Family Affair

CODE: H (set in the Horus/Kemet storyline)

TAKES PLACE DURING (specific story): NA

PAIRING: Tumu/Ba-Pef/Shepset (M/M/F)

EXPLANATION: I am really not too sure where this very weird pairing...er...tripling?...came from. O_o Mainly, I wanted to set Sokar's demigod son, Tumu, up in a situation that would cause some real discomfort between him and his father. I'm trying to remember why this was so uncomfortable for him...hmmmm...oh yeah! (I had to read the scene to remember.) Seems that Shepset is Sokar's SISTER...making her Tumu's AUNT. (Incest is common among the Egyptian gods, but usually of the brother/sister variety--and not all of the gods really appreciate it. Sokar doesn't even like to acknowledge Shepset as his sister, as that would mean he has parents, and he does not want to admit he has parents.) Also, Sokar is probably as straight as they get, and if he were to find out that his son has been passing time with another man...yipes! Who knows what would happen. AND, toss in a bit of lust on Tumu's part for his father's main squeeze, Selket...whose shape Shepset can assume at will...AWKWARD! (See "The Rivals" for more on that.) So yes, that's why this scene is very uncomfortable for poor confused Tumu. He has a close call at the end...I should write a followup scene where he's outed. Mwa-ha-ha-ha!

DISCLAIMERS: None that I'm aware of. But are you confused, too? o_o

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Family Affair

Tumu sucked air into his burning lungs as momentum carried him forward and back again. His fists clenched the sheets on both sides of the goddess who lay beneath him, her breasts rising and falling with her rapid breath. He had been a little rougher with her before than he'd intended; the rouge on her lips was smeared, and a bruise was forming where he'd clutched her left breast too hard in his frenzy to be inside her. He'd very nearly thrown her down upon the bed at the start, tearing open her dress and opening her legs and thrusting inside without any ceremony.

Shepset apparently didn't mind his impatience. Tumu watched her face as sweat trickled down his own, manifesting his strain. Hands grasped his shoulders; behind him he heard Ba-Pef's panting, felt the slick sweat of the god's body where they met, the pressure inside himself as he submitted to Ba-Pef's thrusting as Shepset submitted to him. He hadn't thought that he would actually like the feeling of another man inside him; the idea had repulsed him until Shepset had persuaded him to join her and her other suitor. On first seeing Ba-Pef Tumu had felt only jealousy, knowing that it was to him that Shepset went when she wasn't with him. Now, however, the three of them enjoyed each other together. The sensation was, to say the least, unexpected.

He felt Shepset tighten and give a small cry, arching up as she climaxed. Ba-Pef came next, driving himself up and in with a hard, satisfied grunt and releasing, his weight sagging against Tumu as his breath fanned over Tumu's shoulder. Tumu cut off a gasp when his own seed spilled forth, and Shepset shivered.

Tumu pushed himself up--somewhat difficult with Ba-Pef's added weight--and collapsed on his back next to the goddess, Ba-Pef beside him. He panted, staring up at the canopy decorated with stars. The dizzying haze that had been swirling in his head began to fade.

Shepset traced a finger over his chest. "He's adequate," she said to Ba-Pef, giggling softly.

Ba-Pef raised himself onto one elbow and smiled back. "Though I sense some inexperience about him."

"You complain too much, Ba-Pef. It's only that I've been his sole bedfellow so far."

"Perhaps he should get out more."

Tumu sat up and rubbed his face with a sigh. The other two watched him for a moment before Shepset sat up as well, stroking his shoulder.

"What bothers you? Is my lord Ba-Pef too rough for your tastes?"

"I only gave him what I assumed he liked," Ba-Pef retorted, jokingly.

Tumu stared across the room. "My father would not appreciate this."

"Father?" Shepset got an odd look. "Lord Sokar? Why should he care how we spend our time?"

"I don't believe he would relish the idea of his son engaged in activities with another man."

Ba-Pef smirked. "Relish? He's probably watching us now as he pleasures himself with Lady Selket."

Tumu said nothing. Shepset kissed his neck and left the bed. "You have little to worry about, Nephew. My haughty brother has better things to concern himself with. Like Selket, as Ba-Pef said. Look at this--you tore my dress. I'll have to change into another."

"I could assist," Ba-Pef offered with a smile.

Shepset smiled back coyly. "Perhaps you could. Though I doubt the assistance would include the donning of clothes."

She turned back to Tumu as Ba-Pef rose and dressed. "Don't worry, little Nephew. You're a grown boy now. Daddy can't dictate every part of your life forever. I'll see you again soon--and perhaps Lord Ba-Pef will join us. Farewell for now."

Tumu watched them leave arm in arm, fading away into invisibility. He sat on the edge of his bed for what seemed an eternity, staring off into space, until a sharp knock at the door jolted him back to his senses. He stood to answer it--only to realize that he was still naked. Hurriedly he grabbed his kilt and wrapped it around himself, attempting to smooth himself down before crossing the room and opening the door.

He gasped and ducked aside with a quick bow as Sokar entered, passing him without a glance. "Father," he stammered.

"I've been looking for you all evening," Sokar said, still not looking at him. "You failed to show up at dinner. Again."

"My--my apologies, Father. I wasn't aware of the time."

"You should be more attentive in the future."

"Yes, Father."

Sokar paused in the middle of the room, lifting his head slightly as if sensing something. He frowned. Tumu nervously smoothed down his kilt.

"You've had a woman in here," Sokar remarked suddenly.

Tumu paled. "I--I don't know why you would think so, Father."

Sokar snorted and turned to him. "It's obvious for anyone with two eyes in his head. Your bedclothes are a shambles. I can just about smell it in the air." He cast a critical eye on Tumu, who flushed and shuffled one foot. "And you, hot and flustered as a schoolboy. One would think you spent the whole day at it."

Tumu lowered his head to stare at the floor. "I...I did spend the evening in female company, Lord."

Sokar only stared at him for a moment before snorting lightly again, turning to leave. "I was beginning to wonder when you ever would. Make certain you clean yourself up and change those clothes before appearing. Whoever she is, you're bound to have her scent all over you."

"Yes, Lord. Immediately." Tumu bowed, flushing again. Sokar left his room, the door shutting behind him. Silence once more took over.

Tumu let out his breath in relief, then went to the bed and made sure to remove and shake out the sheets, grateful that his father had failed to make out the imprints of three separate bodies upon them, as well as the stains of spilled seed marking two. He folded the stained sheet and hid it carefully away in a nook, vowing to burn it as soon as he was able.

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