AN: M/K (SilMil - M implied)
Prompt: Habibi (term of affection / endearment in Arabic)
She is a gift from the Silver Alliance. A present for the mighty King of the Middle East. In quieter moments, he would admit to being amused at what his position brings. He's seen it all - fine stallions, casks of wine, reams of brilliant fabrics, handcrafted silver khanjar - she is not the first young woman offered. Although he doubts her presence will have little effect on the upcoming peace talks with between the two kingdoms, he allows the transaction to take place and welcomes her into his home.
She steps boldly into the tent, flashing sheer fabrics with jewels winking in her long blonde hair. With a small nod to the musicians, they strike up a riveting beat, which grows faster and faster - a melody he hasn't heard before. Never taking her blue eyes from his silver ones, she whirls around, carefully losing layers of her costume until she is left with little covering her perfect body. A sparkling chain moves in rhythm around her small waist.
Later, in his private quarters, as she moans in ecstasy underneath the hard planes of his body, he murmurs something he's never said aloud to another person, "Habibi."