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]

She will just have to cuddle him until he is used to it!

"The work of her Titan partner, I would bet. They have power over the elements like many dragons do."

His shiver prompts a surge of worry. "Are you warm enough, love? I could take the shape of something bigger, with more fur, to help you stay warm. She shifts her wings to break the wind some more, protect her poor mate!

[27_53]

"Your wings work quite well," he says. "Depending on how long it takes for this henna to fully set and dry, a larger shape may be something to consider...but I am comfortable."

He reaches up and strokes along the inside of one of her wings.

"Have you ever met a Titan?"

[brave_kreyu]

The worry fades as he reassures her that he is comfortable. His touch on the inside of her wings feels good, makes her sigh in pleasure.

"I have not," she replies. "Dragons and titans have avoided one another, generally, since the peace accord that was made on Atlantis."

"The strongest leyline crossing in the world is on that island, karma so thick that life flourishes especially well on it. It's...sacred to us, I suppose. The place where we acted as a nation instead of so many disparate broods."

[27_53]

Eventually, he starts to preen those feathers, somewhat absentmindedly.

"With how sensitive I am to Karma, I would likely not survive such a trip," he jokes - though he would also never expect to be allowed to enter such a sacred space, even if he is husband to a dragon. "Is it known how many dragons remain?"

[brave_kreyu]

She chuckles. "You would be quite drunk on it at first, I think. We might need to stay in bed for a few days once we arrived."

"If anyone knows, they're not telling," she replies. She relaxes her feathers, letting him more easily get at the skin beneath. "There are dragons that stay there, maintain the spells to keep humans from finding it. I doubt there are many at one time, we are quite territorial creatures."

She kisses his neck. "There has been talk, of allowing some humans to settle there. Our home, the Ring Islands, has been seen as something of a practice run for such an undertaking. There is trouble in the world, unrest, and I suspect it will grow for quite some time. It would be a help to us to have somewhere else that could take people in need, I am ashamed to admit."

[27_53]

"You are offering to help those in need," Skellig points out. "There is no shame to be had in that. Others would not be as kind and generous as you and your brothers have been."

He can think of certain dragons who most definitely do not qualify to be added to that list.

"I would offer my aid, as I can," he adds. "I know I do not hold territory or land to my name, but I would help as I am able."

[brave_kreyu]

"Worshiped as we are, it feels like we should be able to do more," she replies.

She hugs him carefully. "My kind husband. You will find ways, I am sure of it."

She puts her hand near the henna paste on his stomach. "I think it might be dry now."

Removing the paste will take a little while, but while she is in front of him she should REALLY block the wind. Plus, view of naked wife!

[27_53]

His attention most definitely switches from the conversation they are having to the view in front of him - even as she is working to remove the paste from his skin.

"I will find..."

His voice trails off as another shiver strikes him - but that is not due to cold, but instead pleasure, as she carefully touches his stomach, flaking the paste away.

[brave_kreyu]

"You will," she whispers. She gets much closer to him now, to flake the paste away. She needed the distance before, to get the pattern right, but not now.

"Once I get this off, you may decorate me, if it please you," she says, voice soft. "Or we can just curl up together in this nest, get nice and warm."

The snow piling up is keeping more and more of the wind at bay, which is quite useful.

[27_53]

"I think I would like to curl up for a while, first," Skellig says. "That way we will both be warm, before I would work on decorating your skin."

(In reality, he just wants to get a chance to wrap himself around HER, burrow in these blankets and hide away from the wind and chill - the fire is doing a fair job, as is the wall of snow that is building up outside...)

He tears his eyes off of her body and glances down at his skin. "It looks good," he adds. "You will have quite a bit of fun tracing that later."

[brave_kreyu]

"I'm sure we will both have fun when I trace that later," she agrees. She moves her body toward him, reaches out to wrap her arms around him.

He can wrap himself around her as he pleases, burrow in the blankets, hide away with her in this den they have found.

[27_53]

Now that he is free to 'pounce', he does just that - wrapping himself up around her, shivering again (a combination of pleasure and the chill) before drawing up their blankets a bit.

"You see now why I was keen to get that coat before we came too much farther north," Skellig says as he leans in and kisses her gently. "I do enjoy the snow and the cold greatly, but I also tend to need a little help to stay warm enough."

A smirk. "Lucky for me, my wife is a heating element."

[brave_kreyu]

She laughs out loud when he calls her a heating element. "Hm, so are you love," she murmurs in his ear as she snuggles just that little bit closer.

"Glad to warm you up anytime," she purrs. In all kinds of ways, too.

[27_53]

"From the sounds of that storm, we were wise to pack an extra few helpings of provisions," he says playfully. "We may be entangled here for awhile yet."

Softly. "And there is no place I would rather be than in your arms, my love."

[brave_kreyu]

"Nor I than in yours, my love," she says back, voice equally soft.

She runs her fingers through his hair. "Feels so RIGHT, this. Your skin against mine, my fingers in your hair, your scent in my nose, the sound of your heart in my ears."

[27_53]

"It does," he agrees, nodding gently - her fingers in his hair send a different type of shiver down his spine, and she'll be able to sense the warmth and love that accompanies it in his energy. "I know we are a most unlikely pairing, the two of us. And yet it is just...right."

[brave_kreyu]

"No matter what anyone else may say, we know we belong together."

"My sweet owl, my Skellig." She nuzzles his neck.

[27_53]

"My brave dragon, my Kreyu," he echoes, sighing softly as she nuzzles at him.

This is no fancy boarding house or fine inn where the beds were paid for with silver and gold, this is no well-constructed hut in a populated village, surrounded by secure walls and others to join them. This is literally a cave in the side of a mountain (with the cavern of crystals, yes) and this is perfect.

After several long moments of quiet, of simply existing in this space with her, he speaks again.

"My hands may fare better at drawing on you if we sleep awhile," he murmurs. "If you do not object to the idea?"

[brave_kreyu]

"Not at all," she murmurs. "Nice and comfy like this, warm, good for sleeping."

[27_53]

He casts a sidelong glance at their small fire - it is getting low, but not low enough that he is truly concerned about losing it entirely - and with the entrance to the cave mostly now blocked by snow, the draft has been reduced significantly.

"Very good for sleeping," he agrees. "And other things...but we may enjoy those after we break our fast in the morning."

A quick kiss to her cheek. "Your husband is still recovering, after all."

[brave_kreyu]

She chuckles. "Mhm. Wouldn't want you to strain yourself. But if you have recovered in the morning, those other things would be quite enjoyable."

[27_53]

"No straining." Skellig stretches slightly. "You do not need a reason to massage me, not when you simply enjoy it so."

[brave_kreyu]

She chuckles again, snuggles closer.

They sleep for a while, wake, well it's hard to say. The blizzard is still raging, it could be day or night right now. The fire is low, but has hung on to life.

[27_53]

One benefit to the snow having piled up and blockaded the wind, is that even with the blizzard still raging (he can hear it when he listens closely) they are able to keep warm easier. Even with the fire clinging to life as it is.

Stretching beside her, he yawns and nuzzles his cheek against her skin.

"Gonna end up staying in this nest for awhile, it seems," he murmurs softly, mind still half-asleep.

[brave_kreyu]

"Won't mind that at all," she murmurs back, also still half asleep. "We've supplies, safe and warm." The snow will melt readily enough into drinking water!

They'll have plenty of time on their hands for cuddles, stories, naps, all kinds of things!