Life From Your Lips (Ruby Rose fanfic)

TWELVE (Iselen POV)

The soft light is filtered through the white curtains and allows me to see the outline of furniture, plants in pots and the body of the woman sleeping next to me, lying face down and breathing slowly, relaxed, with her hand on the pillow. The same hand that touched me last night till making me reach ecstasy several times, the same that touched me in Ancient Egypt... or not? I don't know what to believe anymore, what's real or a dream, but the truth is that it doesn't matter: I'm here with her and won't let anyone take her away from me this time. Not even a powerful goddess.

I take a deep breath, enjoying the smell of her skin and the subtle scent of lotus flower, trying to restrain myself and not succumb to the temptation to touch her soft arm, sliding my fingers through her shoulder and back till reaching her buttocks covered by a sheet. I don't want to wake her up, not yet, I like being like this, lying next to her and watching her calmly, without her gorgeous eyes and mischievous smirk making my heart race and my cheeks blush, thinking... I raise my head and lean it on my hand, my elbow on the pillow to be able to get closer to her back and try to read the hieroglyphs tattooed on her skin, the black lines are clean and symbols easily recognizable:

Iselen, whose eyes shine brighter than the moon,

The one who in burns my heart like a flame,

Beloved of goddess Hathor.

I can't help smiling while trying to resist temptation to lean forward and kiss her nape since that would wake her up and I need to think. I guess it's time for me to admit this is real, that Isis sent me to the past or another dimension, or whatever that place was, to save Ruby so my princess' soul could come back to this earthly world to meet me because, strange as it may sound, it's the only thing that makes sense. I wonder why the Goddess has taken all this trouble. Is this maybe a reward for services Ruby provided as a High Priestess and Divine Adoratrice? If this is the case, why didn't she let me stay in Thebes? Why she forced her beloved servant to lose the woman she adored sentencing her to spend a life alone and missing me?

This new Ruby Rose is very similar to my princess in some ways, above all her look, the flawless facial structure, the shiny eyes and plump lips, but tattoos are different and her personality too. Unexpectedly, she seems to be more confident than the daughter of a powerful pharaoh who had an entire court at her feet and thousands of slaves to ger her whatever she wanted. Modern Ruby knows what's her place in this world, that's for sure, despite part of her mind has been living in the past and the self-assurance she shows off is magnificent, there's no sign of the shyness my princess showed when she thought I was Isis' messenger. I can't help smiling amused when I remember her eating dates, playing Senet, driving a fast chariot excitedly and blushing under my lips when I kissed her.

I almost forgave her for shoving me back to this world, everything went well in the end, although I'm still angry with her because of the hard time she put me through before coming into my room pretending that she didn't know me. Last night, she told me that my shocked face when I saw her leaning her shoulder on the doorframe was very funny and it was hard for her to restrain herself in front of professor Stephens instead of bursting into laughing. Luckily, I got my revenge a few minutes later when she was writhing under my mouth, begging for her release, and I kept her on the edge of an orgasm for long minutes till she admitted she was sorry.

Some noise on the other side of the door startles me, bringing me back to reality, and I realize I'm hungry. I look at Ruby's tattooed back, hesitating, before sneaking out of the bed slowly and walking on tiptoes to the bathroom where I wash up and get dressed with casual clothes I get from my suitcase carefully. I manage to close the bedroom door without waking her up and walk barefoot down the corridor covered with white tiles towards the beautiful living room with a coffered ceiling. The house is beautiful and the works of art displayed are wonderful.