Icaros's eyes began to open slowly as he found himself back in the tomb. The phantoms from earlier were gone. All that remained was Sharkot and a similar-looking female standing behind her. The girl looked young, with a darker skin color. Much like Sharkot.
She was facing away from us with crossed arms while the she-warrior turned to greet Icaros, "You're glowing." Sharkot said, quite bluntly. Icaros nodded and began to get up, but immediately fell back down onto his back. Panic blossomed in his mind, then his chest as he turned to face Sharkot, "What did you do to me?"
The female behind her sounded off an answer in an exasperated tone, not even turning to face Icaros, "You're just exhausted. Stay down and rest." Turning to the female behind Sharkot, Icaros addressed her with a question. Still fairly confused, "Why am I - Oh. I see."
The pieces fit together quickly for Icaros, but the fellow she-warrior scoffed. She gave him an explanation anyway, "The Genie, as you call him, Is a mystical being that speaks to you through a mental landscape. Projecting that much thought energy is exhausting, for you anyway. So lie down and rest."
Icaros took her advice and lied his head back down. Despite his godhood, the allure of sleep still seemed to call to him. A few minutes to shut his eyes didn't sound like a bad idea, so he relaxed. Quickly succumbing to the rest that called him.
An hour later, Icaros woke to a shocking site. His composure was a mess thanks to the grogginess as he instinctively shuffled back into the fountain wall, away from the two now-naked females, "What's going on?! Why are you two naked?""
Milton's voice echoed into his head from somewhere nearby. Icaros quickly found the owner, and he seemed refreshed. Almost perky for someone in his disposition. Milton spoke, sounding lighthearted. Laughing at the godchild's reaction in amusement, "Relax, Icaros! This is, uh ... They want payment for services."
Moments before when Icaros had woken up, the newly introduced she-warrior had been grinding on top of him. Now, she sat like a puppy. Her hands resting in front of her, her legs split as she stared at Icaros. That scowling expression had vanished completely while Icaros was out. Now, the female merely looked curious. She was leering at Icaros as she spoke, "My name is Aiasha. Tomb keeper and Mistress Sharkot says that I'm to ... to take you." Icaros stared at the nude dark-skinned apprentice as she flushed heavily.
Icaros spoke, unsure how to even begin to approach this mess, "Take me? Like induct into your order? I'm sorry, but I don't - H-Hey!" Aiasha had taken it upon herself to reassert her legs over Icaros, straddling the godchild. She pressed her palm against the flat of his chest as she spoke, pinning him down, "Shut up and just stay still. Neither of us wants to do this."
That wasn't entirely true, Icaros thought. But the setting was awful and he wasn't sure he liked being forced into sex. Helpless as he was, though, he stopped struggling. His eyes finding the apprentices as she slipped his leather pants down to expose him. Icaros's mind might not have been enjoying it so much, but his body didn't lie. Standing straight and at attention, the Godling's genital was beyond excited.
Aiasha caught her breath. Was this her first time seeing a penis? It must've been, for he wasn't actually all that impressive. But that didn't seem to matter to the apprentice as she lifted her sex, angling herself before sliding down onto Icaros. Her labia parting with resistance as he was pushed into the virgin tomb keeper. She was eager to get this over with.
Being a virgin himself, the Godchild was overcome in the sense of pleasure as he felt Aiasha squeeze around him. She was tight! The girl was starting to move up and down now. She was wincing as she forced herself to take him for her mistress. Icaros hadn't noticed before, but Sharkot was watching from behind them to the left. Apparently Milton had slipped away to give them some privacy, but Sharkot was under no delusions as she observed her apprentice struggle to take Icaros's penis.
Grasping with both palms at Icaros's chest, she faced him. Clenching her teeth for the moment as she began to move faster. Icaros had to lean himself back against the fountain stone to keep himself under control. At this point, he'd forgotten all about being uncomfortable as the dark beauty looked him head on as she took his first. He was about to give up trying to restrain himself when Aiasha stuttered out, "D-don't just sit there ... do ... do something." Hadn't she just told him to stay still?
It didn't really matter. All that concerned Icaros were her words to action. With them, he made use of the muscles he'd built up over the journey as his hands quickly found their way onto Aiasha's dark-skinned rump. Firmly grasping her as she stopped moving, giving him a skeptical look, "What are you- Ah!" Icaros had taken to his feet as he lifted the apprentice up, holding her aloft above his penis as he began to ram her vulva lewdly and excitedly.
Aiasha was shut up instantly, her stifled excitement during their intercourse turning into an intense collection of moans mingled with the meshing of their two sex's. It was beyond lewd, but neither of them cared much at this point as their breathing synced up. Icaros could feel the vaginal walls of the apprentice girl as she was thrown up and down on his genital.
He could feel it even as he neared his own. Aiasha was contracting around him, and he knew enough about woman from his fathers lectures that she was about to climax. Shamefully, he was almost there as well. The pressure was growing, but Aiasha broke first. Sputtering out a gasp as she climaxed all over Icaros's stomach. The liquid cream sliming his lower half, "Mmnh .... !"
The orgasm stoked the pressure past the boiling point. Icaros's own climax blowing as he held her by the cheeks. Aiasha's legs were spread out wide as Icaros carried her,her womb shivering in acceptance of the load he had just placed inside of her. Something was different, and Icaros felt a weight against his chest as the apprentice smiled and nuzzled pressed into him, her eyes shut as she breathed and whispered softly, "Icaros?"
Icaros looked down at Aiasha as she called him. Her sex was still contracting around him as she tried to hold onto the seed inside of her, "Huh?" He peered at her. The strange tone to her voice sending a shiver down his spine as his penis went limp and slipped out of her vagina, her vulva clenching shut.
Aiasha spoke gently, obviously looking to torment Icaros, "Mistress Sharkot said as payment, you have to take me along with you. I'm to be your charge." Those eyes. God, no. Icaros knew what would happen if he took her along with him wherever he might go. He turned toward Sharkot, giving her a look between loathing and pleading, "Really? She's already carrying my child."
She nodded at him as Aiasha continued to watch him in his arms, curious about his response. Sharkot added, "You were granted a total of five wishes, Icaros. I think this is a fair trade. She'lll be a far cry safer with you, Godling, than in a tomb surrounded by creatures of the urn. Take her. Consider it a thank you, if you have to. She's yours, now."
Icaros groaned obnoxiously, setting her down with care as she continued to watch him. He didn't need a pet, he certainly didn't want a wife. A pregnant companion? Damnit, he thought, "Fine. Alright, fine. I guess you're with us now, Aiasha." He said as he turned toward her. She smiled, taking a grasp on Icaros's hand. A voice rang out behind one of the pillars as Milton came out of hiding, "She's with you, boy. I'm heading home to the lady. Ba'ruo made a special exception for my boy and the missus."
The suprise child only reinforced the Idea of being bound even more as he was brought back down to earth, looking at Aiasha. She returned his gaze with confusion as she held his hand with both of hers, "What?"
Icaros shook his head and despite the thoughts in his head, he smiled to his friend. Nodding at Milton, "I'm happy for you. Go tell them about our adventure." Milton smiled back and waved as he began to make his way over to Sharkot, speaking again, "Our friend here has agreed to assist me in my ways back as thanks for taking her daughter into your care." Wait ... Daughter?
Icaros found himself looking back at Aiasha as the pieces fit together. The girls gaze had fallen upon Milton and Sharkot as they left, making their way back up the stairs leading out of the tomb. She still cling to Icaros tightly, as though it were a comfort. He spoke, hoping for the clarity he needed to put his mind to rest, "Aiasha, are you really her Daughter?"
The apprentice blinked as she caught Icaros's words and turned. Giving Icaros the chance to catch her eye color as Those eyes stared up at him in expectation. She spoke gently but unhesitatingly as if she were already at ease with him and what she meant to him,
"Not by blood, but she raised me. So she calls me Daughter."
Icaros nodded as he turned to the staircase. Milton had already vanished up the rise with Sharkot, so the two of them were left in the tomb together. Icaros spoke with finality, knowing that things would be far more complicated now that he had two new companions, "Well, we'd better start making tracks. Come on, Aiasha~"
The two and their coming charge made their way Alexandria. The trek was easy thanks to Aiasha who had received teaching from Sharkot on how to guide people through the sands. Before long, they were back in the city. From there, they bought a map. Icaros needed time to soul-search, and with Aiasha, they made off with plans for lands unknown.
Eventually though, he was drawn back to Alexandria, and then to the throne of Egypt, Icaros had become a figure of worship. Demonstrating his aquired powers from the genie, Ba'ruo, he was invited to take a place upon the seats, and eventually the throne of the Egyptian rulers. Declining the offer to rule, Icaros ended up becoming a source of worship for the superstitious people of Alexandria alongside the Queen or King that watched over the nation of Egypt. One who was rarely around for the job, anyway, as his journeys took him far and wide.
Every now and then, Icaros returned to his new home to the admiration of the people of Alexandria. Having settled down in the city, with his role at the throne's side not too far off, Icaros inevitably ended up marrying Aiasha after many adventures with her and their child that had been born the following year after their departure from the tomb.
The three were close, and there was little reason to not, so with their hands tied, they decided that Alexandria would be the place.
The time of love was nice. It was a peaceful life. The insistent worship and position at the throne and court gave him little to worry about when it came to money. Though, Aiasha would often pine for the tombs quiet on days.
That peace was short, though, as the war that raged all over Europe eventually made its way out of Greece. The wish that had been made not so quick to come as the nation of SPQR, The Romans, had decided that it would be smart to set their sights on the desert nations. The call to fight for queen and country was sent out before the first ambassador had even landed, and Icaros put forth little hesitation in the decision.
Though against the Idea, Aiasha knew there was little that could truly threaten the her husband at this point. It had been nearly 26 years since they'd put everything aside for the ring, and Icaros had more or less mastered his new gifts. An immortal age left time irrelevant to Icaros, though. The Godling still looked and felt as young as he had in his youth, so he took the call to war.
Eventually, the ambassador arrived with false tidings. Proclaiming glory and peaceful intentions. The royal family quickly disposed of the lies and war was soon upon the nation, and with the war ships on the move, Icaros left Alexandria. Heading for the shores of the Mediterranean as the fleets of Egypt prepared to set out.