Ra-Aqikha
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Post by Ra-Aqikha on May 26, 2007 14:52:30 GMT -5
Ra groaned and rolled over.
His small, lithe body was a stark bronze colour against the white silk of Xerxes truly huge bed. His blonde hair was ruffled, and his body wrapped only in the clean sheets. Xerxes was...thorough... if nothing else, and Ra could barely raise the energy to open his eyes, let alone get up and get dressed. It seemed to him that no matter which way he rolled he just found more and more bed.
"Hmmmm..."
He groans and rolls over, one leg sliding out over the sheets, as he opens his eyes, blinking in the morning light...
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Post by Paris on Jun 1, 2007 22:26:31 GMT -5
The blond Athenian was lying ass up on the bed, his face nearly buried within the soft, luxurious folds of the fabric that seemed to surround him like tender waves. He shifted his hips as he began to stir awake. He was sore. More than he had ever been. Xerxes had been insatiable and his body bore the proof of that. He moaned, moving his hand to wipe his eyes. Only it stopped before he could reach his face.
He opened his eyes, surprised. He shifted his gaze downward. His wrist was bound in a lined manicle. The hand cuff was attached to a thin gold chain, the cuff itself was fold, its interior lined with the softest fur Paris had ever felt. It took him a long puzzled moment to realize that his other wrist was similarly bound, as were his ankles. He noticed pins within each brace that could be slid out easily, that is if he could only reach them.
He felt movement on the bed behind him and off to his right. It was a struggle but he managed to not only lift his head but turn his face toward the movement, "King Xerxes?" He'd spoken well enough, a noble attempt to hide his growing panic. He did nearly as well to hide his displeasure when he spotted the Egyptian and not the King, "Oh. Its you."
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Ra-Aqikha
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Post by Ra-Aqikha on Jun 2, 2007 7:04:43 GMT -5
Ra smiled, a thin, crafty slice across his face.
"My my my. What have we got here then?"
He laughs as he frees himself from the bed, using one of the many throws as a makeshift robe.
"The little Egyptian, so fragile and dainty walks free whilst the..."
He sits next to Paris, leaning in close to his face.
"...big, strong Athenian lies in bondage?"
He laughs and lies next to the other man, his head rested on his folded arms. He laughs again, fiddling with the manicles.
"...and to add to that he left us to sleep in the same bed. But, as you may of noticed, he is nowhere to be seen."
Ra's eyes turn predatory, like a falcon or bird of prey his namesake had the head of. Paris was his rival, the only other man who Xerxes had eyes for.
"Maybe he fears you would run away. Or perhaps you would turn your greek passions on me? Or maybe, just maybe, he left me a toy..."
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Post by wowposter on Nov 3, 2008 2:27:35 GMT -5
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