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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"That is all true," he agrees. "Plus you make an excellent heat source, when you curl up against my neck."

He smirks and tips his neck to give her better access. "Though to be fair when you are in this shape and sprawled on top of me, you also make a fine heat blanket."

Her preening his feathers is a nice feeling, comforting.

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs at his comments. "And you are a fine pillow to sprawl upon, so very warm, shaped just right for me to wrap myself around."

She nips his neck, just a little. She preens him some more, smoothing feathers into place by touch.

[27_53]

His breath hitches faintly in his lungs when she nips at his neck, causing him to exhale a little sharply.

"Feels nice," he mutters happily. "You always do. Make even the most interesting places we've slept plenty comfortable."

[brave_kreyu]

"I'm glad," she murmurs against his skin. "Especially since we may be sleeping rough a great deal on our travels, like on the island."

She teases his collarbones with her fingers as she kisses him on the lips, slow and sweet.

Skellig might hear footsteps and the sound of someone carrying a heavy food tray in the direction of their room.

[27_53]

A faint moan escapes his lips as she kisses him, but his ears pick up on the approaching footsteps and he pulls his mouth away from hers, VERY reluctant to do so...

"Breakfast--" he whispers to her.

There is a faint knock upon the door and it is accompanied by the question if he would like his food brought inside? Or the tray left in the hall?

"Hall will be fine, thank you," he calls out.

Once the footsteps retreat, Skellig pushes himself up onto one elbow and gives her a faint Look. "We need to eat. Something besides each other... that will happen later."

[brave_kreyu]

"We do," Kreyu admits, also reluctantly. She moves out of sight of the doorway, so Skellig can go and bring breakfast in.

Fresh bread, butter, eggs cooked with a mix of vegetables and spices, fresh fruit, and watered wine. A fitting breakfast for someone who is going to be doing a lot of exercise!

[27_53]

And with two servings of it, there is plenty between them to share to ensure they get their fill.

"If we rest for just a little while after you must shift, that will be enough time for you to fully digest all of this?"

Another nap would probably not be an awful idea given what they're going to be doing today, and it is still quite early all things considered.

[brave_kreyu]

"A few hours in this shape should suffice," Kreyu replies. "And a nap while I'm digesting wouldn't hurt."

She chuckles. "Makes me feel dreadfully lazy, but there are fine details of shapeshifting even I can't get around."

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"You are just adapting to the form, what it needs." Skellig shrugs a shoulder as they start to dish out the meal. "It is smart, resourceful."

He picks a few pieces of fresh fruit from the tray.

"After we eat, I will go down the hall and tell Xenophon and Kirke I need to rest a bit longer before we see off. I doubt they will mind." Kirke especially, with having to work so hard at such odd hours day and night!

[brave_kreyu]

"Thank you, love," she says, smiling softly. "I am so very lucky to be with you, whatever shape I wear."

"I am sure they both need more rest than they have been getting, and quiet."

Kreyu eats more than she usually would to break her fast because she knows she will need the energy. flying is hard work!

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"Our turn for rest and quiet may take an extra day or two, but I do not mind that either."

He glances at her over his food.

"To hear the forest come to life with the dawn, you wrapped in my arms...I look forward to that. A fire crackling softly, the way you breathe against my neck..."

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"You paint a lovely vision, but I don't mind waiting a few days for it."

"Snow too, in time. I've only ever seen it on the tops of mountains."

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For some reason he is surprised at her admission that she has only ever seen snow on mountaintops.

"The cold can be wearing on the body, but with our bodies pressed close together, there is no storm we could not weather."

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs, low. "I would prefer to add blankets and some shelter to that situation, but I would gladly press close to you for warmth."

She casts her eyes upon the bed, stretches a little. "Would you like to sprawl on me this time, or shall I use you as a pillow?"

[27_53]

"You could sprawl upon me as a pillow again, perhaps not quite the same sprawl as before...I tend to sleep very soundly when you are doing that, and we should set off before TOO long..."

But a solid nap will not hurt.

[brave_kreyu]

"I think I can sprawl a little less," she replies. She scoots over on the bed so he can lay down. "Keep you from sleeping TOO soundly."

She chuckles. "I never used to look forward to sleep as much as I do now, with you."

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After joining her on the bed, he settles in and allows her to use his shoulder as a pillow, bringing his hand up to idly stroke his fingers through her hair.

"I...I was much more nocturnal," he says after a long moment of thought. "Easier to move about without getting seen, when it was dark."

(Easier to find food in dumpsters that has only just been thrown out by a restaurant closing crew, don't have to dig as far down in the pile. Easier to hide and find a place to rest when the whole world is in shadow.)

[brave_kreyu]

"That makes sense," she replies, voice soft, leaning into his touch. There is a pang of sadness in her heart about him feeling the need to move about unseen, then. "And you would have great advantage over most at night, with your sight and your hearing."

She runs her fingers through his feathers, holds him close. "I have explored the wonders of the night less than those of the day," she muses. "Perhaps we will discover some together on our travels."

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"My sight is much more keen at night," he agrees. "My eyes had to adjust a bit to adapt to the brightest hours of the day, but since those were often the hottest as well...we did good to stay indoors."

His feathers flex beneath her touch, wings shifting. "I look forward to discovering many things with you, at all hours." There's a hint of teasing in his tone, but he is going to be Good as they cannot get up to too much 'trouble' if they expect to nap.

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs. "All hours of the day and night," she says, a hint of teasing in her tone.

"But we will behave for now," She nuzzles his shoulder. "Not scandalize our fellow patrons by making you scream my name in ecstasy."

[27_53]

Skellig is quiet for a brief moment.

"...could whisper your name against your lips if you wanted to sprawl a little higher up and kiss me again."

[brave_kreyu]

"I like the sound of that," she replies, voice low. She knows things can't get too hot and heavy, but kissing Skellig is always a pleasure.

She sprawls a little higher, her skin rubbing against his as she stretches, shifts her position to claim his mouth with her own. Gentle at first, but she doesn't resist the urge to tug a little on his lower lip with her teeth, tease just a bit with her tongue.

[27_53]

It is a pleasure indeed - and her skin rubbing against his as she shifts, her teeth grazing his lip, her tongue teasing - that earns her better than a whisper of her name.

"Mmm, my Kreyu..."

That earns her a soft moan of it instead, between one of their breaks to pull in a bit of air into their lungs, settle down their bodies. He will be 'good', he knows he has to be... but he isn't going to turn down kissing her.

[brave_kreyu]

"Like it when you say my name like that," she says, voice slightly rough with desire.

She takes a few deep breaths to try and...settle things.

"Later," she reminds herself, speaking out loud.

[27_53]

Briefly, Skellig debates saying screw it and pouncing on her to kiss her senseless, touch her in all the places that drive her wild - but he knows that is just is inviting trouble.

"Later. Will be worth it."