IT SEEMS LIKE THE KING IS NOT AS STUPID AS WE ALL THOUGHT HE WAS...OR IS HE?! :)) ENJOY :)
" Just what do you think you're doing, Amytis? " the War God growled , glaring at her with wild, rabid eyes, grabbing his Chosen ferociously by the wrist as she stood up- ready to take the challenge- and pulling her back down into his arms. Why in Tartraus did she even get up in the first place?! …And more than that, why did he still have that strong, lingering feeling that something had gone terribly wrong in their relationship and that the entire world he had struggled to build around- and for- her was falling to pieces at their feet?
…If he had initially blamed his overly possessive, paranoid mind for that gut wrenching fear that had somehow crept into him, gradually, the tension in her body had become impossible to deny each and every time he touched her- as for her gaze, he could physically feel the bone chilling coldness in it whenever their eyes met and it hurt and scared him beyond words to realize that as always, his instincts had been correct- he was slowly but surely losing her….It was as if with every passing minute, that incomprehensible precipice between him seemed to grow larger and deeper regardless of how hard he tried to please her…And now, as if that literally palpable distance between them wasn't punishment enough, the Queen' little scheme – and yeah, he knew damn well what was going on in that sick mind of hers- was only going to push his Princess even farther away from him and he just couldn't bare the thought.
"Oh relax, Ares! She'll do just fine. " Amytis purred in her snake like voice, interrupting his musing-but effectively capturing his attention again. " As you, yourself put it, she is very gifted…. …so why not let her show off a little, have some real fun for once? - it would work wonders for her self esteem not to mention that it would certainly stroke your ego big time! And uh... just in case it slipped your mind, this is the highest honor a Queen can offer to her any guest- to refuse would be considered the ultimate offense- which I'm sure you already know- punishable by death according to the laws of Babylon and we wouldn't want that , would we?"
" Are you threatening me?! " the God asked through gritted teeth- dangerously lowering his tone. His ex lover had definitely crossed that thin, barely visible but present line she knew she had to avoid at any cost, and this was something that he just couldn't forgive.
" Don't worry…I got this…" Xena whispered tenderly into his ear- temporarily distracting him- wisely ignoring the redhead's subtle challenge. Instead- even to Ares' boundless surprise- she seized his lips in a long fiery kiss, the raw lust and the blazing heat of which made the God tremble with need …. Despite his reaction, it was pretty obvious though that he hadn't been expecting that, not when their relationship appeared to be going down the drain just minutes before…
Only a few steps away from them, the Queen's eyes were once again sparkling with jealousy. She was going to teach this sneaky cunt a lesson that she would remember for the rest of her life, that was for sure!
…Before our entranced War God got the chance to utter some kind of objection, still dazzled by the arousing intensity of that kiss, Xena was already on her feet again. There was no way she was going to miss the chance to get even with that conniving, condescending witch and if she had thought- for the tiniest second- that forcing her to shake her hips a couple of times would represent the ultimate humiliation or something, she was dead wrong! Soon, very soon, she would be begging both Ishtar and any other Babylonian Gods to make her stop….
As for Ares…..well…it was time she paid him back in his own coin….
" Would you be my Sun?" the Warrior Princess's irresistible voice could be suddenly heard addressing Nabucco, and let's just say that he looked absolutely delighted with her proposal.
A swift, sarcastic glance at Ares and a harsh, murderous stare were the only details that were bound to betray what was about to happen. Nevertheless, whatever doubts the passion driven King might have had, shattered the second he felt Xena's feather like touch on his face, turning his attention her way….She had the most hypnotic azure eyes he had ever seen in his life…
" I thought you'd never ask…" he mechanically replied, taking her hand to his lips and kissing it courteously- just like Ares had done a million times before- and they slowly headed towards the stage .
" Enjoy the show, Bro'!" he carelessly shouted at the War God- without bothering to look behind though- grinning widely at just how quickly the tables had turned. There he was, doing exactly what he had been craving to do ever since he laid eyes on this surreal beauty whose hand was firmly clasped within his…..He was going to touch her into the most intimate ways possible and that illegally sexy music was going to offer him the perfect opportunity to make her body cry out for more- a chance that he was definitely not going to waste.
It was only the crowd's mindless cheering and excited applause that covered Ares's angry growls and curses. He had been planning on skinning this reckless toad alive from the very moment they arrived at the palace- a brilliant idea really, that would have granted him an amazing amount of entertainment for the night, one that he had stupidly delayed- way too blinded by the gratitude he still felt for the King. And yet- as if only to spite and provoke him- it seemed like that brainless dimwit was asking for it- a very tempting invitation since all of the sudden, the perspective of bathing in his blood sounded incredibly alluring...!
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"What exactly are we supposed to do?" the Warrior Princess restlessly inquired as the music started- a slow, languid melody that strangely reminded her of old spices, immemorial times and…..lost love….- searching fervently for his gaze.
"Not much….." the King calmly replied, slowly circling her as if she were some kind of rare, exotic prey the head of which was soon going to become his priceless trophy no matter the cost or the consequences. " It's a lot like…..having sex- a notion I'm sure you're very familiar with given the company you're usually in…." he softly answered- his expression hardening a bit as he said it though- scanning her luscious body from head to toe.
He might have kept his distance so far – there was no way for him to get close enough to woo her, not with Ares's constant presence hovering at her side- but truth be told, he couldn't wait to lick each and every inch of that smooth, velvety skin of hers, to touch every little spot the War God had touched, to explore every intimate place…to make her moan and whirl and scream her ecstasy at the top of her lungs….to make her beg….
" Just relax beautiful .." he reassured- sensing the rapidly mounting tension in her muscles- extending his hand and rubbing her lips in such an incredibly erotic way that the crowd went instantly wild…." Let me do the hard work….The only thing you need to do is to enjoy the moment …" he smiled, closing the distance between them even more and finally allowing his hands the pleasure of tracing unhurriedly her curves as the music got a bit more dynamic.
Despite herself, Xena could distinctly sense a very familiar little tingle along the back of her neck- one that quickly flashed down her spine just to end up settling between her thighs along with an undeniable heat that started to swell and spread inside her with a speed that left her agape…She was incredibly aroused and yet, she had never even liked this filthy pig…. ….!
A few more delicate caresses- all of them disguised in some sort of weird dance routine- was all it took, and, as if only to make her even more edgy, her stomach knotted up….She was holding her breath for something…She was holding her breath for his next touch…She desperately wanted him and somehow- the shock washed over her- she ended up circling him, making him close his eyes in utter abandon when her fingers- hesitant at first- began exploring the contours of his handsome face…
Unconsciously, for the third time since their sexy little number had started , Xena licked her lips- they tasted incredibly sweet- a strange, unfamiliar flavour between vanilla and something else that she just knew she hadn't tasted before…Whatever it was though, the aroma was utterly addictive…
…..More and more, with each new move, she started to melt under the King's scandalous touches and gradually, every intention she might have had about resisting him, dissolved under the burning gazes of all the men and women watching them …. Indeed, although she couldn't possibly tell it, her body had began to arch and sway in ways she had never suspected it was even humanly possible. She was like a candle, melting under the effect of such passionate and illicit ministrations that she could hardly think straight any longer- she was drugged with desire.
She was melting, yes- but in the wrong arms…and the sugary white dust the King was constantly placing on her lips without her knowledge, was only making her lose even more the control she thought she had over the situation…
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In the meantime, just several feet away from the wooden stage, one could actually hear the blood boiling in Ares' veins. It sounded- and it felt- like molten lava …..Not only had she chosen the King as a partner for that ridiculous thing they called a dance, but also, with every new move- that was keeping the crowd well entertained – she seemed to be more and more entranced by what was a very graphic simulation of love making – the music being only a poor excuse for their act…..
His irises darkened as his gaze crept over his Chosen.….One by one, the veils covering her perfectly chiseled, shameless body fell to the ground - the King making sure to anxiously rip each and every one of them- all the while wearing that mocking, sarcastic smile on his face.
…The flawless contour of her body could be clearly seen now and only one last thin organza veil still covered her full, round breasts- the nipples of which were fully erect.
She was definitely enjoying this, that much he could tell- and though he was pretty certain that her childish act was only payback for that stupid kiss he had shared with Amytis- that didn't make him any less angry….He literally wanted to break her neck or even better, to chop her to little pieces - which would have been way more fun!
" Relax Ares…she's doing great….I mean , look at her…she's a natural…!." the Queen finally spoke- an ironic, wicked smile- the mirror image of her husband's - tickling the corners of her mouth.
This was the moment she had been waiting for- the moment alone with her favorite lover- while that dark haired monkey of his was being methodically seduced by the cunning Babylonian King.
Little did she care about the fact that Nabucco's hands were gliding right about everywhere now, lecherously massaging the Warrior Princess' breasts before a hand sneaked under what was left of her dress, heading straight to her steaming, spasming pussy….Her plan had been set in motion and there was no one to stop her….Judging by Ares' heart stopping stare, he would soon hate his Chosen to death- or at least he would want to get even – and she would be just there waiting to take advantage of his weakness, licking his wounds- and his cock if it pleased him- and mending his hurt godly pride…
"…Plus, I doubt that she will seriously go through with it….." she mentioned making the God glare daggers at her again… He knew the legend far to well. He had attended several of the Queen 's parties during those three hundred years they had spent together and he had actually been Amyty's partner on several occasions so the story was more than simply familiar to him….
It was said that the Sun and the Moon had been star crossed lovers from the beginning of time, but the curse of Marduk, God of Darkness - who had also been bewitched by the breathtaking beauty of the Moon- broke them forever apart, cruelly throwing them into different realms of the same world- so that they could never see each other for more than one hour at the end of each day. The two lovers were bound to live in a constant, heartbreaking torment that was only going to end the moment eternity itself would elapse…..
It was after one of their brief but passionate encounters that the Moon gave birth to a ravishing little girl- Isis, their patron Goddess….
"I have an idea…" Amytis sensually insisted, her lips brushing lightly against the side of his neck now- overly confident that a blunt refusal was out of the question- " Why don't you let me distract you for a little while….? Let them have their share of fun while we have ours….I mean…take a look around you, at all these people…most of them have already started doing exactly what we ourselves are sooo good at…". she suggested, desire flickering in her eyes.
...Nothing could have prepared her for what happened next...