Pharaoh's First Love

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Not to say at he was small but compared to that gross man from the first day she was especially happy it was not like that. At least she hoped so.
He was so warm, and she could swear she felt his heart beating just by holding it.
And as she began returning his kiss, she found herself leaning in. Giving his more of the ok to kiss her further. Each pass their tongues made left a hot pant to follow when he retreated. Even in though seconds she was desperate to be kissed further.
But was this truly the case? Was she desperate for him to love her and touch her or was she confusing this with the pain of losing her family? Was she projecting onto him her desire for comfort? For stability? Was she clinging to him because he was basically her hero?
Did either of them truly understand the amount of mixed emotions she held and how every kiss or touch would eventually train her to associate these things with feeling like this? How far would either of them go before this might become the only medicine for a broken heart?
Calion smiled against her lips as he felt her tongue meet his with just as much wanting as his own. With her hand having found its place against him and for the fact that she seemed to not be letting go he happily released her hand and moved both arms around her body to pull her in closer, to move his fingers along her bare back as with her gentle touch upon ‘him’ he grew for her.
Perhaps he didn’t know all the mixed emotions going through her mind, he was well aware of the tragedy the girl suffered, but he only wanted to help. For her to know that even though he gave her little choice about being with him that she didn’t need to fear her life being nothing more than a sex slave. He could be gentle and caring although still manage to get what he wanted out of her.
His hand slid down her back, along her hip, and finally to her bare thigh as he moved it to lift over his, bringing them closer as he hungrily kissed her deeply with growing passion each stroke their tongues made against one another. “I am yours Shelyn. I will care for you, protect you… but in order to do so I need to hear you say that you are mine.” He drew in her bottom lip to suck upon. “Tell me you are mine. Tell me I have all of you. Tell me my lips… my tongue are the only ones that will touch your body.” He said, unknowingly giving her all the more reason to associate him as someone who would take away all her sadness and replace it with ‘love’. Calion couldn’t help but find it a turn on to hear how she was his and how she would give her body and soul to him.
Her arm and hand adjusted when he pulled her closer. And him growing only pulled her curiousness toward it. Toward gliding her fingers along the length. Not her palm but her fingers tips. Caressing and learning. Just egging him on further.
However, her leg went stiff before she allowed it to drape over his hip as he wanted. His hands felt like fire against her skin. The everything sounded so silent.
Was this really ok to do? It wasn't just lying...last thing she wanted was this to just be some lie he used.
Her mind knew it was best to back away. To not say it. To remind him he didn’t mean it either. But all she had was a broken heart that probably couldn't take him too playing with her.
"Please...don’t tease me like that Calion..."

She whispered against his lips before pulling back a bit to look at him. Freeing himself from her fingers before she gently touched his lips.
Tears building. It was one thing to just be honest of wanting her now. But to say such things to get it...she couldn’t take it.
"...please don’t tease me like that..."
But that hand was all she moved.
He paused and looked into her eyes for several quiet moments, tilting his head slightly as he didn’t quite understand the saddened look in her eyes or the desperation in her voice for him to not tease or play with her heart. He didn’t understand because to him he was being honest and clear with her. He had no reservations in admitting his lewd thoughts, but he also held no hesitation in being blunt and honest about things either.
“I’m not teasing you Shelyn. You are already mine, I only wished to hear it from your own lips.” He said softly, bringing her head to tuck beneath his chin as he aimed to comfort her. “I’m not saying such things for your guard to lower so I may bed you tonight, and neither will I ask for it this night either, but all the same you should know I care deeply for what is mine and you now are protected by me and will be cherished by me. So much has been taken from you now but know you will never be alone.” He quietly stroked the back of her head. “Will you let me take care of you Shelyn? To take away all your pain?”
She found tears falling in this moment. How she managed to often doubt him. "Yes...I’m sorry Calion." She replied with a sniffle before slipping fingers over ear and into his hair.
"I am yours, Calion."
She told him. Looking up to him as she said this through tears. She must have a knack for ruining moments. But just as she was.... he was hers...right?
She kissed lips in an apologetic way. And left her leg lay over him as he placed it earlier.
Eventually she would calm down and learn to just go with it when they were together.
Her fingers curled. Pulling his strands over his shoulder to admire them. "I wish my hair looked this pretty." she complimented. Trying to make up for ruining the moment
He only shook his head lightly. “There’s no need to be sorry my dear. I’m not blind or so heartless not to see the pain and mix of emotions you must be suffering through. There will be a period of time where you are quite sad, and undoubtedly this periods may last into the future, but I want you to know that this life that you may feel you’re being forced into does not need to be bad, and in fact I would hope to be able to see you begin to smile much more as time goes on.”
His strong arms tightened and then pulled her to sit over his waist, running his hands along her back and tucking her cheek to rest against his chest as he shut his eyes. More quiet moments came before he mumbled softly in the night while gliding his fingers along her skin. “I’m looking forward to marrying you Shelyn.” He confessed, while sighing. His body was so very heated and aroused by her touch and her presence, the feel of her breasts against his chest, and the thought of her tongue within his mouth. Truly the pharaoh had quite the appetite and was quite infatuated by her. It took quite a bit of effort for him to not want to further the night’s passion. To run his lips and tongue along her body as he pleased, to touch and feel all that was his now, but he wanted to be mindful of his innocent little blonde. “I suggest you try and get some rest, for with each kiss you give me you drive my desires further towards the loss of control. I’m curious to hold you and touch you as if you are mine, and yet…” His hand squeezed her bottom cheek firmly. “I do believe out of respect for you I should try and bury my curiosities a bit longer. Can you sleep like this upon me?”