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geralts-yenn · 10 months

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🛁 - A nice, relaxing bath

Leon looks tense...

Napoleon Solo x OFC Amina Ahmadi

warnings: fingering, oral (f receiving), unprotected p-i-v sex (it's the 60s, guys, we're smarter now, right?)

word count: 1,7k

A/N: Nina, thank you for this ask. It made me really nervous at first because Napoleon and me, we haven't been talking before. But damn, that was a pleasure to write. I had so much fun. Hope you like what I made out of it.

Anahita is the Persian goddess of water, fertility and healing

summary: After a hard job in Isfahan, Napoleon tries to lose some tension in the hamam of his client, the Shah

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dividers by @firefly-graphics

Napoleon carefully brushed his shirt over his bruised shoulder. The last 24 hours were filled with a little too much action for his taste. He preferred jobs that required his skills of persuasion and trickery. But when it needed to be done, he wasn’t shy of using his muscles like he did last night, even if it meant that he couldn’t enjoy his last day in Isfahan to the extent he had planned. In no way was he capable of taking care of Amina in the way he had intended to.

A deep groan escaped his mouth through gritted teeth as he started to undo his pants. His ribs burnt in his chest with every of his movements.

But as his suit pants dropped to the floor, the most difficult part was done. He slipped on the silk bath robe that was given to him at the reception and made his way to the entrance of the antique bath house. Leon had gladly accepted the invitation of the Shah to his private bath. He knew to appreciate the luxuries that his job brought with it.

As the minutes passed by in the heat of the steam bath, Napoleon felt how his muscles began to relax, the tension evaporating from his body with every drop of sweat that ran down his chest.

The bright sound of a bell signaled him to move to the heated marble table. Napoleon carefully dropped on the warm stone and lay on his stomach, not fighting the moan, as he felt the pain running through his chest.

A pair of warm hands settled on his shoulders. “Mr. Solo, I am delighted to hear such sounds coming from your lips, but I didn’t expect to hear them before I even lay my hands on you.” The voice was soft and seductive.

Napoleon jerked in surprise, only realizing by then that he shouldn’t move so briskly. His head turned, but he couldn’t see more than some caramel toned hips leaning against his side.

“Amina?” he asked, although he already knew it was her sweet voice. The hands on his back slowly ran up and down his spine with just the right amount of pressure.

“Sh, Leon, we better not be talking too much. This is not exactly a situation we both want to be found in. Just lay down and let me take care of you.”

Napoleon wasn’t used to being in the position of accepting care instead of giving. He was used to being in charge. But after all what happened in the last few days, it felt incredibly good to give up on taking responsibilities for once. And so, he just lay there and savored the touch of his Persian rose.

Soon, he felt not only her soft hands on him, there were her plush lips pressing against his neck, and the mounds of her breasts ever so slowly brushed over his back as she reached for his arms, her pebbled buds teasing him. Now, this was enough for Leon to take. He was happy to risk being found in this very inappropriate situation when it meant being able to feel this gorgeous woman.

Carefully resting his weight on his elbow, he turned and wrapped his other arm in a smooth motion around Amina’s waist, pulling her close to his chest. The scent of jasmine filled his nose.

He pressed his lips on hers, and she opened them for him, letting him explore her mouth and taste her. After a teasing bite on her lower lip, he pulled away, only far enough to be able to speak.

“Tell me, ātashé del-am*, do you want me to take you here on this stone or where do you want me to take you?” His hot breath grazed over her humid jaw as he mouthed his words. Amina broke away from his embrace with a smile playing around her lips.

“We might enjoy the warmth of the thermal spring, my dear,” she hummed and held out her hand for him to take.

As he wasn’t able to move fast, Leon took advantage of his slow way of moving by admiring her divine body from head to toe. He walked behind her, and watching her derrière swaying from side to side as she guided him to the steaming pool, he felt his cock twitching in anticipation.

*) Farsi for “fire of my heart”, often used to call a lover

Amina let Napoleon take the lead as he stepped down into the hot water. He sat down on the tiled bench and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as the warmth settled around his body. Amina followed him and straddled his thick thighs. She devoured his lips once more, feeling how Napoleon got more demanding, more impatient with every second that they spent kissing.

His hands dropped below the surface, one settling on her firm breast, rolling her nipple between his digits, the other one heading deeper, finding its way between her legs. His fingers, skilled to move perfectly, feeling every variance, soon had Amina squirming over him. He alternated between teasing her swollen clit and working her open with two of his fingers, curling inside her to find her sweetest spot. Finally, he felt her tightening around his fingers as she came. Her breath was shaky, and she bit on her lip to suppress the treacherous moans.

When she was coming back from her high, she took him in her small hands and stroked him. Napoleon gasped as he finally felt the friction he craved so much. Amina raised her hips and positioned him. And then she sank down slowly on him until he was sheathed completely between her velvet walls.

She started moving in a slow rhythm, rolling her hips up and down on him. Napoleon reveled in the sight in front of him. Amina’s bosom sank into the water just to rise out of it again, droplets running down her soft, dark skin. He couldn’t keep his mouth any longer from her. His lips were roaming over her neck, her shoulders, her collarbones, just every inch of skin that he was able to reach.

Feeling him so deep inside her, Amina lost all her self-control. Her pace got faster, harder. As she felt the tension building in her core, ready to bring her over the edge any moment, she desperately grabbed his shoulder.

The grunt that came deep from Leon’s chest was not one of the lewd sounds he had been voicing until now, it was a sound of discomfort and pain. Amina immediately recoiled, her eyes shooting up to Napoleon’s face. But the pained expression was already gone. Leon smiled at her apologetically.

“Don’t hold back, dear. I can take it.” Without waiting for an answer, his hands were on Amina’s hips, and he pulled her close to him. After taking a deep breath, he stood up, wrapping her legs around his waist and placed the surprised woman on the edge of the pool. This time he bit back the groan that wanted to escape his lips as his ribs burnt in his chest.

His hands pushed at her knees to make her open her legs for him. Napoleon knelt on the bench and his hands and lips slowly proceeded their ascent along her calves, her knees and her inner thighs.

Amina quivered in anticipation as his head disappeared between her legs. But Leon didn’t grant her wish to feel his mouth on her just yet. Instead, he just stopped and stared in wonder.

“Just look how beautiful you are, ātashé del-am. Opening up for me, sharing your most precious part with me. Thank you, my dear.” And then he started to devour her, diving into her core like a starving man. His tongue lapped through her folds and teased her pearl.

When at first Amina yearned for his fingers to join, she soon lost every ability to think at all, just feeling how Napoleon brought her to her next climax just with his mouth.

Panting heavily, she felt how Leon left his place between her thighs after a few more lazy licks over her drenched pussy. He stepped out of the pool and knelt down between her still spread legs.

“I want you on your knees, my love.” Leon sounded pained, but determined. And Amina couldn’t think of anything else she wanted more than to be taken by him right here and now on the stone floor. She went on all fours, raising her buttocks invitingly for him.

Leon took the invitation and was behind her in an instant.

His hands guided her to lift her bottom even further while arching her back down onto the floor. He let his fingers run over her bare cheeks, squeezing her flesh tight. Amina bit on her lower lip, aching for him to take her.

“Mm, this is a glorious sight!” Leon cooed. Amina turned her head to look back at him, to see his eyes were dark and full of desire. Napoleon slowly let his fingers run through her folds, playing with her arousal while he was stroking himself.

Finally, she felt the tip of his cock between her folds again. Amina cried out as he buried himself deep inside of her. Every bit of caution they both had not to get caught was gone by now. They couldn’t keep quiet any longer.

Napoleon grabbed Amina’s hip, sinking his blunt nails into her skin. His thrusts were hard and fast, finally searching his own release

He moaned with every thrust now and Amina reacted to his sounds with pure lust. She moved her hips in the same rhythm as him, trying to feel him as deep as possible.

Amina felt another orgasm build up and begged Leon to take her harder. He obeyed, giving all he had to give, not even noticing his broken ribs any longer.

When her walls clenched around his cock, Leon lost his rhythm and rutted into her desperately. Finally, his body tensed, he shuddered and then Amina felt him spilling his seed into her. After another few slow thrusts he collapsed next to her. His chest was heaving while he was trying to catch his breath.

Amina pressed a small kiss on his shoulder. “Mr. Solo, I hope you are satisfied with our service?” she whispered with a smile on her lips.

Napoleon chuckled softly. “I am very pleased and would be delighted if I could take advantage of your endeavors at my suite tonight once more, Miss Ahmadi.

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jungl-leavs · 4 months

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i foind fishe :))))

#jungl draws #terraria calamity #anahita #first time drawing her this took me SEVEN HOURS FOR SOME REASON

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catboyaramaki · 1 year

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Anahita

#I STILL DRAW CALAMITY!!#calamity mod #terraria #Anahita #art #tune in next time when I draw draerim again????

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curlybuttumbl · 5 months

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So I wanted to draw a sketch right, to see if I remembered how to draw the old siren design

It then turned into a fully colored piece of art on accident B)

#modded terraria #terraria calamity #terraria #calamity women #calamity mod #anahita #siren #fish lady #underwater i guess

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bladeubae · 8 months

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One left.

#terraria calamity #anahita

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dea-syria · 1 month

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“I,” said a voice—“I am Desire. In Greece I am revered, and there I am Aphrodite. In Italy I am Venus; in Egypt, Hathor; in Armenia, Anaitis; in Persia, Anâhita; Tanit in Carthage; Baaltis in Byblus; Derceto in Ascalon; Atargatis in Hierapolis; Bilet in Babylon; Ashtaroth to the Sidonians; and Aschera in the glades of Judæa. And everywhere I am worshipped, and everywhere I am Love. I bring joy and torture, delight and pain. I appease and appal. It is I that create and undo. It is I that make heaven and people hell. I am the mistress of the world. Without me time would cease to be. I am the germ of stars, the essence of things. I am all that is, will be, and has been, and my robe no mortal has raised. I breathe, and nations are; in my parturitions are planets; my home is space. My lips are blissfuller than any bloom of bliss; my arms the opening gates of life. The Infinite is mine. Mary, come with me, and you shall measure it.”

--Edgar Saltus, "Mary Magdalen"

#aphrodite #venus #hathor #anaitis #anahita #tanit #baaltis #derceto #atargatis #bilet #ashtaroth #asherah #universal #love #stars #world #eternal #space #life #infinite

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sorenblr · 4 months

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FINAL JOURNEY INTO THE NIGHT FEAT. MY BIG FAT ASS

TONIGHT, December 23rd, 9:00 PM EST/8:00 PM CST, putting a wrap (Christmas) on Shin Megami Tensei V, and our gigantic ass is back in the saddle. Come join us as we walk the path of the demon by putting a yuletide bullet in this game's head. Tonight!!!

Stream: https://www.twitch.tv/streamingknowledge

Archive: https://www.youtube.com/@streaming_knowledge

#streaming knowledge #stream #twitch #smt #smtv #megaten #anahita

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annachum · 7 months

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Midgardian kids' in generals to reaction to several deities for the first time in person in MCU

Thor : ' OMG he is SO COOL and SO HANDSOME. He looks like a Nordic surfing dude and he is a FRIEND OF IRON MAN AND HE CAN LITERALLY CONTROL THUNDER AND LIGHTNING AND - '

Zeus : Is this the guy who ends up having a 100 kids and can shoot lightning like Thor does?!

Apollo : * wearing shades and taking out parasols * He's.....BEAUTIFUL....

Sigyn and Persephone : OMG they are so beautiful they are like fairy princesses ans Queens in the fairytales and -

Loki and Hades : AAAAAAAHH HELP! THEY ARE SO MENACING AND THEY ARE OFTEN WITH THOSE BIG CAPES! HELP!!!

Artemis : OMG she is a total KWEEN BOSS. WE LOVE HER. SHE IS THIS AMAZONIAN HUNTRESS KWEEN AND I LOVE HER LUNAR GLOW AND

Sif : OMG she is so cool and a bit scary at first Yet SUPER COOL. She's like an Amazon Warrior woman yet in Norse version and WE LOVE HER ARMORS AND -

Isis :

Some other kids - Is this the one with wings?

Egyptian kids - * kowtowing and kneeling * OH MIGHT ISIS! WE BOW BEFORE THY MAGNIFICENT PRESENCE!!!!

Anahita ( Persian Goddess of Water ) :

Some other kids - Is this one of those goddesses that can control water?

Iranic kids - * intense fan boying/fan Girling mode and praying in Iranic languages *

Parvati ( Hindu Goddess of Love ) :

Some other kids - Is this the one with lotuses....?

South Asian kids - * intense screaming, fan boying/Girling, praying and scuffle to hug her first ( before Pavarati graciously told them to line up for free hugs. Bless )

Bonus

Kamala and her South Asian friends : * literally similar reaction as above AND Kamala on the verge of hyperventilating *

Sun Wu Kong ( a ' Great Sage ' in Jade Heavens and a magical monkey spirit, who is famous for being amongst those who accompanied Tan Sanzang to a pilgrimage to India in Journey to the West ) :

Some other kids - That's the monkey with kung fu skills, right? RIGHT?! 🤩🤩🤩🤩

Chinese kids - * absolutely LOST IT - SCREAMING, ON THE VERGE OF FAINTING, BAWLING ALL FIGHTING TO HUG WUKONG FIRST, before Wu Kong just laughed graciously and encouraged the kids to line up for free hugs. Bless *

Bonus

Shang Chi and his Chinese friends : * similar reaction as above and Shang Chi is on the verge of fainting from excitement and joy *

🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

#chinese myths #greek myths #norse myths #logyn #hades x persephone #thor #sif #anahita #parvati #sun wukong #hindu myths #persian myths #isis goddess #egyptian myths

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uchuukinoko · 2 months

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"Yes lady Anahita! All waters are your domain 🌊" . . . Anahita ruled over the flowing waters, and the aquatic animals were considered her own. But the most important of them was the otter 🦦 (known as "udrag" in Middle Persian). This creature was so sacred that killing it was a great sin. In some descriptions of Anahita, she was even depicted wearing a cloak made of the skin of a water otter💫

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lostpeace · 2 months

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Anahita and Mithra,

and Hermes and Sutekh.

#Greek Mythology #Egyptian Mythology #Zoroastrianism #Anahita #Mithra #Hermes #Sutekh #Set #Seth #oc

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paganimagevault · 7 months

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Sasanian plate of Goddess Anahita 5th-6th C. CE.

#goddess #art #paganism #pagan #iranian #persia #ancient persia #anahita #ancient art

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masamune7905 · 10 months

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Anahita is an Angel from the Angela mini series. The mini was written by Neil Gaiman and drawn by Greg Capullo both of who are comic book royalty in my opinion. I love the series and I love Angela. Anahita caught my eye as I was thumbing through my reader copies and I decided she would be fun to draw.

#Anahita #Angela #spawn #fanart #arteza #traditionalart #everblendmarkers #artezaeverblendmarkers #kohinoor #Imagecomics

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star-arcana · 4 months

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Prince of Persia The Lost Crown Immortal Showcase NR#1: Sargon; The Rashabar!!!

Background info The new entry to the series is called The Lost Crown, that series is, as the title suggest, the Prince of Persia series. Slightly more than a decade has passed, and now the series gets a new game coming out on 18th January this year, but you get a full-demo on nearly all platforms on 11th January. You can see more about it on Twitter and YouTube, but I am here to give some lore info about Sargon!!! Some of it is taken from the official Discord, where one of the mods called Sushi Vampire revealed it from time to time. I use some of their text here, but with some personal notes and changes, to make it fresh!!!

With that out of the way, let us begin!!

Lore:

Sargon, also known as the Rashabar, The Black Wind[For Info, Rashabar/Black Wind refers to a local wind that blows from time to time in what is today the Kurdistan region of modern day Iraq, particularly in Sulaymaniyah] that destroys his enemies when they get in his way, didn't started out as fearless and ruthless warrior. He was once an orphan when growing up for much of his early life, until Anahita, the general of the Persian Army, took him in, when he was around the age of a modern first-grader and raised him to be in the service of Persia...not as a cute little boy, but a weapon!

That means he had to endure harsh training methods under his mentor, and much of it was without things like Love or anything else of these pesky sentimental stuff in the way! Only anger and the will to fight against his enemies, no matter how tough, fuels him!

He is fearless, ruthless and determined to win, where even Vahram, the greatest warrior of Persia and leader of the Immortals was impressed with his bravery and made him an Immortal due to this!!!

As reward for his success and growing fighting skills, Anahita gave him the twin swords Qays and Layla, powerful blades that are said to contain the souls of two ill-fated lovers!!!

He is our protagonist and is on a journey to Mt.Qaf to rescue the Prince of Persia with his Immortal buddies!

Will he be strong and clever enough to save the Prince? Or will he and the Immortals fail? Find out in the few next days!!!

Tomorrow comes the leader of the Immortals...see ya until then!!!

#star arcana revelations #prince of persia #the lost crown #immortals #immortals showcase #sargon #anahita #vahram

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