Lion Head Mesa a[m]phorae

The hem was nervous. If she could not feel his heart thrumming, surely she sense it in some way. She wanted to giggle in humor, but refrained. It was improper before the eyes of the divine pair!

Pharaoh commanded him. He hesitated, but eventually obeyed and planted a kiss upon her cheek.

Isana would be a fool to think she would not be commanded to action next if she did not do so on her own. But unlike Senmut, she would not wait for one of them to bestow her an invitation.

Tiptoeing closer, the woman returned the kiss. Then, in an instant, she rolled upon her back in a playful, yet seductive manner. Her ears folded upon her crown, paws lifted. Her tail even dared to wag, thrumming gently upon the earth. She observed him from then on, eyes fixated upon him in curiosity.