WARNING: BAKURA HET SEX SCENE!


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A Moment of Love

Bakura POV

Marik gazed into the fire quietly. I gave him the privacy he needed to bury his wife. His infant had
already been dragged away by the scavengers. I never had a family of my own, so I don’t know how
it feels to lose someone close to me. The closest I came to feeling sad for something I lost was a
horse that was shot from under me. I had that horse for an entire year. This white horse I had for a
few months. I had grown quite fond of my mare.
Marik stared into the cinders. “Gone. The pharaoh’s army killed my people.”
“Tell me about your wife, Ishtar. With all that gold you wear, I highly doubt you were from the same
social class.
Marik sighed as he removed a necklace from under his robe. “This is the family heirloom. I come
from a very rich and powerful aristocratic family. I was being taught how to care for my family’s
lands when I first saw Amunet’s settlement pass by. She and I fell in love when they settled on our
land temporarily. She and I fell in love, but my father had arranged a marriage for me already with
a rich girl from neighboring lands. I renounced my father and joined her clan. I took my part of the
family’s fortune and helped her people. We’ve been married one year ago. Amunet was supposed
to birth our first child any day. Our first child….we were so happy. But now. I shall never have
another child again.” Marik began to cry. I hated seeing men or woman cry. Men crying upset me more. “I will be childless! No son to carry the Ishtar name!”
I sat beside him and put my arm around my new companion.
“’Never’ is such a strong word, Ishtar. I never thought I would be rescued by anyone here in the desert. And you came to me with food! I would never say ‘never’ because you never know.”
Marik covered his eyes. “I would give all my gold and all my worldly possessions just to hold Amunet for one more moment.”
Hmm…that reminds me. I ran to check my money. Rats. I just have enough for me. “Ishtar, do you have any money?”
“I have some. Why?”
I scratched my chin in thought. “You know, Ishtar, you are right. I wouldn’t mind a woman’s embrace tonight either. We may have to pickpocket for some extra cash, but I’ll make it worth your while.”
Marik’s eyes narrowed. “Are you suggesting that I STEAL?”
“Not you. I can do it this time. I don’t need a novice getting caught. You can watch me and I’ll teach you the fine art of Pickpocketing.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Because I give my girl a little extra. Remember I told you about the brothel?”
“I am not having sex with a girl tonight, Bakura, I just lost my wife and offspring!”
“Ishtar, these girls will hug you, too, if that is all you need. Hugs are cheaper than lovemaking.”
Marik folded his arms. “That’s not lovemaking, Bakura! That’s sex! Animalistic-pointless sex!”
I smirked. “And what’s wrong with that? Besides, me and my special girl make love…not sex. I do have feelings for this girl and it’s been too long since I saw her.” Just thinking about her gets me feeling uncomfortable. I have to see Rayna again! I ran for my horse.
“Bakura, where are you going?”
“I’m going to Cairo! I’m gonna pick up a few things and go to her.”
“I don’t want to be left alone!”
I sighed. “Come with me, Marik. You will not be betraying your wife by needing some comfort. Nobody says you have to have sex with the girl you choose. Sometimes I pay the keeper to hold Rayna. It all depends what I need. It’s been about….seven moons since I saw her. She probably thinks Pharaoh Yami captured and executed me by now.”
Ishtar meekly climbed on his steed and we rode to Cairo.
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Marik watched me slowly remove a small sack of cash from the pocket of a noble. With years of experience, it has become a sport. at night it was easy to knock into someone, grab, and apologize for my clumsiness. I escorted Marik to my brothel. It was a comfortable place to come for companionship and, unlike most of the other bordellos, this one was clean.
I knocked at the door and Salihah opened the door. She was one of the keeper’s most experienced women. She didn’t do too much for me. Unlike her name, she was not too kind. She was a violent lover and only given to guys who enjoyed violent, rough sex. She didn’t do too much for me. Nevertheless, I was cordial and polite with her.
Some of the keeper’s new tenants were ten or eleven years old. They had to earn their keep like the other girls. I noticed three of these new tenants were boys. Interesting, but I do not approve of that. I had to follow this profession for a while to earn money after my father kicked me out of the house. I was eight years old when I earned my first wage. I serviced a noble…I forget his name. In fact, I would like to forget about the experience completely.
Khalfani ruled over his bordello with a strict hand. “And where have you been, ‘Kura?”
“Here and there…mostly there. In any case, I want Rayna. Here is your fee.” I handed Khalfani a handful of money and he threw it on the floor in disgust. “Rayna’s not worth this much anymore! She’s worth half of this.”
“Half?” I growled. “She’s worth every penny!”
Rayna emerged from the beaded curtain….visibly pregnant.
“Rayna’s not worth this! Nobody wants a pregnant slut!”
I punched the keeper in the jaw and he fell to the floor. He rubbed his jaw in pain. “My Rayna is not a slut! She is worth every penny!”
“A pregnant slut is worth nothing to me if she doesn’t destroy the baby inside of her! She is worth half-price until she destroys the child or she miscarriages! When the child is gone, she will be worth full price!”
Rayna’s hand slowly moved to her stomach and she sniffled sadly.
“I will give you her price, but the money I give to her stays for her and the baby.” I turned to Ishtar.
“He needs a nice girl to hug tonight. Make sure he gets a good one. He needs it.”
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I took Rayna’s hand as we walked to her room. She shut the door and sat on the bed beside me. She wrapped her arms around me and I kissed her cheek. “I thought you were dead, Bakura!”
“I’m not dead yet, Rayna. Anubis has to try a little harder to get me.”
I looked at her face where a black and blue bruise decorated her lower jaw. “Ray, who hit you?”
Rayna began to sob. “The keeper is giving me to the drunks and those who were abusive with the other girls. He told me he wants the baby dead and he said he’ll do anything to see that it is.”
My body was between fury and sadness. Rayna was such a beautiful girl! I looked down at her belly and placed my hand on it gently. I felt the tiny life within her move. It was futile to ask who the father was. It could have been a noble…a commoner. I know I was here seven months ago. I made love to Rayna then. Maybe I was the father. Maybe not.
“Khalfani told me that he will kick me out of here unless I give birth to a female child. If the child is male, he will kick me out.”
“Why would he do that?”
Rayna looked up at me with large, teary eyes. “Because he said that if I give birth to a female child, she, too, will work here. My daughter will be forced to sell her body for money like myself. She will be condemned to have men take her every night just for their own pleasure. Every night she will have to pleasure men and be treated like a common animal. At least inside my belly I can protect her. When she is born, I will not be able to stop the men putting their dirty, lust-filled hands on her.”
“Do you love your baby, Rayna?”
She nodded. “I love this baby and I do not want to kill my child.”
I stroked her cheek gently. “I love you, Rayna. In fact, I want you to keep what I stole tonight. Use that for the baby.”
Rayna’s eyes glistened with new tears….tears of joy. Her hands began to shake as she looked at the money. It wasn’t much, but it would be enough for her to have a doctor see her to deliver the child.”
“Bakura….why? I’m just…a pregnant slut. How could you love me?”
I kissed her cheek. “Because I do. You’ve always been there for me. And I’m going to help you any way that I can.”
Rayna brought my head to her chest and cradled my head against her.
“I love you, Bakura Itemri.”
“I love you.” Three words that were to remain unspoken in this brothel. Khalfani has bodily removed men for displaying any type of affection to the girls. For Khalfani, he was running a whorehouse….not a dating service. You entered…paid your fee…had sex…then left. There was no room nor time for love. Rayna and I always whispered it to each other in secret. I wanted to bring her away with me. This whorehouse was no place for a good girl like Rayna.
But, what kind of life can I offer her? What if I was killed or captured by Anubis? No one could look after her and she’d end up back here. I could take her away, but I do not eat every day and I do not have a home. So, how could I provide for her?
I placed my lips against her chest and kissed her lovingly. She dropped the sack of money and laid on her back. I ran my hand from her leg and up her hip. My hand cupped her belly and I felt the baby move. Her arms wrapped around my back and robbed my back gently. My hands untied the piece of material she used as a skirt and she untied the clasp on the material binding her breasts. I pulled back from her and slowly pulled back the material concealing her beautiful, round breasts.
My hand lightly brushed over them and she moaned quietly. “Bakura,…nobody touches me like you do. Nobody makes love to me like yourself. I pulled my robe over my head, leaving me completely exposed to her.
My body laid beside her as I cupped one breast, teasing the nipple with my finger. I tried to be gentle with her. While she was moaning in pleasure, her face almost betrayed her. I left her one breast and I took one nipple into my mouth, lightly suckling on it. Her beautiful brown eyes opened and she smiled.
My hand moved to massage her belly and the child within her moved into my hand. “Strange,” my lover said, “The baby has never done that before with any other man. You must be very special,” she said smiling at me.
Does she think I am the father of this new life?
Her hand caressed my hair as I nursed her left nipple. Little marks were tell-tale signs of her being bitten today. Marks on her make me furious. The keeper has one rule for the people looking for sex: Don’t mark the girls. It supposedly diminishes them in value if another man has marked them.
I wonder if the keeper dismissed this under the circumstances.
I kissed lower to her large belly. My hand dipped lower to her glistening womanhood. I stroked and pet her gently as a real lover should. I felt the baby move as I dipped my tongue into her belly button. She arched her back under my tender adorations. The baby had moved below my lips. Both of us were surprised at the movement.
“This baby is never this calm, Itemri. Normally, she kicks and tosses around when I am trying to work. She hates all the other clients. Why does she react to you like this, I wonder? I can’t tell you how many men have become disgusted at the sight of my baby moving when they see me naked. They get very angry at me when the baby moves. It disrupts their pleasure, so the men say.”
I smiled at her and at the moving, shifting life inside. “I still find you beautiful. And even more beautiful carrying this baby. I’m also not as rough as your other clients, Rayna. Do your other clients do this as gentle as I do?”
I spread the folds protecting her womanhood and I ran my finger up and down the badge of her sex. My fingers gently caressed the flap of flesh at the height of her sex. Then, I stroked lower to her vaginal opening, already wet from my affectionate touch. I licked lower to her first patch of black curls. Rayna arched her back and whimpered as I kissed lower, parted her womanly folds again and dipped my tongue into my lover’s wet channel.
“Bakura! Bakura! I’m going to come!”
“Let it go, my girl.”
Rayna arched her back and gripped the sheets. Her teeth grit and her head raised off the pillow. Rayna’s body climaxed with a shudder moments after my wet tongue tasted her for the first time in months.
Rayna’s body fell limp on the bed, her whimpers continuing as I licked her clean. I laid my body next to her and dipped my tongue into her waiting mouth. She cleaned me of her juices with a smile. I held her in my arms. I had heard that pregnant women were very sensitive. I no sooner touched her with my tongue and she came! Now that’s sensitivity!
I cuddled her for a while and rocked her in my arms. I could guarantee this was the most affectionate contact she had all day.
She looked down at my arousal. Her eyes looked up at me and she stroked my cheek.
Banging began on the door. “Time’s almost up, Itemri!”
Rayna straddled my hips and slowly pressed herself down on me. Sweat gleamed on her forehead as her body took me inside and gripped me tightly. Our fingers curled around each other and she rode me slowly. I tried to go slowly so not to harm her. Her body released me and swallowed me whole again. I sat up and pressed her body close to me.
“Rayna…..love you,” I whispered quietly.
She smiled and brushed my wet hair back. “My Itemri.”
I held her close to my body as we both quickened our pace. Her face became buried in my neck as I hit something inside her that made her moan louder. She bit her lips and her body tensed along with my own.
We both let out a long moan as our bodies were floating in our passion.
Khalfani burst open the door. “Time’s up, Itemri. Rayna, you have another client coming up in five minutes. Get cleaned up.”
Khalfani closed the door and I kissed her deeply. If only I could take her away from this place………
We both cleaned up and we quickly dressed. She hid the money in the floor under her bed. “I promise to use the money for the baby, Bakura.”
I smiled. “I love you, Rayna.”
“Me, too, Bakura. You should go. Thank you for loving me tonight. I needed love tonight.”
My heart sank knowing what was going to happen to her as soon as I left the room. Another man was going to rip her clothes off and literally pound her into the mattress until she screamed.
At least I gave her a moment of love.
I kissed her sweet lips and I kneeled before the baby. “May good fortune come to you, child. I love you because you are a part of your mother.” I pressed a gentle kiss to the baby. I left the room and heard Rayna begin to sob. She always cried when I left. I was the only one who made love to her. I treated her like she deserved. And I loved her. It took everything for me not to cry, not knowing how the next man would treat her.
Marik was downstairs in the lobby sobbing on a girl’s shoulder. A tall, fat man stood up and looked at me. He reeked of body odor, sweat, and was covered in lice.
“Is Rayna ready for me yet?” he asked Khalfani.
“Rayna is awaiting to fulfill your every sexual whim,” Khalfani said counting his money.
The smelly, fat, vermin-infested man struggled to climb the steps. My heart sank.
At least I have her a moment of love.