brave_kreyu: (Dragon)
brave_kreyu ([personal profile] brave_kreyu) wrote2024-09-02 07:33 pm

OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part 10

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.
27_53: (so over this)

[personal profile] 27_53 2024-10-08 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I agree."

He lifts his gaze to focus his eyes on hers, smiling gently. "My brave Kreyu. Always willing to tackle any adventure," he murmurs softly. "Though after we soak awhile longer, I think the only adventure I may be up for tackling this evening is testing how close we can fit our bodies together on that bed. I desire to sleep with you sprawled atop me."
27_53: (also so over this)

[personal profile] 27_53 2024-10-08 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
"I would not let you drown," he mutters playfully. "If you'd like to sleep for a bit I would not mind it, but we might be more comfortable in that bed. It looks like it is...well made."

Perhaps not for sleeping, but certainly comfortable for sleeping after festivities.
27_53: (also so over this)

[personal profile] 27_53 2024-10-08 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Briefly, Skellig debates bothering with their robes at all - it isn't like they are going to be disturbed, and if they are getting promptly into bed there is little need. However, he wants to add a bit more wood into the fire to ensure the room is comfortable throughout the night, and fire and bare skin...not a combination he wants to experiment with.

"I will stoke the fire a bit, if you want to get into bed," he offers.
27_53: (also so over this)

[personal profile] 27_53 2024-10-08 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
It is straightforward enough to dry off, add a decent-sized log to the fire and then head towards the bed to join her. She has left one side of the blankets open for him, and he shakes his wings lightly to make certain they are as straight as they can be (they'll need a light preen in the morning, at this rate, especially if she sprawls atop him) before he climbs into bed.

"Now, c'mere and make sure I do not catch a chill," he teases, opening his arm to her so she can settle on his chest.