Lion Head Mesa sistrum [m]

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pharaoh had not returned to his chambers to sleep for three days.
he had possessed @Satsu against the open air of akashingo, then allowed her to do the same within her apartments;
his queen; he knew all of her, he knew her in ecstasy and at rest. he fell deeper into love with the curve of her jawline in different lights.
@Sayf, @Jawahir, sayyadina, belen; barred from the door. they would bring food to the door and leave; they would not enter, as ramesses wove a palace of pleasure and fragrance and his sheer, sharpened, focused desire all upon satsu.
he wanted to hear her voice echoing with rapture among the halls. he wanted all of akashingo to hear, and to know.
tireless, his stamina unabated, ramesses, worshipping his queen and goddess as he had been bid.

it was all that had been said to her, and so much more.
all of her fantasies revealed; tamar had spoken of some of it, but those whispers paled in comparison to what satsu experienced again, again, again.

she could not get enough of him.

she knew, too, that he was getting everything he wanted.
but for a time she was the center of the universe — the goddess,
the others would wait, or cease to be, it did not matter now;

their voices a chorus through the halls. they had seen it all before and satsu, awakened now to this new power, was as tireless as her husband.