Marriage

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This felt so good, my back pressed tightly to Kohmus's front. We bothwere laying on our sides in my bed, though I suppose now it would beour bed, I didn't think it was really needed for him to sleep on thecouch, for the longest time it was just a combination between that wehad been doing it for so long we were just used to it plus I wasn'treally sure how to bring it up to him.


But I remembered us living a full life together, raising a largefamily, and he had found me in a new life, and even met his mama,along with Kristen, which still made my head spin; what was the pointof sleeping separately? We hadn't done anything more than hugging,kissing, and holding hands, the only new thing that happened was ourcuddling. It wasn't uncommon for once he was done with his part ofthe cooking to come behind me and hug me, for me to sit on his lapwhile we watch a movie or are reading or whatever, to cuddle while hetells me tales of our children and our life together as a whole.


We didn't do anything more, he was nervous to even kiss me,subconscious because his skin, which wasn't nearly as bad as itlooked. It still felt like I was kissing a old rough leather, not thesilky supple one that I remembered Tyson once showing me, a pursethat someone named 'Ella', a close friend who lived far away. It wasrough and could feel grating, but to be fair the old worn linenbandages didn't feel that bad and the rough leather wasn't too bad.


"Name?" He asked sitting up, pausing our spooning and I turned myhead, seeing his nearly glowing eyes and I roll to look at him."Say...say you love me." He had paused to seem to gather himselfbefore finishing it up. It was a request I had no problem doing.


"I love you, Kohmus."


He relaxed, his shoulders relaxing into the position and somethingcame through and I kept quiet to see what he would do next. Hestroked some hair off my face, a warm look in his eyes, "I give youmy love," he said a strange way to say 'I love you' but he didn'tseem to be done yet. "Give me your obedience." He said andnormally that would have me kicking up a fuss, but then I realizedwhat was going on, I knew what this was.


Our vows to each other...


"Yes, I give you my obedience." I vowed and he grinned, seeingnow that I knew exactly what was going on. It was strange, sometimesI could remember memories of Nerfert like the memories were my own,like remembering when I learned to ride a bike, other times it wasn'tremembered easily but I knew, like a story about being a baby whereyou don't have any actual memory of it but you have been told so muchit felt like your own. Others were fuzzy or I had no memorywhatsoever, and there didn't seem to be any rhyme or reason to it.


"I give you my obedience Name," he took one of my hands pullingit to his face and brushing a gentle kiss to my palm, the rough dryskin not matching the gentle kiss but I loved it. "I love you Name,I pledge my soul, my heart and my life to you." He promised warmingme as he pledged himself to me. He pressed his lips against myforehead, "my fidelity is yours, I am yours Name."


"And I'm yours," I could feel my eyes starting to mist, I didn'tthink how important it would be to feel this. I leaned up to kiss himtrying to pour all of my love into the kiss.


I knew that Kohmus, while knowing that I was the reincarnation ofNerfert, but he also sees me as me he knows me as NameLast-Name, the woman who works hard, loves to cooks, asks aboutwhatever I can think of, all of it. I wasn't just a new Nerfert, hesaw me as so much more, and I knew that. I knew it! But tohear him say this, to do this, it feels as if we are gettingmarried all over again.


I knew weddings weren't really a thing, sure people would do so but alot of times it would be a marriage, two people would just startliving together, the woman would leave her home to live with thehusband, taking a 'dowry' with her, if they left the wife would takethe dowry with her if they divorced but it wasn't weddings anddivorces like that. And there were sometimes two women or two menwould live together being married as well, which would have one orthe other come with a 'dowry' as well.


I knew once you are loved by Kohmus you are loved forever, whether afriend, family, or in my case, lover, it would take a lot to breakthat tie to him. I knew he loved me but something like this made atangible difference. He was asking me, in his own way, to be with himforever.


We had never spoken of what we were, but perhaps he had wanted to. Assoon as we moved from being tentative roommates, and I remembered mypast life, I was monogamous to him, I wasn't seeing anyone at thetime, which is nice since I wouldn't need to break up with someone.


There was warmth from every part of our body that touched, it startedas a pleasant warmth but as it continued on it soon ratchet up toburning like fire. A bit uncomfortable but not painful. When I openedmy eyes his own shocked amber and obsidian eyes were looking backinto mine and then there was a flash of blinding white light.


I hope you guys like this chapter, I have to admit I really likeit. As far as we know, ancient Egyptians didn't have weddings orreally the idea of marriage like we do today, basically they hadcommon law marriages, the idea of a marriage in ancient Greece wasconsidered only about having a child, and not based on love orrelationship; as far as we know Egyptians may have viewed this thesame, which would be similar to why incest would happen; King Tut'sparents were also siblings. Ancient history is strange and hard.

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