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Lap Dance	By : tehuti88 Category: Fairy Tales, Fables, Folklore, Legends, and Myth > Myths Views: 5476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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AFF STORY CODES/CONTENT WARNINGS: Complete, HJ, M/F, OC, Oneshot, Voy, Other (sexual activity w/ no humans involved)
STORYLINE CODE: H (set in the Horus/Kemet storyline)
TAKES PLACE DURING (specific story): NA
PAIRING: Sokar/Selket (M/F)
EXPLANATION: "Payment," the first scene with Egyptian deities Sokar and Selket, explains how the two of them ended up paired together, so I suggest you at least check it out for info. This scene here was just meant to be mindless fun with the two of them having fun of their own going at it. Or something. Whatever. Why is Upuat present here, you may ask?--this scene takes place in a time period not long after the events outlined in my non-erotic story "Escape" (see "Role Reversal" for more info), during which Upuat has been sent to Sokar's palace for "training" to reenter the normal world. (Yah, for some reason they thought Sokar was the best person to resituate him. Whatever, I know.) Needless to say, Sokar isn't too thrilled with the arrangement, especially considering that, according to the novel Horus, Upuat howls in his sleep. "The Rivals" is the last (so far) scene written with these two; the "It was all a dream!" scene "Unreal" has these two, plus Upuat!
PERSONAL DISCLAIMERS: Beware wandering POV. I'm not sure Upuat would be the voyeur type, even if he doesn't really get off on it and is just curious. Oh well. Somebody needed to watch them going at it.
This scene is from circa 2003, so some details and the writing style may be out of date.

Lap Dance

Selket draped her arms over Sokar's shoulders and smiled at him; he touched her sides and backed her to a chair standing next to a chest, setting her down. He sat down to join her and she teasingly lifted one leg.

"Trying to find out what's underneath?" she asked, still with her sly smile. Sokar smiled back and kissed her.
"I've already found out. Many times."
"True, but each time is just like new, isn't it?" Her shoulders shook as she laughed silently; he kissed her again, pushing up her dress as his hands ran slowly up her thighs. Selket wriggled back slightly on the padded chair, bending both legs up sharply so she was bared for him. Sokar dropped his eyes briefly and she could sense the distinct increase in his excitement, even if the change in his breathing was only minimal. They were always that way. She grinned and traced her fingers down his arms, swaying side to side invitingly.
"Come on, Lord Sokar," she teased. "I showed you what's underneath. You show me."
He didn't have to show her; he moved forward with his own legs spread and his feet upon the floor. Selket reached underneath his kilt, undoing his loincloth and stroking his member, hard and engorged, guiding him toward her. He moved closer again and pushed fully inside; Selket laughed silently again and shivered with delight. Sokar was well built, just right for what she wanted; and Sokar enjoyed her as well, how she wrapped around him snug and warm without being too tight. He dropped his head forward to kiss her on the mouth, on the neck as he reached down to seize her buttocks, feeling her shiver again and wrap her arms around him. Their mouths devoured one another hungrily.
Upuat was unable to sleep. The nightmares were bothering him enough so that he didn't even wish to close his eyes lest he should see something horrible there. He paced down the dark halls until he found himself passing Sokar's rooms, and saw a light burning inside. He paused and cocked his head, listening. Sokar was usually asleep by now; yet he could occasionally hear coming from the room a soft laugh or murmur. He could make out two distinct voices.
He moved toward the door silently and peered inside. A single lamp was lit, sitting on a chest off to the left; beside it stood a heavy padded chair on which sat two figures. Upuat could make out Selket and Sokar almost immediately. He could barely make out their features because of the lamp burning behind them, but occasionally his sharp eyes would allow him a glimpse of one smiling at the other. At first he was puzzled by the way that they sat; it hardly seemed comfortable. Selket sat with her legs drawn up sharply at her sides, her knees almost at her elbows; Sokar faced her, sitting so close that they touched. He moved once, as if to resituate himself, grinned at Selket, and murmured something that Upuat couldn't make out. Selket replied and gave a soft laugh as soon as he moved again, the same slight motion. Yet he didn't stand up.
Upuat puzzled over this for a moment before squinting, trying to figure out what was going on. He gradually started to understand. Sokar was holding Selket in back, as if either supporting her or keeping her close; though she still wore her dress, and he his kilt, they were both pushed up, although his kilt still draped down enough to cover anything that might show. Selket was bared up to her lower belly. When Sokar moved, paused, and moved again, this time Upuat could tell that he wasn't only touching Selket, he was inside her; he pressed forward in a deep thrust, relaxed, and thrust again. At one point Selket gasped and arched into him, and Sokar responded, growling softly in his throat. The two of them were coupling.
Upuat paused and wondered whether it was a good idea or not that he should see this. As for what they were doing, how they were doing it, he didn't really care; though the position did strike him as being an awkward one. Selket and Sokar didn't seem to mind that, though, Sokar's hips still pushing slowly beneath his kilt. Selket giggled and broke off in another gasp, clutching at him; she let out a low moan. Upuat could tell that was a sign she was coming close; apparently Sokar could tell too, as immediately Upuat noticed him begin to swivel his hips faster, grasping Selket tighter to him as he increased the speed of his thrusts. Neither of them talked now, though Selket was nearly panting, her head thrown back, and Sokar's breath was labored as he concentrated on his coming orgasm. Upuat pulled away from the door then, his curiosity about what was going on satisfied, and turned to head back to his own rooms.
Sokar's fingers sank into Selket's soft flesh. He hoped dimly that he didn't bruise her; through slitted eyes he noticed how her chest heaved beneath the tight top of her dress, her breasts rising and falling. He preferred when she wore the dress that allowed them to hang free, though such attire was frowned upon in social situations, and he supposed that she hadn't had any time to change before coming to him.
And now she did come, gasping and arching suddenly, pulling her legs in, growing tight. Sokar felt the sudden pressure all around him, squeezing, bringing on his own climax; he cut off a gasp as well and hurried to thrust deep into her in order to release himself, feeling now the deep, body-filling satisfaction of his seed spurting from his body into hers. He tried not to shiver as she did when he pulled out, his hardness dying. Selket let out her breath and draped her arms over his shoulders as she had before, offering him a lazy smile, her skin glowing with a faint sheen in the lamplight. Sokar found the look striking. He stood and lifted her up into his arms--she was quite light, compared to him--and carried her over to his bed. She quivered with silent laughter, clinging to him. He laid her down on her back and pressed against her, giving her a deep kiss as he gently pulled down the shoulderstraps on her dress. This time, he thought, as soon as he was ready, they would do it the right way.
Selket, giggling and shirking off her dress and reaching beneath his kilt again, apparently agreed.

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