Authoress' Note: This story is nowhere near finished. I have quite a few plot twists in mind! Enjoy!
No expense was spared for the ceremony, as was fitting for the marriage of the living incarnation of Ra. Garlands of exotic flowers adorned every building in the city, and the joyous population flooded the streets to celebrate the event. Yami and Tea declared their fidelity to each other in the holy inner sanctum of the temple of the gods.
The new queen of Egypt only remembered the ritual itself as a blissful blur. The only image that stood out clearly in Tea's mind was Yami's radiant grin. Even during the reading of the most solemn passage of the Holy Scriptures he hadn't been able to stop smiling at her. At last they moved outside to greet the assembled masses.
Tea sagged against the wall of the chamber that was now Yami's and hers. "That was exhausting." she said, closing her eyes. The festivities had lasted all day and far into the night. When she opened them again, Yami was mere centimeters away. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and closed the distance. Pulling back slightly and smiling, Yami whispered, "I'm glad we're finally married. I was tired of sleeping in that guest bedroom." Tea barely had time to register her surprise before the pharaoh's lips melded with hers for a second time. Through a haze of pleasure, she felt her love's hands skim over every part of her body he could reach. Yami shifted Tea back a step, effectively pinning her to the wall, and pressed his hips against hers. Moaning softly, she moved back against him. Unable to resist any longer, Yami lifted Tea easily into his arms and strode over to the ornate bed.
He tenderly placed his queen in the center of the pillows and arranged himself beside her, propped up on one elbow. Tea reached over to kiss him passionately and, with one hand tangled in his distinctive hair, she pulled lightly at his elaborate wedding apparel. Taking the hint, Yami swiftly yanked off the offending clothing while simultaneously removing his wife's. He paused now, imbibing Tea's astonishing beauty. She was likewise enthralled with his lean, muscular form. Yami ran a sensuous hand between over her breasts and over her stomach to come to rest between her thighs. He stroked lightly, causing Tea to arch into his hand and tighten her grip on his hair. Encouraged, Yami continued his caresses, but now he slipped one long finger into his beloved, this time eliciting a loud moan. Tea couldn't tell how much long he fondled her, but she let out a mew of protest when he withdrew. Consoling her with a kiss, Yami gently situated himself so that he was resting on top of her hips. Suddenly fixing his gaze on hers, he asked worriedly, "Do you want this?" Tea's eyes reflected nothing but affection and trust as she replied, "Of course. I love you." Murmuring, "And I love you." Yami slowly thrust pushed himself into her. As he pushed passed the barrier he encountered, he kissed Tea and stifled her cry of pain. The twinge quickly turned into pleasure and she was soon lifting her hips in time with Yami's. Their moans echoed in the stone chamber as their feelings mounted. Finally, the sensations could be borne no longer and the king and queen of Egypt cried out in release as one.
Still panting, Yami rolled over on his side, tucking Tea against his chest at the same time. She peered at him with half-lidded eyes and then placed a chaste kiss on his lips. They both fell into a sated sleep just as the golden sun appeared over the horizon.
Authoress' Note: I'd just like to say that I dislike the word "thrust" and most humbly beg the reader's forgiveness for using it.