brave_kreyu | OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part 10

There is more than one art piece on the wall depicting a woman and two men engaged in carnal acts. Kreyu finds her mind inserting Ajax, Skellig, and herself into one of those art pieces. "Oh," Kreyu flushes.

"Well, he has good taste. But I would only share you with YOU, my love."

She shakes her head. "Though it's making me feel a bit...territorial, which is ridiculous," she huffs, annoyed with herself.

"It is not ridiculous."

Skellig glances at the same piece that she is looking at, tilting his head slightly as he studies it. But instead of adding Ajax into the image... he is picturing both of the men as himself.

"If we are being truthful, I actually find it quite arousing when you get a little territorial." He leans in and presses his lips to her ear, whispering. "I know it would only ever be in a fantasy, but what if there were two of me, to pleasure you at the same time in such a manner?"

"Should I tie you to the bed then?" she teases when he says he finds her getting a little territorial quite arousing.

Her breath catches when he presses his lips to her ear, when he whispers, and she shivers with want at the image he creates in her mind. "Would ensure both of you were very satisfied," she says, voice a little rough. "Ride one of you while the other you was behind me, touching, teasing. Or perhaps I could take your cock in my mouth while your other self filled my cunt."

"I have no doubt of your ability to satisfy me," he says. "But as you said...I would prefer to keep you all to myself. My oneself."

He allows his hands to wander a little bit, but he doesn't push very far.

"And I would have you tie me to this bed," he shoots a glance at it - there are strategically placed notches in the headboard that likely correspond with whatever might possibly be in a chest near the wall, though Skellig would not know to think of that. "Perhaps not right this moment, as I am...not fully prepared for that level of intensity."

He smiles.

"I just wish to be desired and enjoyed by my wife."

"Tomorrow, perhaps," she muses. "Tonight I would be desired and enjoyed by my husband, would have his hands on me."

She kisses his neck, gentle. "Want you," she whispers against his skin, a hint of a growl in her tone. Her hands seek out the pins that hold his chiton on, deftly maneuver the one on the left shoulder out of the fabric.

"You are much better at working those free," he mutters as she deftly works to get both pins removed (and collect the fabric of his chiton, toss it over a chair) before he even manages to get ONE of hers out.

Which means he is naked and she is not. He abandons his amulet on the table and allows his wings to be freely visible - then glances sharply towards the door.

"Did you ward that at all," he asks, as an afterthought.

Kreyu's face suggests that no, she did not.

"I'll be back shortly," she promises. She's gotten rather good at wards, in her opinion, they only take a few minutes.

"My clever husband, making sure to check such things," she says once she's finished as she stalks back over to him. She steals a kiss, lingering with her lips on his.

"Cautious, moreso than clever," he admits. "After how Ajax's energy shifted once he was given his signal by Thia, and his talk of storms... it may be wise to use an extra layer of protection when we are able."

He does not fight her as she steals that kiss, allowing her lips to linger on his mouth as he works the pins out of her chiton.

"And with your wards so strong, I feel much more secure in allowing my focus to center on my true desire...my wife." Emphasis on my.

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"Caution is often wisdom, particularly when a succession crisis is brewing."

She catches her chiton as it falls with one arm, places it neatly on top of Skellig's chiton.

"All yours," she purrs, slipping out of her sandals. She wraps her arms around his waist, tugs him right up against her body. "I'd tell you all the lovely things I've thought about doing with you the last few days, but I think you'll enjoy them more as a surprise."

"You are likely right about that," he agrees. "However I would tell you what I wished to do to you in that storage hut earlier, hidden behind those crates..."

With her hugged up tight against him like this, it is easy enough for him to take 'control' of their movements, and walk them the few steps it takes to back her up against the nearest wall.

"But I think you'd prefer it if I showed you."

Which means leaning in and kissing her firmly, 'pinning' her up against the wall in a show of dominance, claiming her as his.

She chuckles, low, as he backs her up against the wall. "I would like you to show me."

She meets his firm kiss with a firm kiss of her own, hungry for him, wanting. She presses her body into his, warm and strong, rocks her hips against him ever so slightly.

She doesn't plan to stop kissing him until one of them has to breathe!

It was the subtle rock of her hips against his earlier that nearly caused a 'situation' that would have needed to be dealt with before they could venture back out into public; in this case, he does not bother trying to settle himself down, just meets her with the same want and desire.

He is forced to break first for air, and he does with a shaking gasp, pulling a breath into his lungs.

"I'm beginning to think you like it when I leave you breathless, gasping," she says, breathing hard.

She licks her lips, eyes dark. "I've been thinking about all kinds of ways to leave you breathless, gasping, panting for more."

"Reminds me of that night on the beach," he pants. "When you took my breath away, thought I was seeing stars 'cause I was gonna pass out, but it wasn't... wasn't that. Was seeing different...different stars. Ones I'd never seen before."

His hands are shaking a little, knees already weak, but he's determined to hold her here until she either takes control or he goes down.

"What... what would you do with me?"

She smiles softly at his mention of that night on the beach. His shaking hands, his weak knees, prompt her to take control.

"So many things, Skellig. Can hardly decide." She picks him up in a bridal carry, strong and steady as she carries him to the bed.

"So many ways to please one another at our disposal, but I want to claim my mate."

There is a oh so very brief moment when she picks him up that he considers protesting - but he also knows better than to argue with her, especially when she's got hold of him like this.

"Once again... it is the dragon who rescues her valiant knight," he quips playfully, leaning up to press kisses to her jawline as she brings him to the bed and lays him down. He moves his body to the center of it, spreads his wings out beneath him in his best 'come hither' pose.

"He would do whatever his mate desires to ensure her claim is well-staked."

She would always listen to his protests, ALWAYS.

She makes a pleased hum at his quip and his kisses to her jawline. "Her valiant knight who so graciously satisfies her appetites," she quips back.

His 'come hither' pose works very well indeed. She crawls onto the bed after him never looking away once. "Such a sweet temptation you make, sprawled like that," she speaks, voice low and rough.

She's on her hands and knees over him, mouthing his neck, 'nipping' him ever so lightly on the throat.

The mouthing and nipping of his throat earns her a soft groan of pleasure in response - he is careful to keep relatively quiet as he is not quite sure yet of just how soundproof these walls are in this establishment - and he brings his hands up to hover just below her breasts, fingertips barely grazing her skin.

"Am I allowed to touch, love?"

Because he wants to, very much so...

He can feel her pleasure when he makes that soft groan. "Touch as much as you please, love," she tells him.

"And you can be as loud as you like," she adds, a wicked grin on her face. "The wards will muffle things."

She teases all over his neck, licks, little nips, kisses. "Feel like I could pleasure you for hours," she whispers in his ear.

"Wouldn't object to you doing that," he growls playfully. "The sun has only just set below the horizon, and the evening is still quite young...especially for this establishment's clients."

With permission granted, he raises his hands up higher to cup her breasts in his palms, eagerly massaging them - wanting to coax the same pleasured sounds from her that she is getting out of him with those nips and kisses.

"Very true," she purrs. "And your pleasure is more intoxicating than wine."

She moans as he cups her breasts, massages them. "Oh, yes. That feels good."

She rests her lower body against his, rocks her hips a bit. "Shall we see how hard you get just from my hips and what my mouth is doing to the rest of you?" she teases.

That earns her another gasp and a louder groan, as well as a shaking nod of his head. "Yes, please." He squirms slightly against the bed beneath her, which only creates more friction.

He works his throat.

"Was very tempted to have you use those beautiful hands of yours on my cock while we were back there behind those crates," he mutters. "I had enough of a buffer around us that nobody would have interrupted..."

Lovely, lovely, friction. She works her way across his collarbones with her mouth, slow and teasing.

"Would have been lovely," she purrs. "Like the way you feel under my hands." She grins at him between kisses of his chest. "When you were thinking of that, I was thinking of having you close your eyes and imagine me in that beaded dress. Then, when you'd pulled your chiton aside, I'd kneel on those bags of grain, take your cock in my mouth."

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His heartrate increases as she kisses his chest, surging to a rapid pace much like it did earlier when Ajax had leaned in closer and proposed a tryst between the three of them.

"You know that dress is one of my weaknesses," he laughs. "Which is exactly why you'd suggest it, get me raging hard before you wrapped your lips around my cock."

Totally cheating. And at the same time...he would not care one single bit.

She laughs with him. "Of course, your wife is a cunning dragon."

Her hips are still rocking gently, rubbing against him. "Another idea for later, perhaps."

She moans as his touch sends sparks of pleasure through her body. "Tonight, I want to ride your cock until you come inside of me."

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