiences with touch were often...less than favorable," he says. "But it is worth repeating that yours are a welcome thing, regardless."

He tips his head to the side, gives her mouth better access to his neck and throat.

[brave_kreyu]

"That world did not deserve you," she murmurs between kisses of his neck. "But you are home, now."

She chuckles, low. "If more people knew how wonderful you were, I would have to fight to keep you," she says, tone slightly teasing. She knows he wouldn't LEAVE her!

She scrapes her teeth slightly over his throat, just enough for him to feel it.

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He feels it, and it earns her a soft grunt of pleasure as a reward.

"While there would be no reason you would have to fight to keep me...it would be kind of hot to watch," he teases. "My dragon, defending her treasure."

Her most PRECIOUS treasure!

"Want this dress off you," he says gently, reaching to her hips to work it up her body.

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She chuckles. "Shall I growl at any pretty men and women who look your way with too much interest?" she teases.

She reaches down to help him work the dress off of her.

"Show my claws to any who plead and beg for your kiss, your caress, to take you to their bed?"

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Rolling his eyes, he laughs.

"Unless we find ourselves in a very strange place, I doubt that I will be having to fend off any of those ravenous types who wish to beg and plead for my kiss and to share my bed," he says.

As the dress comes off and now more of her skin is exposed, available for touching with his bare hands, kisses with his mouth!

"But your stare is quite fierce on its own."

[brave_kreyu]

She is pleased with his laughter, but she's not as convinced as he is about the place needing to be very strange.

"Good to know," she purrs as he hands touch and his mouth kisses. "My brothers are far more intimidating than I, good to know I have at least one method available to me without changing shape."

She grins once the dress is completely off. "The dress is lovely, but I find I like it better when there's nothing in your way."

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"It is a lovely dress," he says honestly. "While we are out exploring the world, I look forward to finding new dresses for you to dance for me in, wrap in our own echoes and energies."

Now with the dress off, he can urge her body over, flipping them so she is on her back. And that means it is easier for him to explore with his mouth, which he does eagerly - letting his lips fall to her breasts, tongue seeking out a nipple which clearly is in DESPERATE need of attention...

[brave_kreyu]

"I'd like that," she says, full of joy. "And perhaps you will dance for me some day."

She is easily urged onto her back, laughing in delight. Although that laughter will turn into a moan of pleasure as his tongue gives that nipple some attention.

"Mhhhm, such a clever mouth," she praises him. She runs the fingers of one hand through his hair while the other wraps around him, holds him close.

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"You will have to teach me to dance," he says. "Or at least, I may have to practice first, as to not look a total fool."

Not that he really thinks she would judge him for his awkwardness - the attenpt alone, and the thoughts and desires behind it, wanting to please her would be enjoyable. But still.

He works the one nipple over thoroughly, then shifts his attentions to the other, wanting to be fair!

"I am a clever creature, he says. "More than just my mouth..."

[brave_kreyu]

"We may find a dance and a teacher that suits you, on our travels."

She wouldn't judge him, no. Merely making the attempt would melt her heart.

So many moans and delighted sounds, his dragon makes. "Very clever, so very clever," she gasps, genuine praise. And not just for his bedroom skills.

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"Love your fingers in my hair," he says happily as she twists the strands gently between her fingers. (Briefly he had considered taking it a little shorter, but he is glad he didn't - it gives her better grip this way!) She guides him across her chest, and then he sinks lower to the center of her ribcage.

With one wing to balance on the bed, he brings the other up to where she can toy with it, if she wants to...tease his feathers...

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Oh, she definitely wants to tease his feathers, sinks her fingers in right away! She's working almost blind, but she knows his wings quite well. There's a spot just a little further that gets a good reaction...and she strokes it, nice and slow.

He finds a spot on her rib cage that makes her shiver, a spot a little lower that makes her moan loudly. The coil of desire is building up again, twisting tighter.

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His earlier plan to make her come a second time with his mouth alone is getting pushed further and further to the edges of his radar, with the way she is stroking his wing like that, slow and gentle.

"Was gonna taste you on my tongue," he 'protests'. "But now all I want to do is fill you with my cock."

[brave_kreyu]

"Could always make me come on your tongue after you've filled me with your cock," Kreyu points out.

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Momentarily he is stunned- because that never even occurred to him. Then he laughs and slides back up her body (peppering with kisses along the way) to settle above her, press his lips against hers in a kiss that says "thank you" in a BIG way.

"Now, who is the clever one?"

[brave_kreyu]

His 'thank you' is very much appreciated, judging by her energy and her return kiss!

"Both of us, of course," she replies.

"Do you want to fill me, Skellig?" she asks, voice husky. "Hard and aching for your mate?" She knows the answer, of course.

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The answer is a most resounding yes, but his response is not in words but instead in actions; another firm and wild kiss, ever so slightly rougher touches. He is nowhere near hurting her and would never dream of it - but he also knows how strong she is, what she can handle. With one hand he reaches down and strokes her cunt with his fingers, then shifts and teases his cock a bit.

"Want my mate," he murmurs. "You. Want to pleasure you."

His body is practically already aligned with hers. Just a bit of adjusting and he'll easily be able to slip himself inside of her. "Please, my love?"

[brave_kreyu]

"Want you, love. Take me," she tells him, eyes dark with arousal.

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With that dark look in her eyes, he doesn't hesitate to "pounce" a little and enter her, even though they have done this many times before it is always a very pleasurable sensation as he fills her.

"Perfect," he groans softly, leaning in for another kiss. This one is not as rough, but it is deep and passionate; words are going to be difficult for him to manage for a while, but kisses will more than make up for it as he starts to move with her.

[brave_kreyu]

He's not the only one who finds it very pleasurable even though they've done it many times before. "Yes," she groans, echoing him. It is perfect!

They don't need words, especially with their kisses, with the way they move together. Both of her hands are in his wings, seeking pleasure and connection.