OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part 11

[brave_kreyu]

They are camped in the woods not too terribly far from a road.

Sometime early in the morning, Skellig hears a horse drawn wagon accompanied by men going down the road. He hears a wheel come off the wagon, hears the guards curse, hears wings the size of his own slam against wooden bars.

The wave of despair from the winged one is almost palpable.

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[brave_kreyu]

"So very clever," she praises him.

She makes a pleased sound as she tries her snack. "Hungrier than I expected to be." She chuckles. "I do not have much experience with fancy flying in this shape, and my draconic one is QUITE different."

[27_53]

"What have you done there - covered the bread with cheese? I may have to try that next."

Which he will do, after he finishes with these nuts, and then the pickled root vegetables that he is not quite sure what they are, but they are both savory and a bit sweet as well which is odd (but not unpleasant) to him.

"I guess I have not seen you fly much in this form with any real intent, aside from our flights on the island," Skellig says. "When we went to attack the pirates, you were in your eagle form..."

[brave_kreyu]

"It's very good, I think you'll like it."

She nods. "This shape doesn't fly through the air especially well, compared to my eagle shape." The humanoid form is many things, but it is not especially aerodynamic!

"And my draconic shape is so much larger AND I have no feathers." She chuckles. "I don't think my dragon shape would even have fit through most parts of the course."

[27_53]

"I don't think it would have," he agrees. "But it would have been a sight to see you up there, against those winds."

A chunk of bread is torn in half and Skellig works to spread some of the softer cheese onto the surface of it.

"We are also much more...fragile, like this," he motions at his own body with a free hand. "Between the wings being as exposed as they are, and then our bodies are not...not nearly as well armored as your dragon form is."

[brave_kreyu]

"Very true," she says. She reaches out to touch his face, gentle. "Vulnerable, but much easier to interact with most of the world without harming it."

"This shape is much more versatile and experiences things with greater intensity."

[27_53]

Skellig tips his head towards her hand, relishing her touch.

"You are right about that...the intensity of experiences." He says. "I know I do not have another shape to compare it to, or even strong memories to judge it against...but our journey has been the most wonderful thing I have ever lived."

[brave_kreyu]

Her smile when he says this journey has been the most wonderful thing he has ever lived is bittersweet.

"I am very glad that it has been wonderful for you, but there is always a drop of sorrow that there was so little wonder, so little joy, in your life Before."

She caresses his face because she wants to, although she's careful to avoid the scratch. She does not want to cause him discomfort.

[27_53]

Reaching up with one hand, he lightly covers her hand as she strokes his face.

"I appreciate that," he says. "But even though I can't truly remember what it was like Before, I do not think I would have survived to this point if it was completely full of sorrow. My spirit could not handle it, with no Light, no joy or laughter..."

He offers a faint smile.

"So I would not fret too much, my love."

[brave_kreyu]

"I will not," she promises. There is truth in his words, after all.

She grins. "You are with me now, and I will see to it that you have Light enough to match a dragon's hoard."

She's eaten as much as she wants to, for the moment. She might snack more later.

[27_53]

His smile brightens to match her grin.

"I have no doubts of your abilities to keep my Light reserves well-stocked," he quips. "I had not felt a drain in them at all for weeks, until we came across Tyr in that cage."

And even then, it did not take much effort on her part to build them up again!

[brave_kreyu]

"Good," she says, pleased at that news. "I intend to keep it that way."

She starts tidying up her snacks with her other hand. "I've eaten as much as I care to, at least for the moment. But don't let me rush you if you're still hungry."

[27_53]

"You know I tend to graze," Skellig says with a slight shrug of his shoulders. "But regardless of that, I would not let you rush me. If I am hungry, I will eat."

He turns his face to press his lips against the palm of her hand. "And not only because I know you would be grumpy with me if I went hungry simply in an effort to please you in some way."

[brave_kreyu]

She nods at his answer, reassured by it.

She shivers when he turns his face to press his lips against the palm of her hand, and her heart and breath speed up in excitement. "You know me well," she replies, voice soft, slightly rough. That so simple a thing would stoke her want for more of him, in any way he would care to offer, should not surprise her as much as it does by now.

[27_53]

Skellig huffs a soft laugh as he feels the shiver run through her body, then leans back slightly as he reaches for the plate of food.

"I will put this away, if you will make yourself comfortable in our nest so that I can work on your upper back?"

[brave_kreyu]

She flushes a little at his laugh. "Gladly."

She carefully removes her top, folds it and sets it aside. It takes a bit of fussing to get herself positioned just right on the bedding for her comfort and for him to be able to easily work on her upper back. The ache of the strain is a stronger thing now, though mild in the grand scheme of things.

[27_53]

While she is getting settled, he takes a moment to tidy up their space before he strips off his own top (fair is fair after all) and gathers up the sandalwood oil along with a clean cloth.

"If my touch alone doesn't soothe your ache, I can use my Light to finish the work," he says. "But I would try the more traditional methods, first."

And that is not just an excuse to touch her! He just wants to be able to take care of her, regardless of what abilities he might have.

[brave_kreyu]

She glances over her shoulder, admires the sight of him. "I would soothe your aches too, if you have any."

"I think I will quite enjoy the traditional methods, so long as they come from your hands." Her heart warms at the knowledge that he wants to take care of her, and that she wants to take care of him.

They are so very well matched, in oh so many ways.

[27_53]

"I could make a joke about using other parts of my body to soothe your aches in more traditional ways..." He snickers softly and settles himself off to one side of her, pours a small bit of the oil until his hands to start warming it.

"... but those aches might be a different type."

[brave_kreyu]

She snickers softly. "So could I."

She sighs in pleasure at the scent of the oil. "Wouldn't object to a different type of ache being soothed, or doing the soothing," she quips, tone slightly teasing. She's enjoyed everything she's gotten up to with Skellig, after all!

[27_53]

He would take great pride in knowing that she has enjoyed everything that they have gotten up to - even in the beginning, when things might have been a bit awkward and faltering for them both, it was still very fun and pleasurable!

"I think my fingertips will be best suited to this application," he quips, beginning to trace faint lines over her back, watching how her skin reacts to his touch (and sensing the tension in the muscles below) as he starts to work the oils over her body.

[brave_kreyu]

"Love it when you touch me," she says, her voice almost a purr. Her muscles are tense, where she's strained them, though nothing is showing on her skin.

"Magic hands."

[27_53]

"You could call them magic, I suppose," he muses quietly. (And he could use his 'magic' here, as he feels the tension in the muscles, works his fingers a little firmer against those spots - but he does not, using traditional pressure and massage instead.) "They have been called that Before."

Among other things - most positive, some negative.

"I enjoy making you feel good with my touches," he adds. "I can sense the pleasure it brings you, and it is soothing to my soul, like a balm, almost." He pauses to drizzle a bit more oil onto his skin, then resumes his work.

[brave_kreyu]

"Feels like magic, even when it isn't," she replies.

She makes a sound of pleasure as he pushes a little more, works on those muscles. "Enjoy making you feel good with my touch too. Warms and soothes my heart, my soul."

[27_53]

"I did not realize how much my body desired and craved touch until you came into my life," Skellig admits. "But now that I have been exposed to it, I do not know how I ever survived without it before."

He smiles as he finds a knot beneath the skin, and digs his fingertips a little around it to help begin to loosen it up. "Clearly I did survive, but life is much more pleasant with your touches."

[brave_kreyu]

Her breath catches briefly when he first digs his fingertips around that knot, but it quickly eases.

"You were strong, resilient, even then. But life is much more pleasurable for me too when I can touch you, be touched by you." She chuckles, low. "Could spend all day touching you, petting you, even without any sex."