Jou: Oh ye of little faith how could you let me down?!
Aerin: I'm back! However, I think Jou wants to go on vacation now, so maybe I'll take over for a while.
Jou: WAIT! First I'll say my thanks, then I'll go. THANK YOU!!! OK, I'm done now. A special thanks to my sissy Telkella, because if it weren't for her, then you wouldn't be reading this!! Another thing, I have a deal to make with you if you want the next chapter, but I'll keep it for the ending. OK, you can read now. I'm gonna take a mental trip down to the Caribbean!
"I'm sorry to interrupt you so rudely, but I was very shocked at the sight you both created in that particular position." Seth drawled, watching with glee at the faces the pharaoh and his servant were pulling. He continued "You have my word not to let this little bit of information travel round the palace, for what would people think of it? I can't imagine the look on some of the Aunties' faces if they were ever to catch wind of this!"
Yami was blushing as if there was no tomorrow, and Anzu seemed to be following suit. Gathering what dignity he could muster at the single most embarrassing moment in his life, Yami said calmly "Priest Seth, I would appreciate that kindness from you, though it is not entirely what you think of this. It was my fault, I was in a dreadful rush going..." Yami trailed off, wondering where he had been racing off to when he had crashed into Anzu.
Seth took this pause and turned it to his advantage, not aware that they were not alone. Another face had intruded the face of a certain priestess. "Ah, yes, but as the old ones usually say, it is the man that is the more hurried and less thoughtful, and certainly more aggressive." He nodded, glimpsing at the shocked faces of the victims of his cold tongue. Then he saw another face, the face of the only one who could make a swooping sensation inside his stomach take place.
Isis dodged behind a statue of the Goddess of Love, then realized that it was already too late. She had been seen. Turning on her heel, she started in the other direction, towards her favorite garden spot. Perhaps it wasn't too much to ask the gods that Seth wouldn't follow her.
However, Seth's curiosity as to exactly why Isis had been following him had been roused. He bowed once to the pharaoh with a smirk, the turned and began along the same path Isis had taken. After a moment he came to a secluded area in the garden where a small fountain stood, surrounded by blooming flowers of tropical colours.
For once, the scenery caused the young priest to catch his breath. He looked around, then sat under a tree on a small bench that seemed to have been made for a young couple to sit close together. It was in the shade, so he leaned against the carved granite back, and wondered where Isis had gotten.
Up in the tree that was providing Seth's shade, would also provide him with an answer, were he to look up. For in that tree, on a sturdy limb nearly exactly over the young man, sat the very Isis he was looking for. Her pale blue and white dress had been gathered up around her knees, and her bare legs were swinging freely in the air, free of the shoes that she had left under the bench that her love was sitting on.
Isis just sat there, content to gaze downwards at the face that she had fallen in love with. He looked so relaxed, so calm, and so peaceful. His white robes were bordered by the deep sapphire that matched his eyes so well. Around his waist was a dark gold sash, but there was little else to suggest his high standing. He had even tucked his staff into its holder attached to the sash.
Unfortunately for the admirer, the admired felt as though he were being watched. Getting up to take another look around, he heard a little cry of shock and dismay as the sound of a cloth ripping filled the air. Then, quite suddenly, he was again sitting on the lovers bench but this time he had Isis on his lap.
A strange tingling feeling surged thru all of Seth's body as he gazed at the girl on his lap in shock. Isis however hard she was blushing, was enjoying the handsome man's strong arms around her waist, and didn't seem to mind that her arms were encircling his neck or that his face was oh so very close...
Seth just gaped open mouthed down at her, wondering what in the name of Almighty Ra he should do with her. A sudden urge to kiss her lips came, and he had the mental picture of them kissing each other, his lips traveling down her neck, towards her nicely rounded...
Shaking his head violently, the priest startled Isis, who thought it might be about time to get up if Seth didn't respond soon. Starting to remove her arms from his neck, she noticed that something was moving down near her lower back and hips. Looking down Isis realized that Seth was slowly rubbing his hands back and forth on her body. And it felt good.
Turning his head to face his again, she could feel his warm breath against her face. Seth locked is eyes with Isis and felt himself slowly coming closer to those tantalizingly pink lips that he had just been fantasizing about. Once their lips met, Isis let her hands move up into his hair and start playing with his brown locks.
Oh, did this feel good.
Jou: 0.o I can't believe I just wrote that, it's kinda weird, I mean, I'm only ...... ANYWHO, if you want the next chapter, which will have some Yami/Anzu and info about Aerin and our deserting hero
Irry: HEY! I WAS SETTING THEM UP, NOT DESERTING!!! YOU WROTE THE STUPID THING!
Aerin: Ignore her Irry.
Irry: O.O Pretty.....
Jou: GO AWAY!!! OK, if you want the next chappie, then you have to review and guess how old I am, if three people are right, then I'll update again. Savvy? Ok, TTFN!!!
Aerin: I'm back! However, I think Jou wants to go on vacation now, so maybe I'll take over for a while.
Jou: WAIT! First I'll say my thanks, then I'll go. THANK YOU!!! OK, I'm done now. A special thanks to my sissy Telkella, because if it weren't for her, then you wouldn't be reading this!! Another thing, I have a deal to make with you if you want the next chapter, but I'll keep it for the ending. OK, you can read now. I'm gonna take a mental trip down to the Caribbean!
"I'm sorry to interrupt you so rudely, but I was very shocked at the sight you both created in that particular position." Seth drawled, watching with glee at the faces the pharaoh and his servant were pulling. He continued "You have my word not to let this little bit of information travel round the palace, for what would people think of it? I can't imagine the look on some of the Aunties' faces if they were ever to catch wind of this!"
Yami was blushing as if there was no tomorrow, and Anzu seemed to be following suit. Gathering what dignity he could muster at the single most embarrassing moment in his life, Yami said calmly "Priest Seth, I would appreciate that kindness from you, though it is not entirely what you think of this. It was my fault, I was in a dreadful rush going..." Yami trailed off, wondering where he had been racing off to when he had crashed into Anzu.
Seth took this pause and turned it to his advantage, not aware that they were not alone. Another face had intruded the face of a certain priestess. "Ah, yes, but as the old ones usually say, it is the man that is the more hurried and less thoughtful, and certainly more aggressive." He nodded, glimpsing at the shocked faces of the victims of his cold tongue. Then he saw another face, the face of the only one who could make a swooping sensation inside his stomach take place.
Isis dodged behind a statue of the Goddess of Love, then realized that it was already too late. She had been seen. Turning on her heel, she started in the other direction, towards her favorite garden spot. Perhaps it wasn't too much to ask the gods that Seth wouldn't follow her.
However, Seth's curiosity as to exactly why Isis had been following him had been roused. He bowed once to the pharaoh with a smirk, the turned and began along the same path Isis had taken. After a moment he came to a secluded area in the garden where a small fountain stood, surrounded by blooming flowers of tropical colours.
For once, the scenery caused the young priest to catch his breath. He looked around, then sat under a tree on a small bench that seemed to have been made for a young couple to sit close together. It was in the shade, so he leaned against the carved granite back, and wondered where Isis had gotten.
Up in the tree that was providing Seth's shade, would also provide him with an answer, were he to look up. For in that tree, on a sturdy limb nearly exactly over the young man, sat the very Isis he was looking for. Her pale blue and white dress had been gathered up around her knees, and her bare legs were swinging freely in the air, free of the shoes that she had left under the bench that her love was sitting on.
Isis just sat there, content to gaze downwards at the face that she had fallen in love with. He looked so relaxed, so calm, and so peaceful. His white robes were bordered by the deep sapphire that matched his eyes so well. Around his waist was a dark gold sash, but there was little else to suggest his high standing. He had even tucked his staff into its holder attached to the sash.
Unfortunately for the admirer, the admired felt as though he were being watched. Getting up to take another look around, he heard a little cry of shock and dismay as the sound of a cloth ripping filled the air. Then, quite suddenly, he was again sitting on the lovers bench but this time he had Isis on his lap.
A strange tingling feeling surged thru all of Seth's body as he gazed at the girl on his lap in shock. Isis however hard she was blushing, was enjoying the handsome man's strong arms around her waist, and didn't seem to mind that her arms were encircling his neck or that his face was oh so very close...
Seth just gaped open mouthed down at her, wondering what in the name of Almighty Ra he should do with her. A sudden urge to kiss her lips came, and he had the mental picture of them kissing each other, his lips traveling down her neck, towards her nicely rounded...
Shaking his head violently, the priest startled Isis, who thought it might be about time to get up if Seth didn't respond soon. Starting to remove her arms from his neck, she noticed that something was moving down near her lower back and hips. Looking down Isis realized that Seth was slowly rubbing his hands back and forth on her body. And it felt good.
Turning his head to face his again, she could feel his warm breath against her face. Seth locked is eyes with Isis and felt himself slowly coming closer to those tantalizingly pink lips that he had just been fantasizing about. Once their lips met, Isis let her hands move up into his hair and start playing with his brown locks.
Oh, did this feel good.
Jou: 0.o I can't believe I just wrote that, it's kinda weird, I mean, I'm only ...... ANYWHO, if you want the next chapter, which will have some Yami/Anzu and info about Aerin and our deserting hero
Irry: HEY! I WAS SETTING THEM UP, NOT DESERTING!!! YOU WROTE THE STUPID THING!
Aerin: Ignore her Irry.
Irry: O.O Pretty.....
Jou: GO AWAY!!! OK, if you want the next chappie, then you have to review and guess how old I am, if three people are right, then I'll update again. Savvy? Ok, TTFN!!!