Date: Sat, 6 Aug 2005 14:55:47 -0700 (PDT) From: Sean ORiley Subject: Vampire-High Priest: Chap 3 Many thanks to my editor Robert Carrien for his feedback and encouragement. Good friends are very hard to come by, I am proud to have Robert as my friend. CHAPTER 3: HAMUNAPTRA-THE CITY OF DEAD Miu-Oa, Ker Heb of Osiris stood at the center of the black marble platform, his arms were outstretched and eyes closed. A full moon glowed in the heavens and the silvery light bathed his bejeweled body. His cloak made of gossamer threads of gold bellowed in the cool night breeze. Golden circlet bearing the markings of the lord of underworld adorned his forehead his black curly hair cascading onto his shoulders. Sheet-collar made of beaten gold around his neck; anklets and bracelets studded with precious stones accentuated his beauty ten fold. The golden bands on his biceps seemed as if they would pop any moment trying to restrain the bulge. Beaten gold fashioned in the exact likeness of his crotch fit his privates snugly. The moon's reflection in the unnaturally calm black waters surrounding the circular platform rendered an eerie ambience. The desert landscape stretched out until the eye could see no more. The remnants of the once magnificent city of the dead, Hamunaptra dedicated to Osiris and his subjects both living and dead lay ravaged by time, scavenged by desert bandits and archeologists alike. I beckoned Johan to approach me, he was completely naked accept for the beaten gold that covered his nether region. The white globes were hidden away from my sight only to be revealed at the right time. Johan approached with a slightest hint of apprehension and knelt facing away from me, only a mere foot separated us. My outstretched hands rose high in the air as if holding the moon between my hands and I chanted the hymns from the book of the dead, which of course I had memorized. Homage to Osiris, King of the Gods, Lord of the underworld who is truly the most powerful one. Beloved of Isis hear thine servant's prayers bless mine mate and me. Bare witness to this holy mating and shower benedictions even as the mature moon bathes us with its silvery aura. I open mine body and soul; infuse me with thine radiance and power. Most potent one, I wish to bind me and mine beloved with blood and seed. Unite us in thine grace oh lord, blood and seed essence of life bind us in love eternal. Johan now turned to face me, still kneeling looking at me with his big blue eyes. Shiny black smoke rose from the waters and encircled us. Osiris was here to witness and bless of our union. I began the ancient rite of mating by intoning the ritual questions. Johan mine beloved do you give yourself freely, body and soul to me. Ker Heb Miu-Oa, Tutanasar (living image of Asar/Osiris) I give myself freely body and soul to you for all eternity. Rise mine beloved and receive mine gift of love. Johan rose and stretched his hand straight out his palms vertical to his hands. I slit his palms and joined his palms with mine own bloody palms. As our blood mixed together I leaned over and kissed him on his mouth. I bit into his tongue and drank his sweet blood; it tasted like elixir so full of love and vitality. I resisted my urge to drink him dry and fed him my own blood. We embraced as our palms healed and soon my hands were all over his body touching him everywhere. My bottled up passion was suddenly released and I could not hold back any longer. His hardness was stabbing on my shielded crotch my own erection was battling to break free. My tongue was probing his mouth tasting his saliva, he sucked on my tongue and his fingers were twirling my curly hair. I grabbed his globes of joy over the gold shield, I pressed on them with such strength that they deformed but they still clung on to his flesh as if protecting his virginity. My hips pressed onto his, our bodies swaying sensually as we were locked at lips. I broke the kiss to lick his neck savoring the aroma of his body. My tongue and lips were all over his body feeling the warm blood flowing below his skin. He moaned which only drove me further into sexual madness. I grabbed his manhood and was manipulating it with my fingers. Squeezing, stroking and rubbing his head, he shivered in my embrace. I turned him around, my crotch rubbed on his behind. Metal separating our flesh from meeting. He bucked his behind onto me, finally peeling the shield separating us. He turned around and held my manhood in his hands, kissing me lustfully and I felt his bare behind cupped in my hands. Squeezing it kneading his flesh pressing our bodies together hard. I pressed him onto my body with one hand and manipulating his nipples with the other while he fondled my phallus. He kissed and nibbled on my neck his manhood pressed in between my thighs lifting my scrotum. I humped in his hand as his manhood slid in and out between my thighs. He removed the sheet-collar around my shoulder and rubbed his hands on my chest. I could feel his wet lips on my pectorals making circles around my nipples with his tongue. He moved further and further down licking kissing sucking on my flesh. His hands were rubbing my sides up and down. When he finally reached my crotch he briefly marveled at its sight, he planted kisses all around my phallus matting the hair with saliva. Then he licked my scrotum and sucked each of my testicles. He was driving me crazy with his ministrations without touching the one part I wanted him to service the most. I did not want to force him but my patience and forbearance was running out. Gently but firmly I guided his head toward my phallus. He did not resist, however he did not enclose my manhood in his mouth. He kissed first on the head and then licked my shaft. Taking the head in his mouth twirling his tongue around it he probed the orifice. I held his head firmly on the sides and forced my shaft in his mouth, his wet tongue slid over my phallus until my head hit his throat. I slid back and forth back in his wet mouth. My love secretions were filling his mouth I was at the edge of the orgasm. Pulling out quickly and I knelt beside him kissing his mouth tasting myself on him stroking his phallus hard and fast all the while kissing and fondling his scrotum. I lay him down, his white body on the black marble was a sight to behold and I snaked on top of him kissing every inch of his body until I reached his beautiful pink lips. I parted his legs my phallus nestled on top of his scrotum and his own erection was pressed between our bodies. Sucking on his lips stabbing his sack, his hands roamed up and down rubbing my body. I lifted his scrotum my head now rubbing on the skin between his hole and sack. He wrapped his legs around my waist. I guided my manhood to his hole and I stabbed at it repeatedly drenching it with my secretion until the head slid in. He cried out as I penetrated guiding my head to rub his insides massaging it spreading it out, he moaned as I entered further. I covered his mouth with mine, kissing as I slid further and further in until I was buried to the hilt. We began the dance of love making, his hips raising to meet mine, my scrotum hitting on his body and my pubes tickling his skin each time our hips met. Moans and grunts of pleasure filled the night echoing in the ruins. Soon our gentle lovemaking turned sexual frenzy I bit his lips and drank his sweet blood deeply and his seed shoot out between our bodies. His insides clenched at my manhood and soon I shot my bloody seed in him. The black smoke encircling us now enveloped our bodies my mind and soul were bonding with Johan's even as we were connected physically. Osiris infused and strengthened our bonds. It felt as if I was having multiple orgasms at the same time. The feeling was absolutely blissful. I could sense from our newly made bond that Johan was also feeling the same. We were bonded, united by Gods own hand. We both uttered simultaneously "United in thine grace Osiris, with blood and seed, thine essence of life have bound us in love eternal. " We lay in each other's arms as the smoke slowly was absorbed in our bodies and souls. Johan spoke through our bond, "I am your Khenemetasar my Asarhotep. I love you more than words or deeds can ever describe. I am yours, yours alone until Osiris parts us". I shivered mentally at his last words, "Mery, I want us to be together for all eternity. Now that we are mated will you not accept my hearts blood and become as I? Then our love will be immortal same as us." "Asarhotep, you know as well as I that Osiris is the judge. He will decide if I am to serve him in death or in life eternal." I could not help being disappointed at his response even though the truth of the matter was clearly evident. I just..., I just didn't want to lose another of my love to Osiris. I was horrified at the blasphemous thoughts I was thinking, but the thoughts lingered in my mind. Sensing my distress my Khenemetasar snuggled up to me, caressing my face and sending mental assurances. I carried Johan to the underground sanctorum as hands of Ra were clearing the darkness in the heavens. Exhausted from the night's lovemaking we drifted away into sleep quickly. Octavius heard knocking on the door, Johan and Miu-Oa were resting after yet another night's intense lovemaking. They were at it since they returned from the city of the dead, growing hornier with every passing night. Octavius was flabbergasted at the sight of the four elders and their elite and the Patriarch was equally surprised to see Octavius. The patriarch was the first to speak, "Octavius you traitorous vermin, what are you doing here. I warned you, first of my children or not if ever you came into my sight I would kill you." He prepared to lunge at him. The Rabbi and Abbot restrained him. Octavius was quickly backing away and he stumbled back onto the Ker Heb. Realizing who was behind him he quickly went down on his knees, head bent down in submission. "Octavius has my protection you would go through me to get to him. Is that what you wish Elder?" the Ker Heb said. The Elders and their elite went down on their knees, the Patriarch stuttered "No, no my lord he has my pardon." With Johan now by my side I said, "Rise, rise children of my brothers". "Meet Khenemtasar, my beloved Johan." I held Johan in my arms and kissed him to leave no doubt in the minds of these Elders. "I am saddened by my brothers death, I am sure you are worthy successors to them. However I do not understand why it took you all so long to present yourselves to me." The Rabbi responded, a little sacred, "My lord, Ker Heb we were busy preparing a proper welcome for thine arrival. We bring gifts my lord and hope you will find them most pleasing." I guided the Elders to sit in the living room. Their elite brought in an unmarked sarcophagus and stood behind their respective masters. Johan sat beside me his bodyguards close behind. Octavius stood behind like the elite behind their vampires. The vampire behind the Elder with locks of hair at his ears looked wearily at Johan. Johan meeting his eyes said, "Malachi! Malachi what are you doing here?" Malachi looked at his master and the Rabbi nodded at him, "Johan I am a vampire, an elite of the Rabbi I was assigned by my master to look after your welfare." I could sense many questions forming in Johan's mind. An uncomfortable silence followed as Johan and I pondered the impact of what this Malachi had just said. The Rabbi interrupted our reverie and said, "My lord the sarcophagus here contains one who was very dear to you, we are very sorry to inform you that the humans disturbed and desecrated Tutankhamen in his death. The best we could do was to retrieve his mummy and avenge the blasphemers." My eyes grew wide, I forgot about all doubts and suspicions as I opened the sarcophagus. "Tutankhamen, mery, my love Tutankhamen", I was horrified to see the undone bandages and the broken skeleton of Tutankhamen. I cried out "Tut, my dear Tut". Tut was disturbed in his after life, his joy in the realm of Osiris was forever marred. I wondered even if now his soul wandered the space between the living and the dead without peace. I was depressed that I was powerless to help my dear Tut. Johan tried to reach me mentally and I rudely batted away his presence. I felt him hurt and I collected myself, admonishing myself for the emotional outburst and sent out to Johan to let him know I was all right and was sorry. He only smiled at me. "I thank you Elders for bringing Tutankhamen to me, even if you were too late to protect his tomb." I could see the Elders visibly relieved. "You are most welcome my lord. My lord now that you have decided to end thine hibernation we want to offer our help and assistance in any possible way for your future plans." The Rabbi said at which the Ker Heb raised his eyebrow and smiled. "You are indeed a subtle diplomat Rabbi to so delicately hint at my plans for my kingdom. I indeed have plans for my mine mate's future and me. Egypt of course is my inheritance also I wish to unburden you by taking over the rogue countries. Johan shall have his country of birth, he so very much wishes to return to his home and I have given him my word to accompany him wherever he wishes to be." The Elders looked at each other in consternation and mind speaking. The Rabbi was the first to speak, "Ker Heb Miu-Oa you are most welcome to have the rogue worlds. You will need our help in consolidating and controlling your kingdom. We each are prepared to provide you one of our most trusted and skilled, if you will have them." He signaled the vampires behind them. They stepped forward and knelt before me. "Malachi Dalton of the brotherhood of Moshe at your service my lord. I shall serve you as I served the Rabbi with the same loyalty and reverence." Jing Mo of the Abbot, Huaorani Yanomami of the Shaman and Ares Bartholomew of the Patriarch presented themselves similarly. I knew they were to act as eyes for their masters, regardless I decided to take them into my service. "Rise champions of the Elders. I shall have you in my service but consider yourselves forewarned. I do not take lightly the word of mouth. I will hold you unto your promises, my grace for loyalty and death for deception. They bowed their heads in submission. The Elders upon success of their mission made their farewells to Ker Heb. They felt satisfied at the outcome of their meeting but they could not help but feel a sense of foreboding. With the conclusion of the meeting between the Elders and Ker Heb, yet again the ancient game of power and politics began.