Beauty of Thebes

Chapter 8: Kiss Me, Seduce Me

“Princess, I quite like you dearly. I think I’m growing fond of you. Now, come here, kiss me ‘till we lose ourselves.”

Though they’d already done everything, though she had already felt his touch, Eutostea was embarrassed. She approached his face, took a deep breath, and looked at his lips ready for plucking. His lips were dry but warm and opened slightly like a blooming flower.

And then… she crashed her lips to his.

Apollo groaned and held the back of her head, pushing her deeper towards him without shame, without care. For now, he was her world.

“Not enough, princess,” Apollo whispered, his tongue inside her. “Kiss me more until our lips burn.”

“God…”

“Princess, you must say my name instead. Don’t be vague. Now, come, touch me… touch me…”

A long kiss followed.

‘Pervert…’ Eutostea thought.

Pleasure invaded her body; she dug her fingernails on his back. Apollo chuckled and spread her legs. Eutostea could not believe this god’s libido. Flushed with embarrassment, she covered her secret garden.

Apollo laughed sweetly and pushed her hand away. “Princess, you’re beautiful down there. Don’t hide it, or are you seducing me? Is that it?”

“No!”

Apollo kissed her hand sweetly and gazed into her beautiful eyes, though to others they’d find it average.

“You’re beautiful.”

Eutostea could not see his face in the dark, yet she looked at him with mixed emotion.

Apollo placed her hand over her head and slowly, once more, penetrated inside her wet nectar.

She moaned and felt nigh pleasure.

***

The sun rose, an indication of the morning come. Eustostea‘s maidservants entered her quarters and brought in the new sheets that had been ironed overnight.

Upon entering, the maidservants screamed thoughtlessly. They found Eutostea lying on the floor rolled in the quilt like a dead mummy. Her dense black hair was strewn over the milky carpet like seaweed. She had beautiful skin but dark circles filled her eyes.

“Princess… did you not sleep? No, why are you on the floor…?”

One maidservant attempted to help their princess up.

“Wait a minute. Let me be on the floor for a moment.”

“Princess, what do you mean?”

Eutostea pressed her cheeks on the marble floor with tears falling in the corner of her eyes.

“My life is ruined,” Eutostea said softly. “You should take the time to enjoy this happy moment for now. And, you don’t need to clean my bedroom today.”

Then she stood up from the floor with a grim look. Death seemed to follow her like a shadow.

The maidservants were confused and looked at one another with confused eyes. But, still, they  left and closed the door behind them carefully.