“What is this?” I asked. It was all things I had felt, my deepest, private musings, many I had never said aloud. Some I couldn’t read for how they were angled, but I knew it was all true, brought out of me by the god of secrets himself.
“Will you still seek your beloved with all your truths laid bare?” Thoth asked, having followed me, his reed pen left on the table.
My eyes traveled to more of the visible phrases.
Resented Meryt when they met.
Would kill for Meryt now.
The last I read was scrawled upon my cock.
Fears he would hesitate to die for Meryt the way Meryt died for him.
That one shamed me to read, but it too was true. Deep down, I might never believe I am worthy of Meryt, but I knew I would stand in judgment anyway, bare and honest before him, before our gods, each and every one, and anyone else too if I had to.
“Yes,” I said, “because though I have not spoken all of this aloud, I would. I would keep none of it from him because our love means I believe he would accept all these secrets and still love me in return. I might not think I am worthy of him, buthebelieves I am, and that is enough.”
The pictographs faded from my skin, startling me with their sudden departure after all the work that had gone into writing them, but just as I smiled, believing I had passed Thoth’s trial, new words appeared in their place with a flash of bronze light.
“Ah!” the intensity that accompanied their arrival nearly brought me to my knees, cock springing further upright again, but Thoth caught me around my waist to steady me.
These new phrases all seemed to be gibberish.
“I-I don’t understand. What is this now?” I asked.
“More truths,” Thoth said, smoothing his hands up and around my shoulders, with his crescent moon eyes peeking at me around my visage in the reflecting glass, “but these are ones you do not know.”
“I cannot read any of them.”
“Because they are things you do not know,” he repeated, almost chastising but with a hint of humor. He dragged his hands further down the front of my chest, and his caressing ofthe words felt like the tingling touch over a fresh burn. My cock was absolutely throbbing, begging to have some of the building pressure released. “But youcouldknow them. You could know them all, Nakht.”
Once his hands reached my navel, he slid them up again, then around my waist from beneath my arms and lower down my hips until his right hand grasped my upright length.
I bucked into his hold, so close to the brink already from his scrawling and these newly appeared phrases.
Where had Thoth’s clothes gone? I could see glimpses of his body behind me, and there was nothing upon him any longer save his wrist cuff, ring, and the threads and beads in his braid.
“These, Nakht…” He slid his other hand behind me and pressed on my lower back, urging me to bend forward. I did, lower and lower, until I risked toppling headfirst into the glass and had to brace myself upon it with my hands.
I watched Thoth align himself behind me and felt his heat begin piercing between my cheeks.
“These are secretsaboutyou, Nakht. About everything. Secrets of the universe that affect all mortals in all ages past, present, and yet to come.”
He entered me as slowly as he had scrawled upon my skin, quaking me all over, for I was already near to bursting from the strokes of his hand that a single thrust might end me.
“These secrets are the answers to everything you have ever wondered.” Thoth snapped his hips to fully seat within me, and I knew not how my release didn’t erupt.
“Ohhh…!” I wanted to press my forehead to the cool glass too, desperate for some kind of relief.
He started to move, just as slowly as he had done everything else, fucking and fondling me while I bore witness to it all like watching someone else. We were beautiful together, moving insync. Not even the phrases upon my face detracted from the sight of our coupling.
“I could make you a seer, Nakht… an avatar of my power… able to see into the souls of all mortals, so all secrets,everysecret, would instantly be known to you.”
The glowing of the hieroglyphics began to alternate, taking on that bronzy hue like a freshly pressed brand and tempting me to wonder what each of them said. Whenever one pulsed, my cock plumped harder in Thoth’s grasp, for it was as inflaming and intense as when they had first appeared or when he had first marked me with the tip of his pen.
My body was already so heightened, but with the glowing phrases bringing their own ricochets of pleasure, faster and faster as their glow shifted, as if moving around my body, it was starting to become too much—too much!
I needed to come!
