Together with Bayek you followed Templar to the arena. To get closer to him, you entered the tournaments. Truthfully, you didn't really want to do it, but Bayek convinced you that it was the right thing to do.
Bayek was your real weapon. Before the fight, you checked your pads while you examined the tattoo, the mark on your wrist.
It was an eagle-headed chopesh on a part of the blade decorated with hyreoglyphs. The hilt of the sword was bound in a way that reminded you of Bayek's clothes.
Asasin promised you everything would be alright and kissed you in encouragement. He knew you would make it.
You had to survive five fights in the arena to get to the Temolar, who was in the last one. All in all, you and Bayek did well and managed to defeat a few enemies without a fight, when you pushed them into the traps that were set in the arena.
In the last round you had a Templar waiting for you, to which you discovered that it had sold out as a weapon and become a demon. It was a really tough fight, and at one point you were even worried if you were going to make it at all.
Eventually though, with the help of an asasin, you managed to create a special attack that you used to defeat the Templar. Bayek then ate his soul. He said he didn't like doing it, that these souls were disgusting, but again, he did it so that they wouldn't appear on earth among the living.
After all that, Bayek took you to the edge of town to thank you for the way you fought today. You sat in the grass under the palm trees, fresh fruit on a cloth beside you, and watched the sunset together.
Gradually, you would sit closer. You'd lay your head on his shoulder and he'd kiss you on the lips.
Alexios - Tip of the spear
You were locked up in the prison of Cosmos. You were forced there because of the mark of the weapon on your wrist. The broken spear that you were carrying. But you didn't tell them anything because you hadn't found your weapon yet.
You heard screams and alarms from all over. The one who caused it was a mythios named Alexios who freed you and who wanted to know why you were being held there. After all, they wouldn't do that without a reason.
You told him you were being held there because of a weapon you didn't have. Alexios took you in his arms, since you were weak from the torture, and made his escape with you.
Cosmos was ready for you and prevented you from escaping. You were trapped. Alexios, however, had such an inkling of his master. You didn't want to fight, but you had no choice at the moment.
Alexios turned into a weapon and you grabbed him. The weapon began to glow and golden threads appeared around you, creating a perfectly fitting suit of armor. In your mind you could hear Alexios giving you advice on fighting, but you felt so connected to him that you didn't even need the advice. Eventually you got out of there unharmed.
When you got to safety, Alexios decided to keep you as his master. He made it far on his own, but with your help, he was able to defeat his sister, whom he held in his spare cosmos.
You were hesitant. You were glad you found your weapon, but you didn't know if his lifestyle was for you. Alexios took your hand surprisingly gently, the tattoo on it proving that you belonged together.
It was the end of a spear, with a damascus blade that was speckled with gold, forming the head of an eagle. The hilt was wrapped in red cloth, and the ends of it were interwoven with gold.
Alexios kissed your fingertips to show you that he wasn't just brute force, but could be gentle as well.
Eivor - One-handed battle axe
Eivor's previous master was Haytham, but he was not his true master, and he would be returning to Syria shortly.
Eivor was in a bad mood that day, as Haytham told me the news that he would be without a master very soon. By this time, you had joined the village. You were a new member of the village, a master without a weapon, who washed up on the shore of their settlement.
You had no idea you were only left in the village because of the mark on your wrist. Even though everyone told you that you were an honorary member of the village, you felt like you were in a prison because you weren't allowed to leave or leave without supervision.
You walked past the Viking and headed towards a less populated area of the village. You tried to give the impression that you were just out for a walk, but at the first opportunity you wanted to escape.
You were on the edge of the village when Eivor grabbed your arm. You slipped away and grabbed him like a weapon. Unexpectedly, a protector appeared on your arm. But you didn't care. You stuck him in a tree and took off running.
You didn't get very far, though, because the Viking caught up with you and knocked you down. Now that he knew you were his true master, he wasn't going to let you go. He threw you over his shoulder and carried you back to the village. You were about to be promoted. Eivor moved you into his longhouse, and gradually the Viking grew on you.
Nevermind. I see you have a list of characters you write about.
Can I request another fic about Bayek then? :-)
Bayek X Male reader in a bathhouse. Reader would wash and worship Bayek, his beautiful hair, feel his wet hairy muscles, suck his thick cock, lick his hairy balls... :-P :-3
Thanks :-)
Bathhouse Shenanigans
I'm so sorry it took me a year??? to complete this. I got my ass kicked really hard by life also finding the motivation to write was rough but everything’s okay
Pairing: Bayek x Male Reader
Warning: NSFW under the cut, 18+ content under the cut
Warning(s): Technically semi-public sex, bathhouse sex, blow job (bayek receiving), short hand job (reader receiving), choking on dick but gets let back up as soon as safe ‘word’ (taps) is given, cum in mouth/on face
Word Count: 1423
AO3 link
Masterlist
The water was warm around your waist as you waded through the water to where Bayek was standing. “It’s so kind of you to join me,” you tease, offering the mercenary your hand.
Bayek chuckled quietly as he took the hand offered. “How could I not? I would not leave you by your lonesome, my love.”
You laughed in response, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and nestling your nose against his neck. His chest pressed against yours, the hair that gifted his chest tickling your own. Lips pressed against your crown and you let out a quiet sigh. “I missed you, Bayek,” you hum, brushing a hand through the hair as the base of his neck.
“I missed you too,” he whispers back and for a moment the two of you just stood in the water, enjoying the other’s presence. You could feel his heartbeat against your chest, slow, methodical drums as he relaxes against you and a smile tugs at your lips.
Your hands run down his back, over his shoulder blades and across his lower back to rest on his hips. You rub circles into his hips with your thumbs and you use the grip on him to pull him back to the ledge of the bath.
You hopped up on the ledge and reached for some of the soap you’d brought. Bayek hummed in amusement, settling between your legs as he waited. His hands ran over your legs, fingers tracing over your features.
“Hair down,” you hum with a smile. Bayek was quick to take his hair down, letting it fall over his shoulders. You turned him around so his back was to you before carefully massaging the soap into his scalp.
He visibly relaxed, letting out a quiet sigh of content as you washed his hair. Bayek let you maneuver his head however you needed. It was quiet, both of you content in the positions you were in.
Once the soap was scrubbed in, you nudged Bayek forward, sliding back into the water behind him. You grabbed a cup and filled it with water before tilting Bayek’s head back and beginning to wash the soap from his hair.
His hair was always soft and you took joy in running your hands through it whenever you could. Now was no different. You massaged his head, enjoying the quiet sighs he let out. You finished washing the soap from his hair and let him stand up straight.
Bayek turned to face you, pulling you into a short kiss that you gladly returned. When Bayek pulled back, you cupped his face and pulled him into another, longer kiss. You heard his breath hitch in his throat as your hands landed on his hips.
You smiled against him as you pushed him back to the edge of the bath and hoisted him up so he was sitting on the ledge. “You’re stunning. You know that?” You whisper, running a hand through his beard.
Bayek’s chuckle rumbled in his chest and you felt it vibrate in his throat as you kissed down his neck. “You tell me whenever you get the chance, my dear,” he answers, resting a hand on your shoulder as you kiss down his neck.
He felt you smile against him. Then his back was arching into you as you sank your teeth into the flesh of his neck. The sound he made when you did so made you chuckle before you kissed over the bite. You rested your forehead against the side of his neck, your hands running up and down Bayek’s thighs.
“Couldn’t ask for a better husband,” you hum, your hands caressing the inside of his thighs. “So beautiful and all mine.”
Bayek let out a breathy laugh that turned into gasp as your hand brushed along the underside of his cock. You kissed down his chest, moving his legs over your shoulder as you went lower.
He leaned back on his hands, watching you with lidded eyes as you stopped just above his naval. His cock stood proud against his abdomen, a small bead of precum leaking from his tip. You looked up at him with a smile as you pressed a kiss to his tip, licking up the bead with vigor.
The moan Bayek let out was nothing short of sinful and his legs shifted on your shoulders. You took the tip into your mouth, one hand moving to cup his balls. Your head bobbed down his length, taking in more of his cock with each movement.
One hand fondled his balls, the other was underwater, jerking yourself off. Bayek’s hand sat in your hair, guiding you down. The sounds coming from his mouth drove you wild. Little whines and whimpers fixed your ears and it had you moaning around him.
You pulled off of his cock for air, wiping your mouth where saliva had gathered. His cock was weeping with a mix of precum and your saliva right in front of you, the mixture leaking down his length. You didn’t take him back into your mouth, switching your mouth with your hand.
Bayek moaned above you as you wrapped your hand around his cock and licked a stripe along his balls. His hand tangled in your hair and he gently tugged. You buried your nose into the base of his cock with a strangled moan at the feeling.
“You’re amazing,” he whispers as you place a short kiss at the base of his cock. You thanked him with a quiet laugh before taking him back in your mouth. You relaxed your mouth as much as you could, swallowing around him as you tried to take all of him in your mouth.
His hand was still in your hair, playing with your hair as you sucked him off. You pulled off with a gasp for a moment. “You can push my head down, Bayek,” you whisper, almost pleading as you took him back in your mouth.
He didn’t hesitate and was more than happy to push your head farther down his cock. Bayek’s breathing was picking up as he forced your head farther down and soon your nose was buried in the hair situated on his pelvis.
Bayek held you there for a while. You swallowed around him and you could feel your throat trying to accommodate the girth. He was grinding up into your mouth, eager for whatever he could take from you.
You tapped his thigh twice and he let go of your hair long enough for you to pull off his cock for a breath. Bayek cursed above you, apologizing profusely. You smile up at him before licking down his cock. The pace had slowed down significantly, Bayek letting you catch your breath while you were still eager to please.
His cock rested on your cheek and you were jerking him off. Bayek was more than happy to have your hand on him, whispering quiet praises to you as he came closer and closer to that edge.
A well placed lick up the underside of his cock and you taking his tip into your mouth again had him cumming in your mouth before he could warn you. You swallowed what you could, the rest dribbling down your chin as you popped off his cock.
You stood from your spot, wiping the mess off of your chin as Bayek caught his breath. You heard him say your name before he was tugging you closer to him, his lips connecting with yours. His hand cupped your jaw for a moment before traveling down your body, stopping at your still hard cock.
Your breath hitched as he wrapped his hand around you, jerking you off as he pressed kisses down your neck and along your jaw. He drank the quiet sounds you made.
It was a swipe of his thumb over the slit of your dick and a bite in the crook of your neck that had you rolling your hips into his hand as you came. Bayek rubbed you through your orgasm, slowing to a stop as you panted in front of him.
He pressed another kiss against you before you were pulling him back into the bath to wash off. “I just cleaned you off,” you chastise with a shake of your head.
Bayek laughed in response, leaning into you and pressing his forehead against yours. “I’ll wash you off when you finish?” He offers with a smile. You let out a quiet laugh as you agreed, reaching for the soap once again.
You originally planned to spend Halloween with your boyfriend. However, he was on duty that night and could not change or cancel it. That's why nothing kept you at home.
Instead, you agreed with your friends to try the new scary attraction in town. After dark, the museum hosted a spooky dark tour, unguided and only for the brave.
In addition, there was an exhibition of ancient Egypt. That was one of your favourite historical periods. Maybe it was partly due to being with a boyfriend originally from Egypt.
You stood in front of the museum and waited for your friends. You looked at the time on your phone and wanted to text or call Bayek. Too bad he couldn't have a phone at work.
When your friends finally came, you went straight to the museum. The entrance itself was decorated in a spooky way, but nothing extra, rather for small children.
You walked on, checking out the haunted museum, but nothing got you extra excited. In addition, you have already seen the exhibits several times when you were here with Bayek, who created a guide for you many times.
You made it to half of the museum when you came across a corridor that wasn't on the map. Around it were columns with hieroglyphics and other Egyptian themes. However, there was a sign in the middle with the inscription "No entry".
As if the sign wasn't there at all, you went down that corridor. As you passed the entrance to that corridor, a strange feeling washed over you. It tugged at your heart and you had no idea why.
As you passed through the corridor, a spacious hall spread out before you, in the centre of which was an actual pyramid, the entrance of which was guarded by a single statue of Anubis with a spear in hand. Scattered around were sarcophagi, canopy jars and other Egyptian artefacts.
A fire was burning in the bowls around and it seemed as if you were in a completely different place. None of the artifacts were locked away in a glass case and everything was freely accessible.
You had the impression that something was not right here. But you had no idea what it could be. This whole place felt like it shouldn't be there at all.
You were about to leave when one of your friends touched the canopy jar. He took it up in the air to examine it when he accidentally dropped it. As the container fell and shattered into thousands of pieces, the flames in the room rose almost to the ceiling before almost dying out. A cold wind blew into the room and you exchanged worried glances.
Then everything happened too fast. Scarabs began to climb out of the broken container and crawled on a friend who dropped the container. They started climbing on him until they completely enveloped him and dragged him into the pyramid.
At the same moment, the sarcophagus opened, from which mummies began to climb out, and began to crawl at you and your friends. And to make matters worse, the Anubis statue also came to life and charged at you.
The mummies grabbed your friends and carried them to the heart of the pyramid. Jackal, however, mummified your friends with the help of a bandage that fell from his hands. They squirmed on the ground like earthworms and the mummies could carry them away more easily.
You had no idea how you managed it, but in the end, you were the only one left of your entire group.
"You shouldn't have come here!" Anubis spoke sternly and moved closer to you. It sounded creepy, but it just confused you. You would recognize this voice anywhere.
“Bayek?” you asked surprised. When he told you he would be at work, you didn't expect this. Anubis paused for a moment before putting down the spear he was still gripping tightly.
You carefully moved closer to him and removed the mask from his face. However, what you saw under her shocked you. It was still Bayek, but his face even under the mask resembled a jackal. Long pointed snout, long pointed ears. Perhaps only his hair and eyes were the same.
"What are you?" you asked him, though that wasn't the only question burning your tongue. "What's going on here?"
Before answering you, Bayek stroked your cheek gently, looking like he was searching for the right words. He finally took your hand and slowly walked with you into the pyramid. You knew he wouldn't hurt you, so you followed him.
“I am the servant of Anubis,” he said before adding the rest.
On this day, the worlds of humans and god were connected and he was entrusted to prevent unwanted problems and wanderings between the worlds. He also assured you that your friends would be fine. They will just sleep a little and in the morning they won't remember anything.
Bayek walked you to the door from the back exit. There you promised him that you would come home. You were about to leave when he stopped you. You still had his mask on.
You smiled apologetically. You stood on your tiptoes and kissed his muzzle lightly before carefully placing the mask over his face.
“I'll wait for you,” you smiled at him. Bayek hugged you and kissed you on the lips through the mask.
“I love you,” he whispered into your hair in his native language before walking back into the museum.
hey there! i don’t know if you still write fic, but i was wondering if you would be able to write something about bayek having sex with the reader for their first time and how passionate he is? thank you so much 😊
You got it Anon! May I present...
A Vow Made, A Vow Sealed
Fandom: Assassin's Creed
Paring: Bayek of Siwa x Female Reader
Rating: Explicit, 18+
Contains: unprotected adult fun between a newlywed couple.
Bayek of Siwa was so warm and welcoming. That was the first thing that truly drew you in. The fact that he was so open and affectionate with you compared to previous suitors. So many would play hard to get. So many left you guessing. But not him.
His smile was as warm as the sun. His manner was playful yet gentle. To those who called him friend, they were lucky to have him. To those who called him foe…
He had walked into your life when you least expected it. It took a short amount of time for the two of you to go from friends to more than. After so much heartache in the past, Bayek was a godsend.The only thing that made you nervous was the fact that he had been married before. Several spoke aloud about how loving his relationship had been with his first wife Aya. Could there truly be enough room in his heart for you as well?
Now it was time to find out. The two of you had pledged your vows to each other before the gods and now it was time to seal that pledge.
Walking out into the room where Bayek waited for you, you nervously wondered what he would think when he finally saw you disrobed for the first time. For your wedding night, you decided to dress in a wrap fashioned from a bolt of cloth that Bayek had gifted to you early in your courtship. It was made of a fabric that shimmered much like the Nile and you hoped he would be pleased to see you in it tonight.
As you stepped into the room Bayek stopped and gazed at you with complete awe. Quickly he rushed over to you and took you in his arms and gave you a gentle kiss. Instantly he recognized the fabric he had given to you and marveled at how much it suited you.
Bayek himself was somewhat dressed. Clad in a light cloth that was wrapped around his waist. Glancing below his belt you swore you saw a bulge. You hoped that was a good sign.
"Shall we begin my wife?"
Thinking there was no time like the present you let him lead you over to the sleeping area. Bayek had arranged a comfortable space for the two of you, complete with fur rugs and colorful cushions. The lanterns he had placed around the room gave it a soft glow. He had gone out of his way to make it seem as if the two of you were off in some magical place.
He could sense your nerves. The 2 of you had spoken before about how you were uneasy due to having never been with another before tonight. He knew you might already be comparing yourself to his 1st wife. Though there was much love for her still in his heart it didn't make his love for you any less real or passionate. He was determined to show you that.
"Shall I go first?" He asked, thinking that would help.
You nodded yes. Quickly Bayek took both of your hands in his, kissed them and brought them down to the knot at his hip. Guiding your hands, the two of you undid the knot. You felt very warm watching the garment fall to the floor, revealing his large manhood, already quite erect and eager for you.
Bayek then guided your hands to his manhood. He then let you get a feel for him. You marveled at how the skin of it felt almost like silk.
While your hands were occupied, Bayek reached over and pulled on the cord holding the wrap in place. Your breath hitched as you felt the knot loosen. As you felt him open the garment more, revealing more of your figure, Bayek's playful smile told you that he very much liked what he saw.
Bayek swiftly kissed you, wrapping his arms around you and pulled you closer to him. After sliding the wrap off of you, he began covering your face, neck and shoulders with even more kisses. Each one made your breath shorter and shorter.
The two of you remained standing, though just barely, as Bayek's mouth and hands found their way to your breasts. You whimpering as he sucked on each one made him even harder.
Bayek dropped to one knee as he kissed his way down your stomach and then even further down to your opening. Your legs nearly gave out from under you as you felt his mouth find your center.
You could only hold onto him for dear life as he kissed you more and more. Any words you might have had formed quickly vanished as you felt his tongue kick you up and down, exploring you every which way it could.
Bayek knew you could barely stand and so he got up off of his knee, picked you up and carried you over to the sleeping pad. Gently he laid you down against the cushions. He then quickly positioned himself between your legs, and lifting up your hips. Looking at his cock it seemed to have grown even larger. If it felt so good in your hands, surely it would feel good inside you.
"Shall I go slowly?" He asked running his hands along your legs, his touch feather lite.
You nodded yes and waited for him to do so. You thought he would just get straight to it. Giving you that playful smile of his, the one that always made your heart flutter, he gripped your hips and pulled you up further to him. For a second you wondered if he might turn you over. Perhaps he preferred that.
"Shall I turn over?" You asked.
"Do you want to?"
"I thought that men enjoyed that more. " You confessed.
"Some do."
"Do you?"
"There is one thing I like above all else." Bayek said with a smile, pulling you even closer. The one thing he wanted to do was show you how much he desired you.
Bayek brought all of his weight down onto you, showering you with more kisses. You were so distracted by his mouth that you didn't notice him reach between the two of you.
Suddenly you felt something being guided up and down your folds and then inside you. Bayek kept his word as he filled you up a bit a time, shuddering with ecstacy as he did so.
He started a slow yet sensuous rhythm to allow you to get a feel for him. Though it did hurt a bit at first, which you expected it might, that pain soon subsided and gave way to pleasure.
When Bayek wasn't busy kissing every part of you that he could reach, he was busy moaning in your ear just how beautiful you were, how much he enjoyed your perfect form. His voice was already pleasurable enough, but to hear his tone drop even more sent a shiver down your back.
Being reassured by him helped to relax you more and helped you to enjoy the experience more. You got so caught up in it you started planting kisses yourself all over Bayek's mouth, his neck, his large chest. Bayek bit his lip in delight as you did so.
His mouth than met yours again wherein he kissed you deeper than before. It was also then that he started to quicken his rhythm, still keeping you pinned under him.
Feeling him on top of you was wonderful, as was the feeling of his mouth all over yours. If his moans were any indication he enjoyed you just as much as you did him. But what if you could make him enjoy you more.
"Bayek, my beloved, might I ride you?"
Though Bayek was greatly enjoying going at you, he was not about to refuse such a request from his new bride. Carefully he maneuvered the both of you until you were now on top of him. He waited until you placed your hands on his stomach before he started bucking his hips, delighting in the surprised look on your face.
His movements sent such powerful waves of pleasure through your body. You had such a hard time remaining in place that you ended up digging your nails into his skin. Bayek's loud sighs told you that he enjoyed that. Though you had intended to take the lead, you felt so much pleasure that you didn't object.
Watching you hold on for dear life, watching your breasts move in time with his thrusts turned Bayek on even more. He felt his cock twitch with pleasure and wondered just how much longer the two if you would hold out.
Bayek's manhood seemed to feel even harder inside you. What's more, you felt a deep ache below,which then turned into a throbbing. That throbbing grew stronger by the moment and you wondered if Bayek could feel it as well.
Bayek felt you grip him tighter. Knowing what was next, he sat up, wrapped his arms around you and bucked harder and faster. All the while he kept his face buried in your neck.
As the throbbing reached a fever pitch, you could only hold on tight to your husband as something rapturous happened. You cried out as you kept throbbing, making quite a mess all over your husband.
You guessed he felt the same way for as you felt yourself coming down a bit at a time, Bayek let out an unholy moan. He gripped you firmly, shuddered as he emptied his seed into you over and over.
After a few moments, Bayek finally stopped. Still on top of him, you leaned your forehead against his. The only sounds in the room were of the two of you trying desperately to catch your breath. Bayek then brought up a hand to your face and brushed your cheek with it, even running his thumb along your mouth. You could resist the urge to kiss it, which made Bayek laugh softly.
You then kissed him with as much passion as you could muster, still worn out from your climax. Bayek's kisses were just as enthusiastic as yours and soon he felt himself harden again, ready for more.
You felt it as well, along with Bayek's hands running all over you. It was clear that he wanted even more of you, and you were certainly eager for more of him. The only question was, should you stay on top or not.
"Would you let me on top again, my wife?
Nodding eagerly, you let Bayek up. Once he was on top again, you felt him flip you over onto your belly.
Next came the wondered sensation of Bayek kissing his way up your back, making you gasp. Once he reached your neck, he kissed it and then laid down on you. You waited eagerly for him to enter you again and quickly your wish was granted.
Once all was said and done, by the time the night was over and you and Bayek fell asleep, he had his way with you several times more, each time more pleasurable than before. You fell asleep assured of his love and passion for you and he fell asleep assured of your love for him and of hope for a new start.
Anon Said:Could you please do some fluff for Bayek, where reader is Cleopatra’s right hand woman? (maybe a bit of smut if your up for it) Thank you so much :)
“Are you not her right hand? Is your loyalty not to her?”
“I have a greater loyalty Bayek of Siwa. And that is to Egypt herself.”
“But Cleopatra is Egypt. You do not agree with the alliance with Rome?”
“I have seen Rome devour other nations whole. I will not stand aside and allow Rome to devour Egypt as well. So, Bayek of Siwa, are you in?”
Another beautiful day was coming to an end in the city of Alexandria. Though you could only guess how beautiful it was as you yourself had spent the entire day holding court with Cleopatra and the other members of the Royal household. Negotiations with the dignitaries from Rome were still not going as well as you had hoped and more than once, you worried you would have to call for the guards to break up any arguments that might turn physical.
But at last, after sunset, Cleopatra called an end to it all, and though no progress had been made, everyone was glad it was over for the day. Many were planning to see out more entertaining company after such a tedious meeting. If not for your own plans later, you would have done the same.
After formally dismissing the other courtiers and giving instructions to one or two others. Cleopatra motioned for you to follow her back to her private quarters. Keeping her eyes forward as the two of you walked down the hall. She kept her voice lowered so that the palace guards keeping watch would not hear.
“What news of your efforts with Bayek of Siwa?”
“The work continues Your Majesty. In fact, I am meeting with him again tonight for further discussions.”
“And just how close are you to having him at our side?” She asked.
“It’s only a matter of time, Your Majesty. You have my word.”
“Keep at it until he does. I cannot afford to have him undoing our alliance with Rome.”
Though you smiled and nodded, you privately noted that he would never agree to work with Cleopatra again, especially not openly, and he swore as such just after he split with his wife, Aya of Alexandria. But the Pharaoh did not need to know that. There was so much that she did not need to know.
After a polite bow, you watched as the Pharaoh walked into her quarters to be tended to by her other servants. Now that you were free, you started to make you way back to a more private building inside the confines of the palace. You other meeting for the day would take place somewhere less formal, but still just as private. As the Pharaoh’s right hand, you were entitled to an entire building on the compound, one in which your quarters were on the top level while below were several rooms that you used to conduct business.
The other bit of business did involve the man known as Bayek of Siwa. Months before you had been charged with the task of bringing him back into the service of the Ptolemies. He had not parted with them on good terms before, and even Bayek’s former wife, Aya had left Cleopatra’s service on less than friendly terms.
You knew from the start that he would never agree to rejoin her service, having been privy to many of the discussions with then. So, you had made a different offer, not one of service to Cleopatra but to you. It had taken some convincing but having explained to Bayek that your loyalty was to Egypt alone and that your goal was to see that Egypt survived, he agreed to work with you.
You were risking everything working against Cleopatra but the way you saw it, she was not acting in Egypt’s best interests. No matter that the two of you had been close since childhood, no matter that your family had served hers for generations, no matter what you had sworn to her, if she would not act to protect Egypt from the likes of the Romans, you would. And you would not be alone when the time came.
You had expected that he would be mistrustful from the beginning. But you set about it anyways, working hard to establish at least some level of trust between the two of you by providing him with information that would allow him to undermine the efforts of the Romans.
There were even times you would procure weapons or supplies that he would need for his missions. The rank you possessed certainly made it easier for you to acquire them, but it also meant that you had to be careful with your explanations, lest word reach the wrong ears.
It was a lot of work, but it soon began to pay off. Bayek’s manner around you over time became more relaxed, and after several weeks of successful efforts, the two of you began to interact more as friends and less as partners. On several occasions, the conversations between the two of you diverged in such a way that you almost forgot what the two of you were supposed to be doing.
The more you got to know Bayek, the more you grew to like him. He could be so gentle in one moment and incredibly fierce the next,. More than once you witnessed him stop to help others being harassed by the Romans. Other times you would see him assist a young merchant with finding lost workers, doing all he could to help anyone in need. Bayek took his duties as a Medjay with the utmost seriousness and you could not help but admire his dedication to the people of Egypt.
Then suddenly, seemingly out of nowhere, the relationship between the two of you took another shift. It happened during one of your secret meetings with Bayek. The two of you met in one of the nearby temples and had nearly been caught by several Roman centurions who were patrolling about. Knowing that the soldiers would not keep silent about spotting you like this, you and Bayek quickly sought out a hiding place. The only place that could be found was a small corner, hidden away from view. The space was so small that you and Bayek were all but entangled in each other.
You froze being so close to him like this. This was not something that was supposed to be happening. You were supposed to be working with him, not being so physically close to him that this scent was making you think rather blasphemous thoughts. There was no possible way that the two of you could or would cross that line. You were in service to Pharaoh and he was simply a Medjay. Not to mention you knew his former wife Aya still occupied a large place in his heart. No, this would not be right.
The longer the two of you remained hidden, the more nervous the both of you became. Not being able to speak aloud lest the two of you be discovered, all you could do was wait until Bayek, who was keeping an eye out could see that the coast was clear. All you could do was wait and do your best not to push him against the wall or order him to do the same to you.
When it was finally safe enough to come out of your hiding place, you found yourself at a loss of words. You wanted to ask Bayek to stay with you longer. But you also knew that the two of you had risked enough for the night and so you took your leave of him, hoping he had not noticed the flushness of your cheeks. Along the way back to the Palace, you wondered just how you were going to face him the next time. Perhaps it was best to pray to the Gods that Bayek would think nothing of it and the both of you could pretend it did not happen.
That prayer went unanswered. At the next meeting, the two of you could hardly get any words out to each other at first, the two of you were so nervous. It quickly became apparent to you that Bayek had not forgotten the other night and now the two of you were not sure how to proceed with your work together.
You offered to call the whole thing off, but to your surprise, Bayek emphatically said no. He wanted to continue what the two of you had built together, and not just the work the two of you had done against the Romans. The way he saw it, the two of you had put in too much effort to back out now and he was not one to leave a job unfinished. Not only that but he had grown to adore you.
That presented a new problem. Could the two of you continue forward and not let your feelings get in the way? What if Cleopatra or any of the other courtiers were to find out? Several of them had made it clear that they would love to usurp your position.
“We must be more cautious. She has eyes everywhere.”
“No. Only the Gods do. And she, beloved, is no God.”
“And if we are found out?”
“Then you will have a place with me. You have my word as a Medjay and as a man in love.”
With his assurance you agreed to move forward. As you did so, you silently prayed to the Gods and Goddesses that the two of you could pull this off and pull it off with your heads intact. But as time passed, things began to change. Things began to appear, things you did not see coming.
At times, when you least expected it, you would find things that had been left for you in your quarters. Sometimes they were a bundle of beautiful lotus blossoms. Other times, there were bits of poetry written on papyrus, rather descriptive poetry extolling your beauty and your graces. How he managed to get them into your quarters you could only guess, but you suspected he had the help of his pet eagle Senu. She had been seen flying above the palace every time you found a gift in your quarters.
You had not expected him to be the type to leave such things, but if there was one thing you knew about him, it was that he was not shy about his affections, especially not in private. It was a rare thing to find someone so open, but Bayek of Siwa was a rare man indeed.
Suddenly, you could hear arguing. Looking around, you saw that near your private quarters, there was something going on. Quickly you rushed over and saw that Bayek was being accosted by several of the Roman soldiers who had been assigned to the palace recently.
“Guards! Let go of him! I sent for him.” You yelled in a firm tone. Instantly the guards saw you walking towards them backed away from the man. Though the guards hadn’t been in Alexandria long, they had been warned about you the day they had arrived at the palace, warned that you had the Pharaoh’s favor and one word to her from you would lead to them being reassigned to a post far in the desert, away from the pleasures of Alexandria.
With each man giving a deep bow of the head, all of them walked away and back towards their respective posts, each quietly smarting over not getting to have a bit of a fun with the intruder.
Your expression remained hard as you looked over the tall, muscular man, garbed in animal skins and several weapons.
“Bayek of Siwa, please follow me.” You spoke in a formal voice.
Bayek strode over to you. As you turned to lead him towards the building, he fell into step just behind you. You had to fight the urge to reach behind you and take his hand in yours. Not seeing him for weeks on end had been unbearable and having to maintain the façade even now was draining. Even if the guards were wise enough to not argue with you, there was nothing to stop them from spreading gossip.
Inside the building on the first floor was one of several rooms that the Pharaoh and you would use to conduct business with the other advisers. The others had retired for the evening and so it would be the perfect place to talk with Bayek. Provided that the others stayed away, there would be no chance of the two of you being disturbed.
No sooner had you closed the curtains, blocking the rest of the world away, you turned and rushed over to him, quickly jumping into his arms, and planting several passionate kisses on his face.
The only sounds to be heard for moments were of the two of you moaning into each-others mouths. Bayek held onto you for dear life as the two of you savored the feeling of each other, fearful of letting go again. He had missed you more than he ever expected to.
Bayek laughed that deep, rumbling laugh of his that always made you feel weak in the knees.
“I’ve missed you so.” You murmured as he held you tighter to him. “More than I can ever express.
“So have I.” Bayek replied truthfully “I am sorry for being away for so long my love.”
“Were you successful in your efforts?” You asked quietly.
“I was. The soldiers will be delayed…for several weeks.” Bayek said, a sly smile on his face.
“Before I forget myself, I am to ask you yet again to join her service.” You said, thinking you might as well get that bit of business out of the way.
“And you know that the answer will be ‘no’” Bayek noted wryly.
“I know my love, but I must ask to maintain our cover of secrecy. Her Majesty is under the impression that I am still working to bring you back into her service.”
“And are you?” Bayek asked curiously.
“I am, but only so I can have you more often at my side. The nights without you have been too much.” You confessed, holding him tighter. “Especially when I receive word from you. I worry about you so much out there.”
“You could always leave her service and join with me as a Hidden one. You could be with me always.” Bayek purred as he gathered your hands in his, gripping them gently.
“You do make a tempting offer.” You answered honestly. It was an offer he had made before an offer you seriously considered. Enough so that you had even prepared papers in secret to give to Cleopatra. But something stopped you and it wasn’t something you could easy toss aside. Your connections to the Ptolemies ran deep and you had yet to find a way to leave her service without endangering others, least of all your family.
“I hope one day I can. But today isn’t that day. There is still much to be done.” You murmured. Though it was the truth, it was also the only thing keeping you from running away with Bayek right there and then. “Can we forget about that for tonight? The only thing I wish to think about, is you and me, alone together in my chambers at last.”
“I can hardly say no to that.”
Quietly you walked over and opened the curtains, looking outside for any sign of the guards. Seeing none you motioned for Bayek to follow you towards the stairs. As soon as you reached the bottom step, you felt him grab a hold of you, making you gasp in surprise. Carefully Bayek gathered you up in his arms, carrying you up the stairs with ease as if you were his bride.
Once the two of you reached your quarters down the hall, you pulled loose the sash that held back the curtains. With the two of you hidden away once more, this time more safely, your mouth found his again, kissing him deeper than before. Bayek’s own mouth was just as eager, keeping his lips on yours as he started to carry you over to the bed. But one look at it told him that it wouldn’t hold the both of you. At least not comfortably.
In the corner he spotted a large sitting area, with a large ornate rug, several lanterns, and a large array of cushions. Plenty comfortable for the two of you. While he carried you over, you were busy trying to loosen and undo all the knots that held his clothing to his perfect body, not caring if they made any noise as they landed on the cold stone floors.
Bayek could feel you loosening his garments and couldn’t wait to loosen yours. Though yours were less than his, he wanted to take his him removing them. He wanted to savor the sight of every bit of your luscious skin, every gentle curve of your form. He wanted to appreciate every bit of you in the way someone as perfect as you should be.
Finally reaching the sitting area, he sat you down and brought his hands up to your neck and shoulders. His hands, both strong and gentle felt so wonderous as his fingers found the straps of your garment and started to pull them down. You shivered with delight as you felt him peel the dress off you. With each bit of your form revealed, Bayek placed several kisses along your skin. He stopped just long enough to take each of your breasts in his mouth and suck on them, making your nipples quite hard.
Your legs felt as if they might give out under you, so you held onto Bayek as he worked his way down your belly. The further down he went, the wetter and stickier your thighs became, so much so that you could smell how aroused you were, and you knew Bayek could as well.
After what seemed like forever, you felt the garment hit the floor. Now completely naked, apart from your jewels of office, you moved just enough so that the garment could be set aside. Though you were naked, Bayek wasn’t quite there, still having a fair amount of clothing himself from the waist down. Eagerly your reached out to undo the knots tying the garments at his waist while Bayek slipped out of the sandals that protected his feet from the hot Egyptian deserts.
Once the garments were gone, you could finally see it, his thick, hard member, pulsing with excitement at finally getting to be inside you. You went to play with it, taking it in your hands gently, shivering at the feel of it and of the sounds of Bayek growling with pleasure as you took the measure of him. Bayek was one to make things even and so he took his own hands and massaged your breasts. Your nipples felt even harder between his fingers and Bayek couldn’t resist the urge to take them between his forefingers and thumbs and twist and pull at them.
So many nights you spent imaging him doing so. So many dreams of him pleasuring you like this and even then, they were nothing compared to the feeling of finally having his hands on you in such a way. Those hands of his, so rough in a fight were so good at pleasuring you that you could hardly believe they belonged to the same man standing before you now.
“No wonder Aya spoke so well of him.”
“There are so many ways I wish to have you. I hardly know where to start.” Bayek murmured in his deep, sensual voice as he struggled to keep himself focused; he was enjoying the feeling of your hands so much. Your mind ran rampant knowing that he planned to have you in more than one way and instantly you remembered that night in the temple where he was pressed into you.
“You could start by pinning me down.”
“To the wall or to the floor?”
“Does it matter which one?”
“Then both it is.”
With that Bayek let go of your breasts and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you in roughly to his body. Reaching under, he picked you up. Quickly you wrapped your arms around his neck, just as he wrapped your legs around his waist. Bayek could instantly feel how dripping wet you were, and his cock throbbed even harder. Quickly he grabbed a hold of himself and guided himself inside you, quickly filling you and making you whimper.
There was no time to catch your breath as Bayek pushed you up against the ornate wall and thrust hard into you. With nothing to do but hold onto him, you covered him with kisses as he pounded into you with a quick and steady rhythm. Between the moaning, the sounds of skin meeting skin, there was no hiding what was going on and you could care less if all of Egypt heard you.
Finally getting to be inside you, Bayek could scarcely contain his ecstasy. Knowing that he had you right where he wanted, you at his pleasure was so delightful. Those cold nights in the desert, the thoughts of you were the only thing keeping him truly warm. And now it was finally happening. If only Cleopatra herself knew what Bayek was doing to her right-hand woman, only the Gods could imagine how she would react. Bayek has certainly never expected to fall for you like he had, had even spent weeks fighting against his feelings for you. But it had happened and now here the two of you were.
As strong as Bayek was, he could feel himself beginning to tire and so he pulled you away from the wall and carefully lowered you onto the cushions. As soon as your head hit the pillows, he resumed his rhythm, placing his arms under you, lowing himself onto you more. He was so large, so heavy you could hardly move away, not that you wanted to. He was all that existed at that moment.
Just when you thought he couldn’t get any deeper inside you he did, reaching so many parts of you at once, all in such a pleasurable way. With each thrust of his hips, he seemed to feel harder and harder, as if his cock were made of stone. Below you, you could feel the dampness. Bayek had gotten your opening so wet that you knew the rug below you were soaked in your juices.
He didn’t let up, even as you felt yourself start to cramp up inside. Slowly you felt your insides contracting and throbbing, your breath shortening as you felt your losing more and more control of your body as that sensation, that very intense feeling of pleasure building up inside you faster as faster as Bayek went at you harder than before. He could feel by you gripping him inside that you were about to peak, and he believed in finishing you strongly.
No words would form, only whimpering and moaning as you felt your body shake beyond control. Bayek remained firmly in place, growling, and moaning in your ears as he pushed you over the edge. You cried out as you fell over into pleasure,, holding onto the only thing you could, Bayek. You dug your fingers into his skin as the throbbing intensified, as each thrust hit harder and harder. It was seemingly impossible, but you felt yourself become even wetter and even as the throbbing started to slow, Bayek still kept going.
Your whole body felt limp from pleasure. Everything seemed to be hazy, but even through the haze you could feel Bayek still having his way with you. His growls became even deeper as he thrust even more, and soon enough they became more frantic. Bayek couldn’t hold back his own pleasure anymore and giving into it, he filled you with his seed, still thrusting hard as he emptied himself inside. Once it was finally done, Bayek himself felt weak and as best he could, lifted himself off you and onto the cushions next to you.
You wanted to move over and onto him, but your body still felt so limp. The most strength you could muster was to lift a hand up and gently caress his face. Bayek, though worn, took your hand in his and kissed it.
“That was needed. “He sighed.
“Yes it was.”
“Do you think the guards heard us?’
“I’ve no doubt someone did.”
Bayek laughed lightly at that. His laugh made your heart flutter, as it always did.
Bayek rolled over and pulled you over into his arms again. Once he had a hold of you, he stroked your cheek gently, marveling in your beauty once more. He wanted to tell you of all the ways you inspired him, but he felt that no number of words in that moment could express how he felt towards you now.
You did not want to break the mood, but you found yourself wondering if Bayek would have to leave. You did not want him to, but there was also the risk of him being caught in your quarters like this. So much could come crashing down if someone saw him. But when would you see him again?
“Will you.. I mean.. can you stay here tonight? With me?” You asked softly.
“You want me to?” He asked.
You nodded in the affirmative.
“I will have to sneak out at first light.” He spoke. Bayek had observed the guards over time enough to know that his chances of sneaking out in the morning were limited.
“Is that a yes?” You asked hopefully.
Bayek pulled you even closer, kissing you deeply. For him, nothing could pull him away from you, not even the Gods.
How sexy and mysterious. I shall ask for Bayek and 47. Thank you 😊
A/N: Another hot assassin that I have not written for, that makes me sad.Also here I’ve decided to make Aya be a friend of Bayek cause I really loved her character.
Song Used:
47: Bleeding Love-Leona Lewis.
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Closed off from love, I didn't need the pain.
You were a princess, someone’s who could not fall in love but you did the moment Bayek of Siwa became your protector. You tried to stay away, to push the man away from you but it became harder and harder each day and soon you found out that you were in love with the man.
But something happened for the very first time with you
My heart melts into the ground, found something true.
You were surprised knowing that he felt the say way,your heart swelled in happiness that you were able to find love being who you were. You both did your best to hide your relationship. Aya doing her best to stem the rumors, while it was easy to stop the other Medjays from talking the woman found it harder to stop the other higher ups, she did not want the news to reach your father.
Closing your eyes you were grateful for her help, without her you could not imagine the place you could be in. Stepping closer to Bayek you hand enclosed around his as he peered over the balcony. The skirt of your dress trailing behind you as the man took your appearance in. You were so beautiful, you always managed to take his breath away.
Even though you were still a princess you were still kind. You cared about your people, helping them and it was one of the many reasons the man fell in love with you.
“Bayek....I don't care what they say...I'm in love with you.” Placing your lips against his you nearly jumped hearing a pounding on his door. “You must go....it must be my father.”
Bayek scowled for a moment before he pressed his lips against your in for a quick kiss. “I will find a away to free you my love.”
You watched him leap down from the balcony, easily climbing down the stone. You felt yourself relax, even when a hand roughly grabbed your arm tugging you away.
Their piercing sounds fill my ears, try to fill me with doubt.
You could hear your fathers people talking but you did not care, someone must have found out about the relationship you and Bayek had. It has been days since your father ordered his death and you just prayed he stayed hidden.
You fathers people trying to fill your mind with lies about what the kind of man he was but you did not believe them but it did not matter because you would be free soon.
Keeping your head held high you talked to your room, on your way to change for your wedding ceremony but their was not going to be a wedding. Slipping into your room you knew it was going to be heavily guarded.
Pulling out a small veil that Aya had given you, you made your way towards the bed.
Taking a deep breath you drank the whole liquid then collapsed on the bed. Y
our father can plan your funeral instead.
I'll be wearing these scars for everyone to see.
You awoke in darkness, the only light was due to a small fire. Doing your best you brought your knees to your chest. “Hello?”
“Y/n!.” Bayek let out the breath he was holding in, he was relived to see you alive and awake.
Aya let out a laugh as she placed her and on your shoulder. “Oh am Im happy to see it worked.”
“Their was a chance it would not?”
Giving you a smile the woman waved her hand. “Well let’s not get into that but you should be happy to know that Princess Y/n was declared dead.” She then grasped the white robes from Bayek’s hands. “Welcome to the Hidden Ones...y/n...now I will leave you to alone.”
Feeling your cheeks grow warm you watched the woman disappear in the darkness.
Sighing you placed the robes aside as Bayek stood in front of you. Hand hands grasping yours. “I love you.”
“I love you too and now nobody can take you away.”
Contains: Smut, Fingering, Oral, A bit of Food Play and other stuff. Nothing too out there
Work Count: Over 4k
AN: I had someone on A03 request a Bayek fic some time ago and now its finally finished. Hope everyone enjoys it!
It was just before sunset in the city of Alexandria and the party was in full swing. Hoping to woo some more business, your best friend Kore had decided to host a party at her family’s vast villa and with how packed it was, it was promising to be a success. Having heard you were back in town, she sent word to you and all but pleaded with you to come to the party. At first you considered saying no, as the trip you had returned from had not been a pleasant one, but with nothing else to do that night and no missions, you decided why not.
Looking through the crowds from a small corner in the gardens, all dressed in their finery, you realized that except for Kore, you didn’t know anyone. Making it worse were the couples that were sneaking away for some private time, making you green with envy.
Kore had offered to arrange a bit of fun for you with one of the sons of a local official, but you had said no. He seemed nice enough, but you quickly saw that he had too much of a wandering eye to be good company.
Downing the rest of the wine, you went to go find more when something caught your eye. Standing in a corner, looking out into the crowd was someone tall, wearing bits of armor you had never seen before and carrying a shield in a shape you had never seen. They also seemed to be wearing a dark hood, a dark red cloth about the waist and an animal skin over the shoulder
Deciding to see who this guest was, you made your way over to them. Looking them over, your eyes fell upon a familiar looking badge, a badge that belonged to very few people, along with several familiar scars.
“Bayek?!”
“Y/N?!” He replied, removing his hood and flashing a large smile towards you. The two of you had know each other for years, having worked together many times.
Bayek pulled you into a large hug and lifted you up, making you remember just how strong he was. As he sat you back down, you couldn’t help but notice his demeanor. For all his cheerfulness at seeing you, you could tell by how he carried himself, that much had happened in the last few years.
“What brings you here?” You asked.
“I was in for a bit of business…and to see Aya. My business was conducted quickly. But Aya had already left.” He said with a bit of sadness.
“I had heard that you and Aya had separated. And about Khemu. I’m sorry.” You said, genuinely sad for him. When you had first heard the news, you didn’t believe it. Bayek and Aya were the strongest couple you knew, so much so that you couldn’t imagine anything separating them. But life had. It had not only split them up but taken their beloved son too.
‘It is what it is.” Bayek shrugged, despite the fact that the split, even a year later, was still beyond painful.
“Is Masaudi with you?” He asked, hoping to move the conversation forward.
At hearing that name, you winced, which Bayek quickly took notice of.
“May I ask what happened?”
You took a moment to compose yourself.
“Well after finishing up a mission earlier than I had expected to I made the journey back home and hoped to surprise him. But when I got there, I found out he had taken up with another woman.” You said bitterly as you struggled to hold back tears. “My sister, Masika.”
“I’m sorry to hear that.” Bayek said sympathetically, knowing just how much you had loved Masudi and how hard you had worked to keep things going despite being gone so often.
“It is just as well.” You shrugged, though the pain of the split still burned inside you. “He was never accepting of my work anyways.”
“Very few are.” Bayek nodded sagely.
Eager to forget being scorned, you took a few more goblets from a nearby servant and handed one to Bayek
“How about we forget about our love lives for a few hours.”
“Sure, if we could find somewhere quieter?” Bayek asked, the crowds making him a tad nervous.
“Follow me.”
Leading Bayek away from the party, you guided him across the villa and upstairs to some private rooms that Kore used for entertaining, taking a jar of wine along the way. With as much as she had been trying to set things up for you, you knew she wouldn’t mind. The room itself was rather pleasant, covered with fine colorful fabrics, a few sitting areas and even a large lavish bed that Kore had custom made.
The two of you spent the next few hours catching up, taking turns making the other laugh with all sorts of sordid tales. Bayek was even kind enough to show you many of the new weapons he had acquired, weapons made of materials you had never seen before.
It was a grand time. Bayek had forgotten what it was like to simply just enjoy another’s company and recalled that he hadn’t relaxed that much since that night. Several years ago, at a party much like this one. Bayek, Aya, yourself and others had gone to the party to hopefully gather information. There wasn’t much to be had so the lot of you decided to simply just enjoy yourselves. After much wine had been consumed, you and Aya had gotten to talking and bolstered by it, Aya had asked you if you wished to join her. And Bayek for an evening together.
It didn’t take much to convince you to say yes. You had long since admired both and found them both incredibly attractive. After a bit of discussion on what was allowed and what wasn’t, the three of you retired for the night to a more private room and didn’t resurface till the next day. It was a night that none of you would forget and simply sitting here again with Bayek caused you to think back on it as well
“It’s been too long, seeing a friend like this.” You said, contentedly, downing yet another goblet of wine.
“It has.”
“Though the last time we saw each other, we were a bit more than friends if I do recall” You teased
Bayek knew exactly what you meant. It had been in the back of his mind the second he saw you.
“Do you regret that night with Aya and I?” Bayek asked gently
“I’ve never been one for regrets.” You shrugged as you thought it over “Except..”
“Yes..”
“I only regret that it was one time. And if I’m honest, it was the best night of my life.”
Bayek couldn’t help but be a bit flattered by that. He and Aya had talked about that night afterwards and had greatly enjoyed themselves and you and have even talked about it happening again. Only for other things to get in the way.
“I wish I could go back to that time in my life. “Bayek admitted softly. “Or at least forget that the last few years happened.”
In that moment, the both of you felt a great sense of longing. Bayek for his old life, you for yours, or at least before you met Masaudi. Even though you weren’t normally one for regrets, you couldn’t help but feel as if you had wasted too much time with him.
Masaudi was nothing like the man sitting next to you now, and even in that moment, you wondered how you could have fallen for someone who couldn’t love you for who you were or let you be true to yourself. It was one of the many reasons you couldn’t help but admire Bayek and Aya’s relationship and wish for one like theirs. To have a partner like that would be the greatest gift from the gods.
There were so many things you wanted in that moment, most of all to feel good about life again, and looking over Bayek and recalling that night, you were struck with an idea.
“What if we could? I mean pretend that we are?” You asked.
“How would we do that?”
“Well, we could recreate something from that time.” You said, “Perhaps a memorable night..”
Bayek was starting to see where you were going with this.
“Are you sure?”
“I’m quite sure.” You said firmly. “After how things have gone for me as of late, I want to forget about it all. And if I am honest, I want to feel wanted.”
Bayek could sympathize with you greatly. Even though he was on good terms with Aya, it didn’t make the split with her any easier. And despite burying himself in his work with the Hidden Ones, it didn’t mean that he had abandoned all the things earthly.
“If you wish, you can pretend I am her..” You asked, sensing his hesitation.
“No. That wouldn’t be fair to you.” He said. “But I must ask, why me?”
“Because having shared a bed with you before, I know and trust you. And quite frankly, ever since that night, I’ve thought about having you to myself.” You said, smiling a bit sinfully.
“Would it be alright if I don’t kiss you on the lips? Like before?”
“That’s perfectly alright” You agreed. You knew Bayek considered something like that sacred and you respected that.
“I’ll need a moment, to remove all this.” He said.
“I’ll make sure we are not disturbed while you do.”
While you went to secure the door, Bayek set to work removing all his weapons, his shield and even the extra bits that he carried with him. Setting them down carefully and neatly, should he need them, he took a moment to consider what he was about to do. It was a bit of fun, just that. Fun between two people who trusted each other, surely the Gods would see no harm in that.
“I’m ready.”
Hearing that, you went to rejoin Bayek and took a moment to appreciate his form. Bayek had removed all his armor and weapons, leaving only the dark red cloth wrapped around his waist, tied in a firm knot. Swiftly you walked over to him and returning the devious grin on his face, you set to work loosening the knot. Once undone, you let the red cloth fall to the floor, finally revealing his large, pulsating cock in all its glory.
It was larger than you remembered. To see it, so long and thick, and eager to be worked made you wetter than before. The last time you had seen it, was the night that you and Aya took turns pleasuring him before they took turns licking him up and down his shaft and now, there would be no sharing, he was yours and yours alone.
Putting a hand on his chest, you pushed him back towards the bed, playfully pushing him onto it. Bayek made himself comfortable against the pillows as you climbed on and crawled towards him, moving between his long, muscular legs and towards your prize.
Placing your hands on his chest, you moved them up and down, running your fingers through the thick dark hair and enjoying the feel of his firm muscles. Bayek had always kept himself in wonderful shape and even now, he seemed stronger than ever and you wondered where you should start.
Bayek had said you couldn’t kiss him on the mouth, but he said nothing about the rest of his perfect body and recalling how he would all but melt when Aya would kiss his neck, you buried your face between his neck and right shoulder, covering as much as you could with long, sensuous kisses, before moving across to the other side. Your efforts were rewarded by the sound of Bayek’s breath hitching between each kiss and glancing down, you saw him grip the bedding beneath him tightly.
“Is it too much?” You purred gently in his ear.
“No” He groaned. “Keep going.”
With a one last playful kiss on his throat, you moved slowly down to his chest, your hands still roaming over him. His breath only seemed to shorten as you reached his stomach and reaching the base of his cock, with one hand holding it in place, you slowly took the tip of your tongue and licked the underside of him, and all the way around the base of his cock. The saltiness of his skin and his heady scent was intoxicating as was the sound of him groaning as he felt you work him.
Wanting to make him growl you dragged your tongue up to the tip of him, where you rolled your tongue around and over him. Still holding him with one hand and keeping another on his chest, you took the thick tip in your mouth, dragging your soft lips over it. He was so thick, and he tasted so delightful on your tongue and the moans in your ear were so delightful that you couldn’t resist slowly taking him more into your mouth, each inch of him making him moan louder.
When you took in all that you could and as you sucked on him hard, you worked his pulsing shaft with one hand and slipping the other hand down to your wet opening, you rubbed your swollen, throbbing clit, pretending as you had so many times before that your hand was his. Quickly, your fingers were coated and soon enough, your thighs were slick as well.
Bayek didn’t know what he enjoyed more, feeling your mouth on his manhood or watching you work his cock or both. Looking down he quickly noticed you pleasuring yourself along with him and the scent of your juices quickly filled the air, as sweet as honey. He couldn’t resist licking his lips at the thought of having more of you, as he still remember his last taste of you that night so many years ago.
The feel of you moaning and whimpering on his dick made him twitch and grip the bedding tighter, so much so you thought he might rip it apart. Having him all to yourself was so much more delightful than you ever expected and for all your wanting to not slow down your rhythm and enjoy him more, you didn’t want to slow his pleasure either.
Bayek was of the same mind as you. Watching you work him and yourself was ecstasy as he always enjoyed a woman who took her own pleasure. But he was also never one to let his partner do all the work and after all, he was hungry himself and only one thing would satiate it.
He waited patiently until you released his cock from your mouth to catch your breath. No sooner had you done so than he took you by the arms and pulled you up towards him. Bayek maneuvered himself to where he was now underneath you, with you straddling his face and your opening so close to his eager mouth. Before you could say as word, all thoughts were stripped away from you by the feel of Bayek’s mouth on your inner thighs, quickly working their way up, and the feel of his tongue licking up your sweetness.
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t kiss you there.” He growled as he eagerly kissed his way to your opening, nipping at your skin. You let out a loud, throaty moan as you felt his hot mouth reach your opening, his tongue being dragged through your folds, enjoying every drop of your sweet fruit.
Much like before, he ate at you like a man starving. Each pass of his tongue find parts you that you didn’t know existed and as he slipped his tongue inside you and moved it about, you started to whimper and ache as you felt yourself getting even more wet, making his face slick with your sweetness.
Bayek moved his hands up, and without looking, removed the wrap around your waist and tossed it aside. Gripping you firmly in place, he felt you move about, trying to keep yourself steady while his tongue explored you. Finally, you gave up and placed your hands on the bed, hoping that would hold you up while Bayek enjoyed his meal.
With the taste of his cock still on your lips, you looked down to see if he would work himself, but he held firmly to you. Watching it throb and twitch only made you want to play with it again, made you want to see him empty his seed or perhaps to have him empty himself into your mouth.
After taking a moment to gather yourself, you pushed yourself up and went to turn yourself around so that you might partake of him again. Bayek quickly noticed this and decided it was finally time to give you what you wanted years ago.
Letting you go, he maneuvered himself out from under you and behind you. You quickly found yourself pulled back towards Bayek and felt his cock along your opening,
Pulling your hips up closer to him, whist holding on to you with one hand, took the other and rubbed your opening, thoroughly delighting in the whimpering you were making, so loud the both of you were certain that others could hear it. Knowing how eager you were for him, but still wanting to draw it all out, he slipped a few fingers inside you and fingered you good and hard.
It was both pleasurable and torturous, feeling his fingers stretch you as he moved them in and out. If his fingers felt this good, you knew that his cock would feel even better, if he would only stop tormenting you.
“Are you ready?” He purred in that deep, sonorous voice of his, sending a chill down your spine.
“Mmmmhmm.”
With that, Bayek finally took his cock and swiftly entered you, each inch of him spreading you widely. No sooner had he filled you, felt you coat his cock with your juices, keeping a tight grip on your hips, thrust deep into you each thrust more delightful than the last
No words passed between you as he pleasured you, for even if you wanted to speak, you couldn’t for your body was so wracked with pleasure that you could hardly think clear thoughts, let alone speak.
The only sounds to be had were the sounds of groaning and grunting and the sounds of skin meeting skin. Still on your hands and knees, you did your best to keep yourself steady as Bayek thrust long and hard into you though your arms and legs felt that they might give out at any moment.
“I want on top.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure. I want to see your face when I finish on you.”
With a sinful smile, Bayek slid himself out and laid himself back onto the pillows. He reached out for you and taking your hands, helped guide you over him. Once you had straddled him, he reached down to his cock and took a hold of it, holding it in place as you slid yourself back down onto him.
Placing your hands on his thick chest, your fingers spread through the hair covering him, you rocked your hips back and forth, enjoying the feel of him below you as you rode his cock. Being astride him, seeing the lust filled look in his eyes and that devious smile of his as watched you ride him made you even wetter for it was far more erotic than you ever imagined.
Bayek let his hands travel over you as you rode him, first over your legs than up to your hips. Giving your lovely behind a quick firm squeeze, his hands slowly made their way up your sides and up to your breasts. Still wearing the covering along with the necklace, Bayek quickly loosened it up and as before, tossed it away, which left you wearing only the necklace, the many thin chains just barely covering your hard nipples. Bayek was mindful of them as he took a breast in each hand and caressed and kneaded them gently yet firmly, as he knew you liked.
The feel of your hard nipples through his fingers drew his attention and made him recall a bit of previous fun. Looking to the side, he caught sight of one of the wine goblets. Picking it up he could tell it still had some left. With a playful smile, he brought it up and before you could say a word, he tipped it over a bit and poured the sweet red liquid over your tits. Drops of it quickly fell down your chest, coating your nipples and trickling down your stomach.
Setting the goblet back down, Bayek sat up and wrapped his arms around you. With his face buried in your breasts, he licked the sweet drops off your skin, before moving his mouth to take each of your nipples in his mouth and suck on them.
“You’re not the only one who remembers that night” He teased; his breath hot against your skin as he covered more of you in quick kisses.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you held on as you picked up your pace. Bayek kept a hold of you while he bucked his hips in time with your movements and soon to his delight, he felt you start to throb.
Biting your lip as you felt yourself start to come, you thought to hold it off. You were enjoying Bayek so much that you didn’t want things to end so soon. You tried to make yourself think of anything that might delay the inevitable, and so you slowed your pace a bit, which Bayek quickly took notice of.
“Don’t…slowdown. Keep going…” He purred.
Hearing him command you made you even wetter, as did feeling his cock throb inside you, and so you sped back up, with Bayek holding you tighter as he felt you grip him harder than before, your nails digging deep into his skin, nearly drawing blood.
With one last hard thrust, it was all over. Reaching your peak, you gushed all over his hard cock, the both of you crying out as Bayek felt you both grip him and drag your nails along his skin.
The rush of it all made you feel a bit faint and as Bayek felt your orgasm slowly ebb away, he loosened his hold on you, and still inside you, laid you down gently against the pillows, basking in the sight of your beautiful form.
As you glanced up at him through the haze, you realized while you were finished, he wasn’t. Nodding to him, you relaxed your body as Bayek wrapped your legs around his waist and slid his arms under you. He laid his forehead on yours and his dark eyes stared into yours as he felt himself start to cum.
Not but a moment later, when it all hit him, he quickly pushed himself up, pulled out of you and with a few quick movements of his hand, cried out as he spilled his seed all over your belly. Once he was finished, Bayek, worn out from the day and the effort, laid down next to you, sighing deeply as he took in what he had just done.
“I needed that.” You sighed deeply as you waited for your head to stop spinning from all the pleasure.
“So did I.” Bayek admitted softly. “More than I realized.”
“Life’s taken a lot out of us hasn’t it?”
“It has. Too much.”
Looking around the room, you saw all the bits of armor, weapons and clothes and said, “It looks as if we made quite the mess.”
“That we did.” Bayek nodded as he saw what he had left on your stomach. “We should probably fix that.”
“There are baths downstairs.” You offered. “And after that we can rejoin the party.”
It was a very tempting offer to be sure, but after been away from the world for a few hours, Bayek wasn’t in a hurry just yet to go back to it. Especially since he had all he needed now, wine and good company.
“If its all the same, Id rather just stay here. And keep forgetting the world for the rest of the night.” He said gently as he took your hand in his and instantly your choice was made.
