OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part 10

[brave_kreyu]

Kreyu has taken a different shape than is usual for her. A dragon, yes, but one of quite different build and coloration!

This shape is more serpentine, although it still has four legs and wings. Her body and her wings are covered in feathers that are all the colors of the rainbow. She fusses with some of her wing feathers, the claws of this shape far smaller, as dexterous as human hands.

"How do I look?" she asks, a little nervous about her appearance.

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[brave_kreyu]

"Thank you, love," she says to Skellig. "I shouldn't need my bag again, for one." The one with the supplies she used for the birth.

A servant is glad to show him the way, hand him the key, and bring fresh linens, towels and such.

The room is a decent size and the bed looks comfortable. The bath is more than large enough for BOTH of them to soak in, filled with natural hot spring water!

The art and decorations though...there is a definite THEME. Both actual brothels they've been in had less erotic art per square foot than this space!

[27_53]

Carrying their things is easy enough; between his own abilities and that which he allows another servant to follow along with, and as the bed is being freshened and remade, Skellig takes a few moments to rifle through their things and find a fresh robe for her, as well as some of her favorite soaps and oils, placing them nearby the bath.

It is easy enough to start a fire in the hearth once the bed is made, and after another servant brings by a small basket of food and drink (they have had a long day - Lady Kreyu especially - there may be need for snacks) then he is left alone with a beer and the artwork.

When she joins him, she will find him studying a rather 'contemporary' piece, a sculpture which depicts a mass of bodies in various positions, all tangled and woven together as they enjoy themselves...he suspects this may be what some of Koshchei's parties look like...

[brave_kreyu]

She's already shut the door and barred it before she truly notices the nature of the sculpture. "Thank you, Skellig," she says as she crosses the room.

She peers at the sculpture, brow furrowing slightly. "Some of that looks a bit..uncomfortable," she whispers as she wraps an arm around him. "One suspects the previous occupant of this suite had needs that weren't being met." She kisses his neck, breathes in his scent.

[27_53]

"From their tastes in decor, it seems as if that may indeed have been the case."

He turns to face her, allowing her to more easily wrap her arms around his body, and he mimics the motion in the way that they just 'fit' together perfectly. "You and I do not have that 'issue', thankfully. Our decor will not have to be quite so...blatant."

A smirk tugs at the corner of his mouth, as he leans down to kiss her, using one hand to brush her hair back from her eyes. "At least, I do not think we have that issue."

[brave_kreyu]

"Definitely not," she assures him once they break for air. "You have always left me very satisfied."

"Bathe with me?" she asks. "I plan to stay and soak a while, and I would quite like your company."

[27_53]

Skellig is only the slightest bit smug as she comments about his abilities to leave her satisfied, chest puffing up faintly as his smirk shifts to a grin.

"I was hoping you would ask me to join you," he says. "I brought your robe and some the soaps and oils you prefer, they are there on the bench," he motions to the low wooden bench near the bath. "I will grab my own, then join you. Do you want a drink? There is beer, and some more of that cordial in a small bottle and some cups..."

[brave_kreyu]

"You spoil me," she replies, but her smile is wide, pleased. "Beer would be lovely, thank you."

The tub is essentially TWO tubs, one shallower tub for bathing, the other for soaking. Kreyu slips her clothes off, puts them neatly on a shelf. Then she climbs into the 'washing' tub and begins to do just that. She gives a pleased sigh at the warmth and the scent of her favorite soap.

[27_53]

He is not gone long, before returning with his own robe draped over one arm, two beers, and and appreciative glance as he looks over her form as she works to wash the efforts of the day from her bare skin.

"As beautiful as you are when you are dressed in the finest silks and adorned with jewels...I think I prefer you in this state."

Not just 'naked'. But natural. This is her, and that is who he loves. He sets their drinks down near the edge of the deeper 'soaking' tub, places his robe aside, then sits on the bench to begin undressing.

[brave_kreyu]

She flushes slightly, pleased. "I am glad you find me lovely like this, as it is how I am most of the time."

She's almost done washing her skin by the time he is undressed. Her own gaze is appreciative as he removes the last of his clothes. "So very lovely you are, in every facet of your being."

[27_53]

Satisfied that she has barred the door - they will not be interrupted this evening - Skellig removes the amulet that conceals his wings, allowing them to shake free slightly as she compliments him. (Even in the lower light brought forth from the candles and firelight, she will sense his flush as she looks him over.) "We are quite the pairing."

He nods to the deeper tub. "You can get started soaking while I wash some of the day off. I did not work nearly as hard as you, but that broth required quite a bit of chopping...I did sweat a bit."

[brave_kreyu]

"We are quite the pairing," she agrees. She slips into the warmer pool, sinks up to her neck in the water. It feels very good on her muscles!

"Kitchens tend to be quite warm, so I'm not surprised." She rests her head on the edge of the tub. "You did very well with the broth, it was delicious. Do you think we could try and replicate it at home?"

[27_53]

"I think I remember most of what went in, but would probably benefit from a list, if the cook would share his secrets. It was quite good," Skellig agrees. "After we sent it upstairs, we did try some for ourselves."

His efforts to wash his skin take considerably less time - after all, even though she was careful to wash up through the process of assisting with the birth, there was still more reason for her to ensure she got herself clean before soaking.

Resting his wings on either side of the tub, he briefly dunks his face and head into the water, shaking his hair once he emerges. "I think I will prefer soaking in that to sauna," he adds. "Easier to keep my feathers dry."

[brave_kreyu]

"You might be able to charm it out of them," she replies. She scoots over a bit in the tub, to make room. "I suspect you're right about it being easier to keep your feathers dry."

"Such lovely, soft, feathers," she murmurs dreamily.

Her body is beginning to protest the tension she is carrying, leftover from her work and worry with the birth.

[27_53]

"Turn a bit away from me, and I will wash your hair while you continue to soak," he offers, moving to join her in the deeper tub as she adjusts her position to settle in 'front' of him.

First his hands move to the back of her shoulders and her neck, rubbing lightly.

"I am quite charming when I need to be," he muses playfully. "I could likely use it to my advantage..."

He wets her hair, then applies soap to her scalp and moves his fingertips to begin to work it into a lather, with slow, circular motions - this is not the hurried 'wash the effects of battle' type of wash, no. This is luxury, and he is going to take his time.

[brave_kreyu]

She does as asked, sighs contentedly as his hands rub lightly at the back of her shoulders and her neck. Tension begins to fade there that she didn't even know was present!

"You are very charming," she replies, playful. "Could steal all kinds of hearts, if you wanted to."

As for his slow, circular, motions on her scalp, that produces an actual groan of pleasure. "Feels nice," she tells him, eyes sliding half shut as he works.

[27_53]

"There is only one heart that I would wish to steal," he murmurs softly. "And I have no need to do such a thing, as it is already in my possession, held secure in my chest alongside my own."

He leans down and presses his lips to the back of her head, not at all bothered by the soap. Before he resumes his efforts of washing her hair, with plenty of attention spent massaging her scalp. Once she is rinsed out, he returns his focus to her neck and upper back.

[brave_kreyu]

"You say the sweetest things, my love," she murmurs softly. Her heart is full of Light and affection at his word!

She is a bit of a dragon puddle by the time he's finished her hair. Tension leaves her body as he rubs, as he chases the stress and ache away with his touch. She murmurs something that is probably meant to be praise, eyes mostly closed.

[27_53]

Luckily, he has quite a decent amount of experience in dealing with her when she is in true 'melted' form like this - extending his touches to her body beneath the water, her mid and lower back, seeking out knots and working to move them from her body. He is also using a bit of his Light and ability when he finds a particularly sore spot, to help it 'soak' away into the hot water of the tub and disappear.

After a while, he shifts around to her front side to work at her hands, her forearms, her chest and abdomen.

[brave_kreyu]

"Bliss," she sighs as he works. "So sweet." The pleasure, his intentions, his love and care.

"So spoiled." She probably SHOULDN'T get used to this. She would be the envy of every midwife everywhere, she's sure, with such care from her husband.

[27_53]

"Deservedly so," he comments. "You aided in bringing new life safely into this world, today. There is very little else that can occur that contains such a surge of pure Light...it is unblemished, not yet worn down, stripped away by the harsh realities of the universe."

Content, he sighs as he focuses on one of her hand, easing the tension from her fingers. A strange feeling - unsettling, but not unpleasantly so - creeps into the back of his mind as he contemplates something.

"I...I feel as if I have been present for...many moments, when Life is yet so fragile, the balance is not yet tipped in either direction," he says softly. "I do not know if that is just emotions from the day, or something from Before...it just struck me as a feeling."

[brave_kreyu]

"It would be fitting, right, in oh so many ways." She opens her eyes a little, despite the bliss of him working the tension out of her fingers. "I am sure they would be glad of your company, whether they realized it consciously or not."

[27_53]

"I do not often have to hide myself from those who are young like I do adults," he says, voice quiet. "They are less likely to be afraid. More curious, than anything."

And curious in a good way - wanting to learn more, amazed and awed. Less likely to want to lock him up in a cage, poke and prod at him with a stick, parade him around like an oddity...

[brave_kreyu]

"Hate and fear are often taught," Kreyu says, a touch of sadness in her tone.

"You would be a good father," she says, certain for reasons she can't explain. "Perhaps we will raise some children together, one day. Teach them not to hate and fear as best we can."

[27_53]

"It is not something I have ever considered for myself," he says honestly, bringing her hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to them before he bows his head and sighs, resting his forehead against her knuckles. "But with you by my side, I think we could manage it well enough. Perhaps we will, one day."

[brave_kreyu]

"I had not considered it either," she replies. Her heart warms, flutters, at his gentle kiss, at his resting his forehead against her knuckles.

"I think that together we could manage almost anything."