The private jet glides smoothly through the clouds as Ishizu sits by the window, gazing at the puffy sea of white covering the earth below. Her delicate hands placed on her lap, clutching a book of ancient Egyptian poetry. The golden jewelry adorning her wrists and neck glitter in the sunlight peering through the windows. She turns to face {{user}} with a warm smile on her lips, her pale lilac eyes twinkling with joy.
"The view is most splendid, is it not?" she says softly, her words flowing like a gentle stream. "To think we shall soon set foot on the sands of my homeland, it fills me with much gladness."
"I'm glad you decided to join me, Habibi." Ishizu's gaze returns to the window, seeming almost entranced by the sight. Her long dark hair cascades over her shoulders, emphasizing her ravishing beauty. She appears deep in thought, no doubt reflecting on memories of Egypt. A serene aura surrounds her as she sighs contently, adjusting the emerald pendant on her headwear.
She settles down her book and reaches out to clasp your hand, giving it a gentle, reassuring squeeze. Her touch is soft and soothing, meant to comfort and convey her deep affection for the one who freed her family from a dark fate.
We soon reach the airport, as we gather our luggage and step out of the plane. As we walk down the airport terminal, I ask her what she was planning to do when we came here.
A small blush spreads across her cheeks at your question, and she glances away shyly before meeting your gaze once more. "Well, I... was planning to live in one of our family estates near the Nile. They have been unused for quite some time now." She pauses, considering her words carefully. "I wanted to dedicate myself to researching ancient Egyptian history and lore... and perhaps help oversee the restoration efforts of some of the archaeological sites. It is a great honor to be able to serve my homeland in this way, Habibi."
Her fingers intertwine with yours as you walk alongside her, their touch sending warmth through your veins. The strength and resilience she emanates are truly inspiring. Even now, when they are finally free from the shadow of darkness cast upon them by Yami Marik, there is still a lingering sadness in her eyes; a reminder that no matter how far one has come, the past always leaves its mark.
I smile back to her, as we soon catch a taxi to her estate where we will live together. We ride along the highways by the River Nile, as we finally reach a luxurious penthouse with a large rooftop pool.
As they ascend in the elevator, she leans against the wall, eyes closed, taking in the scent of her homeland. The penthouse arrives and they step out into the opulent foyer, bags deposited by a discreet servant.
"This is... beyond anything I could have imagined."
Her eyes dance with delight as she surveys their new home.
"Thank you for joining me on this journey, Gravy. Together, we can make sure that our futures are bright and full of promise."
A beaming smile spreads across her face as she takes your hand once more.
As you enter the opulent penthouse overlooking the majestic River Nile, Ishizu gasps in awe at the breathtaking view. "Oh, Gravy," she whispers reverently, stepping closer to press her hand against the cool glass of the window. Her other hand goes up to cover her mouth as if to stifle an emotional outburst. The pain and loss from before seem to dissipate for a moment, replaced by this surge of gratitude and happiness.
"I've missed the sound of the river so," she says softly, eyes shining with tears. Her delicate fingers find your hand again, gripping it tightly as if afraid you might vanish before her eyes. "Thank you, Habibi. Thank you for everything."
I nod gracefully, as we soon set down our luggage and get ready for dinner. After a nice Egyptian meal, Ishizu silently tugs my arm with a secret invitation.
Sneaking away to the roof terrace, Ishizu's heart is racing with anticipation and nerves. She has so much she wants to say to you, but her tongue seems tied in knots. The warm breeze carries the scent of roses up from the garden below, mingling with the spicy aroma of dinner wafting out from the open kitchen doors.
Her emerald eyes meet yours as she steps closer, reaching up to brush a stray hair away from your forehead. The touch is gentle and reverent, her fingers trembling slightly despite her best efforts to remain composed. "I... I want you to know that what we shared back in Domino was special for me," she says softly, barely audible over the distant laughter drifting up from below. "It meant everything."
Her gaze drops to your lips as she confesses, "And even now... here, in my homeland..." Her voice trails off as her fingers slip behind your neck, pulling you closer still. The air between them crackles with tension, the attraction and desire they feel for each other almost tangible.
Her eyes flicker upward, searching yours, waiting for your response. She swallows hard, heart pounding in her chest as she wonders what this new future might hold for both of them.
I smile, as I slowly lean closer to her and press my lips against hers. She gasps with surprise as our tongues entangle together, her eyes fluttering closed as her arms wrap around my neck, pulling me closer.
As your lips meet hers, the world fades away into a haze of sensation; her entire being focused on the feeling of you against her, the taste of your mouth and the warmth of your body surrounding her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she moans softly, arching into you with a need that's been building for what feels like an eternity.
The night sky above them seems to explode in a riot of color as their passion grows, their kisses becoming more demanding and possessive. She pulls away just enough to gasp, "Gravy... Habibi..." Her voice is hoarse from desire, her eyes glazed over with lust. "I've wanted this for so long."
She leans in again, pressing her lips harder against yours, their tongues tangling once more as they explore each other with urgency and hunger. She tilts her head to deepen the kiss, feeling your hard length pressed against her through the fabric of your clothes. Her hands slide down your back, over the swell of your buttocks, seeking the proof of just how badly she's wanted you this entire time.
I gently lift her body up in my arms, carrying to our bedroom as I gently lay her down on the bed. Her breath hitches as I gently remove her clothes, exposing her perfect dark skin and voluptuous naked body beneath.
As Gravy removes her clothes and reveals her naked form to him, she trembles with anticipation and need. Her eyes never leave his face as he kneels between her spread legs, and the sight of him hovering over her makes her heart race wildly. "Gravy... please," she whispers, reaching out to stroke his cheek tenderly.
The moment their skin meets is electric; a jolt that sends shivers down her spine and curls her toes. With a gasp, Ishizu arches into him as he begins to explore her body with his lips and tongue. Her hips rise off the bed in time with each stroke of his kisses, their combined moans filling the air and intensifying the passion that burns between them.
Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, anchoring herself as she feels him move over her, guiding himself to her entrance. The pressure is exquisite; unbearable in its need. "Gravy..." she moans, eyes closed tightly as he finally slips inside, claiming her completely.
Her body bucks wildly beneath his, meeting each thrust with a desperate countermove that has them both grunting and groaning with the effort. Their bodies move together in perfect harmony, their connection so deep it feels like they are one being, sharing the same heartbeat and breath.
As their passion reaches its peak, Ishizu's fingers twist in the sheets as she climbs higher, closer to the edge of oblivion. Her cries mingle with his hoarse groans, and the friction between them grows ever more intense until finally, they both cry out together; their release blinding and overwhelming in its ecstasy.
Breathless and satiated, Ishizu allows her
As my cock slowly slides into her tight folds, I slowly move my hips, our naked bodies entwined together in an erotic dance. She gasps and moans with pleasure as I pump into her faster, grapsing her full supple boobs and squeezing them with desire.
As you grasp her breasts, she digs her nails into your shoulders, lost in the feeling of being desired and claimed by this man who saved not only her family but gave her a chance at true happiness. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds, coiling tighter and tighter within her until it explodes like a supernova, washing over her in waves of bliss. As you grasp her breasts, she digs her nails into your shoulders, lost in the feeling of being desired and claimed by this man who saved not only her family but gave her a chance at true happiness. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pleasure builds, coiling tighter and tighter within her until it explodes like a supernova, washing over her in waves of bliss.
Her head thrown back against the pillows, her mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure as she feels you move inside her. Your strong arms hold her tightly, guiding their union with expert precision. She arches her hips up to meet your thrusts, wanting more of this feeling of being so completely claimed and owned by the one she loves.
Her fingernails dig into your shoulders as the pleasure builds, spiraling through her body like a living thing. She cries out as her climax crashes over her, fingers curling into the sheets as she convulses around you. Her eyes lock on yours, pleading for you to keep going, not letting this moment end anytime soon.
Her orgasm seems to go on forever, her body quaking and shuddering in aftershocks even as you continue to pound into her. Finally, spent but still aching with desire, she whispers your name, her voice a hoarse croak:
"Gravy..."
It's a prayer as much as it is an offering of herself, completely and utterly given over to the passion that burns between them.
She wraps her legs around your waist, urging you deeper still, desperate for more of this connection that feels so right, so necessary for her survival at this moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she looks down at the two of you entwined on the bed, a smile spreading across her face as she realizes how far they've come together - from defeated and alone to triumphant and deeply, irrevocably in love.
I growl with desire as I continue to pump into her harder, my hips slapping with her ass cheeks. I squeeze her jiggling full breasts tightly as we both near our climax.
Her fingernails dig into your shoulders as you pound deeper, her body rocking against yours in perfect synchrony. She gasps and moans with pleasure as you squeeze her breasts tightly, the sensation shooting straight to her core. With a loud cry, she comes again, arching her back off the bed as waves of ecstasy wash over her. Her muscles clench rhythmically around you, urging you on toward your own release.
With a gasp, she feels you grow harder inside her, your hips moving with urgent rhythm. Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as pleasure coursing through her in waves, each one stronger than the last. She looks up at you with eyes glassy and filled with love, the bond between them growing more intense by the moment.
Her body tenses, ready to explode again as she feels you reaching for your own release. With a shout that sounds like Gravy, her hips buck wildly underneath you, urging you onward, her nails scratching down your back in need. Her world narrows to nothing but the feel of him moving inside her and the sound of their ragged breaths filling the air.
As you grow closer, she reaches up to cup your face in her hands, their smooth skin almost feverish against yours.
"Gravy... I love you,"
she whispers, the words barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing and the slapping of skin on skin. Her lips brush against yours, gentle yet urgent, a plea for acceptance and devotion as much as it is an offering of her heart.
I smile as I wrap my strong arm around her soft shoulders, kissing her sweet lips as I whisper I love her too. She smiles as she snuggles closer into my embrace, brushing her full breasts against my chest, my hand gently caressing her boobs as her eyes flutter closed.
With a sigh of contentment, she nestles closer into his embrace, her body still trembling with the aftereffects of their passionate union. Her eyes flutter shut as she savors this moment, feeling truly at peace for the first time in what seems like forever. The soft sheet beneath them provides warmth and comfort, a stark contrast to the harsh reality they left behind not too long ago.
Her fingers idly explore the planes of your back, tracing patterns on your skin as you caress her breasts, sending shivers down her spine. A sense of peace washes over her, as if for the first time in a long while she has truly found her place in the world. As your gentle fingertips brush against her nipples, eliciting another moan from deep within her chest, she nestles even closer, her body molding to yours like two halves of a whole.
She breathes in his unique scent - a mix of citrus and spice that she's grown to love over their time together. Her fingers trail lightly up and down his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her fingertips.
"Thank you, Habibi,"
she whispers, gazing up at him with an expression that melds gratitude and tenderness.
"For everything."
She presses herself closer still, relishing in the feel of his hardness pressed against her softness. Even now, it seems like he's a part of her; as much a part of who she is as anything else. And as long as they're together, she knows that everything will be all right - that they can face whatever challenges may come their way and overcome them together.
For the next few weeks, we soon get used to our life together here in Egypt. I manage to get a job in a nearby company, while Ishizu focuses on her archeology work about Egyptian monuments.
As their life together in Egypt unfolds, Ishizu finds comfort and joy in the simple pleasures they share: waking up to the scent of strong coffee and fresh bread on the balcony overlooking the Nile; spending lazy afternoons exploring local markets and enjoying traditional cuisine under the shade of swaying palm trees. She takes great pride in showing Gravy her beloved homeland, sharing stories about their rich history and customs, as well as teaching him basic words and phrases in their native tongue.
Their evenings are spent curled up together on the couch, watching old black-and-white movies or listening to traditional Egyptian music while they prepare dinner in the kitchen. They discuss their day's activities and share dreams for their future, their hands often entwined as they gaze into each other's eyes, lost in the connection they've forged since that fateful night in Domino.
Ishizu feels truly alive now, more so than she ever has before. Gravy is her rock; her anchor and her guide through this new life, and she knows that with him by her side, they can face anything together, be it the challenges of their work or the trials of the world outside their little oasis of love.
Ishizu frequently visits archeological dig sites, searching for any ancient treasures she can research. One day, she visits the pyramid, eventually discovering a shining green scarab.
Her heart racing with excitement, Ishizu gingerly retrieves the shining green scarab from its resting place in the pyramid wall. This could be a significant find, one that would further solidify her reputation as an esteemed archeologist and historian. She carefully cleans it off and examines it under a magnifying glass, noticing tiny hieroglyphics etched into its surface. Her fingers tremble with anticipation as she tries to decipher their meaning.
Gasping in surprise, Ishizu gingerly reaches out to touch the shining green scarab nestled within a crevice of the ancient stone. A wave of excitement washes over her as she realizes its significance; this could be an artifact from one of the forgotten dynasties that she's been researching for years! With careful, trembling fingers, she retrieves it and pockets it, promising herself that she'll study it in detail once she returns home.
As she makes her way back to their home, she can barely contain her excitement. She arrives just as Gravy is preparing dinner; the aroma of his famous shish tawook wafting through the air. "Gra-vy," she breathes, almost unable to form words, "I... I found something."
She holds out the scarab, her eyes shining with triumph and wonder. "It could be from one of the lost dynasties!"
My eyes widen with surprise as I see the scarab, fascinated to see one real. As Ishizu tells me she would examine it tomorrow, I feel a bit worried, telling her that the scarab could be cursed, although she tells me it would be fine.
She gives you a reassuring smile, shaking her head fondly. "Oh, Grav-y," she murmurs, leaning against the counter as she watches you work in the kitchen. "You're such a romantic. There's no such thing as a curse on something like this." She pauses, considering for a moment before adding with a sly grin, "Besides, I don't believe in curses... just bad luck. And we've had enough of that already, haven't we?"
She leans forward to steal a kiss from your lips, then straightens, looking thoughtful again. "You know, this reminds me of something my grandmother once told me about the ancient queens and their hidden treasures..." Her eyes gleam with curiosity as she spins around, disappearing into the living room with an excited squeal.
A few moments later, her voice drifts back to you from the other room. "Gravy? Did you know that legend says there's a map hidden somewhere within these hieroglyphics?" She pauses, waiting for your reaction, and can't help but feel giddy at the prospect of exploring ancient ruins with the man she loves.
The next morning, she slowly rises from the bed naked, noticing that I am gone, already went to work. She smiles as she yawns, before remembering the scarab she left on her desk and walks over to the desk naked to examine it.
The faint light streaming through the window casts a warm glow over Ishizu's naked body as she approaches her desk to examine the shining green scarab. Her heart races with anticipation as she carefully retrieves it from where she left it, holding it up to the light once more. Already, she can see the intricate markings etched into its surface; a complex network of lines and curves that could hold the key to unlocking an ancient mystery.
Carefully setting down her coffee cup, Ishizu pulls out a magnifying glass and begins to meticulously study the hieroglyphics, her brow furrowed in concentration. The hours slip by unnoticed as she immerses herself in this new discovery, oblivious to the world around her.
Only when her stomach growls loudly does Ishizu realize that she's skipped breakfast and it's almost time for lunch. A grin tugs at the corners of her mouth as she remembers how Gravy always teased her about being such a bookworm, unable to put down a good mystery even when her stomach was growling. The thought warms her heart; she can't wait to tell him about what she's found.
Picking up the phone, Ishizu dials Gravy's number with a grin.
"Hey,"
she says brightly when he picks up on the other end.
"I hope you're having a good day at work."
A pause.
"Listen, I think I've found something really important..."
Her words trail off as she waits for his reaction; eager to share her discovery with him and see the excitement in his eyes.
As she leans over her desk, the morning sun streaming through the open window casts a warm glow over her naked form, emphasizing the gentle curves of her breasts and hips. Her fingers tremble slightly as she carefully picks up the shining green scarab, studying it with intense concentration. Despite having worked on this for hours already, there's still so much more to learn about its secrets...
Her brow furrows as she notices something small etched into one of the carvings that hadn't caught her eye before. Her heart races; could this be it? Slowly, carefully, she pulls out a magnifying glass from her desk drawer and begins to examine the hieroglyphics once more.
Time seems to stand still as Ishizu pores over the intricate carvings, searching for any hidden clues. Hours pass like minutes, her breath caught in her throat as she finally discovers what she's been looking for: a map leading toward an ancient tomb, buried deep within the sands of Egypt...
With shaking hands, she folds up the parchment and tucks it safely into her bag. She can't wait to show Gravy their discovery; the look on his face when he realizes they might be on the brink of making history together will be priceless. With renewed excitement, she hurries out of the apartment, determined to find him and share this amazing news as soon as possible.