It wasn't exactly surprising for Mavetraum to find herself here. She'd been expecting it at some point after her meeting with Zakaro. Mordecai was the only one there to meet her, which was a bit unusual since he's usually the last one to show up. The furless albino sits cross legged, his cloak draping loosely off of his shoulders while he grinds something in a mortar and pestle. There's a stack of parchment next to him as well, apparently blank (or just turned ink-side down).
Mordecai smiles, and says, "I like your look. But then, I like all of your looks."
Mavetraum sits up, stretches, then yawns. "Do you now? Some of my, ah, appearances are far less pleasant. I am not sure how anyone could like the Yodhgorphat and her deformities. She glances towards the mortar, then the parchment, curious. "What are you making?" she has to ask.
"A special blend of ink and.. acid," Mordecai explains. "The markings of a Yodhzakaro are like tattoos, but also color fur growth. There are different mixes depending on the Yodh's skin and fur colors. Are you partial to red? Blue and Green aren't allowed for the markings. Red, black, white and purple don't offend the other Kindly Ones apparently."
Mavetraum's eyes narrow. "Acid? Won't that, well, hurt?" she asks wary, then briefly glances towards the door. "And red is perfectly fine, I'm used to lots of red. Though, will red bother Blakat?"
"Blakat and Rephath both have some claim to red, but neither of them really care about what Zakaro does," Mordecai explains. "Even the Yodhrephath have different colors for their forehead and hand brands, based on their natural fur color. Blakat is more concerned with naturally red fur than dyed symbols. Inala thinks blue is best paired with her Yodh, of course."
"And I don't know if the mix will hurt or not," the artist adds apologetically. "There will need to be some shaving first though. Nobody else can see the designs, apparently. Secrets."
"Red it is, then," Mavetraum concedes. She then blinks. "Shaving? What is it with so many Goddesses wanting me to be a bald Eeee?" she has to ask, her tone rather amused.
"Oh, I'll only be shaving where the marks are applied," Mordecai says, and picks up a small chitin razor. "Do you want me to start on your front or your back?"
"What? Not all of it? Could be fun," Mavetraum teases, grinning toothily. "As for where to start, hmmm. How about my back? That way the surprise takes longer." She then crawls over and drapes herself over Mordecai's lap.
This earns Mavetraum a few butt-pinches... before Mordecai starts using the razor on said cheeks. He clearly isn't shaving out the shapes of whatever character or symbol is to be laid down, but doing more of a 'general area' clearing to give him room to work. So while it's not shaving her entire backside, it does involve cutting some swaths.
This makes Mavetraum squirm some. "That feels incredibly funky," the soon-to-be Yodhzakaro comments and tries to look over her shoulder.
Her moons are sporting some craters now, although the white-fur-on-white-skin look makes it difficult to make out the shaved areas. She can still feel them though. "Hmmm, for your back, it would be easier if you were on your hands and knees," Mordecai suggests.
"Also easier for you to stick your snake in one of my places?" Mavetraum comments; she knows this Eeee pretty well by now. And, seemingly not bothered by the idea, she pushes herself up onto her knees and hands, then crawls off Mordecai's lap.
"It is clearly tattooed to be a dragon," Mordecai claims, before kneeling behind Mavetraum.. and checking out her dragon's lair with said dragon. Still, he doesn't move so much as to make it difficult to continue shaving. Mavetraum's hair is brushed forward over her shoulders, and he begins to shave her spine, moving upwards from the base to work against the flow of the fur.
Mavetraum draws in a hiss of breath when she feels someting nice, bumpy, and large filling her lair. "Well, now that feels nice, but then I do so like your dragon in all my fun places," she comments and wiggles her hips a little playfully, though not too much so he doesn't slip with that razor!
It's all done very carefully.. up until Mordecai decides to use his thrusts to help things; he holds the razor still and lets Mavetraum's own rebound drive her fur into it. Luckily there's no need to literally shave down to the skin - just enough that the skin is visible. This trick only last a few minutes though, before Mordecai sets the razor aside, grabs onto the woman's hips, and figuratively composes a drum solo using just one stick and a pair of bongos.
And Mavetraum just goes with it. Most of her female forms are pretty shameless, and this one based on a Yodhinala is no different. They just love being filled in all ways. So, soon she's moaning and cooing softly as she grinds back against the Eeee. It's also probably good she isn't on Rephidim, as she would likely sell herself to this Eeee in a heartbeat. He's gotten into her head in ways that only Gorphat has managed to do. As in, she'd worship at his feet too.
Mordecai does try to keep from getting totally carried away though - so he stops after about fifteen minutes, then picks up the razor and goes back to shaving. Aside from her spin, there's a curving path that follows along the lower edge of Mavetraum's ribcage, at least to the sides, and around her wing-shoulders and down along both sides of the wing membrane where it attaches to her back. When moving her wings around though, he does lick the membranes playfully.
"Eeeeee," foes Mavetraum as she breaks into a fit of giggles. "That tickles!" she complains as her wings flex and splat a little.
Eventually, all that can be reached from this position has been reached. Withdrawing from Mavetraum's cave of wonders, the albino says, "Now just lay flat so I can the back of your legs and arms."
"IF I do, that dragon better go somewhere," Mavetraum coos and looks over her shoulders, then flutters her eyes. She reaches forward and stretches out, then lies down on her stomach and shivers. What is it about him that makes her so jelly-like?
The legs are simple.. straight swaths down the center of the thighs and calves. They feel extra-wide though, due to the thinness of the limbs. The same is done to Mavetraum's arms. "Well, I do need you to turn over," Mordecai says. "And if you're very good, you can play some more with the magic dragon."
"Promise?" Mavetraum coos as she rolls over slowly onto her back and stretches out, including spreading her lets to show herself off. She also licks over her lops.
Mordecai decides to be a little teasing now. Despite what's on offer, he starts with the feet, shaving off small areas. Then the fronts of the calves, knees, outer thighs, front thighs.. and finally the inner thighs. The shaved down stubble is a bit sensitive, and he lightly strokes it.
This leaves Mavetraum giggling and squirming rather, well, cutely. She even lifts a leg now and then, or splays her toes wide. "Meeean! That tickles," she chides him, while reaching down to stroke whatever she can reach of him.
Mordecai grins, and licks at the reaching fingers. "Now.. you need to stay extra still for the next part," he warns.
Mavetraum sets her feet and grins toothily. "I'll try," she says coyly, then licks her lips again.
The artist begins to shave Mavetraum's mons and genital areas.. verrrrrry slowly, and making sure to stroke the sensitive stubble at every opportunity - while reminding his canvas not to move or twitch!
"Eeeee!" goes Mavetraum again! Not moving is not easy! Her head arches back and her teeth grit tight. Her toes also wiggle a lot!
Of course that's when Mordecai tries the tongue test.. although he claims it just to make sure there isn't any lingering bits of fur that might get into sensitive places.
This makes Mavetraum's hips arch so that Mordecai is forced into a kiss of her nethers! "Meeeeaaaaan," she complains loudly!
"You'll thank me for it later," Mordecai says, just before lifting up Mavetraum's legs and folding them forward. He deftly threads the ankles behind the flexible woman's shoulders, and then the dragon come treasure-seeking again.. with a vengeance! There's nothing but stone floor beneath the Eeee after all, so all of the shock force from the impacts bounces right back through her instead of dissipating.
Mavetraum doesn't mind this! She hooks her toes together behind her head and lets the Eeee go to town! In fact, she's quite active herself with her internal muscles and what push-back she can manage. Her expression is, well, one of absolute bliss. But them sluts do have the most fun!
As with her other forms, this one inherits some of skills of its source - namely Mave's muscle control, so there's quite a lot Mavetraum is capable of, and it is reflected in Mordecai's response. Along with even more vigorous hip action, he's grabbing and kneading and suckling on Mavetraum's breasts, which shows that he's on borrowed time. Once he starts sucking milk, it's only a matter of time before he goes for the blood, after all!
And Mavetraum is being relentless with her skills; she's trying to make the poor guy pop! She's also clutching his head and holding it to her chest, along with the occasional letting of his head, and even the lean-up over her own to nip at his ears! Then there is the point where she really squeezes down with her muscles, trying to hold him from moving at all!
Mordecai shudders at the clench, and since he can't move his head much either he ends up biting down on Mavetraum's breast as he 'pop' - although it's more like an explosion. He even seems to vibrate!
"Aaaaaaah!" Mavetraum coos as she feels everything. It's bliss to receive a gift in her gate, after all, and it makes her shudder and squirm too as she rides out her own moment of bliss. She sees starts, too! As her ride ebbs, her kneading and hold of Mordecai's head does at least slowly release.
The artist's head doesn't seem to notice its moment of freedom - Mordecai is still sucking away, but this time it's blood instead of milk (or possibly both, it's hard to tell what his tongue is doing). When he finally does look up, he says, "You've learned new tricks, haven't you?"
"One or two," Mavetraum claims, trying to look innocent. As much as any lady with her legs back behind her head can, anyway.
Mordecai gives her a few more spanking-style thrusts, then sits up more and brings the razor to bare again.. this time on Mavetraum's belly, which has a lot of fur to remove, apparently. This time it's a circular patch centered on the navel.
Mavetraum's stomach draws in now and then from the touch of the razor; things are a bit ticklish down there. She also has to wonder why such a large spot on her belly. Zakaro has no interest in wombs, surely?
It may simply be that it's the largest single area on an Eeee where stuff could be drawn - at least, on a female Eeee. Well, on a female Yodhinala anyway. And once Mordecai is finished with that patch it's on to the chest, with a strips cleared along the sternum and clavicle before he begins shaving the breasts themselves. For the latter, he grabs onto the nipple and pulls the breast taut while shaving.
"Heeeeey!" Mavetraum mock-complains as her nipple is stretched out! It doesn't hurt, not compared to what happens to Nicora's chest, but she still has to mock-complain about them. She also starts trying to tickle his ears!
"Now now, you really don't want me slipping up here," Mordecai chides. "I have to do your face next after all."
This makes Mavetraum blow a raspberry, but she does at least stop trying to tickle his ears.
The breasts take some time, since there's so much of them relative to a typical Eeee. Mordecai does kiss them though once he's done. Then he puts a hand to Mavetraum's forehead and pushes down to hold her head in place. "I want you to blow that raspberry again.. but this time keep your mouth closes so your cheeks inflate. Then hold them like that!" Mordecai instructs.
This makes Mavetraum's brow arch. Still, she shrugs and takes in a breath, then blows out while holding her lips close so that her cheeks inflate! "This is very bizarre," she thinks. "Do all Yodhzakaro go through this?"
With the skin stretched as far as it will go, Mordecai begins to shave Mavetraum's inflated cheeks. Mavetraum finds out she has really good breath control too, so can maintain the inflation while breathing through her nose. Her forehead is the next target, and this time Mordecai holds onto her hair with one hand while shaving with the other.
"This feels funky," Mavetraum thinks about the whole affair. Her cheeks feel cool, and now her forehead is starting to feel cool. But hey, he's at least not shaving her head.
Mordecai sits back up and starts looking over his parchment designs. "Alright.. next step.." he announces, then sets aside the papers and leans down to kiss Mavetraum, just before starting up the old dragon again for another bout of lovemaking.
Mavetraum isn't one to say no! And this time she alternates where the dragon ends up. Starts with lips, moves to her gate, and ends, well, in her end! Why? Well, if she was asked she'd claim her other parts were feeling lonely! Apparently Yodhinala training can make any act quite pleasurable; every entrance has its own lovely sensations she gets to experience.
Once things have run their course (and Mavetraum feels like she's blushing in her shaved areas, as all the blood seems to rush to them to help cool her back down) Mordecai reaches for the pestle and some other supplies. After adding some more ingredients from color-coded bottles, an ink brush is dipped in for a final mixing. Pages of designs are spread out where the artist can easily see them, and the tip of the brush is applied first to Mavetraum's forehead. It stings.
"Gah!" Mavetraum complains, but resists rubbing her forehead! "What mark is that?" she demands to know! She also can't help but look cross-eyed as if she were trying to look at her forehead somehow.
"Sort of a swirly looking one," Mordecai describes it. Each branch of the Yodh have their own ritual designs, after all - and keep those rituals hidden from one another. Only the Yodhzakaro flaunt them on their bodies - but also make them completely indecipherable.
"And yes, I can tell you it hurts! Stingy!" Mavetraum complains. Then she remembers how many places she was shaved. This is going to be a painful night it seems. Story of her life!
"Let's see.. the ones your cheeks are a bit complicated," the artist notes.. then does more on Mavetraum's forehead first. At least the cheeks just get one rune each, but it feels like she's been slapped from the way they sting.
Mavetraum's toes wiggle and then splay. She wants to say ow, a lot, but she can't for fear of messing up the work and it hurting even more!
At least it's faster than tattooing! Mordecai moves on to the chest, leaving burning, stinging patterns along the collarbone and sternum. When it comes time to draw on the breasts, Mordecai is cautious. There are spirals that go inward to the nipple, which is circled - all before the runes even go in.
Now Mavetraum can complain and go ow! and boy does she go ow! She also thinks this probably hurts more than normal because Zakaro wants her to suffer some because of being ignored for so long! That one is likely watching somewhere.
While her breasts are still burning, Mordecai starts in on the belly, which has a much more complicated layout, with rings and internal geometry and symbols both large and small. "You'll need to stand up soon for the rest," the artist notes. "You won't want to be laying down if it hurts this much."
"Agreed," Mavetraum says through clenched teeth. She'll wait until the belly is done, then stand up as directed, along with her legs spread wide. She is already dreading the burn that will attach her lower area, indeed.
Surprisingly, Mordecai moves on to her arms next, lacing a series of runes down them. Then he moves around to do the spine and other areas on the back. The butt part follows though, which makes Mavetraum want to stand on her toes.
And she does! "Gah! This is as bad as using needles! Maybe worse!" Mavetraum complains in a squeaky voice while on her toes.
Mordecai keeps working downward, making it worse since most of Mavetraum's muscles are at the back of her legs. The wide stance helps though, right up until the artist starting working on her inner thighs, from behind where she can't anticipate things.
Mavetraum's ears splay wide and her teeth grit, then her eyes wince. "Gah, this is awful!" the thinks. It's like a million torments slowly being painted over her body. She's even having to resist swatting him with her wings, and he'll probably paint the membranes too, she realizes.
Mordecai does work his way back to the front, and has to do the tops of Mavetraum's feet, which are thankfully small symbols. But then it's working back upward, just as some of the burning sensations were starting to fade on her torso.
"Curse him, he's going to end on my happy bits! Mavetraum thinks as she continues to twitch and shift here and there as things move upward. "Why do I even visit this guy?!"
Finally, there's just the one patch left, the one which Mavetraum dreaded the most! And Mordecai.. kisses it. Then draws two stylized lightning bolts striking downward.
Mavetraum likes the kiss! It's a nice break from the burning. That is short lived, alas, when the bolts are drawn and that tender flesh starts to burn! "Augh!" she complains as she goes back onto her toes!
Now that the drawing part is done, Mordecai burns the reference pages (so maybe it was the sequence that was important) before giving out a shrill whistle. This signals the Lapis waiting outside the chamber. The does come in bearing buckets of fragrant water, with Jacoba toting a large bin full of other bathing supplies.
And poor Mavetraum is just standing there, on her toes, and squealing! She wants to rub, scratch, anything, to get the burning to stop! So much so she's not even paying much attention to the arriving lapi.
The does circle the inflamed Eeee.. and start soaping themselves up.. or at least their breasts. Then they close in and rub themselves against Mavetraum.. which is soothing.
And weird. Mavetraum's expression is one of bizarre confusion; brow arched, one ear splayed sideways. "This is new," the Eeee remarks, blinking a few times. But, at least things feel a little better.
The bunnies urge Mavetraum to lean back onto them, until they actually form a soft, damp mattress for her. Jacoba and Mordecai then begin the licking. Saliva does help sooth the burning sensations, especially when the men trace out the the shapes so accurately.
It doesn't much encouragement to get the Eeee to lay back on the does. At least things are slowly getting less burny ... but she still blames Zakaro for this! That Goddess likely made sure this hurt more than usual.
As the pain begins to ebb, things take on a more familiar air - at least where Mordecai and the buck are concerned. Mavetraum is repositioned, so that she's laying back against Mordecai, and Jacoba comes at her from the front. Both men find their way inside of her, via separate entrances, and the marathon begins..
"Well, at least things ended well. Nice and full," Mavetraum thinks. There really is nothing quite like being, well, filled, and it's something she does so enjoy. She's just immensely lucky she's effectively infertile, given how wanton she is! Heck, perhaps it motivates her all the more to be filled as often as possible! Either way, she seems like she fully intends to wear then both out!