Two Eyes Cenote [m]arrow & spit

not a servant with suitor. dragons entangled; khusobek focused fiercely on not taking but endowment of pleasantry, counting each visceral response of her body as his own success.

likewise he felt her irritation burning beneath the ardor; he surrendered the vulnerable points of his own flesh to inji until she understood it was her possession he sought, to be held in thrall until he was nothing.

it was how he preferred to be loved, to be the vessel rather than hold any amphorae in his own hands.

the crocodile held her after — scorched, breathless, wondering when inji too would tire of him.