Two Eyes Cenote [m]eri

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Bathed, brushed and hurried off to every social affair, the couple had looked in a divine fashion, but the man much preferred Toula this way, raveled and bare within the keep of his arms. Calling him a fiend. To provoke her further, a tongue tip darted over the inside of her thigh and he released a teasing breath of warm air there. There was nowhere to be and none to attend but themselves, and the king took his time discovering each curve of his wife, every landmark which belonged also now to him. He was watching to see what she liked– even those attentions his beloved was too shy to express outright, but which her body betrayed in little quivers.

Her sudden writhing nearly brought him to mount but it was with words he was tamed to complete stillness. Re’s gold met the Nile's depths in her eyes and with a breath of disbelief were held. The look Toula returned was new, though he recognized it. In every moment of life, in each space of time, she’d existed with him, as a great hollow on the face of his moon. As her sacred lips bore Asar Em Ta, it was bequeathing the name that was always his.

“My Iset–” From her chest the riverking lifted his arm and cradled her cheek within his palm. If the Gods had condemned their early affair, here they saw fit to bless it.

And yet– could such a thing be?

“I have known you in every lifetime,” his expression deepened, as if looking through her into the stretching fields of existence.

Osiris smiled.