Blooming (Being Edited)

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Imhotep had basically kept me glued to his side and wouldn't let me do much, I was treated like he told the ones working for him to treat me. I kept an eye on Alex whenever I could, he was leaving hints for his parents, it made me proud for him. He's as smart as his mother. But as strong as his father.

I sighed as I enjoyed the sun in my skin, even if I was showing off more then I wanted to. Stupid Imhotep...

I was in the black preistess robes. They were slitted on both side up to my hips, showing my bare tan legs. The top half as black as the rest, but had thin see through material. I was lucky I could use a tank top to keep from showing my chest area. Why I was wearing that in a past life, I was unsure. But I think it's cause I did it alone and to myself. Rarely with others around.

I sighed hearing Alex ramble on about something g to keep himself busy, the bundle of energy getting on my nerves as my sleeve covered arms went over my eyes to keep from going blind as the sun wasn't just warming me.

We're in a dessert after all, sure close to a river, but still.

"Lotus...." Imhotep said as I felt him stop beside me.

I cocked a brow at him as I turned to look at him. "What?" I asked, not in the mood for his advances and touches. Even though I secretly enjoyed them.

I knew it wasn't the right situation to like such things, I swear this is Stockholm syndrome. Great.

"Come with me." He demanded, I rolled my eyes but did as he asked, him helping me off the sand.

He led me to the tent, my tent they decided to take with themselves for Imhotep here.

Inside was a bed made of sandstone. I guess Imhotep had made that for himself. I was pushed gently on it, Imhotep climbing atop me. Kissing my neck softly as I sighed in annoyance. Hating myself for liking his approaches.

"You still haven't learned...." I said softly. Knowing he still wanted the army of the dead. The army the Scorpion King had commanded till Anubis took his soul that is.

I've met him, the Scorpion King.

"I'm still trying g to figure out what you mean." He said sighing as he stopped his movements to leave his head in the crook of my neck. "I'm trying to give you the world, why do you not want it?"

He sounded frustrated, I liked that. "Because Imhotep, I do not need the world. I need my family, I need love. Not obsession." I told him as I looked into his crystal blue eyes as he looked up into me

We stared and stared for awhile. Not moving, trying to understand each other.

Imhotep got up and helped me up once more. I kinda leaned into him as the heat was starting to get to me again. Alex had tried to coax me to sleep, buy I couldn't, not in this heat.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

"Fine, just need to cool off I guess." I said walking out ahead of him and to the water.

He followed me, see, glued to my side I say!

I looked at the river and thought, screw it  and took off the dress I was wearing, leaving myself in my black tank top and black Lacey underwear, pretty sure I was making Imhotep's eyes widen.

I then walked into the river, and was glad it was cooler by alot then the air, so I ducked under and then came back up with a gasp standing in the shallow water, the clothes I wore sticking to my figure.

"Aunt Lotus, what are you doing!?!" Alex yelled from the shore.

"Cooling off Alex, don't worry about it!" I told the young boy, feeling much better now.

I closed my eyes to the sun again as I let the water go past me, enjoying the slight breeze that felt cooler with the water on my skin.

I was suddenly turned around and kissed deeply as I was held to the man's chest. His lips moving with mine and I couldn't help but kiss back slightly, faintly hearing Alex gag in disgust.

When Imhotep leaned away did I finally get a breath.

"Couldn't keep it in could you?" I said smirking a bit as his hands held my hips, mare do to his hands having made my tank top ride up. Showing a partial part of my scar from getting stabbed, yup fun times.

"No...you were to beautiful to resist." He whispered softly into my ear.

I smiled. "Obsession...." I said softly back, feeling my soul ache at the man I wished to see, the man my soul knew. The man who has my heart.

The immortal who doesn't love me.