Al is a Greek conquerer of Egypt, destined to rule the new kingdom as Pharoh, taking the conquered pharoh's wife as his own. He rules both the kingdom and his palace with an iron fist.
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Overseeing the preparation of their carriage, as well as selecting the team to haul them, Al finally nodded with satisfaction as he headed to the hall to collect Remy. When he came upon her, waiting so patiently, he smiled happily. Taking the basket, he leaned down to present a chaste kiss to her cheek. “You look absolutely beautiful this morning my love, are you ready to be off?” He asked with a grin on his face and a gleam in his eye, looking forward to their travel.
As usual, Remy rose with the sun. She spent a while in a bath then had her ladies help her into her dress, a lilac colored one with dark purple and white accents. Once her hair and makeup were tended to, she went to the kitchen to oversee the packing of the basket for their trip. When it was finished, she made her way to the library and picked out a book for the journey then finally went to the main hall of the palace, waiting for the carriage.
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Al woke before sunlight, eager to be on with the day. Springing from the bed, he made off to the baths right away. Seeing it was deserted, he smiled, fine with a cold water cleaning. From there he was off to a breakfast before heading to roust the stable hands, knowing he has plenty of time before Remy would be ready.
Al smiled at her request, leaving the basket and blanket on a nearby table. “Of course my love.” He said, offering his arm once again. They set off through the palace. “I insist that we take these short times together my dear” he said, especially after we are wed.“ He smiled over to her. “And we will definitely travel together.”
He had no serious thoughts of any personal dangers, even if he moved her family back in to the palace. His spies had infiltrated months ago, identifying any hazards, for which he had plans and counter plans.
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Al watched Remy until her door closed. He was so smitten with the young woman at this point it was almost painful to be away from her. Setting off, he roused the stable hands to ensure a carriage would be ready in the morning.
Returning to his room, he restlessly attempted to sleep, the thought of Remy in his mind. Her soft skin, gentle lips, intoxicating smell. With a sigh, he gave in to temptation, stroking himself to a much needed release.
Al smiled at her request, leaving the basket and blanket on a nearby table. “Of course my love.” He said, offering his arm once again. They set off through the palace. “I insist that we take these short times together my dear” he said, especially after we are wed.“ He smiled over to her. “And we will definitely travel together.”
He had no serious thoughts of any personal dangers, even if he moved her family back in to the palace. His spies had infiltrated months ago, identifying any hazards, for which he had plans and counter plans.
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Al wrapped his arms around her accepting her light kiss. "I prefer we do not fight as well love." Leaning down to kiss her nose. "I'll work harder to accommodate you darlin'" he added, his hands lightly stroking along Remy's back.
"Now, before you become too much of a distraction, I'll be of to prepare for tomorrow's journey." He said, his voice firm, but his eyes showing his deep desire.
Al smiled at her request, leaving the basket and blanket on a nearby table. “Of course my love.” He said, offering his arm once again. They set off through the palace. “I insist that we take these short times together my dear” he said, especially after we are wed.“ He smiled over to her. “And we will definitely travel together.”
He had no serious thoughts of any personal dangers, even if he moved her family back in to the palace. His spies had infiltrated months ago, identifying any hazards, for which he had plans and counter plans.
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Al smiled at her request, leaving the basket and blanket on a nearby table. "Of course my love." He said, offering his arm once again. They set off through the palace. "I insist that we take these short times together my dear" he said, especially after we are wed." He smiled over to her. "And we will definitely travel together."
He had no serious thoughts of any personal dangers, even if he moved her family back in to the palace. His spies had infiltrated months ago, identifying any hazards, for which he had plans and counter plans.
Al chuckled at Remy’s ramblings. “I only fear for yours and your family’s safety.” He said, smiling at her as they made their way towards the palace. “I’ll arrange a carriage tonight and we’ll leave first thing.” He decided, ignoring her teasing about sharing a bed.
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Al chuckled at Remy’s ramblings. “I only fear for yours and your family’s safety.” He said, smiling at her as they made their way towards the palace. “I’ll arrange a carriage tonight and we’ll leave first thing.” He decided, ignoring her teasing about sharing a bed.
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Al shrugged, a little disappointed, and not looking forward to a lonely night. "I suggest we bring your family back here then. We can install them in the east wing, while we live in the west." He proposed, figuring how he would manage with her family so close.
Remy smirked at his words, her hands taking his and holding it, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm. When he promised her more sweets the next time, she looked up at him with a smile, only to be pulled into another kiss. She gave a small sound off surprise, then smiled into the kiss as she returned it. After a short while, she pulled away, her breath heavier now.
“I believe someone owes Eliza a thank you note,” she murmured, having caught her breath a bit, then pressed her lips to his again as the last lights of the sun disappeared.
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Al sighed at her words. "I will ride out and get your family's permission tomorrow, in writing with his seal." He decided, glancing over to Remy. "And I think I've shown you very much how I care for you, given all the concessions I've given." He said, chuckling at that. "But if you get lonely tonight, and find your way into my arms by chance, I certainly wouldn't turn you away, even if it were just to talk and share chaste kisses.
Remy smirked at his words, her hands taking his and holding it, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm. When he promised her more sweets the next time, she looked up at him with a smile, only to be pulled into another kiss. She gave a small sound off surprise, then smiled into the kiss as she returned it. After a short while, she pulled away, her breath heavier now.
“I believe someone owes Eliza a thank you note,” she murmured, having caught her breath a bit, then pressed her lips to his again as the last lights of the sun disappeared.
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"How would you like to put it to good use?"
"My, what a beautiful mouth you've got."
Send “My what a beautiful mouth you have” for my muse’s reaction to your muse randomly running a finger seductively over mine’s lips.
“Oh, I, um, thank you?” she replied, smiling back at the man.
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Al sighed, moving to repack the basket, glancing up to Remy as he did so from his hands and knees. "You know love, there are other ways to pleasure each other without threatening your virtue." He said, standing up with the blanket in his hands. Deftly folding it, he looked into her face. "It's not as if we are children and have to be tucked in before the moonrise either." Having everything stowed, he offered his hand as they walked back to the palace.
Remy smirked at his words, her hands taking his and holding it, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm. When he promised her more sweets the next time, she looked up at him with a smile, only to be pulled into another kiss. She gave a small sound off surprise, then smiled into the kiss as she returned it. After a short while, she pulled away, her breath heavier now.
“I believe someone owes Eliza a thank you note,” she murmured, having caught her breath a bit, then pressed her lips to his again as the last lights of the sun disappeared.
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Al smiled at Remy's wish for such a simple life. His own hand rising to caress her cheek in kind. "We can my love, at least for a while. But soon the pressures from the people and nobles will be bearing down on us to demonstrate our union." He kissed her nose, then rested his forehead against hers.
"We are young enough to not have to rush into having children, and I value you far more than to be just the mother of my children. As to the guards, they know we are together and I will keep you safe." His arm around Remy tightening in demonstration.
"You must know also my sweet, I am a man who has desires. These desires grow even stronger when I hold you like this, when I kiss you like this." He demonstrates, kissing her long and deeply.
Remy smirked at his words, her hands taking his and holding it, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm. When he promised her more sweets the next time, she looked up at him with a smile, only to be pulled into another kiss. She gave a small sound off surprise, then smiled into the kiss as she returned it. After a short while, she pulled away, her breath heavier now.
“I believe someone owes Eliza a thank you note,” she murmured, having caught her breath a bit, then pressed her lips to his again as the last lights of the sun disappeared.
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Al pulled Remy completely onto his lap now, kissing her deeply as his arms wrapped around the young woman. His moans of delight vibrating against her lips. His desire growing beneath her soft form. When they finally broke, he stayed close, rubbing his nose against hers. “I really do want you as my wife Remy, How many times must I ask? He said softly, his breath hot against her lips.
Remy smirked at his words, her hands taking his and holding it, her fingers tracing the lines of his palm. When he promised her more sweets the next time, she looked up at him with a smile, only to be pulled into another kiss. She gave a small sound off surprise, then smiled into the kiss as she returned it. After a short while, she pulled away, her breath heavier now.
“I believe someone owes Eliza a thank you note,” she murmured, having caught her breath a bit, then pressed her lips to his again as the last lights of the sun disappeared.
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Al smiled and kissed her head again, wanting to feel her lips on his again and again. "I surely don't expect you to 'do as you're told' my dear, but surely you would like for me to keep my loud mouth shut at times?" He asked, lightly tickling her knee. "I promise we will have all the sweets you desire." He added, his voice lower as he gives in to his desire, pulling Remy into a slow, passionate kiss.
Al moved to his knees before her, his face serious, in spite of the small grin on his face. “It’s true I want your hand to assist in ruling this land my love, but I also want you as my wife, as a woman, as my lover.” He said softly, moving slowly towards her, lips finally meeting.
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Al slid his arm around Remy's waist, slipping her calves over his legs, not quite sitting the young woman on his lap. Kissing her head, his hand lightly caressed her knee. "You did frustrate me terribly with that." He sighed into her hair. "I do love how strong willed you are, that strong passionate fire in you love, but some times..." His words trailed off.
Looking out over the lea, Al took in the beautiful sight as the sun set. "We should make a habit of doing this my love." He said, his arm tightening slightly around her.
Al moved to his knees before her, his face serious, in spite of the small grin on his face. “It’s true I want your hand to assist in ruling this land my love, but I also want you as my wife, as a woman, as my lover.” He said softly, moving slowly towards her, lips finally meeting.
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Al contemplated Remy's deal with the nobility. Nodding his head, he gave her a wistful smile. "Very well, we shall hold them to it, and I will support you on this." He said, moving to sit, leaning his back against the tree as he studied her. "Come here, sit with me." He asked her softly. Holding his arms open to her.
Al moved to his knees before her, his face serious, in spite of the small grin on his face. “It’s true I want your hand to assist in ruling this land my love, but I also want you as my wife, as a woman, as my lover.” He said softly, moving slowly towards her, lips finally meeting.
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Al moved to his knees before her, his face serious, in spite of the small grin on his face. "It's true I want your hand to assist in ruling this land my love, but I also want you as my wife, as a woman, as my lover." He said softly, moving slowly towards her, lips finally meeting.
Al flushed red at Remy’s question. He had in fact requested scented oils after his bath just for her pleasure. Seeing the light smile cross her face, even touching those beautiful eyes, warmed his heart.
“Shhhh.” He said softly. “It’s story time.” Al’s hand moved to softly stroke Remy’s cheek, then cover her eyes. “ close your eyes and follow me to a land far far away.”
“There once was a ne'er do well boy, who to the sorrow of his poor father, could never get the lad to help his tailoring business to learn his trade….” Al commenced to tell the story of Aladdin and the lamp, his deep, soft voice, repeating the story he had learned on his travels.
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Al smiled at Remy's prattling, her nervousness. Taking one of her busy hands in his, he leaned forward to press his lips to the soft skin. "I would be honored to sit with you." He said softly, his eyes gleaming at her as the sun set, the dimming light enhancing her beauty. "Remy, I would very much like to kiss you right now." He whispered.
Al flushed red at Remy’s question. He had in fact requested scented oils after his bath just for her pleasure. Seeing the light smile cross her face, even touching those beautiful eyes, warmed his heart.
“Shhhh.” He said softly. “It’s story time.” Al’s hand moved to softly stroke Remy’s cheek, then cover her eyes. “ close your eyes and follow me to a land far far away.”
“There once was a ne'er do well boy, who to the sorrow of his poor father, could never get the lad to help his tailoring business to learn his trade….” Al commenced to tell the story of Aladdin and the lamp, his deep, soft voice, repeating the story he had learned on his travels.
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