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The Cursed Mirror | DontxBlinkk et Kathria

Sebek seemed to tense as the woman began to draw the small circles on his back, but as she continue, he relaxed in return, only to break the kiss again moments later. The red colour had returned to her cheeks, which drew a smile to the man's lips that he wasn't planning on hiding this time around. Instead of going in for another kiss, the man decided to give her lips a break and instead dipped in for her neck, placing pecks and sweet caresses on her the skin there. With each touch, his hand inched further away from the woman's backside, creeping up her back, onto her hip and finally sliding his thumb around to her stomach. He paused there, giving his other arm a chance to shift, properly holding himself up off the bed, in favour of continuing to shower the woman with kisses, making his way around to her throat for a short second then to her shoulder and collar bone.

The prince's hand gently rubbed a circle into her skin a few times, giving him a chance to concentrate on the texture of her skin, how it seemed to be just what he imagined her skin to feel like, and more importantly, plot out his next move. There was still so much of her that was undiscovered, laying open in front of him and so much time to explore her. He would have to take his time so he didn't spoil himself, or her, all at once. Sebek wanted to take her already but his self control was getting the better of him, demanding that he wait until the best time to do so, even if it ended up being later in the day. Rushing everything now wouldn't be much fun. But that wasn't going to stop him. There was a marathon between start and 'spoil' and he wasn't even mid way yet.

His hand continued up her body, pausing every few inches to feel a new part of her, retrace his steps or simply linger and enjoy the feeling. Sebek paused each moment at one point from hand to head, although he didn't remove his connection with her. Instead he strengthened it. In one quick sweep, he took his lower hand, slid it down between the woman's legs to open them wide enough for him to slide himself between them, only to return to her shoulders when he had comfortably placed himself. There was still cloth between them, but not much, and soon enough it wouldn't matter what was there; Annette would be able to feel him.
 
It was odd that he tensed when she made small circles on his skin, but over a short amount of time he relaxed to it. As quickly as he relaxed to her soft touches he broke from the kiss and caused Annette to open her golden hues to gaze at him. Annette's face turned a brighter shade of red when her eyes caught focus on the smile that sat upon the prince's face. Annette was embarrassed and his smug look of satisfaction was not helping her embarrassment go down. She started to wiggle, to move, but his lips found their way to her flesh and caused Annette to freeze in place. The kisses were soft, delicate and they captured Annette's attention. His hand sliding across her flesh made her gasp and tense figuring his fingers might go to grab something else. Instead they stopped on her stomach to play with the skin there and Annette released a sigh as the prince continued to trail his kisses along her flesh. The feeling of his lips touching her throat made her shiver, her neck being sensitive, before she relaxed when he moved to her shoulder and collar bone.

Ah, then Sebek's hand mimicked what her fingers had done on her back. It tickled and caused Annette to shift under him. He was silent as he did this and she knew he was thinking of what to do but she wondered what exactly was he planning. Annette didn't think she would ever know with how long the silence seemed to last.

Then his hand started to move again, pausing every few seconds to get a feel and cause Annette to wiggle. She held her breath every time his hand inched a little closer to her exposed breast, but he stopped and retraced the steps his hand had already taken given her time to breath. Then his hand moved under her legs and opened them. Annette was caught off guard, yet again...he seemed to be good at being able to do that with her, and she had no time to fight the motion. Though, her body wasn't really wanting to fight as much as the back of her head was screaming at her. Annette's eyes opened wide when he moved to position himself between her legs. Still his lips were on her shoulders and she tried to relax, he had cloth there, enough to cover him right? At least that's what Annette was trying to tell herself to try to calm herself down. She was naked. Laying on her back. Breasts exposed, legs spread. Her belly button pieced with jewelry hanging out of it, and her snatch was hairless. To anyone just looking at her she would have seemed like she had been with plenty men, but Annette knew in the back of her head that was not the case. There were reasons she did things. Like shaving herself down there, hair down there was just gross. Piercing on her belly button? She thought it was cute. She hadn't expected to be naked in front of a man and let him see her like this, though she knew he was enjoying it when she could start to feel him growing against her. She meeped, embarrassed. They hadn't been really touching, just kissing, but he was more than getting aroused. Annette, in her own way, was aroused as well, though she wouldn't admit it. Her body was better at showing it than she was at admitting it. Annette's legs grazed his sides as she bit onto her bottom lip, uncertain with what she should really do. She wasn't used to this sort of thing. She wasn't even sure she was ready, well her body was but mentally she didn't know. He was a prince of Egypt, not some normal modern day guy and there were...Annette just didn't really want to think about it.
 
With the sound of the 'meep', Sebek paused, his lips already pressed against her skin. He smiled and let out a light chuckle before pulling back just enough to take a look at Annette once again. "Hm?" he softly hummed, leaning over her for a minute before he continued, taking a chance to peck her lips. Out of all of her he had explored so far, her lips had to be one of his favourite spots to place his own against. Soft, plump, a perfect shade of pink; not to mention they responded nicely to what he had been doing with them. If only the rest of her would respond the same way. Speaking of which...

Once he was sure she would be distracted again, captured by his lips, his roaming hand began to move again, finally reaching her chest. Gently, he cupped the mound of soft flesh, getting a good feel of it in his hand, his fingers lingering lightly around it before he chose to move towards a better target. His thumb lightly rubbed the soft bud on her breast as he broke the kiss to get a good look at her response to what he was doing. It was nothing special compared to what he could have done, but if he moved too fast the prince ran a risk of frightening the woman away, which wouldn't be helpful for either of them. But at the same time, Sebek was more than ready to continue, wither or not Annette was as well. He made that known with another kiss and a light nudge against the woman, humming lightly with a light passion behind it.
 
Annette's face turned a brighter red when he paused and chuckled at her. He was laughing at her and it was frustrating her. She glared at him a bit when he pulled back to look at her before he hummed softly. There was that soft smile on his face, his pleased expression. She huffed in response, nothing really to say to comment. Then his lips returned to hers, a soft peck at first and Annette was fine with that. Anything to distract her from him chuckling at her and she pressed her lips back against his, her arms wrapping loosely around the nape of his neck.

She was distracted, his lips were good at that, but she could still feel his hand roaming ever so slightly. Closer and closer it inched to her chest and Annette tried to relax, tried not to tense, but she still did. Finally, after only a few seconds, his hand found one of her breasts. Annette tensed, but there was no real need to, he was being gentle with it only cupping it. The feeling of his thumb rubbing against her hard nipple made her shiver with delight but she bit into her bottom lip when he broke from the kiss to look at her. He seemed to like doing that, seeing her embarrassed expression below him. She was wondering how long he was just going to sit there staring at her expression. Maybe she should have said something? She really didn't want to, but she didn't need to. His lips quickly founds hers again and Annette sighed as she pressed her lips back against him. The nudge, she felt it and wrapped one of her legs around his. He was going to continue, she knew that, but for right now she was fine with it. Later, perhaps, she would not be so pleased with her decision.
 
Without much response, Sebek had a hard time figuring the woman out. Most of her age and in her position, both working and present, would be grabbing the prince, pulling him closer in what could be described as a more passionate embrace and taking full advantage of their situation. To have a prince on top of them like this one was would be a treat to most. She claimed to be a commoner yet she wasn't acting like his normally act. Perhaps she had done this with another man of his position before?

Sebek didn't have long to think it over, figuring he would have plenty of time later on to solve that mystery. So far, she was giving him full permission to push on and that was just what the man was planning to do. Abandoning the woman's chest, he slid his hand down again, avoiding much of her skin other than to keep the contact. He had a goal, which he soon found between her legs. With a slight separation of their bodies, the prince pressed his fingers lightly against her, daring to enter her if she didn't speak up.
 
He seemed hesitant. Like he was wondering if she had done this before and with whom, but Annette knew otherwise. Still she kept quiet. She was acting like a normal person would be if a prince was touching them in this time frame. She knew he spotted something in her awkwardness, but he seemed to push his thoughts aside as he continued. Annette wondered what his expression might be like when he found out why she was being so awkward if she let him continue...Somehow, she really looked forward to seeing his expression.

His hand left her chest and Annette tensed as it began to slide, to wonder lower and lower. She fear and anticipated where it would land as she nudged her lips against his. It was exciting and in the same sense she knew she was frightened. Then she felt it, his hand, his fingers touching her slit and he pressed them forward without entering. She gasped a bit. She should say something, at least that's what he mind had been screaming at her, but Annette had dimmed the voice down and letting her bodies' wants taken over. She didn't speak up to tell him to stop instead she let out a soft hum as if she was waiting while her teeth found his bottom lip and nibbled on it.
 
That hum seemed to trigger something else inside of him, something that he couldn't stop. Sebek pulled his body back long enough to remove his last bit of clothing, lightly dropping it onto the ground before returning to the space he had abandoned over his servant. His lips pressed against hers, claiming them for his own once again as his hand returned to the spot between her legs, nudging against her once again. He continued to distract Annette with his lips, doing what he could to keep her thoughts away from his travelling fingers. Carefully, he pushed a finger against the woman, breaking through into her small form.
 
Annette released him as he pulled back. She moved to sit up a bit, only to find Sebek removing the last piece of clothing he had. It didn't take him long to close the space and place himself where he had been only second before. His lips easily sought out hers and Annette grinned giggling against them as she kissed him back. Annette wrapped her arms back against his neck as his fingers found her slit again. She tensed and tried her best to relax as his lips distracted her. He seemed to be good at that, knowing what he wanted and knowing how to get it. For right now, Annette didn't seem to mind though. When his finger pushed and slide inside she shivered and she tried her best to relax. Her pussy gripped his finger tightly and the little bit of wetness she had gained coated his finger.
 
The prince didn't give Annette much of a chance to adjust to his touches, inching forward as his finger began to move, carefully stretching her open. A second finger soon joined the first, working her pussy apart in a smooth, familiar motion. His actions had been repeated in the past but for once, the woman here wasn't giving herself up to him. Well, now she was, but earlier she seemed to be fighting him in her own oddly shy way. Sebek couldn't say he was enjoying it but she wasn't putting up a fight now. That was beginning to bother him.

He broke their kiss in favour of muttering against her lips. He didn't much care what she looked like at that point, just that she was going to do something with him. After all, nearly every woman who slept in that bed wound up beneath him at some point. "Work with me a bit," he softly muttered, ready to beg the woman to give him some sign, some response... He could enjoy this, yes, but then he'd be skipping much of this beginning work. Something told him his new servant wouldn't enjoy that as much. Sebek tried to make it enjoyable for his partner, when they gave him clues of what he needed to do.
 
Annette tensed we he began to move his finger. It was defiantly a lot different than using her own fingers, it felt better in it's own way knowing she couldn't make him stop unless he wanted to. It made her shiver at the thought and Annette was trying to push back other thoughts. Thoughts about her morals. Morals that didn't belong in this time frame that were nipping at her heels and bothering her. She was trying to get into it, to force her self further away from those thoughts but it was getting hard. It was only when the second finger pushed inside of her that she gasped and moaned unable to keep herself quiet.

The kiss was broken and Annette's eyes opened to his face. It was shadows mostly from being so close to her own and she listened as he muttered against her lips. Annette paused, a bit unable to think of what to do, but she grinned against his lips. She moved a hand placing it on his chest before sliding it down his stomach. If she was listening to any thoughts in her head she might have stopped, but for once she wanted to push herself further. Anything right now to relieve her tension would be good, and she moved her hand further down past his belly button before reaching his manhood. Annette grasped him. She held him for a moment before rubbing her lips against his and moving her hand slowly against him, stroking him. It was awkward to her, touching him like that and trying to be more seductive, but she tried her best.
 
It didn't take long after Annette's touch for Sebek to curl his fingers lightly, rubbing them softly inside of her. With a slight, gentle stretch from his fingers, the man broke the contact between their lips once again. He lingered for a moment before turning his attention to the woman's neck, lightly licking before sucking at the soft skin left open to his touches. With each stroke of her hand, Sebek came closer to her body, still sliding his fingers into the woman beneath him. It didn't take long for him to remove them, sliding smoothly away from Annette's hand. He took the chance to get another look at the woman, his eyes trailing over her face, picking up her expression and features as the sun began to shine into the room. It was still low, giving the two plenty of time to do as they pleased before the day really had to begin.

The prince wasn't looking at it that way though. He was going to take his time, doing what he wanted before he bothered to get out of bed. Giving her one final kiss on her lips, Sebek closed the gap between their bodies, dropping to his elbows just before guiding himself into Annette with another soft him. He took his time pushing into her, stopping once his hips met hers to give her a chance to adjust before he began to slowly trust his hips against her.
 
Annette's lips parted with moans as he curled and rubbed inside of her. Her legs bents and she squirmed. Annette huffed when he broke the kiss only to find his lips go straight for her neck. She stretched out her neck for him giving him more room to work. She had not been expecting her bold move of just barely stroking him, touching him a couple times to spark him into action this much. However, the prince had seemed to reacted, to enjoy her affections and wanted more from her than Annette had been wanting or expecting to give at that moment. Annette's eyes snapped opened when he pulled away, his lips his hands. Her face turned bright red when he choose to look at her and she propped herself up to gulp a bit and look back at him.

She smiled when he kissed her and fell on her back when he dropped on his elbows. Annette's hands went to his arms. She was just touching his arms when he pressed against her folds and he started to...press inside of her slowly at first. He penetrated her and forced himself all the way inside breaking her hymen and causing her to tense in surprise at the feel of the intrusion. Annette titled her head back slightly sighing as she shifted, not really used to this feeling as pressed his hips against her own. She gulped a bit when he just rested his own against hers for a while and..let her adjust to the feeling of him inside of her. It was awkward, the silence, the feeling of their bodies connected. Then when Annette was just starting to relax he started to move, slowly, in and out and she bit on her bottom lip brows furrowing as she looked at him moaning softly.
 
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