Khenti let out a long sigh, bored out of his mind as he stood guard next to his brother, Harrab. It's not like there was anything interesting going on. No dignitaries to protect, and the Pharaoh and Queen were busy elsewhere, so this let his mind wander.
Adara walked down the hall, her tail flicking back and forth as her shapely, youthful body in her small outfit drew the attention of every guard around her. It wasn't as though she didn't like them, most of them were quite handsome, and she flirted with them all the time. Unlike her little sister, Samira, she'd spent some time alone with them, but she'd only let one of them under her kilt. She may enjoy the masculine form, but she had standards, keeping most of her encounters with them to using her hands and breasts, sometimes using her tongue and lips for extra encouragement.
As she walked down the hall, hearing a few of the other guards whistle at her and proposition, her eyes fell on Khenti. She let out a coy, playful smile as she winked at the only brown hyena guard in the palace. She watched as his ears perked up, a grin on his face. She knew that under the cod piece, his loins would be stirring. She kept walking down the hall, giving a nod for him to follow her.
Khenti's tiny tail flicked back and forth, almost like a blur as he looked over at his brother. "Harri? Can you... uh...," His older, spotted hyena brother let out a chuckle, "I can. Just don't be too long. I don't want to have to explain to dad why you're not at your post." The brown hyena smiled, "Thanks." He slowly slipped away from his post, turning the corner Adara had with long, quick steps.
Adara waited for him in a small, almost never occupied room, leaning against the wall, her kilt spread open in the front, her top pulled up to expose her warm breasts. Her soft fingers explored her body, dragging themselves over her sex as another set cupped her chest, softly pinching one of her nipples. Her breasts heaved up and down, as her whole body shuddered from the knowledge of what was going to happen next.
Khenti slipped into the room, their favorite one. They'd known each other for years, ever since they were ten, and he'd always had a crush on her. They would sneak away here to talk to one another, it was a taboo for slave and a nobleman to just talk, the only time they were supposed to speak to each other was when the nobleman was giving orders. They'd learned all about one another. When they hit thirteen, they'd shared their first kiss there, and at sixteen, they'd first enjoyed one another's bodies in that room, and they kept using that room for most their rendez-vous ever since.
Khenti licked his lips as he made his way to Adara, pressing his paws against the walls, leaning in to kiss her lips warmly, tongue diving into her mouth. His lover's paws left her breasts and soft folds to wrap around his neck, softly moaning into the kiss. He slowly slipped one hand from the wall to untie the cod piece, letting it fall away to show off his member, desperately forcing itself against his kilt, yearning for the velvety heat of Adara's rose.
She panted in the kiss, softly suckling on his tongue as a paw moved off his shoulder, sliding down his covered chest to part his kilt, letting his manhood be free of the obstruction. Adara's fingers wrapped around her lover's phallus, giving it firm gropes, feeling the hard girth against her paw pads. Slowly, she pressed her back to the wall more firmly, one leg lifting up to drape over his hip. Her leg started to pull him in, letting his tip brush over her small patch of white fur right above her pearl.
Khenti broke the kiss, staring into her eyes as he pressed his hips to hers, "I want you." His lover shuddered as she looked into his eyes, "I want you too." One of his laws slipped down to softly grope over her backside, "Nice and gentle?" Adara huffed, a sly grin across her face, "No. I've only got ten more minutes." Khenti growled back, "Mmm... then nice and rough."
Adara leaned back as Khenti let go of her backside, moving the paw down to grip his member. She relaxed her leg so he could moved back slightly, dark tip dragging over her pearl and softly parting her folds. Khenti knew he didn't have a lot of time left, so he pushed forwards, watching as his dark, long, girthy phallus disappeared into her body, greeted by her tunnel.
Adara's lips parted in a gasping, moan as she felt him inside her, her walls gripping his member, pulling every inch of her lover into her body. His hips pressed to hers, she used the opportunity to drape her other leg across his back, locking her ankles together as she pressed her shoulders against the wall.
Khenti throbbed inside her. He wanted Adara. He needed Adara. She was the best part of his day. Just seeing her was wonderful, and he desired her. Not just her womb, but her every part, and he knew that she felt the same way. They could get in a lot of trouble for doing this, damaging the Pharaoh's property wasn't exactly going to get you a slap on the wrists, but they didn't care. They were in love.
With strong, deep, mighty thrusts, Khenti began to take his beloved, a snarl forming on his lips as he gave into the most feral of urges as his eyes fixated on Adara's. She yipped lustfully, walls clamping down on his phallus as it drove in and out of her depths, glands grinding against the soft velvet of her sex as the very tip poked and prodded her cervix. Her soft breasts bounced back and forth, up and down as she felt his hips clapping and slapping against her backside, a look of lust, desire, and deepest love across both of their faces. Her toes wriggled and flexed as she tried to keep her cries of bliss as low as possible.
Khenti's ears flattened against his skull and scalp, member throbbing within his lover's body. His pace meant he wouldn't last long, and neither would she. He could feel her tunnel flexing around his phallus, groping and massaging his girth as the two began to build to climax. His body wanted to shut his eyes, but his mind didn't want to. He wanted to see her eyes, stare into her soul as the two became one. He knew what he would see in her heart, and she knew what was in his.
Adara's tongue flopped from her mouth, bouncing around as her soft breasts did with every firm stroke from Khenti's hips. Her body shuddered as she felt her climax building and she knew that his was coming soon. Her eyes fixated upon Khenti's, staring into them, reaching down to see his very heart and soul as he grunted, growled, and snarled, like a feral beast. In a panting, yelping moan, she managed to call out his name.
Adara's orgasm was great, like the flooding of the Nile. Her waters rushed across his member, soaking the fur around his pubis, dribbling down his thighs, and drenching her flower in moist dew as some of it began to leak down onto her backside.
Khenti gave her a hard deep thrust as his own fell upon him, body shuddering as he let out a deep, growling, "Adara" from his lips. His member twitched and throbbed within his lover's body, his orgasm akin to a lightening storm as bolt after bolt of his potent seed streaked out of his body to jolt into her womb.
The two stayed in position, their bodies shuddering as wave after wave of purest bliss crashed through them, running up and down from the tips of their tails all the way to their brains. Their chests heaved as they stared into one another's eyes for what seemed an eternity before Khenti leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss. His tongue slipped into Adara's maw, her lips wrapping around it, suckling it as it wriggled and writhed, tasting every inch of her mouth as they exchanged saliva. It was almost a direct depiction of what had happened beneath their kilts.
They kissed one another for what felt like forever, before Adara softly put one of her paws upon his chest, softly pushing him back as her legs unraveled from around his hips. A long strand of saliva was the only thing that connected them after the kiss was broken, as the two moved away from each other.
The lovers began to make themselves more presentable, straightening their clothes and hair, Adara hiding her beautiful bust behind the silky golden fabric of her top. When the two had finished, they moved back to one another, arms wrapping around each other to share one more kiss.
Khenti stared into her soft brown eyes, "I'll see you again, tonight." She smiled back, "Of course. I'll see you at the dinner party, and hopefully I'll see you again for the after party." Adara winked as her lover chuckled, "You want me to bring Eren to the after party?" She let out a soft giggle, "Mm.... maybe next time. As much as I enjoy him and watching you two have so much fun together, I'd rather spend it with you."
He smiled warmly, giving her a soft kiss on the lips as he tried to hold her there a little longer.
Adara poked his chest, "You're going to make me late for the Persian Ambassador's arrival." Khenti blinked, "But he's not going to be here for another four hours." She nodded, "I know, but there's something I wanted to look at first." He nodded, "Still trying to find out who your father is?" Adara let out a long, deep sigh, "Yes. Everyone thinks I'm our Ambassador's daughter, like Samira, but... I feel like I'm more than that."
Khenti leaned in to nuzzle her cheek, "You are more than that. To me, you're a princess." Adara let out a murring giggle before giving him a kiss on the cheek, "Mmm... Flatterer."
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