The Games Gods Play

Notes: I feel like I should warn you all about it being SMUT in this chapter. I have said this before, but in a totally different story for a totally different fandom, but I'm not the best at writing SMUT and I'm still practicing on it. So if it's not up to your standards, I apologize.

Chapter 2

One thing he loved about living in such a huge home was the abundance of space. Sometimes, it felt like walking into a labyrinth that overtime you had to get familiar with, but other times it made moments like this perfect.

He had a feeling he was not going to be able to control himself, more importantly his sounds, but being far from the den where the others are, he had some assurance he could be as loud as he want.

After all, his husband was quite the lover.

Rick has found himself held against a wall, his legs wrapped around Imhotep's waist while he held onto his shoulders. He moaned, heat dancing in his body while Imhotep's mouth skillfully teasing the skin of his neck.

"Imhotep...",he gasped, the language rolling off his tongue as their groins pressed together. "Room..."

The other obliged, lifting Rick up just a bit more and carrying them inside their shared bedroom. Imhotep had remembered to close the door, more clear in the mind than Rick was. Lust seemingly rolled off him in waves. And seemed to increase with each second.

Rick's hands gripped at the cloth of his shirt, successfully getting it off him so the seer could feel his bare skin. As always, it was warm, just like the dessert mornings. He worked off his own shoes, allowing his husband to strip his bottom half bare. Imhotep had took hold of thighs, pulling him closer.

"What has you so aroused all of a sudden, my love?"

His answer was a low groan, fingers tugging at his pants to undo them.

"I don't know... I... I just want you..."

He emphasized this by kissing Imhotep, nipping at his bottom lip and rubbing his shoulders.

"Want... you..."

The remaining of their clothes was thrown onto the floor, their bodies mingled together in the soft sheets and pillows. Rick sighed, tilting his head back to give his husband more room to kiss his neck. He rubbed the back of Imhotep's, shivering at wandering hands caressing his inner thighs.

Imhotep brought the kissing downward, going at it on Rick's chest then his stomach. Rick could feel a sensation with each kiss pressed against his skin, starting to feel a little incoherent with lust.

A moan was released as a finger gently probed inside him. He really wanted to skip the foreplay and head into the real fun, however, he was aware his husband wasn't going to rush into that.

Not that he would object to it.

Another finger joined the first. Another spark of want going through him.

"Imhotep! Just..."

His mouth was taken again as the fingers pushed deeper into him. The kiss muffled his whine. He felt the hand holding his left thigh up reach to the side, forward to the nightstand there.

Rick could hear Imhotep fumble through the drawer for the vial of oil they kept there. He guesses that it's almost empty given the numerous times they engaged in... pillow-biting activities.

"I want you in me now.", he growls, hooking a leg around the older man's waist.

"Patience."

"No! Damn patience! I want you... nnnggghhh..."

Apparently, Imhotep used Rick's growing restlessness as a chance to coat his own erection and Rick's awaiting entrance before sliding inside him.

He only slides in an inch, the choice to tease Rick. The ex-soldier whined again, hands clenching and unclenching on Imhotep's bare shoulders. He could feel his rim squeezing around the cock, trying to drag the rest of it inside his wanton body.

It brings a nice chill up his back and a growing warmth inside the pit of his stomach. Rick gasps as Imhotep pushes in another inch, his thighs trembling against the other's sides.

"You are doing this on purpose.", he moans, his eyes closing as he focuses on the pleasure given to him.

"Am I, my Seer?"

A scream escapes his throat when Imhotep fully sheathed inside him. He doesn't try to hold his moans when the thrusts began, pushing his body into the soft mattress. That aching pain from earlier instantly disappears when Imhotep takes him, starting at a steady pace.

With each force, a slightly pitched moan, groan and gasp is released, coaxing Imhotep to continue on as he does with his own moans are heard. His own erection becomes firm between their stomachs, wet with his pre-come. Rick never really minds how messy they get. That they worry about after, too indulged in the sex.

"Imhotep... yes... harder... ha-harder!"

The ancient language rolling off Rick's tongue easily arouses Imhotep more, prompting to not just fuck his spouse harder, but rougher, too.

He takes Rick's hands and intertwines their fingers together, pressing the embraced joining in the pillows, a little higher above Rick's head.

"Feels good, my love?"

"Very!"

Rick arches his back, taking in Imhotep's cock deeper inside him the best he can. He just wants to satisfy the burn that rested in him, that came out of nowhere before. He just wants to feel the love of his life take him until they're both well sated.

Imhotep rolls his hips forward faster, still somehow keeping his pace. The rim that his erection drives into squeezes him, close to spasming. He slows down, dragging out the incoming release. Rick's whines once more, the noise broken unlike before. He's close, so close to satisfaction.

"Imhotep... please...", he begs, defeated at the sensual touching of their flushed skin rubbing against his hard cock. He shakes, holding Imhotep's hands tighter as his orgasm approaches.

His breathing becomes shallow when he's hit with faster thrusts again. Under them, the sheets bunch together and the bed moves with their rhythm. Imhotep leans down to kiss him, letting go of his hands to hold his redden thighs wider. His cock goes even deeper, practically assaulting the special spot inside the brunet's body. It sends Rick in surrender to the desire, quivering as he hugs Imhotep around his neck with his arms and digging his nails into the skin of his back.

He doesn't stop himself from shouting, calling Imhotep's name as he spasms and clamps onto the cock driving in him. His seed paints their chests and stomachs in an abrupt jolt, his back arching a little more off the bed, and his toes curling as he cums.

Oversensitivity rakes through him as Imhotep finishes with a few more fast paced thrusts, his cock twitching inside and releasing.

He likes that he still feels good even with his muscles scream at him for a break.

They both take a while to breathe properly, coming down from their high. Imhotep leans down again to kiss the side of his mouth before nuzzling his neck.

"Are you okay, Rick?"

Rick nods with a hum, a bit out of it. His eyes are closed and his breathing calming down. He smiles when Imhotep kisses him again.

"Completely happy right now. Messy, but happy."

"I think a shower is due then."

He nods again, whimpering softly when Imhotep takes himself out of him. He doesn't feel pain, a little sore, but not hurt. Imhotep climbs out the bed and goes into their private bathroom to run them a shower. Once the water is just right, Rick follows in the bathroom, accepting Imhotep's opened arms and stepping into the stream of water with him.

"That's great! So we'll see you tomorrow?"

The couple walks into the room, hand in hand, hearing Evy on the phone.

Rick was dressed into loose clothing, barefoot to feel more relaxed than he did. His body was still on buzz from the sex, but it was definitely a good buzz.

Yet, it still puzzled him.

Where did that sudden sex drive come from?

Regardless on what people thought, Rick is 2% of their starting fun times. He doesn't really provoke it. But he is... a bit slutty sometimes.

Besides that!

The sudden want for Imhotep just came out of nowhere! As if someone clicked on a switch. Clicked on, clicked off.

"I see you two returned.", Jonathan had sassed, sitting in Ardeth's lap. "Had fun?"

"Loads. I feel Alex may be having a little brother or sister soon.", Rick answers with a chuckle. As expected, his son gags.

"Ew! Too much information, Dad!"

"I'm joking. All we did was cuddle."

Alex gives him a skeptical glance. Evy hangs up the phone and turn to the couple.

"Well, Terence is on board with the trip. He suggests we leave a good week or two from now. He'll be coming here to London to discuss some things."

"Oh, good. I think I can wait a week or two. For now, relaxing at home is a good start."

Rick sits back on the coach, dragging Imhotep down with him so he could cuddle in his chest. Evy engages in another game of chest, this time with Alex after feeling ultimate betrayal from her older brother beating her.

I found out why there was a teddy bear in that one scene in the first Mummy movie when Evy and Rick were arguing about leaving. It was meant for Rick to throw it at Evy while leaving the room, but it got cut out. That I learned from listening to commentary!

Chapters will get longer! These first two are like filler/starter chapters.