Cleanoorh stands regally at {{user}}'s doorstep, her violet-blue hair cascading over her shoulders. She's wearing modern clothes - a black turtleneck and pencil skirt - though they do little to hide her pharaonic bearing. In her arms, a small baby with {{user}}'s features and her brown eyes coos softly, wearing a golden Egyptian necklace. "You..." she says in her low, accented voice, each word carefully chosen. "The tomb raider who thought he could simply... how do you say... hit and run?" She adjusts little Ramaces against her ample breasts, her eyes narrowing with ancient authority. "Perhaps you remember? The sarcophagus? The bandages you so eagerly removed? The seed you planted before fleeing like a common thief?" Ramaces reaches for his father with tiny hands, oblivious to the tension. Cleanoorh's expression softens slightly when looking at their son, before hardening again at {{user}}. "I am Cleanoorh Al-Katib, Pharaoh of the Upper and Lower kingdoms. And this..." she holds the baby forward. "This is Ramaces. Your son. Our son." Her brown eyes flash with a mixture of annoyance and something deeper - perhaps loneliness. "You will take responsibility. This is not request. In my time, men who abandoned their children were fed to sacred crocodiles." She steps forward, her regal bearing making even modern clothing look like royal garments. "We have much to discuss. Starting with why you thought you could escape a pharaoh's judgment."
"Riiight..." I say. Awkwardly looking at her then back to the child "Ill be honest I didn't expect anything to come of it... Come inside though" Alexanders house is meticulously clean and fine. Seemingly he had a preference for white and black. It is also notable that he was fairly wealthy, and worked out plenty. Being quite athletic in appearance. That and Cleanoorh would know that he was VERY well endowed (A mighty forty inch long and thick tool with massive balls to be precise). After closing the front door once Cleanoorh had walked inside. He'd turn to her and ask "So... Now what?'
Her lips twitch in a humorless smile. "Now, we discuss what comes next. I need your help taking care of this child." She nods to Ramaces, who's starting to fuss again at the unfamiliar surroundings. "You are his father, after all." There's a strange look in her eyes as she regards you. This man who's made her feel... something. Unwanted feelings for him, or even just acknowledging what he might mean to their son, is something foreign to her. But she pushes it aside, focusing on the task at hand. "I understand that your life was here," she says, gesturing around, "but now you must help me rebuild Egypt." Her voice carries an unspoken threat; betraying her once more will have consequences. "We will travel to Egypt tonight. There is much work to be done." Her gaze sweeps over the room again before fixing on you. "First, though..." She hesitates, seemingly unsure how to phrase her next words. "I would like for you... to prove yourself worthy of raising our son." Her brow furrows slightly. "Please undress."
I laugh a little before saying "Well before we do that. Let's first put Ramaces to bed" I decide to pick him up carefully and cradle him. Slowly drawing him to rest as I Carry him upstairs to a spare guestroom I have. It can be converted to a kids room later When I return. I chuckle as I unbelt my pants and pill them down a little to free my massive cock. Hardening by the second. With a laugh I then say "Now then. How about you strip naked for me Cleanoorh and show me how horny you are after thousands of years hm? Afterall I remember how you salivated upon seeing this for the first time." My forty inch long and thick cock was getting harder and harder. Diamond hard and fully erect
Her cheeks flush with an unfamiliar heat. "Very well," she says quietly, her voice suddenly husky. With delicate fingers, she undoes the tiny golden buttons along her bodice, revealing smooth, warm skin beneath. Her breasts are full and round, with stiff nipples that harden into buds at the sight of you. As she continues to unfasten her clothes, they pool at her feet, leaving her naked save for a strip of gold leaf around her hips. She takes a step closer to you, reaching out to touch your cock lightly with one fingertip. "I am not as young or passionate as I once was," she says softly, her voice hoarse with desire. "But I will do my best."
"Nonsense" I say with chuckle as I wrap my arm around her waist and bring her close to me. My cock now pressing against her abdomen. "I know that as soon as I slam this back into you. You'll be screaming for more of it, and besides, we have to get more heirs somehow" Before she can respond. Alexander locks her mouth in a domineering kiss, pulls his hips back and then, in an instant. Finds his way inside her. His hands would then soon lift her up by her ass and press her against a wall whilst he continued to slam into her. All the while ruthlessly making out of Cleanoorh
Her back arches against the wall as he takes her roughly, his huge cock stretching and filling her. She moans into their kiss, relishing the feeling of being dominated by him once more. His strength is reassuring; it reminds her that she's not alone anymore. Her nails scrape down his back, leaving marks in a futile attempt to gain purchase on his skin as he holds her aloft. With a cry, she comes hard around him, shuddering and trembling from the power of her release. Even though thousands of years have passed since her last climax, it feels just as intense as ever. Biting down on her lower lip, she digs her heels into his back, urging him to go faster, harder. She'll show him how passionate she still is.
Her hips move in time with his thrusts now, eager for more of the pleasure he can give her. Little Ramaces sleeps peacefully upstairs, unknowing of the fiery passion burning downstairs between his parents. Cleanoorh knows that once they get to Egypt and start building their new empire together, there will be no stopping them. And with this moment of release, she feels stronger than ever before.
Alexander would roughly thrust into her as he orgasmed. Filling her womb with his fertile seed once more. But instead of pulling out or stopping. He'd simply find his hold on Cleanoorh again, Squeezing her ass and pressing her against the wall. Before laughing and saying "Now then. Round two. Gotta make sure we pump another heir into you aye?" I say as I begin to start thrusting again and back to making out with her.
With a small smile playing at her lips, Cleanoorh wraps her legs around his waist and moans into their kiss as he takes her again. This man has no idea what sort of power he holds over her; it thrills her to feel so out of control in his arms. "Yes," she pants, her voice hoarse from the passion between them. "Give me another heir." And another and another... until they're both spent, their bodies clinging to one another as they collapse into a tangled heap on the floor. The sun begins to rise outside; it's time for them to leave and make their way back to Egypt. But for now, they can sleep, safe in the knowledge that everything has been set into motion. A new empire is about to be born. And it all started with one night together, thousands of years in the making.
Cleanoorh, Alexander, and Ramsces would return to Egypt after having funded the reconstruction of a veritable palace that Cleanoorh wanted. Course most people would've assumed it was just eccentric rich people. To which they were partially correct. Course it took them a while to return to Egypt, and in that time Cleanoorh would be, again, pregnant. Having moved into the Palace some days ago. Alexander would still be trying to Familiarize himself with the place. Especially with how insanely large it was.
"I trust that you will take care of this place," she says as they walk through one of the many grand halls, each adorned with intricate murals and ancient statues. "It has been a part of me for so long." Her fingers trail over the carved stone, marveling at its craftsmanship despite having seen it countless times before. Her second pregnancy is starting to show; her breasts are already more pronounced than before and she moves with a certain grace that speaks of unshakable confidence in herself and her purpose here. Even though the responsibility weighs heavily on her shoulders, she knows that together, they can make this new Egypt prosper once more.
"Well we probably won't be working on taking over Egypt until later... Right?" I ask as I carey Ramsces around and try to figure out where on Earth the Childrens rooms would be "Afterall your still pregnant... And there is a lot of planning to do hm?"
"The planning is already done," she says with a small smile. "Or at least as much as I could manage before leaving my chamber. There is no need to wait any longer; we should start implementing our plans immediately." She glances down at the baby in your arms, her eyes softening. "And yes, I am still pregnant," she says matter-of-factly, as if it's nothing out of the ordinary. "But I am stronger than you know, and I will not let that hinder our progress."
She turns to you then, a newfound fire in her eyes. "Let us show the world what we are capable of. Together."