#lactuca deorum

[sxtekh-ar]

Two of A Kind

lactuca-deorum:

Nephthys folded her arms, annoyed. It’s not like she was being bossy, it’s just that she should stop being a sweet obedient wifey and scold Set whenever he misbehaved. Or at least, that’s what Isis told her. Her eyes narrowed as an idea formed in her head.  She approached Set slowly, with a smile plastered on her lips. “Of course, dear husband. You look absolutely outstanding, ..as always.” She slid her hands over the bare skin of Set’s waist. “But, I would be needing that dress back. What about you take it off, and in return, I could give you something better.” She looked up at him until their noses touched and batted her eyelashes. Being Set’s wife really made her learned something about seduction.

Meanwhile the other Set was shoving a handful of caramel popcorn into his mouth. Finally he could see a live-action between him and his sister-wife without needing a mirror.

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         Set cocked an eyebrow at this other Nephthys, she was and will always be a thousands times better than his Nephthys but nonetheless his stomach and heart couldn't handled any form of Nephthys--not anymore. "Darling don't think I know this trick of your's, I've been played several times by it. I know you mean well sweetie but...I can't." Set gently pushed Nephthys away from him, just enough to give them both some breathing room. Both Sets maybe similar in a lot of ways but there was small differences as well, his relationship if is wife was one of them. "I'll keep this and steal something from my wife to give to you in return? What do you say?" Set's mischievous small returned instantly back upon his face as he danced around in the red fabric. "Deal?"