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*Datin Salina*

Sejak En. Firdaus mendapat gelaran datuk setahun yang lalu aktivitinya semakin sibuk. Kalau bukan bisnes, golflah menjadi hobi masa lapangnya. Kesibukan itu makin menjadi-menjadi sejak enam bulan kebelakangan ini. Berhari-hari kadang-kadang berminggu-minggu Datuk Firdaus tidak balik ke rumah.

Bila balik ke rumah dia terus tidur kerana terlalu letih. Bila keadaan begini berlaku maka tanggung jawab memenuhi nafkah batin Datin Salina selalunya tak tertunaikan. Tiada lagi kenikmatan bersuami isteri. Dalam usia 37 tahun Datin Salina masih memerlukan belaian batin. Datin Salina hanya menangis dalam hati akan tingkah laku suamiku.

Kebosanan mula menguasai diri Datin Salina. Tinggal di rumah besar dengan segala kemewahannya tidak membawa apa-apa erti bila dibiar seorang diri. Ada desas-desus Datuk Firdaus sekarang mempunyai kekasih baru seorang artis muda dan cantik.

Kawan-kawan di tempat latihan jasmani juga mendakwa mereka pernah terserempak Datuk Firdaus berpelukan dengan gadis cantik di hotel mewah. Datin Salina mendengar saja cerita kawan-kawannya itu. Tak guna dia bertanya kepada suaminya kerana tentu saja dia akan menafikannya.

Bagi meredakan perasaan bosan Datin Salina mengambil keputusan untuk keluar berhibur diri. Tak kisahlah samada tengok wayang, shopping atau jalan-jalan asal dapat menghilangkan kebosanan. Selepas mengenakan pakaian cantik Datin Salina akan memandu BMWnya samada ke taman rekreasi, shopping complex, mengunjungi butik-butik ataupun ke rumah kawan-kawannya.

Satu hari Datin Salina ke rumah kawannya Puan Sri Zaharah. Di sana sudah berkumpul Datin Salbiah dan Puan Zurina. Mereka semua seperti Datin Salina juga, ditinggal suami masing-masing kerana urusan business. Bila berkumpul beramai-ramai begitu selain berborak kosong, mereka sering juga menonton video lucah. Di rumah Puan Sri Zaharah ada home theater dengan tv skrin lebar. Bermacam koleksi CD lucah ada dalam simpanan Puan Sri Zaharah.

Hari itu bila kesemuanya telah terangsang dengan apa yang ditonton Datin Salbiah mengusulkan agar mereka mendapat khidmat gigolo bagi memuaskan keinginan nafsu mereka. Datin Salbiah memang handal hal-hal begitu.

“Puan Sri mau bangsa apa,” tanya Datin Salbiah kepada Puan Sri Zaharah.

“Apa bangsa ada?” Puan Zurina yang masih cantik tetapi sedikit chubby menyampuk.

“Ada mclayu, india, cina, serani, jawa, siam atau portugis. Semua berumur bawah 30 tahun. Saya jamin servis mereka first class,” beria-ia Datin Salbiah mempromosi.

“Saya tak biasalah, takut,” celah Datin Salina menampakkan keraguannya.

“Apa nak bimbang, bukan sakit tapi seronok. Suami kita sedang berpeluk dengan gadis-gadis belasan tahun kita di sini gersang sambil melayan diri sendiri,” Datin Salbiah mengapi-api semangat rakan- rakannya.

Datin Salina belum pernah ikut serta aktiviti kawan-kawannya itu. Mereka yang lain sudah biasa pesta seks seperti itu. Dia pernah mendengar cerita ini tapi dia belum terlibat.

“Datin tak usah fikir panjang. Kalau suami kita boleh, kita apa salahnya.”

“Minggu sudah saya dah cuba mclayu, hari ini saya nak cuba india pula,” Puan Sri Zaharah meluahka hasratnya.

“Saya nak rasa portugis pula,” pinta Puan Zurina.

“Baiklah, saya seronok dengan Rashid dan Datin Salina cuba Robert, pemuda cina yang handsome tu. Nanti saya contact mereka,” Datin Salbiah memberi usul sambil menekan punat handphonenya.

Tak sampai setengah jam sebuah kereta masuk ke perkarangan banglo mewah Puan Sri Zaharah. Empat orang jejaka muda tinggi lampai masuk ke ruang tamu yang luas itu. Puan Sri Zaharah bangun mendapatkan Siva. Puan Zurina memegang tangan Gomez dan Datin Salbiah memeluk pinggang Rashid. Datin Salina hanya memerhati sahaja dan ketika itu Robert Lim menghampiri dan duduk di samping Datin Salina.

Datin Salina yang belum biasa agak kaku. Robert yang berpengalaman mula berinisiatif dan membelai-belai lembut tangan Datin Salina. Badannya dirapatkan dan pipi serta rambut Datin Salina dicium lembut. Bahu Datin Salina di ramas-ramas dan kemudian menjalar ke payu dara Datin Salina.

Datin Salina yang masih bernafsu selepas menonton video sebelumnya melayan tindakan Robert.

Datin Salina melihat kawan-kawannya menghilang bersama pasangan masing-masing. Robert yang sudah biasa dengan keadaan banglo mewah itu menarik lembut Datin Salina menuju ke satu bilik.

“Saya rasa umur Datin 31 tahun, betul tak?”

Datin Salina senyum simpul. Kawan-kawannya pun tak menyangka umurnya sudah 37 tahun. Hasil senaman teratur dan memakan makanan yang diatur maka Datin Salina sungguh langsing dan kulitnya masih mulus tiada sebarang kedut.

Robert merangkul badan badan Datin Salina dengan lembut dan penuh kasih sayang. Dengan penuh kemanjaan dia mendakap dan mencium tengkuk Datin Salina. Robert yang penuh pengalaman melayan Datin Salina secara profesional. Datin Salina tenggelam dalam dakapan pemuda cina yang kacak tersebut. Datin Salina mula terasa geli dan nikmat. Sudah lama Datuk Firdaus tidak memperlakukannya seperti itu.

Datin Salina membiarkan saja tangan Robert meraba-raba ke seluruh tubuhnya. Dia pun turut sama meraba-raba badan Robert, lebih-lebih lagi di bahagian kemaluannya. Terasa ada benjolan keras di dalam seluar yang dipakainya. Datin Salina yang telah bangkit ghairahnya memicit-micitnya dengan geram benjolan tersebut.

Sesampai dalam bilik Robert merangkul badan Datin Salina dan menariknya ke katil. Tanpa perlu menunggu lama masing-masing menanggalkan pakaian satu persatu hingga mereka berdua berbogel. Robert menarik Datin Salina dalam rangkulannya. Datin Salina terasa hangat dan damai dalam pelukan Robert.

“Let’s begin, datin,” Robert mengajak Datin Salina memulakan aksi.

“Don’t call me Datin. Just call me Lina.”

“OK Lina, mari kita mulakan.”

Lalu bermulakan babak percintaan antara dua merpati sejoli. Perlakuan dua orang insan berlainan jenis yang mempunyai nafsu syahwat. Bra yang dipakai Datin Salina ditanggalkan. Bukit kembar Datin Salina yang masih pejal diurut-urut dan diramas penuh hati-hati oleh jejaka cina itu. Kemudian mulut dan lidah Robert mula bertindak. Puting payu dara sebesar jarai kelingking dielus dan dihisap- hisap. Datin Salina kegelian dan mula merengek keenakan.

“Aaahh, owwww. slow sikit Robert. Ahh that’s right.” Datin Salina bersuara bila Robert menggigit putingnya agak kuat.

Ganas juga Robert ini, fikir Datin Salina. Mungkin Robert geram kepada payudara Datin Salina yang mengkal.

Datin Salina pun tak mahu kalah. Seluar dalam Robert dilurut ke bawah. Terbeliak mata Datin Salina melihat kemaluan Robert yang besar dan panjang. Tegak terpacak di celah pahanya mengalahkan kepunyaan suaminya Datuk Firdaus. Bulu-bulunya hitam lebat dan tak bersunat. Hanya separuh kepala merah yang kelihatan, yang lainnya masih ditutupi penutupnya.

Selama ini Datin Salina belum pernah melihat dan merasa konek tak bersunat secara live. Datin Salina hanya biasa melihat bila dia melayari internet dimana wanita kulit putih amat berghairah menjilat dan mengulum batang besar yang masih ada foreskinnya. Sekarang peluang untuk merasa kote original yang masih berpenutup berada di hadapannya.

Datin Salina melurut-lurut batang kote Robert. Foreskin ditarik ke pangkal. Kepalanya yang merah lembab sungguh menarik. Datin Salina amat terangsang melihat batang kuning langsat berkepala merah. Datin Salina menggenggam erat sambil menggerakkan tangannya yang lembut maju mundur. Mata Robert mula redup sambil mulutnya mengeluarkan suara berdesis. Mungkin Robert terasa enak diperlakukan begitu.

Selepas puas mengurut-urut batang keras Datin Salina merapatkan mukanya ke kepala merah lembab. Datin yang masih bergetah itu merapatkan hidungnya ke kepala merah. Dicium bau kepala kemaluan Robert. Aromanya membangkitkan nafsunya. Bau kemaluan Datuk Firdaus tidak sebegini, tidak membangkitkan ghairah Datin Salina.

Tidak puas dengan kepala dicium seluruh batang kemaluan Robert. Telurnya yang berkedut-kedut itupun dicium penuh nafsu. Ada perbezaan bau kepala, batang dan telur kemaluan Robert. Bau kepala merah hingga ke takuk topi keledar amat menyelerakan.

Aroma kepala merah benar-benar membuat lubang kemaluan Datin Salina mengemut dan mengalirkan cairan hangat.

Setelah puas menghidu kepala kemaluan Robert, Datin Salina mula menjilat kepala merah licin. Ditarik kulup Robert ke bawah dan dipegang kemas supaya tak meluncur kembali ke hujung. Kemudian terus serta merta dikulum dan dihisap. Kepala merah bulat bersih sebersihnya dijilat lidah bersari. Sungguh sedap rasanya batang balak jejaka cina ini.

Batang suaminya pun jarang dihisap oleh Datin Salina. Batang Robert terasa bulat kenyal dalam mulutnya. Bila ditolak lebih dalam kepala kote Robert menyentuh lelangit mulut bahagian dalam. Datin Salina merasa teramat geli bila kepala licin merah itu menyentuh kerongkongnya.

Robert mula bertindak menyerang balas. Mereka berbaring dalam posisi 69. Muka Robert menghala ke kemaluan Datin Salina. Bibir kemaluan Datin Salina diciumnya. Kemudian hidungnya naik ke atas ke permata sakti Datin Salina. Robert mencium lama sekali klitoris Datin Salina. Robert benar-benar menikmati aroma vagina Datin yang masih bergaya.

“Harum baunya cipap Lina,” Robert bersuara.

Datin Salina memang cerewet. Alat sulitnya dijaga dengan rapi. Bulu-bulu ditrim dan cipapnya selalu dicuci dengan feminine wash. Datuk Firdaus pernah memuji aroma cipap Datin Salina.

Robert mula membelai bibir kemaluan berwarna pink dengan ujung lidahnya. Digerakkan lidahnya di lurah antara dua bibir. Kedua bibir cipap Datin Salina terbelah dan ternganga. Bila Robert menyentuh klitoris yang mula mengeras Datin Salina berasa sungguh enak hingga terangkat-angkat punggungnya.

Sungguh nikmat rasanya bila lidah Robert meneroka vagina yang dijaga rapi itu. Cairan hangat mencurah-curah keluar dari lubang vagina Datin Salina. Terdengar bunyi ssrrrpp. sssrrrpppp. . bila Robert menyedut cairan di lurah vagina yang menunggu untuk dibolosi.

“Liza, you ni dah basah habis,” kata Robert.

“Go ahead Robert. Fuck me. puaskan nafsu I,” rayu Datin Salina.

Robert merangkak di celah paha Datin Salina. Paha Datin Salina dikangkang luas-luas bagi memudahkan tindakan Robert. Robert mula membetulkan kepala merahnya ke muara vagina Datin Salina yang juga merah. Terasa Robert mula menekan. Kepala merah mula menyelam sedikit demi sedikit ke dalam lorong sempit kemaluan Datin Salina.

“Lina, panaslah lubang you. Sedap rasanya,” Robert memuji.

Digerakkan torpedonya maju mundur, mula-mula pelan kemudian makin laju hingga seluruh batang besar panjang jejaka cina itu terbenam. Terbeliak mata Datin Salina menahan kesedapan. Robert menghenjut dengan lajunya hingga badan Datin Salina terhinggut-hinggut di atas tilam lembut.

Robert yang kelihatan cute itu cukup garang di atas ranjang. Robert sungguh bangga dapat menikmati cipap datin yang masih bergetah itu. Pertama kali belali berkulup itu meneroka dan menjelajah burit mclayu yang ketat dan kenyal. Sungguh nikmat rasanya, berbeza sekali dibanding lubang burit cina yang pernah dirasanya.

Keinginan Datin Salina untuk merasa konek yang masih dalam bentuk asli tercapai. Sungguh nikmat rasanya. Atau mungkin juga hanya perasaan Datin Salina kerana sudah lama vaginaku tak diisi. Atau mungkin juga kerana batang Robert yang besar itu padat dalam lubangnya yang sempit.

Selama ini Datin Salina hanya merasa batang Datuk Firdaus yang kecil dan pendek sahaja. Datin Salina mula mengemut dan membelai batang belali Robert dengan otot-otot vaginanya. Burit mclayu dengan penuh relah dan mesra menerima kunjungan batang belali cina yang tak berkhatan.

“Lina you kemut sungguh sedap. Batang I macam diramas-ramas.”

Datin Salina mengerang dan menjerit kesedapan. Datin Salina meletakkan kedua kakinya ke bahu Robert hingga kemaluannya terangkat tinggi supaya batang Robert dapat terbenam sedalam-dalamnya.

Selepas lima minit Datin Salina tak dapat bertahan lagi. Otot-ototnya terasa kaku dan kejang hingga akhirnya crettt. crett. .crett. . cairan panas mengalir membasahi kepala bulat merah. Datin Salina telah mencapai klimaks. Badannya terasa lemah. Lututnya terasa tak berdaya. Datin Salina terkulai puas.

Melihat keadaan Datin Salina yang tak berdaya, Robert mula melajukan dayungannya. Digerakkan punggungnya naik turun. Batang balak kuning langsat itu begitu pantas keluar masuk lubang nikmat Datin Salina. Datin Salina mengapit kemas seperti tidak mau melepaskan balak jejaka cina itu.

Robert memeluk erat badan padat itu dengan kemas sambil mulutnya menghisap puting payu dara di bukit kembar. Puas di bukit kembar, hidung dan lidah Robert meneroka ganas leher dan ketiak Datin Salina. Bau ketiak yang segar itu disedut dalam-dalam. Bau ketiak Datin Salina benar-benar merangsang nafsu Robert.

Sambil batang kotenya keluar masuk lorong sempit yang nikmat, mulut Robert beradu dengan mulut mungil Datin Salina. Bibir merah delima Datin Salina dihisap dan digigit lembut oleh Robert. Hujung lidah Robert meneroka rongga mulut Datin Salina. Lelangit Datin Salina diusap dan dibelai dengan hujung lidah. Air liur Datin Salina disedut dan dihirup oleh Robert. Datin Salina terasa seperti terbang di awan biru. Kenikmatan dan kelazatan menjalar ke seluruh urat sarafnya.

Beberapa minit kemudian Robert seperti meneran dan keluhan kuat keluar dari mulutnya. Batang Robert terasa lebih keras dan beberapa das pancutan menerpa ke pintu rahim Datin Salina. Panas rasanya benih Robert yang menerpa ke rahimnya yang telah lama gersang. Robert terkapar lesu di atas badan Datin Salina. Bila penisnya terasa melemas dan mengecil Robert mencabut perlahan dari lubang nikmat. Cairan lendir membasahi batang kuning langsat pemuda cina tersebut.

Robert terbaring di sisi Datin Salina penuh kepuasan. Datin Salina memeluk badan Robert, kepalanya diletak di atas dada Robert. Datin Salina memerhati penis Robert yang terlentok di atas pahanya. Ukurannya kembali mengecil dan memendek. Kepala merah tak kelihatan lagi.

Foreskin Robert meluncur kembali ke hujung penis hingga menutup kepala merah kegemarannya. Bentuk kemaluan Robert kembali seperti kemaluan anak lelaki Datin Salina semasa berumur lima tahun. Waktu terakhir Datin Salina memerhati konek anaknya sebelum anak itu bersunat.

Selepas peristiwa pertama di rumah Puan Sri tersebut Datin Salina mengulanginya lagi selepas itu. Pesta seks di banglo Puan Sri Zaharah berulang hampir saban minggu. Datin Salina sudah merasa berbagai-bagai jejaka. Segala bentuk dan ukuran konek telah dicubanya. Berbagai warna batang konek telah dikulumnya. Putih, hitam, kuning dan sawo matang telah dinikmatinya.

Datin Salina lagi minta dbelai bila suaminya pulang tidur di rumah. Datin Salina dah puas bersama jejaka-jejaka muda yang sentiasa memenuhi kehendak nafsunya.

Datin Salina tersenyum bila mengenang pengalaman seksnya. Dan yang paling diingati ialah kehebatan Raja pemuda india dan Gomez pemuda portugis yang berasal dari Melaka. Batang balak Raja yang hitam seperti arang itu benar-benar menyeksa dan menderanya. Datin Salina benar-benar puas dengan layanan istimewa Raja.

Sejak mendapat belaian gigolo di rumah Puan Sri Zaharah bulan lepas, Datin Salina sentiasa berkhayal seorang diri akan kehangatan seks dengan lelaki muda. Sejak Datuk Firdaus rapat dengan artis pujaan ramai, Datin Salina terasa kesunyian. Sudah lama Datuk Firdaus tidak memberi nafkah batin kepada isterinya.

Datuk Firdaus sebenarnya mengakui bahawa isterinya yang berumur 37 tahun itu masih cantik. Malah orang tak percaya Datin Salina sudah berumur 37. Dari rupa dan raut wajahnya tiada siapa yang percaya umur Datin Salina telah melebihi angka 30.

Kulitnya masih licin dan gebu, putih bersih dan senyumannya sentiasa menawan. Boleh cair iman lelaki yang memandangnya. Lenggang-lenggoknya bagai pragawati. Tapi mungkin sudah menjadi lumrah, orang lelaki seperti Datuk Firdaus masih belum puas dengan seorang perempuan.

Sudah seminggu Datin Salina tidak mendapat belaian suaminya. Nafsunya telah berada diubun-ubun. Miangnya menjadi-jadi. Dari pagi vaginanya mengemut tak henti-hentinya. Malas rasanya Datin Salina untuk keluar dan makan. Yang diingininya waktu itu ialah zakar lelaki. Zakar lelaki yang besar panjang yang akan memberinya kepuasan.

Miang yang dialaminya kali ini hebat sekali.

Datin Salina menghubungi Gomez. Setengah jam kemudian pintunya berdering. Dengan wajah ceria Datin Salina menerpa ke pintu hadapan. Tercegat di sana Gomez yang ditunggu-tungunya. Dengan mesra Datin Salina memeluk dan mencium pipi Gomez, lelaki Portugis yang berumur 25 tahun. Gomez melirik Datin Salina yang hanya mengenakan baju tidur tipis. Puting payu dara terbayang dibawah kain nipis. Tiada baju dalam.

Mata Gomez menoleh ke bawah. Terlihat bayangan hitam. Sah Datin Salina tidak memakai seluar dalam. Tangan Gomez mesra menepuk tundun Datin Salina. Basah. Gomez faham Datin Salina telah terangsang. Datin Salina sudah dikuasai nafsu.

Gomez keturunan Portugis adalah diantara yang disukai Datin Salina. Malah Datin Salina yang menggatal hingga Gomez dengan senang saja dapat menikmati tubuh Datin Salina yang masih pejal itu. Datin Salina geramkan Gomez lantaran keistimewaan lahir pada diri anak muda itu. Ketampanan serta handsomenya Gomez memang sukar ditemui pada lelaki lain. Dan apabila telah merasakan Gomez punya, semakin sayang Datin Salina pada jejaka Portugis tersebut.

“Your’s is the best among the best”, bisik Salina ke telinga Gomez ketika menikmati Gomez punya di kali pertama.

Tak dapat nak diucapkan oleh Datin Salina betapa lazatnya sewaktu Gomez membenamkan batang paling hebat ke dalam celah kelangkangnya. Hingga sendat saluran nikmat Salina kena sumbat dengan batang Gomez yang melengkung macam pisang tanduk itu. Terangkat-angkat punggung Salina dek kelazatan yang tidak terhingga. Sampai merah telinga Gomez digigitnya bila terasa terlalu sedap.

Datin Salina tak tertahan lagi. Gomez langsung ditarik ke dalam bilik tidurnya yang luas dan berbau harum itu. Katil besar king size bertilam empuk itu akan menjadi gelanggang perjuangan mereka. Gomez melirik ke sekeling bilik tidur. Cantik dan rapi. Sudah beberapa kali Gomez bertandang ke bilik ini. Bilik tidur itu sentiasa rapi dan ceria. Gomez hanya tersenyum.

Datin Salina seperti kerasukan. Wajah Gomez yang segak itu dicumbu mesra. Gomez tahu bahawa Datin Salina telah dikuasi nafsu. Sengaja Gomez melengah-lengah tindakan kerana ingin menguji Datin Salina. Datin Salina yang sudah kehilangan kesabaran kerana sudah dikuasi nafsu birahi melepaskan pakaian tidurnya yang dipakai sejak tadi.

Datin Salina sudah telanjang bulat bagaikan patung. Gomez menelan air liur melihat batang tubuh Datin Salina yang masih mengiurkan. Satu persatu Datin Salina melepaskan pakaian yang melekat di tubuh Gomez. Akhirnya tubuh sasa berotot-otot itu terdedah.

Wajah Datin Salina ceria. Matanya bercahaya bila melihat batang Gomez yang sentiasa menjadi idamannya. Datin Salina tahu zakar Gomez belum sepenuhnya keras kerana kulit khatan di hujung zakar belum sepenuhnya tertarik ke belakang. Kepala zakar yang licin berkilat itu hanya separuh kelihatan.

Batang panjang yang melengkung macam pisang itu diperhati penuh geram. Datin Salina tersenyum penuh nafsu melihat batang Gomez yang besar panjang itu telah bersedia untuk memberi kepuasan kepadanya.

Atas katil bertilam empuk itu mereka mula berpelukan melepas kerinduan. Mereka bergomol membuat persediaan untuk belayar. Gomez bertindak ke atas buah dada serta punggung ketika bergomolan itu. Kulum mengulum lidah antara keduanya juga tidak ketinggalan.

Mereka kemudian menggayakan kedudukan 69 dimana mereka berlawanan hala – muka Gomez bertemu bawah pusat Datin Salina dan muka Datin Salina bertemu bawah pusat Gomez. Mereka membelai alat sulit satu sama lain dengan mulut. Gomez dapat mellihat isi di dalam, merah, basah dan segar. Ia kemudian memainkan lidah di situ.

Gomez suka membelai dan menghidu vagina Datin Salina kerana Datin Salina sentiasa menjaga dengan baik. Vaginanya sentiasa dicuci dengan feminine wash. Aromanya tidaklah harum macam parfum tetapi menerbitkan bau wanita yang membangkitkan nafsu Gomez.

Datin Salina pula membalas tindakan Gomez. Batang besar yang melengkung macam pisang tanduk dilurut-lurut. Datin Salina sungguh geram melihat zakar Gomez yang tak berkhatan itu. Datin Salina pernah terbaca di laman web mengenai satu kajian yang dilakukan di Amerika. Enam daripada tujuh wanita menyatakan zakar tak bersunat lebih memberi kenikmatan.

Datin Salina bersetuju dengan pendapat itu selepas menikmati batang Gomez yang besar panjang tersebut. Datin Salina yang berasa geli bila pertama kali melihat zakar Gomez yang tak bersunat terpaksa mengakui bahawa zakar yang masih mempunyai kulup sungguh nikmat. Datin Salina menjadi ketagih selepas pertama kali menikmatinya.

Mata Datin Salina akan bercahaya bila melihat kepala zakar Gomez yang tertutup kulup. Zakar tak bersunat itu dihisap dan dinyonyotnya. Hujung lidahnya dimasukkan ke dalam kulit kulup dan kepala zakar Gomez yang licin itu dibelai mesra. Berkelip-kelip mata Gomez menahan kesedapan dan nikmat bila kepala zakarnya dibelai penuh kasih sayang oleh Datin Salina.

Kepakaran Datin Salina memasukkan lidah ke dalam muncung kulup amat digemari Gomez. Kekasihnya sendiri yang berbangsa cina itu pun tak sehandal Datin Salina. Setelah puas membelai kepala licin berpenutup kulit asli, Datin Salina memasukkan kesemua batang panjang ke mulutnya. Kadang-kadang sampai susah Datin Salina nak bernafas kerana hujung zakar Gomez merodok kerongkongnya.

Setelah Datin Salina benar-benar basah dan merayu-rayu, Gomez bangun untuk memulakan pelayaran. Dia mencecah hujung alatnya ke pintu muara. Kepala licin sebesar telur ayam itu digesel-geselkan buat seketika. Datin Salina tambah tak tahan dan melahirkan rintihan.

“Fuck me.”, sambil memaut pinggang Gomez dengan kedua tumitnya.

Gomez menekan dan membenamkan pisang tanduknya perlahan-lahan.

“Aaaahhhhh.”, rintihan kesedapan pula kedengaran.

Gomez dapat merasakan lubang Salina masih sempit. Ditekan perlahan-lahan dan Gomez dapat merasakan kulit kulupnya tertolak ke belakang. Direndam seketika. Dengan gerakan perlahan ditarik keluar. Lorong nikmat Datin Salina masih ketat. Gomez dapat merasa kulit kulupnya kembali menutup kepala zakarnya.

Bila hampir tercabut dibenam kembali batang keras tersebut. Kulit kulup kembali terbuka diramas oleh liang nikmat Datin Salina yang kenyal bergetah itu. Sungguh nikmat bila ditarik dan ditolak berulang kali.

Gomez menggelepar kesedapan. Licin dan hangat lorong nikmat Salina. Terasa seperti terbakar kulit kepala yang sensitif itu. Salina pula dapat merasai betapa besarnya alat yang masuk. Salina benar- benar puas hati. Besar dan panjang seperti itulah yang menjadi idamannya. Batang panjang yang melengkung itu menggesel kuat dinding vaginanya. Datin Salina terasa seperti lubang vaginanya terkelupas bila ditekan kuat oleh Gomez. Datin Salina menggelupur penuh nikmat.

Bermacam-macam gaya mereka lakukan. Ada gaya duduk, ada gaya mengiring, ada gaya Salina di atas dan macam-macam lagi. Gomez memang pandai merobah-robah gaya. Datin Salina amat senang dengan apa yang dilakukan pemuda umur 25 tahun itu. Teknik dan pengalamannya mengalahkan Datuk Firdaus.

Pelayaran semakin hampir ke pengkalan. Bagai nak roboh katil bila pertarungan mula sengit. Gomez seterusnya menarik Datin Salina ke pinggir katil dan dia berdiri di bawah. Cara begitu amat sedap dirasakan keduanya. Gomez melihat alatnya keluar masuk. Taman rahsia Datin Salina yang dijaga rapi itu jelas dapat dilihat Gomez. Tundun menonjol tembam. Bulu-bulunya dipangkas rapi, hanya sejemput kecil disimpan di bahagian atas indah yang merah mekar sebesar biji jagung.

Gomez menekan-nekan biji jagung merah dengan kepala zakarnya yang juga merah. Licin dan berlendir dapat dirasai oleh Gomez. Datin Salina mengerang dan mengangkat-ngangkat tundunnya meminta Gomez membenamkan tongkat saktinya. Kasihan melihat Salina yang merintih-rintih, Gomez membenam pisang tanduknya sampai ke pangkal.

Terketar-ketar punggung Datin Salina menahan nikmat. Kakinya menendang-nendang angin dan bergetar. Gomez menarik perlahan batangnya dan tampak alat besarnya itu berlumuran dengan air Datin Salina. Gerakan Datin Salina mula mengendur. Gomez yakin Datin Salina telah puas memandangkan reaksi Datin Salina tidak seganas tadi.

Gomez melajukan ayunannya. Celup celup bunyinya. Telurnya yang labuh itu memukul bibir kemaluan Datin Salina yang mekar bagai kelopak bunga raya. Air kepuasan dari Datin Salina telah memenuhi lubuk nikmat dan melimpah keluar. Basah bulu kedua-keduanya oleh air yang membanjir itu.

Kesudahannya terpancut deras air nikmat dari batang paip Gomez yang keras bagai besi khursani. Tina dapat merasakan ketika Gomez melepaskan pancutan sebab begitu deras dan amat banyak. Hangat terasa dipangkal rahimnya bila benih-benih Gomez menyiramnya. Keluhan nikmat Gomez bersatu dengan rintihan dan erangan kepuasan dari belahan bibir Datin Salina yang mekar itu.

Pasangan kekasih itu mematikan diri buat beberapa ketika setelah kepuasan. Salina malas nak pergi ke bilik air lalu dikesat saja tempat-tempat yang basah dengan kain cadar.

Gomez tidur di rumah Datin Salina atas desakan Datin Salina sendiri. Sepanjang malam mereka asyik bercumbu mesra kemudian main. Begitulah hingga tiga kali mereka lakukan. Bila tenaga dah terperah habis mereka tidur pulas hingga meninggi hari.

Bila terbangun Datin Salina melihat jam menunjukkan pukul 10.30 pagi. Gomez terbaring nyenyak. Pisang tanduk Gomez terkulai di pangkal paha. Datin Salina memerhati batang yang memberi nikmat kepadanya itu. Dipegangnya mesra batang yang tak bermaya itu. Keseluruhan kepala merah menghilang ke dalam kulit kulup.

Datin Salina pelan-pelan menarik kulup ke pangkal. Terlihat campuran lendir mereka berdua berlepotan sekitar takuk kepala yang merah. Datin Salina menghidu dan menjilat cairan lendir sekitar takuk zakar Gomez. Nikmat rasanya.

*Sekian Terima Kasih.*

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I got tagged by my wife @angry-trashcan to show my oc if they never went through the main defining traumatic event and the aftermath <3 here's the picrew used <3 and thank you for tagging me, this was really fun to do!!

First off -

Sif if she was never killed and brought back as a guardian, instead staying as a researcher with the ishtar collective. I won't get too into how she died, but tdlr she got into an argument over something incredibly small and stupid that ended in her being stabbed with a broken wine bottle. She was researching the use of newly found arc conductors before she died <3

Secondly -

How she'd look if the Iron lords never discovered SIVA! Her hair and eye colours were misinterpreted wildly by her ghost when she was resurrected, and the long hair was a pain when she was travelling through the wilds post-collapse. She was loosely associated with the Iron lords before that whole incident went down, working together with them to defend the lightless before the last city was properly founded. Really this is how she'd look if traumatic incident #2 never happened, keeping more of the green and gold aesthetic rather than her newer neomunan armour. Before I forget she's also an arcstrider hunter, loving how the arc feels and moves - not knowing how it links to her past life.

lastly -

How she looks post Lightfall in her casual clothes!! I couldn't do her armour justice in the picrew She's more well rounded now, coping with her losses and trauma in mostly healthy ways, well all of them are "healthy" for a guardian. She has her fireteam that is now her family, with how much they've bonded during the recent events! She's come to terms that light and dark aren't the equivalent of good/evil, learning to use stasis and strand while researching neomunan culture! This is also the time period where she'd meet the chain in the destiny x linked universe crossover I was working on (except it'd be with a reader placeholder instead)

I'm tagging @fanfic-fairy-fountain @neverchecking @trulytiredhermit @lovanmari if any of you would like to do this - and anyone else who sees this post, feel free to join <3

#If anyone want's to know more about her or even just ramble about ocs my asks are always open #I went with my favourite oc <3 #I'm always happy to talk about the others and anyone elses #I haven't talked about D2 for a WHILE #moss's✦oc #destiny oc #destiny 2 #destiny guardians #destiny 2 hunter #destiny hunter

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his-heart-hymns · 7 months

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Adhuri chhor ke tasveer mar gaya vo 'Zeb'

koi bhi rang mayassar na tha lahu ke siva.

Abandoning the unfinished canvas, 'Zeb' died,

No color was available except for blood.

-Zeb Ghauri

#desiblr #desi tumblr #desi aesthetic #desi academia #urdu lines #urdu poetry #urdu literature #urdu shayari #urdu aesthetic #urdu stuff

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thereader-radhika · 8 months

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The Handsome One

Ravidasan: Tell me the truth, girl! You've not lost your heart to the youngster’s [Vanthiyathevan] beauty, have you? Nandini: Chi, chi! What words! How can anyone talk about a man’s beauty? Only in this debased Chozha country do people rejoice over a good-looking Emperor. Aren’t battle scars the only signs of beauty in a man?” Ravidasan: That's well said.

Sundaran was a name frequently used by Pandya men, not Cholas. The first Pandya king who was named Sundaran is believed to have been Siva himself and he is worshipped as Sundareshwaran, the husband of Queen Thadathagai (Madurai Meenakshi).

Quite funnily, Meenakshi's brother (Vishnu) is also called the handsome one - Alagar.

Alagar giving away his sister Meenakshi to Sundarar

The pairing of Veeran and Sundaran as brothers' names is repeated throughout Pandya history. Veera Pandyan mentioned in the novel too had a brother named Sundaran. Veera Pandyan's Sivakasi Copper Plates say,

Just like Maha Vishnu (Upendran*) who conquered the world by his prowess had Devendran as his elder brother, he [Veera Pandyan] had an elder brother named Sundarapandyan, who was a refuge for scholars.

This prince could have been a scholar and poet like Kandharadithan and Veera Pandyan could have been the more militarily active brother. Anyway Sundaran died when he was young, probably before Veeran rebelled against Cholas (we don't know if Veera Pandyan himself offed him ☠️). He constructed a pallippadai (sepulchre temple) Sundara Pandyar Isvaram-udayar Kovil, for his dear annan after he became the king.

Now the temple is known as Kalainathaswamy Temple and the village is called Pallimadam. This temple was quite famous in the academic circles during the time of publication of Ponniyin Selvan because it is the only Pandyan memorial temple that has survived to the present day.

An article published by The Hindu about the temple

Basically, Kalki is hinting that Nandini who is associated with Pandya rebels doesn't even know the basics of Pandya conventions or the bare minimum details about her dead 'master'. This is another historical easter egg like The Curious Case of Parthivendran. She is just bluffing and coasting with whatever little she knows and hoping that her emotional appeals will work. It is obvious that she got this idea from the rants of Periya Pazhuvettaraiyar, the veteran of 24 battles who bears 64 scars on his venerable body.

Meanwhile Ravidasan who really needs Nandini's Lankan coins is like

Bonus information: Pandya dynasty fell apart due to the civil war between another Veeran and Sundaran 🤣 in the 14th c.

* Upendran - Younger brother of Indran. This might be a bit confusing. In the beginning of early texts like Rig Veda, Vishnu is a minor god and Indra, as the King of Gods and the personification of the forces of weather is a mighty God. Later, Indra's influence reduced and Vishnu overtook him. Gradually, 'Upendra' came to refer only to Vamana, one of the avatars of Vishnu who was born as a younger son of Aditi. Still this Vedic influence can be seen in several later texts too, calling Rama and Krishna 'Upendra'.

Here, Vishnu/Upendran = Veera Pandyan, the younger brother Indran = Sundara Pandyan, the elder brother.

#ponniyin selvan #ponniyin selvan 2 #nandini #nandhini #ravidasan #veera pandyan #pandya #vanthiyathevan #vanthiyadevan

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h0bg0blin-meat · 10 months

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First day of the #Aloukik event.

I'm from Assam, India so I'll be sharing some folktales and lores from my state.

But today I just wanna tell y'all the story of how we got the name of our state. Not the name Assam, but its original names- Kamarupa and Pragjyotishpura, the names that our state was referred to as in the epics of our country.

As for the first name, Kamarupa, this is what happened according to the scriptures-

The mythology regarding the origin of the name Kamarupa tells us the story of Sati who died due to the discourtesy shown to her husband by her father Daksha. Overcame by grief, Shiva carried her dead body and wandered throughout the world. In order to put a stop to this, Vishnu used his discus to cut the body into pieces, which then fell into different places. One such piece fell down on Nilachal hills near Gauhati and the place was henceforth held sacred as Kamakhya. But Shiva’s penance did not stop, so the Gods sent Kamdev, the cupid to break his penance by making him fall in love. Kamdev succeeded in his mission, but Siva enraged at this result, burnt Kamdev to ashes. Kamdev eventually regained his original form here and from then onward the country came to be known as Kamarupa (Where Kama regained his Rupa or form).

In case of the second name, Pragjyotishpura, this was the case.

Bhagadatta was the son of Narakasura, and he named his city Pragjyotishpura, where 'prag' means 'eastern', 'jyotish' means 'star' or 'astrology' and 'pura' means 'city'. So the meaning behind the name of this kingdom was the City of Eastern Star or City of Eastern Astrology.

In case of the modern name, Assam, formerly called Axom or Asom, the sources of its origin are vague so I'm not gonna talk about it.

Welp that's it for the first day I guess. A goof introductory history rant on how my state got its ancient names.

@kathaniii

#Aloukik 2023 #mythology #assamese #folklore #assamese folklore #kamadeva

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thefirstknife · 11 months

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The Veil logs from Chioma Esi, log 3! As usual, I am losing it over this quest and information. Transcript:

Chioma Esi, research log: the Veil. We shouldn't settle here. It's a mistake. But Maya is insistent that we have to build our long-term shelters near the Veil. We're almost done constructing an enclosure around it. Once the field emitters are up, we should at least be safe from its radiation. The SIVA tech Maya had on the Exodus was a lifesaver. Not only for building the enclosures, but shelters, tools—we'd be dead without it. But it still wasn't fast enough. The last Exo in our group, succumbed to brain death yesterday. Maya's... quarantined the bodies for study. She says our next step should be finding a way to draw power from the Veil so we're self-sufficient. I'm insisting on turbines instead. But she doesn't think that's good enough. Not for as long-term as this might be. Which—I guess. But I can't shake this feeling... like we're making a terrible mistake.

Intriguing and concerning! Maya is 100% in some way connected to or corrupted by the Veil. She was drawn to it and now she's insisting that they must settle on it and use it for power.

There's a confirmation that we long speculated about! SIVA was on board Exodus Indigo (as it was on all Exodus ships) and it helped them build and is now confirmed to be what Neomuna nanotech is built on. Speculated by Elsie a while ago, Neomuna nanotech is just highly evolved SIVA that never had a break in continuation. Nice to see it directly mentioned!

The issues with Exos continued as well and the last of them died. This was explored more in the last log and I talked about it in the last post about it, but yeah. This is super concerning overall. Especially the fact that Maya wanted to study the bodies. Naturally you would want to learn more about what happened, but Maya was not a fan of the Exo program or a fan of Braytech and Clovis. Her focus on knowing more could be chalked up to scientific curiosity in any other situation, but here, with how she's basically going against everyone else's instincts to leave the Veil alone... It's strange. Can't wait for more.

The discussion between Nimbus and Osiris is also interesting. Nimbus is realising that Neomuna has secrets and even the archivist, Quinn seems to be surprised. There's contradictory information about Neomuna's history, which isn't surprising to us outsiders and players, but it is to Neomuni. I also love Osiris trying to calm Nimbus down. They are so good together and I love their dynamic.

This is just starting to ramp up and we're in truly wild territory. Absolutely insane stuff we're getting.

#destiny 2 #destiny 2 spoilers #veil log #the veil #chioma #maya #Youtube

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There are seven primordial gods in Slavic mythology, and only one of them is female: Mokosh. In the pantheon in the Kievan Rus' state, she is the only goddess at all, and so her specific role in Slavic mythology is vast and varied, and, more aptly perhaps, foggy and damp. Mother earth and house spirit, tender of sheep and spinner of fate, Mokosh is the supreme Slavic goddess.

Key Takeaways: Mokosh

Associated Deities: Tellus, Ziva (Siva), Rusalki (water nixies), Lada

Equivalents: St. Paraskeva Pianitsa (Christian Orthodox); loosely comparable to the Greek Titan Gaia, Hera (Greek), Juno (Roman), Astarte (Semitic)

Epithets: Goddess Who Spins Wool, Mother Moist Earth, Flax Woman

Culture/Country: Slavonic Culture, Eastern and Central Europe

Primary Sources: Nestor Chronicle (a.k.a. Primary Chronicle), Christian-recorded Slavic tales

Realms and Powers: Power over the earth, water, and death. Protector of spinning, fertility, grain, cattle, sheep, and wool; fisherman and merchants.

Family: Wife to Perun, lover to Veles and Jarilo

Mokosh in Slavic Mythology

In Slavic mythology, Mokosh, sometimes transliterated as Mokoš and meaning "Friday," is Moist Mother Earth and thus the most important (or sometimes only) goddess in the religion. As a creator, she is said to have been discovered sleeping in a cave by a flowering spring by the spring god Jarilo, with whom she created the fruits of the earth. She is also the protector of spinning, tending sheep, and wool, patron of merchants and fishermen, who protects cattle from plague and people from drought, disease, drowning, and unclean spirits.

The origins of Mokosh as mother earth may date to pre-Indo-European times (Cuceteni or Tripolye culture, 6th–5th millennia BCE) when a near-global woman-centered religion is thought to have been in place. Some scholars suggest she may be a version of Finno-Ugric sun goddess Jumala.

In 980 CE, Kievan Rus emperor Vladimir I (died 1015) erected six idols to Slavic gods and included Mokosh in 980 CE, although he took them down when he converted to Christianity. Nestor the Chronicler (11th century CE), a monk at the Monastery of the Caves in Kyiv, mentions her as the only female in his list of seven gods of the Slavs. Versions of her are included in the tales of many different Slavic countries.

Appearance and Reputation

Surviving images of Mokosh are rare—although there were stone monuments to her beginning at least as long ago as the 7th century. A wooden cult figure in a wooded area in the Czech Republic is said to be a figure of her. Historical references say she had a large head and long arms, a reference to her connection with spiders and spinning. Symbols associated with her include spindles and cloth, the rhombus (a nearly global reference to women's genitals for at least 20,000 years), and the Sacred Tree or Pillar.

There are many goddesses in the various Indo-European pantheons who reference spiders and spinning. Historian Mary Kilbourne Matossian has pointed out that the Latin word for tissue "textere" means "to weave," and in several derivative languages such as Old French, "tissue" means "something woven."

The act of spinning, suggests Matossian, is to create body tissue. The umbilical cord is the thread of life, transmitting moisture from the mother to the infant, twisted and coiled like the thread around a spindle. The final cloth of life is represented by the shroud or "winding sheet," wrapped around a corpse in a spiral, as thread loops around a spindle.

Role in Mythology

Although the Great Goddess has a variety of consorts, both human and animal, in her role as a primary Slavic goddess, Mokosh is the moist earth goddess and is set against (and married to) Perun as the dry sky god. She is also linked to Veles, in an adulterous manner; and Jarilo, the spring god.

Some Slavic peasants felt it was wrong to spit on the earth or beat it. During the Spring, practitioners considered the earth pregnant: before March 25 ("Lady Day"), they would neither construct a building or a fence, drive a stake into the ground or sow seed. When peasant women gathered herbs they first lay prone and prayed to Mother Earth to bless any medicinal herbs.

Mokosh in Modern Usage

With the coming of Christianity into the Slavic countries in the 11th century CE, Mokosh was converted to a saint, St. Paraskeva Pyanitsa (or possibly the Virgin Mary), who is sometimes defined as the personification of the day of Christ's crucifixion, and others a Christian martyr. Described as tall and thin with loose hair, St. Paraskeva Pyanitsa is known as "l'nianisa" (flax woman), connecting her to spinning. She is the patroness of merchants and traders and marriage, and she defends her followers from a range of diseases.

In common with many Indo-European religions (Paraskevi is Friday in modern Greek; Freya = Friday; Venus=Vendredi), Friday is associated with Mokosh and St. Paraskeva Pyanitsa, especially Fridays before important holidays. Her feast day is October 28; and no one may spin, weave, or mend on that day.

Sources

Detelic, Mirjana. "St. Paraskeve in the Balkan Context." Folklore 121.1 (2010): 94–105.

Dragnea, Mihai. "Slavic and Greek-Roman Mythology, Comparative Mythology." Brukenthalia: Romanian Cultural History Review 3 (2007): 20–27.

Marjanic, Suzana. "The Dyadic Goddess and Duotheism in Nodilo’s the Ancient Faith of the Serbs and the Croats." Studia Mythologica Slavica 6 (2003): 181–204.

Matossian, Mary Kilbourne. "In the Beginning, God Was a Woman." Journal of Social History 6.3 (1973): 325–43.

Monaghan, Patricia. "Encyclopedia of Goddesses & Heroines." Novato CA: New World Library, 2014.

Zaroff, Roman. "Organized Pagan Cult in Kievan Rus’. The Invention of Foreign Elite or Evolution of Local Tradition?" Studia Mythologica Slavica (1999).

#mokos #mokosh #slavic paganism #slavic goddess

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the-young-red-wolf · 10 months

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BIO!!!

》NAME: MIST

》AGE : 19 when awoken (current events 27)

》TITLED : FLAME KEEPER

》GENDER : female

》RACE : HUMAN

》PRONOUNS: SHE/HER

》HOME PLANET: EARTH

》CURRENT LOCATION : THE TOWER

》AFFILIATION: HUNTERS

》GUARDIAN RANK: 9

》NICKNAMES: Mist, Red, Young Wolf

》GHOST: SunSpot (sunny)

History : Mist.. was awoken before the events of destiny 1 , by her ghost Sunspot. Assigned to an existing fireteam. She followed her leader with out question, burning with optimism and excited to see a universe that had so much potential.

Unfortunately bad events took place and due to circumstances she cannot remember her fire team leader was killed in action and mists arm was docked/removed during the "accident". Due exposure to a virus it would never be fully replaced. Often enough causing pain.

In reality the rogue program 'SIVA' ended up being an outside force to take control and she ended up killing her fireteam leader. Whist crushing his ghost, one of the only surviving fire teeam members removed her arm trying to save the shell but the same member died soon after.

Leaving with Lord Saladin ashamed to show her face back at the tower over her actions. She helps end the SIVA Crisis and, although hides her face. Rejoins the hunters under the watch of Cayde. Learning to summon an arm made of what ever subclass she needs.

[After the rise of iron to Forsaken remains the same]

Cayde is killed and Mist goes out with Petra killing Uldren Sov and earning a hatred for Mara as well.

After consulting Eris Morn on the loss of her friend, Mist flees the Last City and abandons her life as a guardian. Taking up bounties for Spider and Drifter to keep glimmer flowing.

Only until Savathun reappears after being convinced to leave her 'solitude' by a new light named Echo does she return.

Finding out new hunters have no basis to go off she slowly becomes a new denmother slowly growing a 'pack' of 'wolves' that follow "the young wolf" around. Often enough she buts heads with Zavala when it comes to the titans.

#ic : info post

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you remind of me of this little child I used to be the babysitter of she’s the nicest most pleasant child ever

Awwwww thank you so much you're so sweet🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️❤️

#This brought such a wide smile on ma face hehe #Lobe you thenkiiii #siva di <3

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Legacy :: Chapter 10/11/12

it's only been five months since i updated this fic which was less than i thought if i'm being honest. only chapter 10 here, but 11 and 12 are up on ao3

“Where are we going?”

Siddhartha halted and looked at Timur. It was the first time he had spoken in a day, since they had escaped Site 6. Siddhartha hadn’t stuck around to see if Rasputin managed to quell SIVA. He had faith that his father would be able to, but he wanted Timur as far as possible from it. There would be human ramifications, of course. Legal proceedings, likely to be kept within Braytech. But moreso, he knew his father and he knew there was a possibility Timur would be identified as a threat.

Not that he didn’t deserve the title, Siddhartha thought. He had known. SIVA had killed before and he had hidden it, brushing off the threat, only suggesting a kill switch because he had been worried about his reputation. His legacy. Still, Siddhartha did not think him cruel. Perhaps he was biased.

At the moment, he didn't look like a threat. His gaze was haunted, unfocused, his steps mechanical as he followed Siddhartha.

“We’re running,” Siddhartha replied. “They’ll think you died.”

“Maybe I should have.” “I want you safe.”

Timur glanced at him and sighed, breath crystallizing. “But where are we going ? We’re in the middle of Siberia. I’ll starve to death before we get anywhere.”

Siddhartha held a hand palm up, displaying a map in orange light, a remnant of Rasputin. His father knew every inch of what he protected. “There’s a city near. Four day’s walk, at most.”

“Four days,” Timur said, faintly, with something like a laugh but quiet and harsh.

“I’ll carry you,” Siddhartha offered.

Timur stood still for a while, looking through the snow covered trees. He crossed his arms across his chest and tucked his face into the collar of his coat and began walking again.

They walked and they rested and they walked again, and Timur was silent. His face displayed no emotion other than the occasional discomfort of aching feet. And when it got dark, they stopped, finding as much shelter as they could. The dark seemed to bring reality and Timur spent hours staring into the fire, expression pensive, not responding to anything Siddhartha said. And, eventually, he slept. It was fitful, curled up against Siddhartha, who overheated himself to keep Timur warm. He was far more concerned about the human freezing to death than starving. His mental health was another matter, but it would have to wait until they found somewhere safe where they would not be immediately arrested, and Siddhartha doubted it would ever fully recover.

Morning came, once, and the sky was black.

Siddhartha stared up, checking his internal clock. He stood, carefully, picking Timur up into his arms without waking him. He started walking, finding a break in the trees, a ledge overlooking a valley. Out of the shadows, he could see the sky wasn’t black, it was dark with heavy storm clouds. The air felt charged. Unnatural.

But that no longer concerned him. He could see, down the slope, the lights of the city they had been heading toward and he could hear the screaming.

Above it, above the valley, having tucked itself in between the mountains, was a ship. It must be a ship, he thought. A pyramid. Faultless and black. The air rippled around it as it moved, slowly, minutely.

I met it at the gate of the garden

His grip tightened and Timur woke, seeming puzzled for a moment. He shifted, following Siddhartha’s gaze and scrambled out of his arms to his feet, nearly falling over in the process.

“What the fuck is that ?” he asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, perhaps hoping it was a dream.

“I don’t know,” Siddhartha said, but he thought, perhaps, he did. And he thought, for the first time, he was afraid.

There was a look in Timur’s eyes, an interest and restlessness that had been lacking since the incident at Site 6. He was staring at the pyramid and it was with something akin to delight. He began to head down the slope, skidding and climbing. Siddhartha followed, reluctantly.

“I don’t think we should get closer,” he said, as he did just that, following Timur through the trees toward the shadows cast by the pyramid. The screaming was muffled now, but he could still hear it.

“I just want a better look,” Timur replied, and they came out of the trees again on the bank of a river. It was darker than night in the shadows, but Siddhartha could see the air shifting in front of them. The water in the river rippled, pulling upward and splashing back down as gravity broke and reconstructed.

Timur had stopped, just before where the air thickened, his head tilted just slightly and his eyes closed.

“Can you hear it?” he asked softly.

Siddhartha listened. There were no sounds of wind or wilderness, just a deep thrum that he felt more than heard.

“What do you hear?” he asked.

“It’s… talking to me,” Timur murmured.

“I don’t think you should listen to it.”

“I think it’s… friendly,” he said softly, reaching out and touching the strange shimmer in the air.

Siddhartha startled backward as a shadow slammed into Timur, staggering him. He doubled over, grabbing his head, grunting in pain. Siddhartha went to his side, steadying him.

“I… I’m okay,” Timur said, grabbing his arm for balance. He looked back toward the pyramid and then at Siddhartha. “Let’s… get out of here.”

#cheating my desire to write iron lords stuff by just posting iron lords stuff i've already written #destiny #fic #iron lords #legacy au

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