Pharaoh's First Love

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He was breathing calm and he didn’t seek to make any quick movements, almost like approaching a wild animal that he didn’t want to run away. Instead he wanted her to be comfortable in getting close, to allow her hands to wander without fear she’d be ‘bit’. But Calion was of mind to show her what he would have done had she sat in his lap in the bath, and while his eyes stayed focused on her own he only moved to rest a warm palm against her bare hip, the other palm cupping the side of her ribs. He wasn’t greedy, simply wanted to touch her skin as he felt the radiating heat of her core against his thigh.
“I find him annoying to put it bluntly. He’s smug, rude, and quite frankly if he wasn’t my brother I’d have his tongue cut out for the lack of disrespect he shows. He’s angry because he’s not pharaoh, because he’s not first born. I’m fairly certain he only wanted to marry you because he thought I was attracted to you. I see him as petty and childish and so, despite how beautiful you may be and how I might wish to spend more time with you if you were to get too close to him it would taint you in my eyes.” Calion sat up to get closer to her, her chest nearly touching his as his lips /almost/ touched the side of her neck, breathing gently against her skin.
“It’s okay for us to be close Shelyn. Just because we may sit in the nude like this doesn’t mean you’re at risk of becoming the pharaoh’s whore. You’re special, which is why I’m not going to treat you as such.” He smiled softly and still whispered. “Are you nervous my hands might wander, or if I’m luring you into a trap?”  Her fingers traced his jaw. His lips and eyes. He was beautiful. But why comment on it. She tensed under his hands and nodded. She was nervous. Scared.
"It almost sounds like your jealous..."
She admitted to him. She didn’t understand why it would lessen her by associating with someone other than him.
"Do you truly feel that only you are worthy of having me? Or...was that you teasing me about gods belonging together? Is that why you can’t stand the idea of Yun being near me?"
She asked as she continued tracing his features. Letting this be their moment to be honest. After all they were nude. And close. She had not noticed until now how tall he was. At least until his face was at her neck and he was sitting.
Calion moved his lips from her neck, not having touched her skin yet with them despite how tempted he was to press them against her flesh and taste her skin. “Jealous? How silly. I think you would be doing yourself a disservice by laying with any other but myself. If a goddess will one day lay with another, should it not be with another god?” He cupped her cheek, removing it from her hip, letting his thumb stroke along her bottom lip. “Just because you’re indebted to me doesn’t mean you ultimately need to lay with me, there is a chance you can walk out of this. It might only take a year or so before your debt is fully paid, and I probably can get by so long as I have some moments of seeing you bare.”
“Of course… you make things rather tempting in such a state, but I’m not an animal like you think I am.” Calion said, despite knowing full well he could become one should they ever venture down such a path. “We should rest Shelyn, after all I believe you’ll be wanting to see Helm much of the day. I will ask, or rather demand, you let me hold you in your sleep. As I said I prefer sleeping beside others… and unless you’d rather me bring another girl into bed you’ll have to put up with being a little close. Trust me, I won’t take more than you’re willing to give.” He said to reassure her, after all he wouldn’t have to take what he wanted. There would come a time when she would beg for him to go further.
  Pharaoh's vanity. She moved herself from him. Her leg down. But the way his finger ran over her lips. It was saddening that he didn’t see he was jealous.
She finally felt her body ready to give in. She innocently sat in his lap so that he might allow her to stay close.
When he lay back, she would slip to his side and leave her legs draped over him. She would let her hands rest at his chest. And simply fall asleep as he held her. Too exhausted.
Considering the midday heat there was no need for sheets or blankets, simply having her body rest against his side sufficed as one arm slipped under her bare body and wrapped around snuggly to hold her close. Closing his eyes and clenching his jaw as he inwardly found it quite a turn on that her leg draped over him. Perhaps more so because at this particular moment she was like a forbidden fruit that he could not pluck just yet. It was that fact that perhaps made him yearn for her all the more.
Still, sleep found him easily after the poor night earlier. He was not concerned in the least who might see them in such a way, he had ordered the servants no one was allowed to enter although Mirien likely was aware by now of Shelyn’s invitation to sleep with the pharaoh. Undoubtedly, she thought Shelyn was just another play toy the pharaoh would get bored of and so for now her jealousy was tempered.