Author: @thedapperbandit
Title: Do Not Tease Me
Rating: MA
Theme: PWP (Porn Without Plot, mostly)
Subject: Farida won’t get out of bed. Ardeth intervenes.
Type: One shot
Author’s Notes: There is a serious lack of Ardeth Bay fan fiction out there. I intend to rectify this. Feedback welcome!
Word Count: 1,085
..he hovered above her and whispered firmly, "Get out of this bed. Immediately.”
“Or…” She tugged at the front of his robes, partially revealing his chest, “You could join me.”
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“My love.” Ardeth’s deep, hypnotic voice whispered to the shell of her ear, “The morning grows late.”
In response, the woman simply grunted and pressed her face further into the pillow even as she felt gentle fingers brushing across her bare shoulder.
“You know how much I hate it when you ignore me.” He said, his lips brushing across her cheek teasingly.
She gave a vexed sigh, “I’m simply choosing to respond at a later date.”
He gave a husky laugh and began slowly inching the covers from her body til she whined at the chill of the Egyptian winter air and scrambled to hide underneath the remaining sheets and blankets.
“Farida.” He scolded impatiently.
“Ardeth.” She huffed.
The covers were yanked entirely from atop her and she squeaked and curled herself up and further away from him, tugging down the edge of her night dress against the cold air.
“You are testing my patience.” He growled as Farida felt the bed shift and Ardeth hovering over her.
She peaked through one eye warily, “Aren’t I always?”
The Medjai sighed in frustration. He had successfully lead armies and defeated mummies. Even cheated death more times than he could count. And yet this one woman had him as soft as butter and as pliable as putty. He truly was besotted.
“For the love of Allah.” He muttered, roughly turning her onto her back even as she protested, “Ardeth, please just let me sleep.”
He gazed down at her lidded amber eyes and could not stop his hand from cradling her face, his stomach filled with warmth as it illicited a happy smile from her.
“You know I am on watch this evening. You said you wished to see me off. There is much to prepare before I depart.” Ardeth explained.
“It’s only ten o'clock!” Farida protested, crossing her arms.
It was a comical sight and one which made him genuinely laugh and reach out to unfurl her twisted limbs gently.
“Forgive me for wanting to spend the day with you before I depart.” The Medjai said, his fingers running across her bottom lip and his tone slightly teasing.
She immediately looked guilty, a frown wrinkling her brow and her mouth pouting, “Well don’t I feel like a terrible wife.”
Ardeth grinned again and kissed her, “You are nothing of the sort.”
She craned her neck to join their lips again, this time her fingers tangling in his curls and a content sigh escaping her throat.
Then he hovered above her and whispered firmly, “Get out of this bed. Immediately.”
“Or…” She tugged at the front of his robes, partially revealing his chest, “You could join me.”
She bit her lip teasingly, batting her lashes like an innocent lamb, which only made Ardeth glare and shake his head.
“Do not tease me, Farida.” He warned but his voice betrayed him, already breathless and husky.
Her hands slid beneath the mix of cotton and linen that hid his body from her, her nimble fingers shrugging the garment from his shoulders, even as he watched her with an unreadable stare.
“I live to tease you, my love.” She whispered over his mouth.
He simmered silently, the muscles in his jaw tensing and the vein over his temple standing out against his tan skin.
“Farida. Bay.” He ground out, his chest heaving with restraint even as she guided his hand to run the length of her thigh and beneath the sheer satin of her night dress.
She smiled and flicked her tongue out, running it along his bottom lip, “Ardeth. Bay.”
“By the Gods, woman!” He growled, his fingers roughly hoisting the slip over her head and his lips immediately attaching to and biting her nipple just enough to spike the delicate flesh with pain and pleasure.
Farida moaned and spread her legs, accommodating his body as he ground his hips into her and hungrily sucked marks into her skin.
“You are infuriating.” He breathed against her flesh, “A truly stubborn creature.”
She tugged at his hair firmly, “Oh yes, like you can talk.”
He groaned at the stinging of his scalp and yanked her underwear over her legs before frantically tugging at the rest of his robes to free himself from the constricting fabric.
Then he was hovering over her, his thumb pushing past her lips and the rest of his hand holding her face firmly.
“Be silent.” He cautioned, his other hand exploring her wetness til he was beyond sure that she was ready to be punished.
His dominant mood merely made Farida moan around his thumb as he pushed into her firmly and guided her legs to anchor around his hips.
The view of her face contorted in pure rapture was enough for Ardeth to immediately forgive her disobedience, her warm insides hugging him tightly and stoking the growing fire in the pit of his belly.
“You make me wild.” He panted, his thumb slipping from her mouth only to be replaced with his lips and tongue.
She threaded her fingers into his wild, mess of hair and began to slide her opposite hand down her body to increase the pleasure throbbing within.
Ardeth pushed her hand away and moved his own down to roll over the nerve endings Farida longed to sate. Her hips lifted, back arching, nails digging into his shoulder blades as her body began to tremble.
“Your hands are pure sin.” She gasped and he chuckled roughly, his head buried into her neck and he rasped against her ear, “You are insatiable.”
She laughed, “You’re no better.”
He leaned up to meet her gaze and watched as she began to come undone around him, “You could never sate me, my love.”
Farida merely whined desperately, hands latching onto his back as her entire body spasmed and she rocked her hips up into him, throat gasping breathlessly as she was overcome by her release.
“Ardeth, you feel so good.” Her words made his thrusts falter, the sudden onslaught of intense pleasure making him moan against her throat, hand slamming into the headboard as he rode through bliss.
They both attempted to catch their breaths, Ardeth rolling to the empty side of the bed, before tucking her damp, pliable body into his side protectively.
“I should refuse to get out of bed more often.” Farida teased and the Medjai chuckled and squeezed her in warning, “Who knew that testing my patience could be so enjoyable.”
They both laughed before succumbing to each other once more.
