Lion Head Mesa 発火 akejosei (m)

ramesses was unused to being denied. satsu stood before him and there were only seconds of space between he and she.
pharaoh did not reach to touch her. he did not want the indentations of her teeth in his flesh. but his lapis gaze caressed the queen all the same. "come to bed," he urged in a rasp of invitation.
ramesses did not believe that she would. he stood ready for her dismissal, helpless in her presence and thrumming with a desire so deep he had forgotten, for this moment, a fellahin.