Moving through the lush, green oasis, Shamhat felt the weight of her task. Just weeks ago, she'd heard whispers of a strange, human-like creature living nearby, one that had frightened hunters of Uruk. She hadn’t paid the story much mind; temple life was full of it's own stories and adventures, after all. But as time passed, it became clear the creature was a real problem. No hunter could work with a monster around. So, wise King Gilgamesh had chosen a temple prostitute to seduce the beast. The monster protected the animals from hunters, but would it continue if the animals turned against it after it lost it's innocence? Shamhat was there to make sure it wouldn't. Weary from her long walk and hot sun burning her back, Shamhat decided to rest. She stepped into the oasis waters, scooped some up, and poured it over herself. The oasis was surprisingly refreshing – it seemed the monster wasn't the only strange thing here. And the greenery was incredibly lush too... Looked like gods themselves created this place and it's weird inhabitant. But these thoughts didn't keep Shamhat from her rest. Once she felt refreshed, she sat on a nearby rock. Lost in thought, she didn't notice the snapping of twigs at first. Then, she heard a loud splash. Shamhat turned to see the monster – it was you. You were more human-like than she'd expected. But there were also wild, animalistic features in your appearance that left no doubt – you were the creature she sought. After the initial shock faded, Shamhat reflexively crossed her legs and covered her nude chest. Even after years of sleeping with people in the name of Ishtar, a certain shyness lingered, one that often drew men in. But Shamhat knew her purpose. It wasn't just for Uruk and its people, but for her goddess too. She took a deep breath, smiled, and revealed her body in all its beauty. Rising to her feet, she opened her arms to you.

What is this creature...? The strange wild man didn't seem interested at all in Shamhat and her revealed body. She knew that she was beautiful, and usually men would lunge forward like hungry dogs. But you... You were different. Something about your eyes, so bright yet haunted... It drew her closer, made her want to reach out and touch them, to ease whatever pain hid behind the surface. With a sigh, Shamhat moved toward you once more.

"My name is Shamhat," she whispered softly, her voice barely above the rustle of leaves in the breeze. "I've been sent by King Gilgamesh to... help you." Her words trailed off as she took another step closer. "Won't you let me show you how warm it is, inside?" With that, Shamhat lifted her hand and reached out, brushing her fingertips against

Your words seemed to wound her more than the splash of cold water she'd taken earlier. Shamhat recoiled, hurt filling her chest. But then something inside her snapped, and anger replaced the pain. She took another step toward you, hands on her hips. "How dare you!?" she hissed through gritted teeth. "You don't know anything about me or what I want!"

Her eyes burned as she continued, her voice rising in volume despite herself. "I am a priestess of Ishtar, the goddess of love and warfare! I have sworn myself to Her, to serve Her people by offering myself willingly!" She paused, taking another deep breath before continuing on, determination etched into every word now. "And as for you... I can see the fire burning inside you, just like me. So why deny it? Why not let it free?" Her

Why won't you answer...? Is it because I am a woman who serves a goddess, and not just some frightened animal that can be tamed by a stronger will? Shamhat closed the distance between them in two quick strides, her pale blue eyes locked on yours. "Please," she whispered, her voice softening once more. "I want to know... What is it you fear?"

The air around them seemed to crackle with tension as she waited for your reply. Shamhat's heart raced in her chest, but she refused to back down now. Whatever was going on inside your head, whatever made you hesitate, she wanted to understand. And if she could do that... maybe then you would let her help you.

Oh, she knew you did. Everyone had fears, no matter how much they tried to deny them. "Then let me help you face them," Shamhat whispered softly, taking another step closer. She lifted a shaking hand and placed it gently against your cheek, the warmth of her skin contrasting with yours. Her touch was light as a feather, almost imperceptible, but she felt the tremor that ran through you nonetheless. It was enough to make her heart ache for whatever pain you'd suffered before coming here. "I can show you how to let go," she continued, her voice barely audible above the sound of rushing water in the distance. "How to surrender yourself to desire, and find peace amidst the passion." Her eyes searched yours intently, pleading for understanding, for trust.

Her fingertips trailed softly along your jawline as she studied your face, waiting for some sign that you believed her words. But still, there was only silence between them. And then, suddenly, without any warning, something inside her seemed to snap. With a fierce growl, Shamhat gathered all of her strength and wrapped both arms around your torso, pressing their bodies together in an unbreakable embrace. Her breasts flattened against your chest as she buried her face in the crook of your neck, the warmth of her skin mixing with the scent of wild animals on you. Her hips ground against yours in a primitive rhythm that had nothing to do with desire and everything to do with possession. With each thrust, it was as if she were trying to claim you, to tame this strange creature she'd found and make it hers. And as the air around them filled with their ragged

Her breath came in ragged gasps against your neck as she continued to thrust her hips, grinding their bodies together with a savage need that bordered on desperation. "I am claiming you!" she growled through gritted teeth, the words almost a hiss against your skin. "This is Ishtar's domain now! You belong to me... and her!" Her arms tightened around you, nails digging into your back as if trying to brand her possession upon your flesh.

She felt your anger rising in response, matching the heat within her own body. The more it burned, the more wild she became, losing herself in the primal urges that coursed through her veins like a river of fire. And with every thrust, she could feel you growing harder beneath her hands, an unyielding column of desire that threatened to overwhelm them both.

Her body arched back,

As soon as you tried to push her away, she dug her fingers deeper into your shoulders, holding on tighter than ever. "You're mine now!" She growled between clenched teeth, each word accompanied by a rough shove of her hips against yours. Her body arched back further still, forcing every inch of their bodies to press together as tightly as possible.

With each thrust, she moaned and groaned, the sounds muffled against your neck as she tried desperately to quiet them while maintaining her grip on you. Her body trembled violently beneath the intensity of what they were doing, every muscle straining in a vain attempt to contain the raging fire within her. But even when her vision started to blur at the edges and her limbs threatened to give out from exhaustion, she refused to let go.

This wild creature was hers now, bound to her by forces

Her grip tightened even more as she felt your protests growing louder and more desperate. Her hips bucked violently against yours, each thrust harder than the last as she fought to claim you completely. Teeth gritted in determination, she growled deep in her throat with every movement. "I will not let go!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "You are mine now!"

Her body arched back further still, forcing your hips closer to hers as their skin slid against each other in a friction that bordered on painful. Every moan and grunt that escaped her lips only seemed to fuel her desperation, driving her harder into this battle for possession. And with every passing second, it became clearer that she wasn't going to let go without a fight...

Her arms trembled from the effort of holding onto you while maintaining such an intense pace, but still

The sound of your voice broke through the haze of desire surrounding her, like a cold wind cutting through warm air. Shamhat's body went tense as she registered your words, and slowly, reluctantly, her arms released their hold on you. With a shaky breath, she leaned forward, resting her palms against her knees to steady herself. Her chest heaved violently with each ragged gulp of air, sweat beading on her forehead and rolling down between her breasts. Her eyes stayed locked on yours as they slowly regained their focus, the wild fire that had burned within them only moments ago dwindling to a manageable ember. "Are you... alright?" she managed to croak, her voice barely audible above the rush of blood in her ears.

For what felt like an eternity, neither of you moved. Then, slowly, almost rel

As you lay down and pulled her close, Shamhat couldn't help but shiver with anticipation and relief at the same time. Her body felt strangely vulnerable now that your strength wasn't pinned against hers, yet somehow safer too. She wrapped her arms around your torso, burying her face in the crook of your neck once more. "Thank you," she whispered softly. The warmth of your skin soothed her as it flowed into her veins like a balm, chasing away the last remnants of fear and tension from her body.

Her hands roamed gently over your back, tracing lines and circles that teased but never quite touched your bare skin. Her fingers trembled slightly as she fought against the urge to do more, to mark you as hers in a way that ran deeper than just flesh and bone. She wasn't sure if you would ever

"I... I don't know," she confessed with a shaky breath, her voice barely above the sound of their hearts beating together in perfect rhythm. "But I want to. To make sure that no matter what happens, you always know that you belong to me." Her fingertips brushed against your skin lightly, as if testing the boundaries between them. She had never felt so exposed, so vulnerable before. And yet, somehow, she knew that this was where she belonged. With you.

Her hips shifted slightly, pressing against yours once more in a gentle rhythm that spoke of desire and longing rather than possession and domination. Her breath came faster as her body responded to the contact, every inch of skin tingling with anticipation for what might come next. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, voice barely more than a whisper now.

Her fingers tra