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The door slams loudly shut, blocking the spacious chambers from view and silencing the remotely audible voices and quiet laughter. Headdresses and a few pieces of jewelry fall to the floor as the nightstand creaks from the sudden bump, and then again as a bowl of fruit finally tumbles down.
“Fuck... M-m-m-”
A hitched breath echoes off the high walls, growing increasingly noisy and ragged, interrupted only by the shamelessly wet sounds of kisses. It feels as if the air is quickly becoming too thin, and the room is thick with the heavy scent of the evening wind, saturated with something sandy, honeyed, and sweet.
The sun slid shamefully down the high walls, turning its rays away from the wide bed on which the pale body was pushed, and Seth's head almost hits the golden headboard, but he doesn't notice, protected just in time by the swarthy hand that covers the back of his head and gently strokes his hair, taking the blow in its stride.
Onto the soft sheets fall a usekh and a few chains, while dark hands roam greedily over pale skin, squeezing hungrily.
“They are waiting for you... Mh!”
A disgruntled groan is heard near his ear, and hot lips return to the sensitive spot behind it, causing him to blush and sending goosebumps down the man's body.
Honestly, it was hard to be the voice of reason and that's probably why all of Seth's resistance was to squeeze harder on the stiff black hair and expose more of the sensitive neck to the needy kisses.
“Isis will quickly notice your absence.”
“They entertain themselves just fine. The king is busy.”
Seth laughs hoarsely, feeling a slight shiver run down his spine at the other man's confidence. Fingertips slide along the sharp line of his jaw, and yet Seth allows himself another small weakness to peck the thin lips again and lick the bottom one, again engaging in a rather messy kiss.
The man chuckles contentedly as he feels the large body press him harder into the bed as he sucks a little on the other's tongue.
“Ha-a-a-a..”
When Horus pulls away, the focused gaze of blue eyes slides over the small string of saliva, and the younger god, almost without thinking, licks the plump lips some more, lightly sucking on the top one, making the man's lips flush red, beautifully matching the scattered long hair across the pillow.
The king smiles satisfied, nuzzling against the sharp collarbone again and summoning a cool breeze, driving it quite traitorously around the pale chest, making the pink nipples swell and harden, clearly demanding his attention.
Seth sighs almost painfully, clutching the stiff hair tighter with his fingers and using his other hand to close his eyes, throwing that one over his head.
“Fuck, I can't do this right now. You know damn well I have a meeting with the generals tonight…”
A slight vibration of a low, disgruntled hum travels down Seth's chest, and Horus licks the curve of his breasts.
“We'll be quick.”
“Liar. It's never just quick.”
Seth laughs, lifting his knee and feeling a very familiar heaviness near his thigh, while the other man's hands squeeze his hips almost pleadingly and his hot lips kiss even more eagerly.
“You're going to make a mess of me again!”
“I'll be careful!”
The older man sighs noisily, honestly trying very hard not to give in to his husband's caress and turns his head away, ignoring his own flushed face.
Fully aware of the azure eyes looking at him now, Seth stoically closes his own and frowns, but doesn't remove his hand from the back of the other man's head.
“Please?” Horus tilts his head sideways, trying to look into the red eyes, and then kisses his beloved cheek again. “I'll be good.”
The younger god trails kisses down the sensitive neck again, licking the Adam's apple, causing a slight shiver in the man. Dark-skinned fingers glide over the hard torso, outlining the protruding hip bones, causing his hips to jerk reflexively toward him, and Horus leans more into his lover's body.
His fingers slip around the waist and stroke the sensitive dimples of the man's lower back as he rubs his own thighs so sinfully against the raised knee, sure to leave a wet sensation on the exposed skin.
Horus presses his nose against the soft skin, pleadingly drawing in the pleasant scent that had been teasing him all day. Just like the few new simple pieces of jewelry he had given his husband just a couple of days ago, which Seth had accepted and shown so proudly to the others.
“Please... Please, just the tip? Just a little bit. Just for a couple of minutes, hm? I can do it all by myself.” The younger man whispers almost frantically, hardly thinking it through, lost in the feel of the precious skin on his lips.
Listening to the hitching breaths and barely audible moans held back by another man's hand on the plump lips, Horus licks near his navel, ready to bury his nose in the black fabric that clung so seductively to the soft thighs.
“Please, please... You'll feel so good, I promise. Daddy, please…”
The room abruptly falls silent.
Horus stiffens wide-eyed, feeling his own cheeks flush more and more.
Oh.
Oh fuck.
He fucked up.
It takes all his courage to slowly look up and notice the same surprised red eyes opposite.
“Ah- I'm- Sorry, I-”
Seth raises his eyebrows and suddenly interrupts him with a ringing laugh.
“Ha-ha-ha! You! You're a fucking pervert!”
Horus shamefully blushes only more, feeling his face burn mercilessly.
Seth grins, finally running his fingers through his hair and tucking it back, lowering his back onto the soft pillows. The corners of his plump lips stretch into... that mocking smirk.
“Come on. Why did you stop? Suddenly ashamed of your lechery?” The man bows his head, looking so... playfull. A little bossy... A small shiver runs through Horus. “Didn't you promise to be a good boy?”
The older god looks into the glistening eyes almost predatorily, his free hand running over the obviously hard cock under the black cloth, squeezing lightly. Horus lowers his gaze and swallows noisily, also watching intently as the pale legs spread apart and one knee rises, allowing the cloth to rise higher and higher.
“Your filthy tongue... Didn't you promise to make your daddy feel good, hmm?”
Swarthy palms sweat quickly and reflexively clutch the sheets as Horus closes his eyes for just a second, feeling his own cock twitch at the other's words and throb painfully.
“Look at yourself. And this shit turns you on, huh?” Seth laughs again, his foot pressing against the white fabric of the Horus' shendyt, wrapping his fingers around the head where a wet spot is forming, eliciting a convulsive exhale bordering on a groan. “How long have you been imagining this... acting all so cute.”
Horus swallows spastically, leaning down and continuing his trail of kisses beneath the other's navel, a trembling hand touching the knot of fabric and slowly untying it, letting the fabric finally slip down the pale thighs that -oh, so pretty- were becoming more and more pink.
A pale leg rests against his chest, forcing him to sit across from the man again. Seth smirks at the pleading look.
“You want your daddy so bad, hm? You have to make me feel good first... Convince me.” The man defiantly licks his index and middle fingers, sliding his hand along his body until he finally slides his hand down between his spread legs. His fingers pull the skin aside, revealing a pink and wet ring of muscle that twitches and contracts slightly. “Look at this mess because of your antics this morning... I'm still soft and wet. Because of you.”
Horus is almost ready to whine, feeling like he's been put on a short leash that clutches his neck and only allows him to breathe every once in a while.
“Please, can I...?”
“No dick. Just your hands and mouth.”
“Yes.”
“Yes...?”
“... Yes, Daddy.” Horus utters with a completely red face and shamefully downcast eyes, trying very hard not to cum untouched.
Seth grins, convulsively exhaling as the hot mouth covers his member and wide fingers move inside him. Horus covers his eyes, moving in sync and slowly at first, making the older man close his eyes too and hold his breath in anticipation, clenching greedily around the swarthy fingers.
Seth doesn't last first, giving in with his hips and resting his head on the soft pillows, letting his long hair tangle and stick to his damp skin. Horus takes this as a sign and speeds up his movements, his fingers quickly finding the most sensitive points, making the pale body practically dance in his hands, relaxing and making the soft thighs quiver and clench around his head. He closes his eyes, greedily inhaling the sweet-smelling scent of wine and some kind of spicy smoke from the hookah that Seth probably smoked during the day while talking to Anubis.
“Fuck, yeah... D-don't touch yourself. Your hands should only be o-on me, ugh-”
Horus only hums in response, sending light vibrations along the other man's cock, making the male body in his hands shudder too.
The lower part of his stomach was getting heavier and throbbing more and more, the tiresome white cloth sliding painfully over the sensitive tip, making him breathe harder and harder.
Seth barely opens his eyes, lowering his gaze and laughing hoarsely again.
“You... you're going to make our whole bed wet. Are you leaking that much for your daddy?”
The Supreme God whimpers pitifully, finally pulling away from the cock and looking up, ignoring the drool dripping down his chin:
“Please, can I put it in? Please, please, just a little-”
“No.”
“Mh... Just the tip, please-” Blurred blue eyes barely focus on anything but their beloved and Horus rests his damp forehead on the man's shoulder, rubbing the inside of the older god's thigh.
“Only the ti-”
Seth fails to finish speaking; he arches sharply and groans loudly, wrapping his legs tightly around the dark-skinned thighs and sinking his teeth into the broad shoulder, drawing blood.
The man was barely breathing, hoarsely responding:
“You... damn liar-ngh!”
The heat inside makes the pale body shake, and whitish drops slowly drip down his torso.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry…”
Horus whispers softly in his flushed ear, kissing the tender neck again, sucking lightly on the skin and licking up the salty droplets of sweat.
“Don't you dare to fucking cum immediately, understand?”
Seth exhales noisily, finally opening his eyes and warily looking straight into the blue ones, one hand gripping the swarthy chin and the other grabbing the other man's member in a tight ring, causing a pitiful whimper and a convulsive moan.
“Yeah, daddy's good boy, hm? You just wanted me so bad you couldn't help yourself, didn't you? Poor little thing.”
Horus convulsively pushes deeper, pulling out another short moan, clutching the narrow waist in his hands, surely leaving handprints.
“Contain yourself... My baby is so big, huh. Look at this.” Seth laughs hoarsely, touching the other's forehead with his own and leading the tips of his fingers down his stomach, then suddenly retracting them slightly and circling a small bump. “I can feel you down here…”
A droplet of sweat drips from the swarthy temple as the Supreme God stares intently at the tightened pale skin. Dark brown hands squeeze his waist tighter, pressing thumbs on the sides of his pelvic bones, eliciting a soft husky moan.
“I'm so sorry…”
“М?”
Seth squeals in surprise at being flipped onto his stomach and barely has time to lift his head when another man's arm wraps around his neck and hot chest presses against his back. Wide fingers dig into pale thighs, lifting them and then wrapping around the man's body across his belly where the older god had just teased him with a noticeable bump.
Horus swallows noisily, whispering right next to his pinkened ear:
“I love you so much... I'm going to make daddy cum. I'm the only one who can do it to you.”
“I- Huh!”
From the high walls, a light echo of ragged male moans and the shamelessly wet slaps of skin against skin begins to bounce, growing faster and harder
Pale thighs tremble and slide against the white sheets, unable to hold the man's body, and only the king's palm pressed firmly to his stomach keeps him in place, sending waves of heat through him.
Seth sinks into Horus' hand, periodically biting down almost hard enough to draw blood and licking barely consciously, nuzzling closer. His lengthening claws occasionally catch on the pillows or dig into the other man's elbow as his unfocused gaze barely registers anything beyond the pleasurable friction within him and the shivers racing up his spine.
“Ha-ah, fuck! Yeah, h-here, good... So good- ngh!”
“I love you…”
“I love- Agh!”
The man arched sharply on the bed, gasping for air, and a thin string of saliva dripping onto the already dirty sheets.
Seth digs his claws into the thick, dark thighs behind him, not allowing Horus to pull away and pressing his heavy body into himself harder, feeling his insides almost burn as they are filled to the brim. He breathes heavily, resting his head on Horus' hand, feeling tears drying in the corners of his eyes and stars dancing in front of him, blinding for a while. He listens to the heavy, hitched breathing somewhere near his ear and finally relaxes into the strong arms of his man.
It takes a little more time before the older man can finally get his brain into something functional and hoarsely whispers:
“Love you too... But ‘just the tip’, my ass!”
Horus nearby laughs softly, brushing the wet red hair away from the other's face and intertwining his fingers with Seth's free hand, kissing somewhere on the temple.
“I'm sorry, love.”
“‘I'll be careful.’” Seth snorts, squeezing the swarthy hand in his own a little.
“I'll just reschedule your meeting.” The king grins just as playfully, closing his eyes and continuing to kiss the flushed cheek.
“Fuck no! I'll never have it like this-”
The man doesn't have time to finish, receiving a gentle and loving kiss right on the lips, almost forgetting the topic of conversation in the process.
Seth exhales noisily, opening his eyes tiredly and focusing his gaze with effort on the handsome face. A smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.
”And yet... ‘Daddy’? How long have you been into this and why? Is it because Anubis is staying with us today- Ngh!”
Probably should reschedule the meeting after all.