Pharaoh's First Love

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Her lips parted to offer moans of encouragement. Her legs wrapping at his hips. He was all hers. Pride in that filled her with joy as she moved her face to his and sealed her lips against his as he had his time to melt into her
He hoped she could read his body gestures in a way that suggested he absolutely adored the way she clung onto him, the way her arms wrapped and further how arousing and comforting it felt to have her legs wrap around him, drawing him into her each time his waist moved back only to bury in once more. She was so pure in his eyes still, despite having deflowered her days ago. It was a constant arousal to know this goddess was his to claim over and over and the young Shelyn who had gone through so much of her life untouched by man now not only had the pharaoh’s member throbbing inside her, but her own legs were keeping him buried in.

Heavy panting followed by moans, followed by the sound of the bed knocking against the wall would enlighten anyone near as to what was taking place. Of course, his area of the palace was empty, save for Amarie who was blushing quietly outside the room. Naturally she was envious of Shelyn, after all she very much missed the way the pharaoh would give her his special attention, but she also considered Shelyn a sweet girl and was happy and hopeful their love would continue to blossom. All the same… she sat herself on the floor, knees bent as she shut her eyes and shamefully let her hand travel lower to her flower which had been untouched for months yet she still kept smooth just in case.
It was like the room was melting all around them. Colors seemed to mix together and all she could hear was how pleased Calion was with her apology. With her. How dirty she became in these moments. The smell of their pleasure in the air covered them like a blanket.
Her tongue caressing and insuring she got every taste of herself off and all over him. Wishing to leave no trace of any other name upon his lips.
How her mind went blank for him. All she heard was him. All she felt was him. All she needed was him.
Her arms moved from his neck and under his arms. Hugging his torso as her hands dragged her nails along his skin.
Hungry and passionately Calion kissed her back just as deeply as she kissed him, her nails dragging upon his skin only cause his back to arch and plant himself more firmly against her lush flower. He felt this was much more different than their first time when she was shy and unsure, and even different from their afternoon session as bit by bit she gave herself fully over to him and embraced him. She grew more wet and more passionate each time he laid with her and he loved it, the messy… dirty exchange of his throbbing member sank within, her own nectar staining his skin and seeping onto their bedding. It was highly arousing to feel how terribly wet his little flower got for him.

Curiously he broke his kiss and moved his lips near her ear, panting heavily as his waist met her own, filling the room with the sound of skin meeting skin. She had no one left in this world but him and he was curious how she might respond to words he was cautious to speak of. Obviously there was a fair age gap between them. Her a sweet innocent young woman, and he an older, mature and powerful man. “Do you want daddy’s cum baby?” He teased her with such dirty words, not nearly done with her yet, but he wanted to see how dirty he could make his beloved little girl. “Want your womb filled with your pharaoh’s seed? I wonder how badly you want it, kitten. Perhaps it’s best I release in your mouth and keep your little flower ‘clean’?”
She could almost pout with him having pulled away from their kiss. She tried not to. But with him nearing her ear and whispering such things..she was caught off guard. She shifted back. Looking up at him a bit confused.
Taking a moment to process what it is he actually said. He was so lewd and yet this blindsided her. "I....don’t want it in my mouth. It will get dirty..." she replied to him. Cheeks starting to burn at how she so easily admitted that she wanted him to fill her yet again.
Truthfully she liked it. A lot. The way he felt when he did it. She had no words to describe it.
"Calion...I need you to fill me." She turned bright red with a blush. Admitting to him exactly what she "wanted". She said this loud enough to be heard in the other room.
She looked up at him. Innocently cupping his face before offering a kiss.
Aoi was finally leaving his room. A bit uneasy but nonetheless he had a job to get done. Pay his respect to the sister of his beloved. He stopped by the kitchen. Finding Jin there eating sweets as he walked in.
“That’s a good girl, and good girls get what they want.” Calion whispered, his thrusts becoming more emboldened as he was set upon filling his sweet lover. The claps of flesh against flesh meeting sinfully grew louder, as did his groans and the bed protesting against the wall.
Amarie, in the darkness of the living room, grew redder at the words Shelyn. It was dirty… shameful even for her to pleasure herself, but she had gone without for months and she felt so incredibly unwanted that she could help but fantasize about being in that room. With the both of them and so when she heard Shelyn’s voice confess to wanting Calion to climax Amarie clamped a hand over her own mouth to stifle her moans as she teased and rubbed herself more firmly, grinding her fingers and palm along her flower as she began to shamefully soak the carpet. She missed the feel of warmth spilling into her and despite how ashamed she was of herself she couldn’t help but think back to the last time Calion released inside her and it was with that thought alone the girl shuddered, toes curling at the carpet and her body shaking as she soaked the area just beneath her in her own nectar.
Determined to give her what she wanted Calion’s hands moved down to cup her ass beneath, holding her firmly still while he took her passionately until the point the pharaoh’s moans spilled out into the quiet night and he filled Shelyn with his warm seed, splashing against her cervix and painting her walls with a thick mixture of his love. The idea of impregnating her making the release feel all more satisfying as even if she didn’t this time it still turned him on to think one day she might be with child. On some level, despite being all over her normally, it would be safe to suggest even if she were pregnant he might find such an idea of having her even more enticing.
She found his climax enough to send her over the edge. The firm twitch of his member within her left her spilling around him and along the bed as her insides tensed and released.
Hot pants spilling into the heated air. The sound of the bed's protest falling silent. She kissed him repeatedly. All she wanted was to admit the deep feeling she felt in her chest for him. She held him close for the moment.

Aoi sat and had a piece of pie with his brother. It was fairly awkward since the two barely interacted. A comment about Aoi's dress made it worse. Especially when he thought he looked cute.
“Stay wrapped…” He whispered against her, firmly kissing against her neck as he kept his member deeply planted inside her, making sure his seed had as best a chance as taking hold as he could manage. The nice part was, that even if she did take to his seed that they wouldn’t know for weeks. Besides, he found it romantic in a way to hold onto her, bare flesh against bare flesh, his warmth spilled inside while her nectar covered him lewdly. “I want you, and only you to be the bearer of my… of our… child.” He said again softly before sweetly kissing her. “Even though I’m very tempted to withdraw and watch my essence leak out from your pink fruit, though I’m afraid such a sight may stir me into having you again, and yet if I keep you up much later you might get cranky~” He only teased in a loving way.
Embarrassed by herself Amarie quickly got up and cleaned off her gown and tried to clean the mess she had made although it was dark and it would dry in time. Shakily she walked off to the kitchen nearby to wash her hands as they obviously smelled like her own nectar. It was there that she decided to clean up after dinner considering she was using any excuse not to be sent to her room.
Shelyn nodded. Keeping a tight hug upon him. "I can’t think of anyone else I would rather have a child with." She admitted. Combing through his long hair in the dark.
"Calion...is it ok if I use my wish now? " she asked curiously. She knew what she wanted. But asking for it made her nervous. If he refused...she would simply have to hold on to it for something else. But she knew what she wanted the most.
Calion shifted slightly, leaning up on one elbow and cupping her cheek as his eyes looked down upon tilting his head curiously with a smile. Considering the fact she had just pleased him, along with the fact his heart was swelling with love for her he didn’t think there would be a better time to hear her request as he would do anything within his power to keep her happy and to make a life with her.

“Speak to me with what’s on your mind dear. We’re lovers and I have every intention of making a child with you.” Or so he hoped, considering the fact he’d been unable to with anyone else. “Tell your pharaoh, your lover what it is~” He said softly, kissing her lips tenderly before hearing her out.
This was comforting to hear. All these things. "I...would like to use my one wish. That you would...." she felt asking would only ruin things. He was clearly attached to that woman. "Ban her from our bedroom?" She stated. Living room, fine. Bath...probably not. But this place right here. Where her and Calion lay together. This place she wanted to be free of that woman. She wanted to know there was one place she could always go and be safe in. "Please? Just this room." Her garden was a given that no one was allowed in anyway. But she needed this one thing.
“Is that what you’re worried about?” He raised a brow. “You’re using your wish on that? You sweet thing.” He kissed her forehead gently. “She was already supposed to be banned from my living quarters so long as you were staying here. She should have not come tonight, although by the sounds of it she forced her way in.” He cupped her cheek and stroked his thumb against her skin. “I understand it likely hurts and bothers you to know of my past. And likewise, I understand Mirien can be rather abrasive although she’s doing what she thinks is in my best interest, even though I wish she’d understand boundaries a bit more. She takes on a lot of tasks for this palace, believe it or not, as she has helped in high level positions since I had become pharaoh. That being said, Shelyn, if there was a time I loved that woman it has long since passed. It’s been more along the lines of platonic business partners as of late. In any case, I will handle her to make your adjustment here more comfortable. She’s disrespecting you because she doesn’t understand you are not a concubine, but I imagine in time she’ll come to accept you when she realizes you’re not a toy for me, and I hope in that time you two might better learn to get along. In any case…” He kissed her again. “Please don’t worry yourself over such matters. This is our home and I seek to fill it with things we want, an escape from all the annoyances of life.”
She nodded. Hell yes she was gonna use her wish on that. "You may think it’s silly. But it’s not your things that may get ruined..." she informed him. She was already abused once. She didn’t wish to have to worry bout her things too.
Yet here he was. Calm and understanding though it’d be completely easier if he just told the woman fuck off and they were in a sort of way together. It’s not like they couldn’t be just because she wasn’t pregnant.
She kissed him back. And accepted that this would be dealt with. "Does this mean you plan to send me to a room of my own then?" She asked curiously. Not that it mattered since she had Amarie to be with her. She could teach Amarie medicine even.
He chuckled softly, finally withdrawing from her to lay beside her, pulling her to lay against him as his fingers caressed down her back. “I don’t see the point in giving you your own room, after all I would just be entering it each night or calling you to come into my own anyway. Besides, I don’t like sleeping alone.” He said, closing his eyes although it didn’t mean he was going to go to sleep, he simply enjoyed to moment, holding her bare against him, satisfied in having claimed her again and enjoying this little discussion as they slowly began to put their lives together.
“Now my beautiful girl, what would you like to do this evening? Rest? Bathe? Have dessert? You don’t even need to dress if you don’t like as no one will be in my living area at this hour.” He said, unaware Amarie was still about, although he hardly cared to be seen by a servant. He just wanted Shelyn to understand that within his domain she had nothing to fear and nothing to be ashamed of.
"Hm? Well you have worn me tired. I suppose I would like to finish my dinner if it’s not too late. You have worked my apology long and hard enough I feel im starved. And I am still waiting on Amarie to come back. I would like to see the things she brought back for me." She reminded him.
Aoi sighed. Finally making his way once again to his brother's living area. Knocking loudly for anyone to hear. In his mind he played back the earlier visit with the others
Thoughts: Aoi sighed seeing the group. "Such a gloomy bunch today." His voice rang out in it’s usual flamboyant manner. Aoi was just younger than Yun. He was one of the blessed few. Blessed by the goddess of illusion. Of course he never made it known until he met Helm. Akira, known simply as Aoi. The middle child who seemed…off. Rather than dressing as the male he was, he dressed and looked and behaved as a woman. Often times in different to things that carried on, but he was a very active part in the army unlike Yun who preferred to only go when needed. Aoi, the only brother aside from Jin with no concubines. Mostly because he preferred men..or rather soldiers. "We should all be so happy today. The God of Protection is finally returning home to me. And finally we have a chance to catch the traitor among us who desperately wishes to watch us fall." He explained.

Hades gave a gloomy look before standing. “His sister was there with your brother.” He informed Aoi.
Another stood, Loki, and cocked his hip while placing a hand upon it. “And if anything she was devastated.” His voice concerned.
The others stood. Nodding in agreement. None of them expected to even see her. Each having assumed she was taken like the mother. Another male came forth, Dionysos. He tangled his slender fingers in his long hair. His deep voice speaking out. “Helm with never forgive any of us for ruining today for her you know. Perhaps you, master, she visit her once she returns?”
The silent few all agreed. It would be a good idea if Aoi visited her. After all they had yet to meet. And it was possible he might be able to offer some comfort to keep this day from only being attached to bad memories. Aoi sighed. “Fine, fine.” He huffed and sat down upon the mound of pillows. Eyeing over these very delicious men. Especially Akira. But he wasn’t allowed to have any of them. “Blessed beings are so grouchy these days.”

“Ah, yes, I suppose she should be coming back soon.” Calion said, unaware the girl had not only come back, but had seen the two in the middle of things and had set her new clothes down on the chair in the bedroom before leaving. It was because of the fact that a servant might still be around, and out of respect for Shelyn, that the pharaoh slipped on a simple lower robe that acted like a long skirt down to his ankles, leaving his torso exposed and a good bit of his lower waist showing off his more than appealing abdomen and pelvic region that formed a nice V.