Desert Flames

(Warning- Mature content, reader(s) advised)-

The way she walked into his tent bothered him. Demanding respect from him only with her facial expression. She didn't need to say a word. He felt like he would soon be begging for mercy and on his knees once his body and hers were less than a few inches apart.

His hair was like nothing she had ever seen before. Her eyes beamed with curiosity seeing him adorned in a purple toga with gold embroidery. She approached him and leaned forward, bowing respectfully, lowering her head, too.

She felt like she was under a spell- with those aquamarine eyes of his. He pushed his seat backward away from the breakfast table and moved closer to her side where she stood near the long dark brown rug.

Her heart started to skip a beat once she smelt his quite strong grape wine and lavender scent. He stroked her chin and slowly brushed his fingers across her two lips. She sighed and shut her eyes.

He grinned enjoying the control that he had over her mind, body, and soul. She opened her eyes and pounced on him like a predator ready to devour its prey.

With one hand she began unwrapping the toga that was draped over his arm. Then with her other hand, she slid it at the back of his neck. She pulled him closer and gently sucked and bit his lower lip.

He bent his head backward and moaned. She laughed and tossed his toga to the side on the rug ready to keep going.

One of the soldiers was standing guard at the front door of the emperor's tent keeping an eye out to make sure no one came to interrupt the emperor at this time. If anyone disturbed the emperor, that person would have to face the emperor's wrath and end up being tossed into the maze of despair to face the mythological creatures or try to find their way out of the vast unending maze that was impossible to escape from.

The emperor smiled and stared in awe at the sight of the dark caramel and gold skin tones of his goddess. She wore a light colorful tunic, vibrant bejeweled sequin fascinator, & a blend of assorted berry lipstick.

With a sudden movement, she slipped out of her light tunic, carefully took the vibrant bejeweled sequin fascinator off her head. She twirled around and began dancing, as she danced the beads on her waist swayed in a circular motion. The emperor watched and smiled at seeing the other beads dangling between her breasts.

He squeezed her closer to his body, playing with the tips of her breasts, sucking and biting on them like a hungry newborn. She cried out from the pain and burst of satisfaction of his every action.

The emperor kissed her and held her tight. Silently making a wish that even in the next life, they would find each other, to be together for all eternity.

#DesertFlames (c). 01/14/2021. Friyay.