Chapter Ten

Seahorsing Around

Meenah Peixes / Horrus Zahhak

Rated: M

Meenah was dead. It was both a fact both depressing and invigorating all at once. They'd escaped the total erasure of what may have happened through the Scratch, as well as surviving inside a dream bubble, which was exciting. However, they were all dead, which was not so exciting.

She sighed as she heard the knock at her large double doors, shaking her head. That was the thing about being dead. It wasn't even the whole "being dead" part that had her irritated. She donned a violet robe and stormed down the stairs of her castle and into the front lobby, opening a door.

"What," she demanded curtly. Outside, Horrus stood in his typical workshop outfit, leather hat and apron, goggles covering his downcast eyes.

"Oh, your highness, I'm terribly sorry for the intrusion," he began, already dabbing his forehead of sweat. She sighed.

"It's fine, Horrus, what do you need?"

"I was just- are you- is that robe-?"

"I'm naked, Horrus. What did you want?"

"I- I- I'm- so sorry, your hi-" She slammed the door shut, storming back up the stairs. She wouldn't have minded if Aranea had interrupted her, but it was another thing entirely for that hemospectrum-obsessed horse-freak to bother her. She tossed the robe off, settling back into the bathtub, smiling warmly as she sank into the warm water, breathing in deeply, taking the water through her gills and extruding them calmly. Warm water always felt the best. It was like a bath for your lungs.

She immersed herself in water and slowly played her fingers down her body from the tip of her horns down her chest and stomach, sighing happily, causing a stream of bubbles to surface as her fingers found her bulge and ran across it gently, eliciting a cooing sigh as it opened like a flower, allowing her fingers inside. She found this to be another downside of being dead, though she wasn't sure if it affected all trolls or just her: achieving orgasm had become excruitiatingly difficult.

She worked her fingers hard, groaning and panting beneath the surface of the water, grunting every time she almost reached her peak, then dropped again, whimpering loudly. After a long while, she'd grown frustrated, becoming more aggressive and angry until finally giving him, screaming and thrashing in agonizing lust, banging against the side of the tub and knocking the water everywhere.

Finally, panting from exertion, she emerged from the tub, then froze.

"Horrus?!" she exlaimed, the troll sweating as he watched her, opening his mouth to speak but finding no words. "Water you doing in here?!"

"I- your majesty- I had-"

"Get out!" She pushed him from the bathroom, slamming the door shut and panting, blushing from embarassment. Then, she paused. It took her only a moment to make the decision, her body already still hot and worked up from the tub. She threw open the door, storming naked after Horrus.

"M-Meenah-? What-?" She cut him off by kissing him hard, reaching past his leather apron to stroke his bulge. "Y-your majesty-"

"Shut up and get me off, Zahhak," she growled. She pulled his hand down to her own bulge, mewing at the touch. He responded by workign her slow and hard with his fingers as seh did the same. Suddenly, she dropped to her knees, flashing her sharp teeth in a wicked grin.

"Porrim taught me this," she grinned, moving to his bulge and beginning to work over it with her tongue and lips.

"Oh- oh my..." He grunted, holding her head to get the most pleasure from her until she finally rose, beaming at him, mouth covered in navy juices.

"Now," she said, pinning him against he large double doors, hiking a leg up around his hip. "Fuck me."

Surprisingly, he grabbed her without hestitation, and she could feel her hips ache under his touch as he pulled her to him, tentabulges merging, their tentacles intertwining and grinding, making Meenah squeal in pleasure. She wrapped her legs around him and ground back with all she had, moaning loud as the two merged and meshed against one another.

"Oh God," she muttered as tiny trembles began to run along her body. "Oh god oh god, OH GOD HORRUS!" Her vision dulled, then exploded with violet sparks as her body thrashed in his strong grip. After regaining her senses, she realized she'd been crying out, and that the two had left quite a mess in the foyer in front of the door. "Holy shit, Horrus..." she panted, falling from his grip to the ground, where she sat against the door. "What was it..." She grunted, wincing at the pain in her hips. "What was it you came here for, anyway?"

"I had come to ask your royal advice on how to go about courting Rufioh, actually." She paused, then shook her head, chuckling, standing with a groan.

"Just do to him what you did to me," she grinned, turning to retreat to her bedroom. "Oh, and no one hears about this."

"Of course, your majesty. I wouldn't dream of revealing our spontaneous intimacy to anyone." She nodded, then turned, heaving herself up the stairs.

"I need a nap..."

Oh gog, I'm so sorry about terrible titles, I just haven't been able to think of any others. u_u;

I'd also like to say that I'm hopefully working on the Damara/Meenah one next, but the plot I've used is difficult and I have to go reread and do research, which isn't something you'd expect steamy romance writers to do, but hey, gotta keep the plot semi-consistent. ^u~