Life From Your Lips (Ruby Rose fanfic)

THIRTY (Ruby POV)

"Be careful with your elbow, Meri," Iselen whispers.

"I'm sorry," I answer quietly, holding back a nervous giggle.

The wooden bed creaks under our bodies and we both hold our breaths, looking at each other scared. The pretty messenger of Isis grimaces but we both remain still, listening carefully... The corridor is quiet, fortunately. It's still very early in the morning, the sun has barely risen, and Tiaa and other servants are getting up in their rooms, lighting the fire in the kitchen, baking fresh bread... It'll take a while for Atet to get up too and get ready to storm in my bedroom carrying our clean linen dresses.

"I never thought I'd say this but I miss the wood doors that can be locked," Iselen grumbles angrily. "You can hear everything through these damned mats."

"I'm sorry," I repeat before kissing her slowly, our tongues dance in sync for a few seconds till I pull away to kiss her jaw, leaving a trail of pecks down her neck to her collarbone. "This is the way things are in Ancient Egypt, the concept of privacy is different and our servants end up knowing everything about us even if they pretend that they're ignoring us. We have time for a quicky before Tiaa comes with our breakfast... but I have a surprise for you." I move away from my girl's soft and hot body to take something that's hidden in a carved wooden box under the bed.

"Naughty princess, where did you find that?" Iselen smirks mischievously and my heart skips a beat. I can't help kissing her again before showing her the bonze object I hold in my hand.

"I told you about this, don't you remember? Egyptian women wear dildos during rituals to honor Osiris, only this one doesn't vibrate... and it's a little cold, of course. Latex feels better when it touches the skin..."

"Wow..." Iselen jumps slightly when I lean the toy against her pussy but she doesn't try to stop me and remains still when I lean down to lick her clit slowly, keeping the dildo in contact with her opening and labia so the metal gets hot.

"Are you already wet? So fast..."

"Oh, come on, don't make fun of me. I woke up stuck to your naked body that smells of lotus flowers, your knee was between my legs putting pressure on the right place and you started kissing me the moment you opened your eyes... Believe me, being hot around you is my natural state, Miit... Wow, it's still cold... but not that much..." Iselen whispers when I push the toy inside her pussy, slowly, while licking her clit lazily.

"I hope Atet doesn't walk into this room carrying our breakfast right now..."

"Ruby, please, don't kill my mood... Oh God, this Egyptian toy is really good." I can't help chuckling while thrusting the dildo completely inside her and suck the sensitive node between my lips, again and again, keeping my hand still. I can almost feel her uterus muscles clenching around the bronze every time my flat tongue licks her clit in circles. Iselen shudders under my head and whispers a plea, I smile in my mind: it's pretty obvious she wants to finish fast... but I also want to enjoy an orgasm this morning.

"Move it with your hand," I order while sitting astride on her hips till my pussy is touching her shaved pubis.

"Fuck, you're so hot too..."

"And wet," I reply before starting to buck, grinding my clit against her crotch, focusing on keeping a slow pace. My girl takes the dildo as I told her and fucks her own pussy while watching me entranced, my tattooed hands pinch her nipples tearing a moan from her throat before moving them to my own breasts. "Don't stop, babe."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." she whispers pumping the dildo in her opening again. "You're so beautiful..."

I bite my lower lip and focus on fluttering my pelvis, keeping a steady pace, it's easier now that her skin is wet with my juices. My clit slips softly sending a shiver down my spine and my uterus clenches even if it feels empty without her fingers. I increase the pace at the same time she does, I know it because I can hear the toy going in and out her drenched opening, my hips buck faster and pleasure runs through my veins slowly, like warm honey. The piece of furniture creaks again, I'm afraid that my Egyptian bed is not as robust as the one I'll have in the future but I hope it doesn't break because I can't stop now.