Chapter 05: The Feel of Her Hands Two weeks have past. Both SkekSo and UrSu were slowly, but surely healing. Meanwhile, back at the Valley of the UrRu, the houoh phoenix that lived with the UrRu mystics were baffled with how UrSu was healing. They didn't know how it was happening, but they were feeling relieved with it. A houoh priestess came in to check up on how UrSu was doing. “Are you doing okay my lord? You took quite a beating two weeks ago.” UrSu looked over at the priestess and said, “I'm doing better now. Thank you very much.” “By the way...”The priestess asked as she cocked. “How did you get hurt? Who killed UrYal, and why?” Now UrSu didn't know how to explain himself to his young priestess. She didn't know about the turmoil going on between the Skeksis and the UrRu, nor did she know about their tragic past and the way they came into the world. So to make her feel better he told her, “I don't know who did this. But I can't bring myself to hurt these creatures. I can never ever bring myself to harm another living being, no matter how evil and cruel they are.” “Ah, I see.” The priestess replied as she hung her head down. “Is there anything I can get you sir?” “Not at this moment, but thank you.” UrSu said back. “Okay, take it easy my lord.” The priestess said as she bowed down and left his chamber. --- Back at Gimlie kingdom, SkekSo started to feel a little stiff after a while. His back muscles were feeling a little numb as well. So he rings the bell Mayarie game him as loud as he can. Basarla and Mayarie dropped what they were doing and went into SkekSo's chamber to check up on him. Basarla was the first to speak. “What is it you need my lord?” “Ummm....I need someone to massage my back.” SkekSo commanded. “I'll do it!” Mayarie announced. SkekSo was rather relieved to have a woman massage him, especially when it's Princess Mayarie. “But Mayarie darling...” Basarla said in surprise. Mayarie gives her father a stern look. “Why not father? I'm a grown woman, I think I can handle this.” Basarla nodded his head and grinned. “Okay, very well my dear. I'll give you two some alone time.” As Basarla left SkekSo's room, Mayarie digs into her bag she brought with her, pulling out some massage oils and balms and approached the sore Skeksis. SkekSo lays down on his stomach as Mayarie approached him and knelt down on the bed with him. “Are you ready my lord?” “Ah, yes my Princess.” SkekSo sighed in desire. He couldn't wait for Mayarie's hands to massage his sore, stiff back. Mayarie moves over on SkekSo's buttocks, with each of her legs on the opposite sides of SkekSo's lanky body. She pulls out some massage oil that smell liked sweet and fragrant nuts and berries. SkekSo started to moan in delight as she sprinkled the warm oil on his sore back. Then, before SkekSo knew it, he felt Mayarie's soft, warm hands rubbing his sore spots. He moaned and shrieked in delight as Mayarie rubbed every inch of his back. “Move up a little Princess...ahhh...ohhh...” SkekSo panted in delight. While Mayarie moved her hands up, she noticed someone odd near his shoulders. It looked like an atrophied pair of arms that once held up a pair of wings. Mayarie starts to pet these atrophied arms as she asked SkekSo a question about himself. “Are these....I mean....” “What's the matter Mayarie?” SkekSo asked, wondering why she is taking so much interest in his arm like appendages near his shoulders. “Did you...Once have wings?” Mayarie wondered as she caressed the atrophied arms. SkekSo nodded his head and replied, “Yes, I, alongside other Skeksis, once had wings. Just like your clan Mayarie.” “I bet your wings were very beautiful.” Mayarie sighed as she pictured SkekSo with wings. “Yes, they were.” SkekSo said back. “I bet your wings are lovely too Mayarie.” “Thank you, dear Skeksis. Keh heh heh.” Mayarie said as her face blushed a cherry red. “Would you like me to press on your back as well? I mean, is your back stiff as well?” “Oh yes, please!” SkekSo panted in pleasure. “Press on my back! It needs it badly.” “Very well my lord.” Mayarie said, smiling. She puts her hands on the sides of SkekSo's spinal cord, and pressed down lightly. She moved up and down on his spine, pressing down while his joints popped loudly. “Ah....Ah!” SkekSo gasped. “Hey, you okay SkekSo?” Mayarie asked. “I hope I'm not hurting you.” “No Mayarie. I want you to keep this up!” SkekSo replied in delight. “It feels wonderful when my joints pop like this.” “Very well...I shall keep this up.” Mayarie said as she continued to press down on SkekSo's back. SkekSo lets out gasps and moans of relief as his back started to pop, relieving pressure on his joints, as well as making his back much less stiff than it was before. After popping every joint in SkekSo's back, Mayarie pulls out some balm and starts to rub it all over SkekSo's back, thus hastening the healing process. SkekSo felt like he was in Godheim, with a loving princess and her royal family relieving his emotional and physical pain, as well as bringing him happiness and joy. This was one of the best things SkekSo has felt in many centuries. As Mayarie got done treating SkekSo's back, she puts his light garments back on and got off of him. SkekSo sat up and felt so much better now. “Thank you very much Mayarie. I wouldn't know what to do without you.” “You're welcome SkekSo my dear.” Mayarie said as she gave SkekSo a hug. He hugs her back in return, thankful of his wonderful massage. “You take it easy my dear. If you need anything from us, always ring the bell.” “Thank you.” SkekSo said as he reclined on his bed. “I wouldn't know what to do without you my dear Princess.” --- SkekSo found himself in the middle of a field of glowing blossoms on the ground and trees, and glow moths flying around in the moon lit sky. As he observed his surroundings, he noticed he wasn't in his heavy robes and armor. Instead, he was wearing his loincloth that was given to him by the dragonites that educated them and brought them up after the great conjunction. He was also wearing anklets and jewelry that he used to wear, before wearing out in the sands of time. But most importantly of all, SkekSo noticed he had his wings back. His beautiful, iridescent dragon wings were back. It was like they were never torn off his back by Karulla during the 100 year Garthim War. SkekSo was proud of returning back to his old appearance before the Skeksis' defeat. “What...what is this?” SkekSo pondered to himself as he started to flap his wings. “My wings! MY WINGS!” “SkekSo, is that you?” Asked a familiar female voice. SkekSo turned around and saw Princess Mayarie, and smiled at what she was wearing...or lack there of. Mayarie was wearing gold plated, dark purple armor pasties on her breasts and crotch, a matching corset, choker, gauntlets, shoulder pads, greaves and high heel shoes. “My my Princess, you look rather lovely tonight.” SkekSo said, while blushing and scratching the back of his head. “Thank you.” Mayarie said back as she was looking at his wings. “My, your wings...they're so...beautiful. That is the most beautiful set of wings I have ever seen.” “Hey Mayarie...?” SkekSo asked, putting his finger on the tip of his beak. “What is my dear SkekSo?” “Can I see your wings Mayarie?” “Sure thing royal sire!” Mayarie's hair started to blow around in the breeze as she unsheathes her wings. Her wings were a brilliant shade of gold and also had the same atrophied arms that SkekSo had. “What do you think my lord?” “They're quite nice my dear.” SkekSo replied as he approached Mayarie and started to pet her wings. Mayarie started to moan and pant in ecstasy as he rubbed and caressed her wings. “Mmmm....mmmm.....keep it up my dear.” Mayarie moaned in pleasure as she hugged her beloved Skeksis. SkekSo felt even more pleasure as her half naked body rubbed up against his bare chest. “Ah, your flesh....” SkekSo panted in arousal. “It's so soft and warm. I love how you feel.” “Thank you. Ah! Ah!” Mayarie gasped in pleasure as he continued to massage her wings. Just as things couldn't get any better, Mayarie started to feel an intense climax flow through her body. As she started to huff and yelp in pleasure, SkekSo smiled, knowing that he pleased his darling princess. “SkekSo...SKEKSO...AH...OOOH!” --- In bed, back at Gimlie palace, Mayarie started to moan and sigh in bed as she was fast asleep. She was enjoying her dream so much...perhaps a little too much. In the middle of the dream, Mayarie started to toss around in pleasure until she rolled over and fell off her bed. As she fell off her bed, Mayarie started to open her eyes, she groaned in pain as she started to slowly observe the surroundings around her. “Ohhh...Whoa...where am I (groan)?” When Mayarie awoken, she found herself in her room late at night in her white silk and satin nightgown, as well as her left horn that got slightly chipped off at the bottom. “Ah, it was just a dream after all...(sigh)” Mayarie now started to hear someone approach her room and knock at her door. “Come on in!” At the door, there was no one other than SkekSo coming to check up on her. “Are you okay Princess? I heard you shriek and fall down.” “I'm okay my lord.” Mayarie said sheepishly. “Just had an intense dream and I must have rolled off my bed.” SkekSo stood there smiling in the darkness. “I'm glad you're okay.” “What are you doing out of bed SkekSo?” Mayarie asked. “Oh, I just felt a minor burst of energy, and well, then, I heard you fall off the bed.” SkekSo replied. “Now, you go get some rest young Princess. It was such a long day today.” “Okay. Good night SkekSo.” “Good night Princess.” While SkekSo shuts the door and makes his way back to his room, he was greeted by a concerned Lord Basarla. “You okay SkekSo? What are you doing out of bed?” “Oh, I was tired of laying down and wanted to stretch out a bit.” SkekSo replied as he stretched his spindly arms out. “Ah, I see.” Lord Barsarla said in concern. “Well, don't push yourself too hard there my lord. Take it easy.” “I will. Don't worry there. I'll be okay my Lord.” SkekSo replied. “How's Mayarie?” Basarla asked. “She's okay.” SkekSo responds. “She was just in the middle of a pleasant dream and rolled off her bed.” Basarla smiles and tries not to laugh. “Ah, okay....I think we can all relate to that.” “Indeed.” SkekSo said, smiling. “Now you get some rest my lord. I'll be okay. Good night.” “Goodnight royal sire.” Basarla said as he made his way back into his room. “Remember, take it easy.” “I will.” SkekSo responds as he made his way back to his chamber. As he shuts the door behind him, SkekSo started to feel concern all over again. “I wonder how everyone is doing at the royal palace? I hope nothing is getting too out of hand...”