34. And I Liked It

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Last chapter…

Caris was super bummed about being a vampire prisoner, but she might have some plots that could help; she’ll keep us posted.

Jahira and Teremun aged up into teens, much to Cassie’s chagrin, but so did Nafretiri, so it’s all good, plus Jackie got boobs out of the deal, which is pretty sweet?

Also, Kenza finally found out Maat was knocked up and then they had a spat about killing vs. not killing Jahi and Kenza sort of peaced out in a huff.

Oh, right, and Octavia and Persephone had a weird chat and made the well glow.

Onward!


When he pulled her into his arms without warning, he could tell she was shocked by the way her entire body froze. But she didn’t pull away, and so he lifted her chin to better see her face.

“A slave should never dare touch his mistress without her permission,” she whispered.

“With all due respect, Your Highness,” he said, gazing into those far too familiar green eyes, “I am no longer your slave.”

His hands, perhaps, were a touch too forward. But his sister had been correct about Princess Galatea’s undergarments—specifically, the lack thereof.

“Alexander,” Princess Galatea protested, pushing me away. “We cannot.”

“We must,” he breathed.



Raet sighed wistfully.

Persephone: “My Queen?”

Raet: “Oh!  Do come in, Seer.”

Persephone: “Are you well, Majesty?  You appear to be somewhat flushed.”

Raet: “I, er, yes!  Of course, ’tis only the, er, research that mineself hast been doing.”

Persephone: “Research?”

Raet: “Yes, I amst consulting mine romantic manuals for…instruction, on how best to proceed in mine amorous endeavors.”

Persephone’s face lit up with her favourite knowing smile, “it would seem, my Queen, that you and my brother are getting on quite well these days.”

Raet: “Oh!  I–indeed, he is most…gallant towardeth mineself.”

Persephone’s smile melted away into concern, “I do not mean to pry, Majesty, but it sounds as though you are not wholly pleased.”

The Queen huffed and sat down heavily upon the bed.

Raet: “My apologies, Seer, dost not imagine that mineself ist not duly enraptured of thine kin–it ist only, well…”

Persephone: “My Queen?”

Raet: “I am most humiliated to say that mineself ist greatly unprepared for what delights may await.”

Persphone: “Oh…”

Raet: “I knowest!  I knowest!  ‘Tis such unQueenly behaviour.–and mineself an Amazon Queen no less…afeared of a man?  I canst bear the shame!”

Persephone: “Am I wrong in assuming that you mean you are nervous about being intimate?”

Raet: “I hast never, er, lain with a man…and thine brother hast been most courteous and accommodating thusfar, and–and…patient,” she sighed dramatically, “there wast a time when I thought mineself steeled with resolve to do mine duty, but once the mantle of that duty wast lifted from mine shoulders and a gentler path lay before mine feet, I findst–I findst…”

Persephone: “I understand, my Queen; a slave has no expectations, and does not often live to see beyond the call of duty, or he can be sent away…but a free man?  That could be a more complicated matter of the heart.”

Raet: “What if he dost not like mineself?  What if he dost findeth minself lacking in delights?  Mine fingers clumsy, mine breath foul…”

Persephone’s laughter was sweet and musical to Raet’s ears, “Majesty, I assure you that your breath is not at all foul.

The Seer studied the young Queen for a moment, “though if you wish it, I could test that further for you?”

Raet felt the fine hairs on her neck prickle at the sudden change in the older woman’s countenance.  “How wouldst thou test such a thing?”  And why had her mouth gone suddenly dry.

Persephone: “A gentle kiss, my Queen, nothing more, and I will be able to tell you for certain if your breath is acceptable for the likes of my brother.”

The Seer’s eyes were puckishly bright, “with your permission of course.”

Raet felt her cheeks bloom anew, and a strange warmth filled her breast; Persephone’s gaze was serene and inviting, and the young Queen leaned towards the pale woman even as she asked, “is such a thing common among…”

Persephone: “Why yes, lovely Queen,” her voice was pitched lower than usual, “the Amazons of Themysimra often partake of one another in such a fashion.”

The partaking went on a good deal longer than expected.

Raet: “Oh.”

Persephone: “As I suspected; more delectable than a ripe fig,” the Seer’s eyes seemed to nearly glow, “does my Mistress require further examination?”

Raet leaned forward, expelling a deep breath, and the pale woman kissed her again, this time more hungrily than the first.  Was that what it would feel like to kiss Khafre?  Warm, and sweet, and hazy, and soft…why had she been so afraid?  It was lovely, and effortless, and her whole body tingled in a most pleasant fashion.

Raet reached out without thinking, touching the other woman’s bottom.

The Seer pulled back.  “There is much I could show you in this vein of activity, my gentle Queen, many things to calm your nerves and bolster your daring, should you so desire…?”

Raet found herself nodding like an eager child, “I dost most desire bolstering,” she leaned back towards the other woman; would she not be a fool if she did not accept offered council on the matter that most troubled her heart?





There was much to learn.


Khafre: “What was that about.”

Persephone: “I was helping.”

Khafre: “You were playing.”

Persephone: “You wound me, brother; I care deeply for her, she is like family.”

Khafre: “You have an odd way of showing sisterly affection.”

Persephone: “Do I?  You have certainly never complained.”

Khafre: “She is young and naive, Persephone; you’ll confuse her.”

Persephone: “Are you jealous?  I did it for you, also.”

Khafre: “So thoughtful.”

Persephone: “Truly I did!  She was harbouring a great deal of anxiety over your relationship, now she will–”

Khafre: “Thank you for helping, darling sister,” his voice dropped an octave as he gazed into her eyes, “feel free to resist doing so again.”



Octavia: “Those two are weird as shit.”

Kalvin: “I’m pretty sure you’re not allowed to say shit, Miss Octavia”

Octavia: “What are they even doing over there?”

Kalvin: “Oh, shit.”

Octavia: “So you’re allowed to say shit, but I’m not?”

Kalving: “I think we need to go fishing!!”

Octavia: “Er, right now?”

Kalvin: “Yes!!”

Octavia: “Okie dokie!  Last one there’s a rotten egg!”

Kalvin: “Sounds good, Miss Octavia; just please don’t turn around!”

Octavia: “This was actually a great idea Kal!”

Kalvin: “Er, thank you, Miss Octavia.”

Octavia: “I’m gonna catch me some big ass fish, just you wait and see!”

Kalvin: “Um, I don’t think you’re allowed to ass, either, Miss Octavia.”

Octavia: “Are you bummed about my adopted-big-sis and Khaf?  Cuz I totally saw him kissing her hands and stuff.”

Kalvin: “O-of course not!  It’s not my place to have feel–or, er, inappropriate desires toward–”

Octavia: “Aw, it’s okay to be a little bummed Kal; adopted-big-sis is a swell lady!”

Kalvin: “She is very…” he flushed slightly, “nice.”

Octavia: “Wow, settle down their Shakespeare,” she snorted, “well, I guess getting mixed up with Queens is sort of a bad idea for slave guys anyhow, right?”

Kalvin: “I suppose.”

Octavia: “You deserve someone who won’t think they own you Kal; being owned is real bad for long-term romance.”

Kalvin: “Beg pardon?”

Octavia shrugged, “sorry, don’t even know where that came from; sometimes the weird grown-up stuff just pops right out, you know?”

Kalvin: “Er…”

Octavia: “I matchmaked Khaf and adopted-big-sis though, so I can totes matchmake you too!”

Kalvin: “That really isn’t nec–”

Octavia: “Just you wait and see!  I’ll find you the perfect woman to make your underpants go all weird and lumpy again!”


Footnotes:

I know, I know; there’s a lot to absorb here…take a moment if you need one. (I think Kalvin needs a moment too, tbh.)

Sorry about the lengthy time in between chapters!  And about all the incest (or implied incest?); it’s ancient times, okay, people were freaky back then!  Who knows, maybe it’s not even incest, maybe you just need to get your mind out of the gutter.  Shame on you.

Yes, I did indeed brazenly steal and bastardize dialogue from Fangs for Raet’s pleasure (wherein Lysander thoroughly waters Bianca’s womanly garden etc.), er, I mean research.

Truck: “LOL! I’m in UR gamez, messing up UR immerzions; ROFFLES”

Happy Simming x♥x

 

26 thoughts on “34. And I Liked It

  1. The real star of this chapter was Truck.

    OMG, I about died at your romance novel interpretation of Lysander and Bianca’s scene, rofl. Their dialogue really was cheesy enough for a romance novel…except everything looked much more tasteful in your scene. 😉

    Oh my, Persephone and Raet…can’t say I didn’t see it coming (pun intended…?), but Raet sure didn’t. What a lovely scene between ladies~ Persephone reminds me of her uncle a bit…pulling those strings, and maybe having a little fun along the way? She looks so much like her mom, I love it. 🙂 I enjoyed seeing the usually taciturn brother arguing (quite *passionately*) with his sister. He’s got some fire in him!

    Loved this chapter. ❤ ❤

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    1. Omg, you nailed it; who should I pair Truck up with though? Do you think it’d be into poly?

      Lysander and Bianca’s dialogue *transcends* ok! Their weird little world is a perfect fit for what Raet would be into reading; I imagine now, though, that the scenes playing out in her mind might be a touch more risqué? >:)

      Isn’t Persephone so helpful? Why doesn’t Khafre understand that she boinked his girlfriend *for him*?? Men. So ungrateful! I think Persephone thinks she’s a talented string puller like Uncle Darius, but falls a bit short on the judgement (maybe because no wind).

      More Khafre fire coming soon (pun intended). I take way more pics of Persephone than needed. Always. She *does* look so much like mom! And she makes the best faces.

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  2. WORDPRESS WHY DID YOU EAT SOME OF MY COMMENT

    I was talking about Kalvin and Octavia being hilarious together and hoping he got matchmaked and all sorts of other stuff and you just EAT MY WORDS (literally). RUDE

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    1. WP likes to eat my comments too! WHY SO MEAN WP?!

      Poor Kalvin! Having to protect the kids and be all matchmaked and stuff (possibly against his will). Does he even LIKE fishing? Who knows!

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  3. Now, Raet. Told you you shouldn’t give in to Persephone. *raising finger threateningly* Wait, I didn’t? *lowering finger again* Well, it is a bad idea.
    Octavia, you are… awesome? Smart? Straightforward? *come here, cuddling time*

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    1. Clearly Raet needs a Raccoon-shaped councilor to make sure she doesn’t fall into bed with possibly meddlesome mysterious Seers!
      But alas, the damage has been done; hopefully it all turns out relatively okay? 😀

      Octavia would love those cuddles, I’m pretty sure she’s a (Pink Power Ranger) cuddlemonster.

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      1. I’m always available for cuddling with Octavia, alternatively she can have my domestic raccoons xD But only because it’s her so all others: hands off!

        Yep, we’ll see how everything turns out. ^^

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  4. Lover WitcHazard: Now I want to see a Raet, Khafre, and Persephone threesome that results in Nooboos!

    Nooboos WitcHazard: Nooboos!

    Dark WitcHazard: My guess is Persephone took in a young Khafre then somewhere down the line their relationship took a more physical route! But he still sees her as his darling older sister! Just one he likes to bang! Now they have someone they can share!😆

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    1. I think the Witchazard Incarnations will enjoy what is to cum, er, come in Sima-Mighdall. 😀

      And while I cannot comment on the exact origins of the mysterious Persephone and Khafre (at this time), I’m sure they’d be flattered that someones are thinking about them banging and sharing!

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  5. Yay! Welcome back!! I miss these crazy creatures we call Amazons!

    I can’t tell you how much I laughed reading this chapter. 😀 OMG Fruity! First off, the surprise helicopters–AWESOME! I’m glad that Raet was able to experience a little bit of what she will encounter with Khafre. Mmmm. Khafre.

    Even if he “implied” fucked his own sister. Octavia said it best: “Those two are weird as shit.”

    Eh. *Shrugs* Ancient Egypt.

    OMG OCTAVIA! That girl is so sassy and goofy! I loved her sooooo much in this one, she is surprisingly insightful, and you give her the best dialogue! ❤ I love Kalvin's reaction to bro-sis love: "I THINK WE NEED TO GO FISHING." Hahahaha! Is that what your dad told you when there was something inappropriate going on in your child hood too? 😉

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    1. Aw! They missed you too! (Especially Octavia, FOR REASONS) 😉
      Who doesn’t love surprise helicopters?! Fun for the whole family right thar! 😀

      They really are weird as shit, but they mean well, and they’re so pretty! And right? What are you going to do about ancient people and their freaky ways? Bunch of free-lovin’ hippies, man.

      I’m not gonna lie, writing Octavia dialogue is one of my favourite things EVER, even if her own insightfulness confuses the crap out of her?
      Poor Kalvin, he’s having a rough go at life; no one told him he’d have to wrangle babs and keep little grills from seeing freaky incest sex up against gates and stuff. He’s doing the best he can!
      LOL, I sure did spend a lot of time fishing as a kid 😉

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  6. “Bolster” now has a new meaning for me. 😉 And the way we checked our breath when I was younger was by putting a hand in front of our mouth, blowing on the hand and sniffing. But Persephone’s way is more interesting.
    I loved Raet’s romance novel, and Khafre looks quite dashing as a legionnaire or Alexander the Great, or whoever he is. He can conquer my kingdom any time.
    So glad you’re writing this again!

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    1. Persephone probably doesn’t even know about the hand method! Gah, all that bolstering for nothing 😉
      At least she’s a very dedicated councilor!

      I had half a mind to keep Khafre in that roman get up, don’t get me wrong, he looks terrific with no shirt on, but there’s just *something* about a man in uniform! ❤

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  7. Sooo glad for a new chapter!! And I’ll post over on the forums because who knows? You might get new readers from keeping it active. I don’t expect a response over there though.

    You’re right. Lots to digest. Not sure how I feel about all of this nor your motives but I’m sure you have some reasons. I see mysterious plot clues being laid…(oh you see what I did there?) ;)😝😝😝🤡🤡🤡

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    1. Aw, I’ll definitely reply to your forum comments! There’s nothing scary in my old thread (hopefully?) 😉
      My motives! Now *there’s* a fun slash scary topic. 😀
      Rofl. Why yes, yes I do see what you did there; how do you *come* up with those?
      Fear not, the *ride* may be horrifying, but at some point, we’ll stop and let you *get off* (even if you toss your cookies afterward?)

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  8. I was all “yaaasssssss 😍😍😍” until Khaf turned it into a “fuck no”

    Meanwhile, poor us and how we later cursed the name “Galatea”. Do you really wanna emulate that, Raet? (Though engaging in the pussy eating that Gal really should have done with Daisy is extremely good)

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  9. Wow…. I had to step back and take a minute. Good advice. So brother and sister love….and sister brother queen love. Hmmmm…. alrighty then!

    Theynwill,all take care of each other! Lol…

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    1. Oh yeahhhh… PS, there’s um, a little incest here and there… O.O
      And they certainly will! It’s nothing but love up in here… allllll kinds of looooove 😀

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