SUMMARY:
Everyone knows the Pharaoh's of Egypt are meant to have women flourish over and lavish them with pampering gestures…
However…The recent Pharaoh has other plans…Ones that remain inside the family.
Pairing: Priest Seto X Pharaoh Atem
Rating: M-MA

This is another one of my stories I'm currently in the process of re-vamping!
Adding more detail, etc. etc.
I've also apparently had a sequel planned for this story, but never got around to writing it...So I'm hoping re-vamping this one will give me the opportunity to write up the sequel!

I'm not sure how many of you will get these notifications, but, if you're still interested, feel free to re-read the newly re-vamped stories!

"…Mm…"
The warm sun gently touched the shoulder of the tan, slender man that was lying within the bright white silk sheets. He closed his eyes tightly to keep the sun from entering as he slowly drifted back to asleep. As he felt himself reaching a deep sleep once again; fingers slid gently through his medium length brown hair.

The fingers connected to a hand that was one shade darker than that of the man drifting to sleep…It was traced back to a smaller shirtless male. He was slender and less muscular than the man lying next to him. His bright purple eyes reflected well in the sunlight as he stared.

"…Seto is so cute." He whispered; placing his lips to the man called Seto's forehead."Are you not getting up yet…? The sun has already touched you."

Another pair of vibrant eyes appeared within the sunlight, albeit unwillingly. The deep blue that colored them was slightly dimmed due to the shadows. Slowly they followed the fingers that were still brushing gently through his hair, to the body that laid left of him. A small blush appeared across his cheeks as he caught the vibrant purple eyes staring back at him.

"P-Pharaoh…" His eyes remained locked with the Pharaoh's; his facial expression surprised with a deep red color flushing from cheek to cheek. "…Cover yourself, will you? W-Who knows who could see you?"

Suddenly, he was pulled towards the smaller man next to him, his wrist held tightly within the Pharaoh's left hand. The Pharaoh smirked and nuzzled Seto lovingly, his nose tracing from his ear to his chin.

"Hm…? Are you jealous?" The Pharaoh joked. "…And call me Atem. You are the High Priest after all."

Seto pulled away gently, embarrassed by Atem's ability to easily show affection to someone he was blatantly related to…The Pharaoh had other plans for him however, and quickly pulled him back into his arms. His hands slowly moving over the Priest's exposed body.

"…M-Mm…!" Seto let out a breath of surprise as he felt his bare back mold to Atem's chest. His heartbeat increased at the sudden closeness of their bodies – and at the slight pressure of something hard against his back.

"W-What are you doing…?! S-So early in the morning…" Despite his protests, he allowed the Pharaoh to touch him as he pleased. Even if he hadn't enjoyed it…Atem was the Pharaoh, and the High Priest obeyed the Pharaoh without hesitation.

Atem's hands glided slowly over Seto's chest and lower abdomen. His hands moving gently; just barely touching his Priest's skin…Enough to tease; not nearly enough to satisfy.
The Priest, overcome with the anticipation of what he believed was about to happen, leaned back into Atem's arms and accepted the defeat as he so often did. He knew there was no fighting Atem…Even if he hadn't been the Pharaoh, there was no way the Priest could resist him.

"No one is awake but us…" Atem whispered. "We're always the first ones to wake…Which gives us time to…" His hand slid lower and gently grazed the Priest's still exposed self. "A-Ah…" He smirked as Seto's quiet moans entered his ears. Atem moved his lips closer and whispered: "…Have some fun."

His hot breath blew seductively into Seto's ear as he finished his sentence; causing him to shiver in pleasure as his hands gripped tightly at the silk sheets. It seemed his ears were his most vulnerable weak point…As the others were always hidden beneath clothes.

"W-Why are you like this…Every morning and night…?! You do not…A-Ah…Ha…" Seto bit his bottom lip as the Pharaoh began stroking his hand beneath what the sheets hid from view. "…Ha…Hah…S-Stop…It…W-Will you…?" His teeth dug deeper into his lip, blood slowly dripping onto the white sheets beneath them.

"Seto, stop biting your lip." The Pharaoh ordered; his voice overpowering and deep. "…You'll only hurt yourself." Atem took his right hand and gently pulled the Priest's bottom lip from his teeth. "See?" He began. "…You're bleeding." The Pharaoh smirked as he leaned closer to Seto's face. His tongue protruded from his lips and gently licked the blood that was falling. "…You taste sweet, cousin."

Seto's face turned a brighter red than before. His eyes glared angrily at the Pharaoh as he regained his voice: "…D-Don't call me that when you're-!" Atem quickly placed his free hand over the Priest's mouth; preventing any loud sounds from escaping in any form but muffled moans.

"When I'm what…?" He teased.

The Priest placed his nose to the crook of Atem's neck and inhaled the sweet scent that moved with him. He closed his eyes and opened his mouth to speak. Fast paced breaths released themselves from Seto's lips as Atem removed his hand from covering the Priest's mouth.

"K-Kiss me…" He muttered through the breaths; something he only asked of his Pharaoh when he was in this particularly vulnerable position.

Atem smirked; moving his free hand to lift the Priest's chin so their mouths matched up. As their lips met the Pharaoh carefully slid his tongue through the small opening that was created with every heavy huff of breath Seto took. As his tongue swirled around the Priest's, the Pharaoh could feel the body in his arms jerk and twitch forward in pleasure.
He made sure to keep a tight grip on his Priest's chin; not wanting to break the kiss just yet…When he was sure Seto had finished completely, his tongue returned behind his own lips…Getting ready to embarrass the Priest one final time before the day officially began.
Atem sat up slightly; allowing Seto to turn and fall limp onto his lap.
The Pharaoh smirked slyly as he brought his fingers to his lips; slowly spreading them so the Priest could see how much pleasure he had received…Gently Atem slid his tongue across his tanned skin, licking a small amount of the liquid from his fingers.

Seto glanced up and watched the Pharaoh with hazed vision; his normally bright blue eyes changed to a dull, foggy cobalt in his lightheaded stupor. His chest moved frantically up and down at the sight of his Pharaoh swallowing the creamy liquid. He closed his eyes, unable to take any more pleasurable embarrassment as he hid his face within the Pharaoh's lap.
He heard Atem chuckle silently and felt a small kiss upon his forehead.

"As sweet as ever, my Priest."