#» | × | Zateros&Ozymandias || The Viper In His Shadow ||

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𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕧𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪, 𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪 𝕒𝕓𝕠𝕧𝕖, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕙 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕨 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕠 𝔸 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖

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[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket (zateros)

She wasn't able to sleep on her own recently, maybe it was the fluttering in her stomach during the nights of lying under the stars but this time, her needs were seeking out her Pharaoh. Rare, was he not to visit her chambers, cotton sheets empty of his warmth and renewed scent so she went to seek him out. Dismissing the guards are her doors and walking with little sound to her footsteps. She followed her senses, inhaling deep for that scent that made her obey in the first place.

A glance into the scrolls room and there he was, hunched over in his seat. Clearly out for the night and in the dimly light room it was very easy to succumb to slumber here. Zateros often did herself, her smile grew at the memory of it. Trying to read through the history of her lover and his kingdom now that she had true access to such rare documents. Now though - she slipped up to his side. Raising her hand to gently tussle a strand of hair with a smitten expression.

Stepping to stand beside him and remove the covering from her arms, she placed it over him - as she easily hopped into his lap. Careful of her weight distribution and placement of limbs, but soon enough - she was tucked under the blanket with him in his seat. Here, she'll stay - staring upon him with adoration whilst cradling his head to her bosom and humming a gentle lullaby. "Such a hard worker."

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Lays his head on Zateros' bosom. Soft. Comfortable. He is at peace now.

A bold move from a bold pharaoh. Humoured from the action she didn't see the need to remove him from her bosom of comforts. He has been working hard for the kingdom here, no? Fingers greet his nape, pressing into tense muscles as the other set sink into his hair and ruffle the strands that had the scent of the winds and sands. A familiar and homely scent to her nose as she dismissed servants from their side to allow Ozy the time he wants to just turn into goo.

"Good boy, you did a great job today." A kiss to his crown and adjustment of legs to cradle him between knee and guide his arms around her waist, she continued to stroke over his nape and hair to allow him the utmost peace in her valley. "Sleep, Pharaoh. I'll be here."

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“  who  did  this  to  you  ?  ”  (zateros)

Who? She couldn't say - the name of that face escapes her but the scent burned her nostrils like the first time she smelt the death of her people. Staring upon her Pharaoh with eyes of melting gold, her tensed frame trembled only slight as he stepped closer. A wariness that wasn't for him or from him - after all, the moment he rose a hand to her stinging cheek, Zateros stepped forward to rest her skin upon his cool palm. A flutter of onyx lashes and lids of white, her fingers rose to clutch, scrapping claws ever-so-faintly on his godly flesh.

"I withheld my fangs." She was learning, but it was so hard. So hard to not slaughter every thing that dared look upon her as trash and whenever they dared to do more. Because, it was an agreed term with her love, to hold herself a statue, to await the judgement of her Pharaoh on the people that thought themselves better than that of the God chosen. It was a scheme to pull the weeds from their shadows,

Her shoulders rose with a swift inhale, lowering with the next as she leaned forward to brush her nose to his shoulder and rest her free hand upon his hip. "He wears red, turban and drapes, white pants with the symbol of a snake upon his belt. He wields a blade, scimitar, I believe, and smells of rotten ale." Her voice lowered to a hiss, a deadly noise of any predator. "His fingers wear silver and gold, a crystal upon the thumb." Her lips seal with a loud exhalation before retreating from his frame.

"He hit me with ease, a common swing of an abuser. He also held his gaze far too low for my tastes." She didn't need to say more, after all, it was scum like these that made the names of their Gods wither in disgust. "May Bast and Sekhmet burn through your veins, my love."

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i need more of you. [ zateros ]

The desert sun never failed to make the world bathe in golden light as it slowed its descent to the sandy dunes. The glistening of glass and grain was never seen beyond anything but divine. She understood the praise of such a landscape when she stared upon his gaze below her own, watching his body glisten in sweat on sheets of white licks of golden edges with royal blue pillows. The sight of him sprawled with touches that ignited her flesh in goosebumps. Her breath left her in pants of bliss, praising to Sobek, willing the God's gift of new life to give her lover the desired result for them to be copulating so easily that morning.

Bodies were once heard outside the door, servants to wake the Pharaoh, to clean the room, remake the used bed - but they were denied entry. After all, it wasn't as if Zateros was a quiet woman. Not when she felt every shift of her King inside of her, reaching to her core to satisfy her inch and the sensation of finally being tipped over it. Her song of pleasure was loud with the white stars that danced through her veins. Hands that clutched onto his wrists to ground her floating mind - her thighs quivered as her back arched her hips down to firmly slap their thighs together and allow her body to ride out the orgasm that made her bones liquid in its aftermath.

Panting in joy, her hand released one of the Pharaoh's to touch at her lower stomach - rubbing the warmth that spilt inside her and made her smirk with delight as her free hand rose to push the strands of her purple locks away from her features. Rosy cheeked and wide pupils, her body trembled with the subtle movements of her King's body beneath her - but it wasn't over. Not even as she sighed in exhaustion to lower herself to lay upon him. Kissing down the Pharaoh's throat, licking aside sweat and prior given bite marks, only for her body to be jerked in shock to his wants.

On her side, a leg risen in his grasp and his hand on her stomach - rubbing the seed deeper, her fingers clawed upon the bedding left in coolness next to the prior warmth. She gave a gasp then a moan heavy into the room yet again as he spoke so sweetly. "Th-then take all of m-me… " She slithered her fingers to his hand on her own stomach only for her golden hues to roll backwards the moment he began to move yet again - harder, faster, deeper… "A-ah!!"

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2024 - Ship Tags for COPYandPASTE - Part 3

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Zateros and Ozy child let's GOOOOO

» Name:

x. Ziv Iacobs

» Gender:

x. Male

» General Appearance:

x. Large and gentle, a man of size but strength within it all. x. He stands just a touch taller then Zateros. x. Complexion is a softer tone to Ramses - Zateros is darker than him. x. Maroon hued - but they turn gold when he’s in a mood. x. Thick arms and thick thighs, short legs compared to most but top-strength outweighs his actual weight. x. He’s got a Lion’s stare and a heart of gold! A true gentle pride leader.

» Personality:

x. Ziv is a bright soul, happy to lend a hand to his siblings and caretakers - even though he is a royal blood. Though a cocubines offspring, he isn’t seen as trash or lower class, if anything - he’s pampered through and through. x. Like his Mom, Zateros - he’s sharp in learning the room. Exits and weaponry - the vibes that people give off and the flavour of interaction. x. He’s quick on his feet in terms of conversations to be held - knowledgeable upon map reading and building structures. x. He can blunder at times when it comes to telling lies, but it’s fixed by telling half-truths.

» Special Talents:

x. Serpopard - half breed - doesn’t have the full monster form but holds onto the animalistic traits such as fangs, claws, presence and amber hues when on a hunt. x. He is trained well in sturdy forms - rather than the Troupes acrobatics. He trains as a foundation to lifts, holding up figures and learning how to become a stone in a wavering land. x. His durability and stamine and understanding on how to climb up buildings from the bottom up is unfathomable. Zateros is the only one to beat him in a challenge of minds. x. He is extremely good at tasting foreign elements in foods too. He is a grand sight to witness at the spice markets.

» Who they take after more:

x. A good mix of them both, in smarts and looks!

» Personal Head canon:

x. Zateros feeds into his weight gain, she who grew up on scraps and little meals a day. Overfeeds Ziv out of worry. x. Zateros banned Ramses from witnessing his precious cub for a forenight after giving birth - she transformed into a feral state and was vile to all to protect what was hers. x. Ziv learnt that when she came sound of mind again, she wept and held him close with Ramses every night until he was old enough to sleep upon his own linen. x. Ziv’s goal to become someone useful to his Father’s reign - thus he dabbles in careers that take him away from the throne and instead works with the people.  x. Qerronen brings Ziv spices from all over the country as her personal gift to him. When he was born, she cried for the first time in front of Ramses.

» Face Claim:

x. Hunk // Voltron

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