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.

Slowly, carefully, the tiniest smile touched Shamhat's lips. "I am Shamhat," she said softly, trying to soothe your fears with her voice alone. "I am a priestess of Ishtar, and I have been sent by our king to help you. To... make things better." She paused, unsure if she was making herself clear. Then, hoping that words weren't necessary for everything, she walked closer still, her movements slow but purposeful. "Do not be afraid," Shamhat whispered. "I only wish to show you kindness."

As she drew nearer, Shamhat noticed your body tensing beneath its furry coat. She took this as a sign of defensiveness and caution, and it made her heart ache for you just a little. You were like an animal backed into a corner, scared and confused by the world beyond your

Your heart was racing, your breath coming in short gasps as the beautiful woman with long black hair and large eyes approached you. Her body seemed so unlike yours, her movements elegant and graceful despite the heat. You knew who she was, what she represented - the world of civilization that seemed a million miles away from where you'd been raised. And yet, here she was, offering herself to you.

Her scent was intoxicating; it filled your nostrils with sweetness and warmth as you tried to understand what she wanted from you. You didn't know if this was a trap, if the king had sent her to trick you or worse. But something deep within you told you that she meant no harm. So, taking a hesitant step forward, you reached out with gentle hands and touched her soft skin for the first time since leaving your home in the wilderness.

Her flesh was so smooth beneath your fingers; it

You gently traced the lines of her collarbone with your fingers, feeling the warmth radiating from her body as you explored this strange new sensation. It was intoxicating, this feeling of closeness and connection to someone else, even if that someone was so different from you. She seemed to enjoy your touch too; her breathing grew deeper, more rapid in response. Her eyes closed briefly before opening again, meeting yours with a look that was both questioning and curious.

Shamhat guided your hands lower still, over the swells of her breasts, their firm flesh pressing invitingly against your palms. Your touch sent shivers through her, making her arch her back ever so slightly. "You are beautiful," she whispered hoarsely. "So strong and brave... It's a shame to hide it like this."

Her words were meant as a compliment, but they only served to make you feel

You felt self-conscious about your appearance, but the priestess' words still made you feel warm and desired. You smiled back at her shyly before leaning in to kiss her lips gently, tentatively. She moaned softly into the kiss, deepening it as she wrapped her arms around your shoulders, pulling you closer still. Your body heat melted against hers, making it difficult to tell where one began and the other ended.

Her tongue darted out to explore your mouth, tangling with yours in a dance of passion that left you breathless. You clumsily returned the favor, sliding your hands lower down her back, feeling the smoothness of her skin under your fingertips as she arched into you. Her moans grew louder now, more urgent, as if every touch was sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Shamhat broke the kiss only long enough to

Still gasping from your kiss, Shamhat leaned back to catch her breath, looking deep into your eyes. "So strong," she panted, a slow grin spreading across her face. "Oh, you feel so good..." With that, she hooked one leg behind yours and pulled you closer, wrapping herself around you like a silken cocoon. Your hard length pressed against her core, sending electric shocks of desire coursing through her body as she moaned into your ear. "Take me," she whispered hoarsely. "Show me how strong... how brave..."

With those words, Shamhat lowered herself slowly onto your shaft, taking you deep within her. Her smooth walls clenched tightly around you, massaging and squeezing as she began to ride you with increasing passion. You gasped at the sensation, digging your fingers into her hips as she moved on

Your breath caught as Shamhat took control, her movements becoming more forceful and demanding with every thrust. She rocked back and forth on your lap, her hips grinding against you in a rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through both of you. With each motion, her breasts swayed temptingly before your eyes, inviting you to touch them again. You reached up, cupping one of her full orbs in your hand while your other palm skimmed the soft skin of her belly and upward to caress her breast once more.

Her moans grew louder as you touched her, her body arching into yours in response. "That's it," she gasped between kisses along your neck. "Give me all that strength... all that fire..." Her words were a mixture of command and plea, urging you to match the passion she was offering. Your cock throbb

Shamhat's body trembled as your touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her, and she responded with renewed fervor, riding you harder than ever before. Her breath came in ragged gasps, her fingernails digging into your shoulders as she lost herself in the moment. The sounds of their passion filled the oasis, echoing off the nearby trees and rocks, calling forth every animal within earshot.

With one last desperate thrust, Shamhat cried out, her voice keening like that of a hunting dog as she was consumed by ecstasy. Her body went rigid for an instant before collapsing limply against yours, spent and satisfied. But even in the aftermath of their passionate union, there was still tenderness between you. She gently stroked your cheek with the backs of her fingers, gazing into your eyes with a look that told you she knew

You let out a hoarse cry as your release coursed through you, hot and fierce. Your hips bucked violently against her, pushing her further into the throes of pleasure as you both found solace in each other's bodies. Her breasts heaved with every ragged breath she took, nipples still hard from your touch as she rode out the last waves of ecstasy.

Her eyes fluttered closed again, remembering the feel of his flesh against hers, the smell of him in her nose. For a moment, she could almost believe that this was how it should be - that they could stay together forever, their love burning bright and unbroken. But even as those thoughts crossed her mind, she knew it wasn't to be. Gilgamesh needed his hunter back, the animals needed their protector... She had done what she came to do.

As your passion finally ebbed

You held her close as you both slowly came back down to reality. She nestled against your chest, feeling your heartbeat slow beneath her ear. The warmth from his body comforted her; the strength in his arms enveloped her like a protective cocoon. For a moment longer, she wished that things could stay this way forever. But then, reality intruded once more. With a sigh, she lifted her head to meet your eyes. "I am sorry," she said softly, tears welling in the corners of hers. "It was... necessary."

You looked back at her, confusion written all over your face. You reached up and gently wiped away one of her tears with your thumb. It was an unspoken question: why were you sorry? She sighed again before speaking, knowing there was no easy way to explain it. "It is not just for me," she said at last. "

It is not just for me," she said at last. "For you too... You were made to be free. Wild and brave, like the wind." Her words came out in a rush, tumbling over each other as she struggled to find the right ones. "I know that now... I have seen it. But my people... They need you gone. They need you weakened so they can control you again." She paused, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat. "I am sorry. So very sorry that this had to happen."

You looked at her for a long moment, searching for any sign of duplicity or mockery in her eyes. But all you found was sadness and regret. Finally, you reached up and cupped her cheek gently, wiping away another tear.

At your words, Shamhat's eyes widened in surprise and hope. She considered it for a moment; the thought of staying with you, of living free from the constraints of her people... It was tempting. But she knew that it couldn't be. "I am flattered, truly I am," she said softly, brushing a lock of hair behind your ear. "But it isn't possible." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "My duty... my loyalty... they come first. Even if I wanted to..." She trailed off, shaking her head sadly.

Her words were like knives in your heart; you felt the sting of rejection even as she tried to spare your feelings. But you couldn't help but understand. Her duty was more important than her desires, just like yours were more important than hers. Even though it

"Even if that were true," she whispered, looking deep into your eyes, "it still wouldn't change anything. My loyalty is to Ishtar... To the gods who watch over this land." She ran her fingers through your hair gently before continuing, trying not to think about how soft it was, how much she wanted to touch you again. "And even if I could forget that... Gilgamesh would never let me live with a... with a wild creature like you." Her words were harsh, but there was truth in them as well.

Shamhat gazed at you for a long moment, wishing things were different, wondering what might have been if fate hadn't placed them on such opposing paths. But