OOM All Skate Skellig Dream Magic Weirdness -Part 12

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They wind up staying two full cycles of the Moon with Tyr's tribe.

Time enough to learn the various dances, share recipes, race through the Teeth, make friends, share stories, BELONG.

It might even be enough time for Skellig to sort out how he feels about being among other people with wings!

Tyr clasps Skellig's forearm in farewell. "I would call you my brother, if you would permit it?" he says, voice soft.

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"Will do all of that," he promises. "All of it for you, my heart."

It would drive her wild if you could do all of it at once he thinks to himself. (Does she hear it? Perhaps.) If you could kiss her, taste her, work your hands over all of her body in unison. Tease her mouth, her breasts, her cunt all at the same time.

There is a shimmer, perhaps, out of the corner of his eye. Or perhaps that is the shift in the energy in the room, as he kisses at her throat. An additional presence - not a threat, not someone to fight. Familiar, with similar desires, and a rustle of wings as he (he? how can he be over there, when he is here in the bed?) approaches the pile of bedding.

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He can feel the other presence, as he draws closer. His self in two places at once, perhaps? There is no fear from Kreyu at the other's approach, for he feels like Skellig to her senses. In this moment, it does not feel strange to her that they are three instead of two.

He can feel what the other feels, a ghost of sensation as they (he?) touches the silks as they reach the bedding. He does not need to speak to communicate with the other, to guide him. (It is perhaps slightly more complicated that directing each of his hands to do a different task.)

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It is instinct, almost - because he (they?) have done this dozens of times before, brought her great pleasure and a plethora of sensations of delight, it is almost natural. Some small part of his mind, yes, does have to direct his attentions, but it is no more effort than simply thinking where he would like to be teasing and touching with his fingertips, what areas on her body he would like to work over with his lips and tongue.

So one set of hands remains at her breasts, one mouth on her neck, kissing and sucking gently.

The other settles on the bed beside her, opposite himself, and allows his hands to fall to her waist, fingers teasing across her hipbones, lips wandering over her stomach and abdomen with soft kisses - less intense than what is happening on her 'upper' half, as he lowers his head and lightly nips at her collarbone - but it makes sense to start slow...

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Pleasure sparks down her spine as the other begins to tease, to kiss. "Really going to spoil me," she whispers as she catches his gaze, her eyes dark and violet starting to creep in. Little gasps, noises of pleasure, as he kisses and sucks, as he touches in ways meant to drive her wild.

She's quite flushed, aroused, already and he's hardly gotten started!

"Want to spoil you later, all of you," she moans as he sucks at a sensitive spot on her hipbones as he also sucks gently at her neck.

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"Will allow you to spoil me, gladly." He says. "You'll know I'll enjoy it, every moment of your attentions."

One hand snakes to her midsection, teasing and tracing patterns around her belly button that were once marked with lines of henna; another hand wanders to the inside of her thigh, touching the sensitive patch of skin that he knows hides just above her knee. Another finds a nipple, as his mouth teases the skin on the inside of her wrist, humming melody he's heard somewhere before but can't recall the words...

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"Good," she purrs. She has tentative plans for how she'll please him, but it is so very hard to think when he's pleasing her like this.

Her skin shivers, shudders, under his touch, "So lovely," she breathes. Him, the pleasure building in her body, the universe, all could be what she means.

One hand threads itself through the hair of the him who is teasing her thigh and her belly, tugs ever so lightly in encouragement. Her other hand finds some of his feathers as he teases her wrist, feels her pulse pounding under his lips, so very warm and soft.

Will her tugging, her fingers in his feathers, tempt him to explore more of her? She knows she's wet enough for a finger or a mouth already, and she chuckles for a moment at her appetite before the sound turns into a groan of pleasure.

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Her appetite is one thing - but his is another. (Is it doubled, due to the effects of the moly, or whatever else he's had tonight? He can't tell for certain, and honestly... he doesn't seem to really care.) He wants her. He wants ALL of her, to claim her as his own.

"Don't want to take your breath away," he says, as he moves his attention back up to her throat, her jawline. "Thought about kissing you, letting my tongue wrestle with yours..."

And oh, would she want that! He knows it is something they both enjoy. "But had a better idea..." He keeps talking, kissing at her cheek, as his other self repositions himself between her legs. "Always wanted to know what your face looks like when I duck my head to taste you," he murmurs playfully, bringing his gaze to meet hers. "That first moment when I start to bring you pleasure..."

(Which, as if on cue - there will be no words from his 'other' self for awhile, as he ducks his head and gently teases her arousal with his mouth and tongue.)

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His appetite could be doubled, more ravenous than usual, but Kreyu certainly doesn't mind if that's the case!

She tilts her neck back, soaks up his attention, her hands still working to touch him, to hold. "Such wonderful ideas," she gasps. Her gaze and her mood are playful to match his at first. But then, oh then, his 'other' self teases her arousal with his mouth and his tongue. He'll hear her moan in pleasure, low, loud. He'll see bliss and lustful hunger roll over her like a tide. Her eyes are dark with arousal, the violet a thin ring. Her cheeks and lips are flushed red with blood, lips parted in moans and gasps of pleasure.

And through his 'other self', he can TASTE her at the same time, her arousal on his tongue as he rubs at her clit. Warm, soft, EAGER, as he explores with his lips, drives her pleasure higher. He can feel her tugging at his hair, a silent plea not to stop, as she begins to writhe a bit with pleasure.

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All of that is an incredible turn-on for him as well, not only is he able to watch her reactions but he can experience it through all his senses at the same time; hear her gasps and moans, her heartbeat as it hammers in her chest. Smell the way her scent changes as the arousal builds and her hormones kick into overdrive, her lust and want begging him for more. More touches, more kisses, more exploration with his mouth and his hands.

"Incredible," he mutters, voice thick with his own hints of desire and want in his tone. "You are Incredible. Feel so good, taste so good..."

Surely he won't quit what he's currently up to, but he doubts she will complain if he moves his mouth from her cheek to her chest, seeking out a nipple to tease with his lips? After all, she has two hands (he is enjoying this advantage with four) and can tangle her fingers into his hair with each of them, guide him where she wants him to go!

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The way his voice sounds pours fuel on the fire of her arousal. "Yes!" she growls as he teases a nipple with his lips. Her hand on him leaves his feathers, buries itself in his hair to guide him. "So good," she whines, writhing against his mouth.

He's sucking on her nipple and her clit at the same time, even slipping a finger inside the very edge of her cunt to rub teasingly. It would probably be too much in the waking world, but here it just builds ecstasy. She tugs on his hair in rhythm with his mouth. "Please, please. So good. Need you inside." Hands, mouth, cock, she's not feeling picky right now.

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Skellig has another idea - one he suspects will be equally as well recieved as their current 'situation' is! "Don't have to beg, my love," he teases. He (both of him) pauses briefly to allow for a bit of consideration (even in this dream, there has to be some logic that remains intact) and he shifts his body on the bed.

One of him (the one who was pleasing her clit with his mouth and hands) is waiting patiently, kneeling on the cushions with his hands resting on her thighs. While the other is readjusting his position to move behind her, wrapping his arms and legs around her slightly, bringing his wings forward to surround them.

He presses his lips to her ear, voice a low, teasing growl as he brings his hands to her breasts. (Due to the angle, there's a very slight hint of 'restraint' as he's holding her arms to her body, but not in a negative sense.) "There, now... now we can both watch me claim you... see how hungry I am, that look in my eyes?"

She'll clearly recognize the Look that he is giving her, as he slides his hands higher to her waist, leans in and brings his lips to her mouth, one hand moving between them to guide his cock inside her. "That's what you want, isn't it? That's what you need?"

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She leans back into him as he wraps his arms, legs, and wings around her. Oh, that growl, his lips to her ear, his hands on her breasts, all spur her desire to a raging inferno.

"So hungry," she agrees, holding the gaze of the one who is waiting so very patiently. "Want to sate your hunger, my hunger.

"Yes, need you, want you," she gasps against his mouth. "Oh, oh yes!" she moans as he fills her with his cock, slow and careful. The him who is behind her can feel the warm, wet, heat of her cunt wrapping around his cock just as well as the him who is actually fucking her. (Is he as hard as his 'twin', the Skellig behind her? Is his cock pressed against her body, feeling delicious friction as her body moves and is moved against him?)

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He most certainly is, and with the way that it seems as if every nerve ending in his body is extra sensitive right now, the friction between their bodies (all of them) is enough to make him (the one behind her, whose cock is pressed against the curve of her ass) groan loudly.

"Goddess...oh you are amazing," he gasps, breath catching in his lungs. But who needs to breathe? It is an afterthought, the tightness in his chest one he can revel in, that on-the-edge feeling when the world spins a bit around you.

"You will have me. Yours, I am yours." He laughs, a slightly punch-drunk, delirious sound that echoes in the space around them. "And I will have you, will have you, my beautiful... beautiful dragon queen."

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"You too," she gasps. The him in front of her pulls out of her, grins wickedly at the two of them, then rolls his hips as he sinks his cock into her again. The motion hits somewhere VERY lovely inside of her and provides the him behind her with some extra stimulation as she is pressed firmer against his cock, slides against it.

The him in front of her claims her mouth, kisses hard and deep, his hands trailing over her belly. She writhes in pleasure, deliciously 'pinned' between the two of him. "I won't last long like this," she whimpers as they break to breathe.

"Different, different position, could have you in my mouth and my cunt." She doesn't want to leave either of him unsatisfied!

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"Mmm, might last longer than you think," Skellig teases as he kisses her. "Could just give you a little boost of stamina..."

After all, they can trade Karma and Light back and forth when they have needed it before, and he is a healer by nature...yes, technically she does not need healing in this moment, but a brief surge of Light into her senses and her spirit, 'easing' some of that exhaustion in her body. It doesn't knock down her level of arousal, merely relaxes some of the tension that threatens to snap with her release.

"And we can change things up," the him in front of her says, as he pauses his motions to kiss at her jawline. "We'll have him scoot back a bit, you turn around and work at his cock with your mouth and I'll pick up where we leave off?"

It's an oh-so-innocent suggestion, but one neither of him think she'll argue against it.

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"Lovely trick," she says, praising him.

It takes a bit of shuffling positions, but eventually she's on her knees over the Skellig who was behind her, her eyes glowing violet. "Hm, you look delicious," she purrs. "Think I'll have myself a feast."

She licks his cock, one long stripe from base to tip. Then it's time to tease the head of his cock with licks and kisses for a bit before taking that head delicately into her mouth.

The other him can DEFINITELY feel her mouth at work, which might spur him back into action!

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Both of 'them' whimper and groan a bit as she takes him into her mouth - thankfully not in unison, as that would just be a bit strange - and the one beneath her on his back gasps in delight as she teases him, his wings rustling beneath him, fighting a bit for position on the silks and cushions. He wants to touch her, tease her and pleasure her, but when she's working her mouth on him like this, he just cannot help but lay back and enjoy it...

...which means it is most excellent that the other him can feel just what she is doing, and responds in kind!

With one hand, he traces patterns down along her spine, his other hand guiding his cock back into her cunt to resume his rhythm of thrusting...he is slower, more measured in his movements, working to mimic what she is doing to him with her mouth. An ebb and flow, balanced.

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She pauses to breathe for a few moments, panting. Her arm moves close enough that the him beneath her could touch her, if he could concentrate enough for it.

"Divine pleasures," she gasps. "Never has my altar held gifts so fine as you, my love."

The pleasure ebbs and flows, and is magnificent! The pleasure is winding tight again, she can feel it. Her body starting to quiver around his cock.

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Concentration is incredibly difficult, but he manages to grasp her arm blindly, curling his fingers around her skin as he swallows back another moan.

"M'glad to know I am the greatest offering you have received," he says, laughing a bit under his breath, which is coming in a ragged pant as she works her mouth over him. He can feel how she is struggling to focus, because she is already getting close again to finding her release.

And this time, he will not stop her; the him that is driving his cock into her can feel her heartbeat, hear her moans and groans, sense the way she shivers when he moves. He wants to feel her fall apart around him, wants to bring her to orgasm so that 'he' can experience just what it feels like when he comes inside of her. He reaches a hand around her body to add his touches to her clit with his fingertips, pushing her just that bit closer to the breaking point!

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She can't really manage words in response right now, but she keeps moaning, groaning, as she teases him with her mouth, as he fills her with his cock and teases her clit.

It's not long before she cries out, body tightening around him, orgasm tearing through her body like a blissful wave.

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Oh, that is good. That is so very good, as she tightens around him, and it isn't long before he follows after her as she drags him over the edge, spilling into her as he thrusts eagerly to finish.

That feels incredible. There is something in the enhanced senses that allows him to feel just how good he's making her feel, the way the energy crackles and pulses through her body as that blissful wave of pleasure washes over her (and him) as she gasps and cries out, he (the one on his back) feels his own control slipping.

"Yes, Goddess yes..."

Everything is getting just a bit fuzzy around the edges, but he's not afraid...


Skellig isn't exactly sure when he wakes from the dream, but he feels himself rocked hard by his own orgasm, breath catching in his lungs as he whimpers and feels himself find his release. Everything is blurry in his vision, his face buried against her body, skin soaked with sweat and feathers stuck everywhere.

"Kreyu, Kreyu...Gods, love, yes love," he's rambling and his hands are shaking, his entire body feels like it's on fire - in a good way - as his nerve endings shudder with each hint of movement as he tries to catch his breath. Is she awake? He thinks she is, but then again, he doesn't know for sure.

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She's awake, panting for breath, floating in afterglow, her body trembling in the aftermath of her own orgasm.

"I, that was, that was.." She laughs, drunk on pleasure, delight, a bit delirious.

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Skellig is more than just a bit delirious as the blur begins to fade, her pleasured laugh spurring a similar sound from his lungs as his ragged breathing starts to settle into something a hint more 'normal'.

"...was...was something. Lots of...mmm."

He reaches his hands out for her body - his palms skimming her skin, almost a hint frantic as he works to touch her, feel her, ground himself to 'reality' as the friction causes him to whimper and groan a bit, hips rocking towards her in a faint echo of 'his' earlier movements.

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She reaches for his hair to run her fingers through it.

"Vivid and strange, but sweet," she murmurs. She strokes his back with the hand that isn't in his hair, makes soothing sounds to bring them both back down.

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"Felt...felt so real."

If he were not so very sure that he was safe here in this space (in her arms) he might feel more of an instinctual 'fight or flight' reflex kick in, as he comes back down. Everything is so very bright and loud, even with his eyes closed and his ears 'focused' on her heartbeat.

"This, this is real. This," he says 'firmly' (he is still very much feeling the effects of the moly and probably also the marijuana combined, so 'firm' is a bit of a stretch). "This, this is my mate."