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Title: Love Of All Times 5/?
Author: little___hobbit and Fin_Anwamane
Type: RPS
Pairing: Liv/Miranda
Rating: NC-17
Beta: Ourselves
Warning: Physical violence, abuse and rape described in later chapters not between the main pairing.
Disclaimer: This never happened. This was written in fun that's all.
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Archiving: Angel's Realm, Everafter Love, others please ask.
Summary: A.U. An Egyptian Princess and her slave fall for one another and overcome the threats of their environment

Italics indicate thoughts

PS. Happy birthday to the best writing partner I could ever wish for:

fin_anwamane, I hope you are having a great day!

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It had been a long day and Nakhti was exhausted. It had been one meeting after another for Liv and he had accompanied her to each one, then after seeing her safely back to the care of Miranda he had another meeting with Raneb. Of course this meeting ran late due to the drinking and small talk that the King and his loyal advisors were engaged in. As he rounded the corner on his way out of the temple he noticed a shadow moving in the dim light.

"Halt and show yourself," he ordered; his hand gripped firmly on the hilt of his sword. "Liv? What are you doing out at this time of night?" he asked as the figure stepped from the shadows and he recognized the Princess at once.

"I could not sleep," Liv sighed as she stepped up to her friend, "I tried to, but it was in vain." It was the truth; Miranda had hardly left the room to join Cassandra in the kitchen when Liv had already started to miss her. She was so used to having her love next to her at night that she now found out she was unable to sleep without her by her side.

"Would you like to go for a walk?" Nakhti asked as he studied Liv's face. He could tell she had something weighing heavily on her mind. "If you would like to talk my Princess, you know you can trust me," he said as he wrapped an arm around her and the two began walking down the corridor together. Leaning in he whispered, "And if you do have anything to discuss, it would be best if we went outside the temple. The walls have ears," he said giving Liv a small squeeze as the continued on.

Nodding, Liv leant against Nakhti's shoulder. "Yes, I think I would like to walk, and talk also," she said. When the guard whispered to her, she looked up at him. "I know they do. Let us go outside." Although she had known she could trust her friend, she had not told him about her love for Miranda, fearing he might disapprove of the relationship. "I hope the meeting with my father wasn't too bad," she said as they walked through the empty halls.

With a sigh Nakhti replied, "It was the same as it always is, just an excuse for a bunch of men to get together and get drunk." He hated these meetings and often, like he did tonight, excused himself early. He was quite sure they would continue on until early morning.

Once they exited the Temple the two continued on in silence until they were outside the city walls and down by the river. The moon was shining brightly, guiding their way without the need for any lantern to light their way.

Liv nodded silently. She knew those 'meetings' too well, and she knew that probably later, when enough ale and wine had been consumed, the party would send for a handful of slave girls they could have their way with. As they reached the open, Liv looked up at the sky. With a smile she remembered the previous night, how the moon had made Miranda's white skin almost look like it was shining from within. A wave of desire for her beautiful love washed through her, and she stopped her steps and shivered slightly.

As Liv stopped suddenly, Nakhti turned to look at her. "What is on your mind my Princess?" he asked as he took his over shirt and wrapped it around Liv's shoulders, thinking the shiver was from the coolness of the nighttime air. "Beautiful night," he continued as he looked up at the stars.

"Yes, it is," Liv agreed slowly and studied her friend's face as he looked up at the sky. She'd known him for all her life; he was more a brother to her than her siblings were. She felt almost torn apart that she had not dared to confide in him yet, but she did not know how to tell him about Miranda. If only we lived in different times... if only Miranda weren't a slave, it would all be so much easier! What if he will condemn me? What if he tells my father? I can't even bear the thought that he might claim my love for himself one day! Oh God!

Suddenly very scared, she huddled close to Nakhti. As her friend's strong arms closed around her shoulders, she could sense Nakhti's honest concern for her, and she knew that her worries were unfounded. No, he won't do that. Maybe he'll condemn me, but he won't tell a soul. He never told anyone when I told him something under the seal of secrecy. I can trust him with my very life, he's proven that more than once. "Nakhti," Liv began, still somewhat hesitant, "What do you think of Miranda?"

Nakhti glanced over at Liv, "Miranda, she is a very nice young woman. Well mannered, beautiful beyond words; much like yourself, and she is wiser than she lets on." He looked back up to the sky. "Sometimes the smallest star shines the brightest," he said as he pointed to a small star surrounded by many larger ones. "See how much light the little star gives off," he added as he glanced back to Liv. "So, what do *you* think of Miranda?" he asked as he gave her a slight squeeze.

Liv gave Nakhti an understanding smile. "Yes, that is true," she said quietly, "Very true." She looked back at the small star. "I have fallen in love with Miranda," she whispered after a few moments of silence, and turned her gaze to her friend once more, "And she loves me back."

Smiling Nakhti hugged Liv even tighter. "Good for you my Princess, The Gods have smiled upon you." He saw the almost shocked look on her face. "What did you expect me to say?" he added, "You should know me better than that." He gave her a small wink then looked back to the heavens. "You do know that the really big stars sometimes burn out faster than the smaller ones. It seems as if the small ones have a stronger will to live," he added as he continued to look at the sky. "You know that I will protect her with my life if needs be," he said after a small pause.

Even though she had hoped for this reaction, Liv could hardly believe her ears when Nakhti spoke. She looked at him with her jaw dropped open, for a moment unable to grasp the idea that anyone might be approving of her love for the beautiful slave girl. As Nakhti spoke again, the Princess stirred and leant her head against his shoulder. "Thank you, my brother," Liv said quietly when he promised to protect Miranda too, using the name for him she'd not used in a long time, "I could not bear the thought of her being harmed." She paused, enjoying the comfortable silence for a while before she spoke again.

"I had never thought I could fall for a woman," Liv resumed at last, "But the moment I had looked into her eyes, I was lost. She has become my guiding star, my very life."

A single tear rolled down Liv's cheek. "But I fear for her, Nakhti. I have seen my father's looks; he's measuring her like she was a piece of meat!" she said furiously and began to pace, "Every time he sees Miranda he's undressing her with his very eyes! I just *know* what he's imagining to do to my love in his filthy mind! He thinks he owns everyone at the Temple and can have each woman at the snap of his fingers! If he ever lays a hand on her, I..." Liv stopped both her steps and her words and sighed heavily. "I am sorry, Nakhti. I just cannot find any love for him any more."

Nakhti sighed. He knew exactly what Liv meant. "I have noticed the looks too my Princess and I will keep an eye on her as often as I can." He said, although he knew that if Raneb wanted her he would take her and there was little he or anyone could do about it.

"Do not worry," he added as he pulled her tightly to him and held her. After a moment he spoke again, "Many people share your feelings about your father, more than you might realize," he said as he stroked her dark hair softly.

As Nakhti held her, tears sprang to Liv's eyes and she silently cried for a while. It felt good to finally be able to talk about her worries to someone; Miranda knew nothing of those things, and if it were up to Liv, she would never learn any of it. But now, in the gentle embrace of her friend, Liv felt herself filled with new hope. "One day, I shall take my father's place on the throne," she said with a soft and yet firm voice as she pulled back, "And then I will make sure that such things can never happen again. And Miranda will be by my side," Liv said, her eyes widening as she suddenly noticed that she had soaked Nakhti's shirt with her tears. Unable to restrain a small chuckle she said, "Oh, look what I did my brother. I am sorry." She brushed over the spot on the fabric covering her friend's broad chest, then leant her head back against his shoulder.

"I am sorry for that, Nakhti," Liv spoke up again after another short silence, "Do not think I despair. I have your friendship, and I have Miranda's love. What more could I ask for?" The smile already returned to her face as she thought of Miranda's sparkling eyes and the love shining down on her. "She gives me so much. Everything I never even knew I needed," Liv whispered. Raising a hand to brush her fingers over her lips, she thought of the kiss they'd shared just before Miranda had gone to the kitchen, and it caused her to shiver again and gasp softly as she remembered how the kiss had first been innocent enough but soon had become so passionate that Miranda had nearly stayed with her. A blush crept up on her cheeks and she looked up at Nakhti with a sheepish grin. "I am sorry, I was..." She trailed off and her blush deepened even more, clearly visible in the moonlight.

Seeing the blush creeping over Liv's face and feeling her sudden uncomfortable posture Nakhti could not help himself. "And what might you be thinking? About the beautiful Miranda kissing you deeply on those lips?" he paused, "Or is it more?" He raised his eyebrow and gave a half mischievous grin. Since the two were practically brother and sister having grown up together he loved to tease Liv every chance he got and he always knew how to press the right buttons to get her riled.

For a moment, Liv had to close her eyes to steady her breathing again which had become heavy at Nakhti's words. She could not fully suppress the shiver that ran through her at the idea, but when Nakhti continued, she snapped out of her daydreams and raised her eyebrow at her friend. "And I guess you'd like to watch that 'more', wouldn't you, you dirty sod!" she said and poked him.

"What?" Nakhti replied with an innocent shrug. "Not me," he added with a laugh. He knew Liv could see right through him. "Come here you," Nakhti said as he pulled her into a hug. "Listen to me my Princess. I am proud of you. You have found love and in it something and someone special. No matter what you must hold on. Hold on as if your life depended on it," he said pulling back and looking at the sweet young woman's face before tickling her sides. "And that's for calling me a dirty sod."

"Of course," Liv replied with a giggle, "You are the most innocent man of them all." As he pulled her into a hug, she smiled at him. "I will, don't you worry about that. I will not let anything destroy what I have found, nor anyone. Thank you, Nakhtiiiiiii!" The last word turned into a shriek when her friend began to tickle her. Squirming and laughing, she tried to reach for his sides to tickle the man back, but she had little success as she was much smaller than Nakhti. When none of her assaults to his ribs were landed, Liv curled up and dropped to the ground. "I give up, I give up!" she panted, "Mercy!"

Nakhti knelt and scooped Liv up in his arms. "I am sorry." He said as he turned and started back to the temple, carrying the Princess in his arms as she snuggled her head against his shoulders.

When Nakhti had gone a few steps, Liv suddenly raised her head and gave him a flash grin. "Gotcha!" she exclaimed and dug her fingers into his ribs.

Collapsing to the ground Nakhti landed with Liv on top of him. Although he was stronger and could easily stop her from tickling him he rather enjoyed this little game. It was the same kind of game they had played since childhood. In the end he begged for mercy as well and the two lay together in the sand looking silently at the stars and just enjoying each other's company for some time until at last Nakhti sensed the tiredness sweeping over Liv.

Slowly Nakhti got to his feet and picked up Liv once more, cradling her he made his way back to the Temple where he put the now sleeping Liv in her bed.

"Goodnight my Princess," he whispered as he kissed her forehead and tucked her tightly under the covers.

Pausing at the door he looked back at her sleeping peacefully and smiled. He was so happy for her, so happy.

"Add some more herbs to the dough," Miranda instructed Cassandra, "And a little oil too, this will make it smoother."

It was late at night; everyone else had gone to bed already. After having seen her love to bed, Miranda had returned to the by now quiet kitchen to help her friend make some bread for the next day. When she had arrived at the Temple, it had been Cassandra who had shown her around and helped her get accustomed to the life here. The exotic beauty and gentle nature of the other woman and the many bruises on the olive skin had made it clear to Miranda at once that Cassandra was the King's surrogate for her. All of this had made the two slaves become close friends and even confidantes, and Cassandra knew all about Miranda's feelings for her mistress.

Miranda helped Cassandra form small loafs of bread and put them into the huge oven. The fire was almost down, but this way, the bread would be soft and not too crispy – just the way she knew Liv loved it most.

"I am so exhausted," she sighed when the last bread was in the oven and collapsed onto a chair, "This was a long day again. Have you any idea how much longer this Prince Nebka will stay here?" The question was not solely selfish; since the young Prince had come to Thebes a fortnight ago, Liv had to join her father early in the morning and only returned to her chambers late, and Miranda often helped her friend in the kitchen at night, so the hours that the lovers had for one another were even less than they had hoped for.

Cassandra brought some wine over to Miranda and stood next to her. "I do not know when he will be leaving," she said as she took a sip. She knew about the intentions that Raneb had for Nebka and Liv but she did not know if she should tell Miranda just yet.

"How are things going with the Princess?" she asked as she put her wine down, stepped behind Miranda and started gently massaging her shoulders.

"Oh, that is nice, I needed that," Miranda sighed as Cassandra began massaging her shoulders and tipped her head forward. For a moment, she remained silent, just enjoying the massage.

"I wish we had more time than just a few hours at night," she said at last, "But it still is enough for me to fall more and more in love with her every day. I still cannot believe she loves me back, but I have decided to just enjoy it. Cassandra, I am so happy!" she blurted out.

Cassandra smiled down at her. "I am glad for you, you deserve to be happy," she said as she continued massaging Miranda. "And I have never seen the Princess as happy as she has been since your arrival," she added. Silently she wished she had someone special like Miranda had, instead she had a forced relationship with Raneb and anyone else he saw fit for her to entertain.

"That is all I am living for," Miranda said and leant back again as the massage continued, "To make her happy. I love her smile. When she does, her eyes light up and sparkle," she added with another dreamy smile, but then it disappeared. "But will this last? I know Raneb wants me for his bed, and sooner or later, he will claim me," she sighed. "And Nebka surely hasn't been invited just for fun."

Cassandra stopped the massage and sighed heavily. "I have some disturbing news for you." She moved in front of Miranda and knelt, wrapping her hands around the other woman's. Giving them a squeeze she continued, "Nebka is here by invitation of Raneb. It seems the King has promised him Liv's hand in marriage." She paused slightly looking in Miranda's eyes before continuing. "Liv knows nothing of his plans yet. I overheard them talking the other night," she said, a look of sorry on her face.

When Cassandra moved to kneel before her, a feeling of unease overcame Miranda, knowing at once what her friend had to tell her. Still, when the words were out, it was to her as if someone had torn the heart out of her chest and was stomping on it before her very eyes. She'd seen Nebka measure her love with cold and hungry eyes, and it had cost her everything to keep herself from stepping up to him and sending him back to where he'd come from. But for her love's safety, she'd done nothing.

As Cassandra continued, Miranda freed her hands from her friend's grip and cupped the beautiful face in them. "Oh Cassandra, do not tell me, the King has shared you with this terrible man!" she whispered and pulled the other slave into a tight embrace, not wanting to hear the answer because she knew what it would be.

A tear ran down Cassandra's cheek and she turned away from Miranda. "He has taken me once. I was pleasing Raneb when he entered the chamber and the two of them took me together." She looked back to her friend and saw the look of horror on her face. "It is alright. I have learned to accept my place," she said sadly, "I pray though that one day I will serve no one in that manner. Please do not think bad of me, I am not a whore, I just have no choice if I want to live."

Getting to her feet she walked away from Miranda and stood at a table, her back to the other woman. "You must get away. Get away before it is too late. I fear for you," she said as she broke down and began to cry.

Miranda silently listened to her friend, her heart breaking at the tears and the pain that shone in Cassandra's eyes; her own eyes welled up with tears of sympathy and worry for her beautiful friend. When Cassandra asked her not to think bad of her, she shook her head. "I may have the love of my mistress, but do not forget that I am a slave like you. I have been for ten years by now, and some of my previous masters have claimed me for their bed too. I know it is not your choice by which you lay with these men, and I sincerely wish I could help you, but we both know that this is impossible. As much as the King loves Liv, his ears are deaf to any pleas for mercy, no matter for whom you beg for it."

As Cassandra told her to fly, she stood up and followed her friend to the table, grabbing her shoulders and giving them a squeeze. "And leave you alone at Raneb's mercy? You know I will never do this. No, do not fear for me, my friend. I will be fine," she whispered though she doubted her own words; Miranda knew that if Raneb would ever get his hands on her, she would be imprisoned in his chambers for the rest of her life. She fought back the panic that threatened to take hold of her at the very thought and made Cassandra turn around to look at her.

"We cannot escape the fates that the Deities have given us for our journey on this earth on the day we were born," she said quietly, "And it is our fate to serve as slaves now. But one day, you and I shall be free. I will be with my Princess and we will be able to live our love in the open, without having to fear for our lives, and you will be in the arms of a man who will place the very world at your feet," Miranda whispered and kissed Cassandra's forehead, "Have faith in the Deities, Cassandra. It may not come to being in this life, but it will."

Wiping the tears from her friend's face with the pads of her thumbs, Miranda gave her a soft smile. The words had been the words of her grandfather that he had told her on the day when she'd gone into slavery. As she spoke them now, a new feeling of hope filled her. Yes, she thought, One day, we shall be free. She pulled Cassandra into another hug and closed her eyes; as she did so, a vision flashed before her inner eye, of Liv and herself standing in a circle with a long scarf wrapped around them. Miranda opened her eyes again with a gasp as tears rolled down her cheeks. Oh God... Liv and I... How I wish this would come true!

Cassandra leaned her head against Miranda and sobbed. It felt good to be held. "Yes, one day we will be free." She repeated Miranda's words in an almost whisper. "We will be free."

Sensing her friend's need for comfort and just being held, Miranda gently pulled Cassandra back to the table. Sitting down, she pulled the other woman in her lap, cradling and rocking her, pressing gentle kisses onto the black hair and murmuring soft words of comfort even after she felt the sobs subside. After long moments, she finally pulled back and looked into the pretty face. "Do not despair," Miranda whispered, "For our friendship will always be here for you and me. Now come, let us take the bread out of the oven and then head for bed. I heard Raneb call for his first wife today, so you should have a peaceful night and be able to get plenty of rest. With your work done already, you may even sleep a little longer tomorrow," she added with an encouraging smile. "As for me, I am aching to hold my Princess," she said and blushed, slightly embarrassed that holding her friend had woken her lust for her love.

Feeling as though some weight had been lifted from her shoulders just by talking to Miranda and being held tenderly Cassandra stood and blushed slightly at the fuss the other woman was making over her. "Thank you," she said as she kissed Miranda's cheek gently. "You truly are a good friend. Now off with you, off to your love, I will finish the bread then be off to bed myself."

Miranda leant into the kiss and gave her friend another squeeze. "As are you," she said and pulled back, "But before I leave, I will..." She was cut off by Cassandra holding up a hand and shaking her head. Miranda chuckled and held up her hands in defense as she slowly stepped back. "Alright, alright, I am off. But only under protest," she said, "After all, I came here to help you, and now you shoo me off and do everything yourself after all. Thank you," she mouthed to the beautiful slave as she opened the door and slipped through it, hurrying back to her love's chambers as quickly and quietly as she could.

The walk back to Liv's chambers seemed to last forever, but at last Miranda arrived. Locking all doors as usual when they lay together, she tiptoed over to her love's bed to find Liv asleep. She was still in her clothes, and Miranda figured Liv must have been out for a walk after she'd left and had been too tired to get undressed again. Miranda smiled gently and sat down on the edge of the bed. Grasping the ends of the ties holding together her love's dress, she slowly pulled at them. As the fabric came undone, Miranda chewed at her lower lip and let her fingers brush lightly over the exposed skin. Immediately, a heat spread through her body, a desire that Miranda knew she could not ignore.

Leaning over her love, Miranda pressed kisses to Liv's collar bone as she slowly opened the dress further, revealing more of her love's white flesh. As she pushed the fabric over Liv's shoulders, Miranda moved lower and began lapping at the soft mounds of Liv's breasts. Part of her felt sorry for giving in to her lust, but she could not help herself.

Liv squirmed in the midst of her dream. Miranda was making love to her, kissing her and exploring her body, the golden hair half hiding her beautiful face as she kissed and teased Liv's breasts.

"Oh," murmured Liv as she tossed her head from side to side. For a dream the feeling was so real, she felt as though she could almost reach out and touch the other woman. "Miranda, please. Make love to me," Liv panted, still asleep and not realizing that all of this was reality yet.

Slowly, Miranda explored the soft flesh, kissing here and nipping there, struggling hard not to give in to her burning desire to wake Liv and make passionate love with her. Instead, she gently nuzzled the warm skin and carefully removed more of the disturbing fabric covering her love's body until she was completely naked. When Liv stirred, Miranda stopped for a moment and looked up at the Princess. She smiled when she realized that her doing had crept into Liv's dreams.

"I will, my love," she whispered huskily into Liv's ear and shifted down again. Cupping one of her love's breasts in her hand, Miranda leant over the squirming Princess and closed her lips around the bud that was standing stiff and dark against the white flesh. As she gently sucked at the nipple and swirled around it with her tongue, she slowly moved her other hand down Liv's slender body, stopping only momentarily at the stomach to give it a gentle squeeze. Miranda gasped around the nipple in her mouth as she found her way between Liv's long legs and felt the wet heat radiating from her love's center already.

Squirming even more Liv cupped one of her own breasts and caressed it hard, a loud moan escaping her lips. "Make love to me please," she begged again. "I am yours forever my love. My life for you," she whispered through moans as she raised her hips to meet the hand at her entrance, a small shudder running through her body as Miranda's hand brushed the hot wetness of her entrance.

As Liv arched against her, Miranda moaned and shifted, straddling her love's leg. As she brushed her hand harder over Liv's entrance, she began to rub herself against the hot flesh and nibbled more intently at the nipple in her mouth, and soon she started moaning. Letting go of the taut bud, she shifted and kissed Liv on the mouth. "Liv," she sighed and brushed her tongue over the closed lips, "Liv, please wake up. I need you." Just in that moment, one of her fingers slipped into her love's body. "Oh God," Miranda gasped and began to thrust the digit in and out of the tight heat, her mouth more urgently searching Liv's now, "Please, Liv!"

As Miranda's finger slipped inside her Liv gasped and opened her eyes. Grasping Miranda tightly she thrust her tongue deep inside her love's mouth and began exploring it with her tongue.

Bucking against her love's hand she pressed her leg against the heat of her love's entrance as her hands began traveling up and down Miranda's body rapidly. "God!" she gasped, breaking the kiss momentarily before she attacked her love's mouth once more letting her tongue swirl rapidly in her love's warm mouth.

The moment her love woke up, Miranda moaned again and willingly opened her lips for Liv, letting her plunder her mouth as she continued to press herself down on Liv's leg. "Good morning," she whispered against Liv's full lips, "Sleepyhead." The tease nearly lost itself in a whimper when she felt Liv's hands all over her body; she dug a hand into Liv's hair as she returned the kiss in earnest.

It was way past midnight, and the moon had wandered so now its light shone in through the windows and lit the scene of the two women entangled in their passionate lovemaking. The carpets on the walls and on the ground and the deep kiss Liv and Miranda shared muffled the noises of pure pleasure that both women made as they moved together, driven on by their desire for one another.

As her lungs began to ache for air, Miranda pulled away from the kiss, taking in breath in ragged pants as she looked down at her love with lust-hazed eyes. "I love you," she whispered and withdrew her finger from Liv's body, smiling sympathetically when her love growled her protest. "Shhh," Miranda said and kissed the tip of her love's nose, "Just enjoy, my love. Lean back and enjoy," she whispered and gently pushed two fingers inside the Princess' body, sighing as the wet heat welcomed them. She set a slow and sensual rhythm with which she moved the digits inside her love, matching it with the movements of her hips as she ground against Liv's leg.

Soon, she added even another digit and curled them in the tight channel, brushing them over her love's sweet spot. Miranda gave a soft cry when Liv reacted to it by pressing her leg even harder against her entrance. She gulped hard and bit back a loud moan. "God!" she whimpered and kissed Liv deeply, her tongue swirling deep inside her love's mouth. "If you want to do anything," Miranda gasped and moaned again, "Please..." Getting down from Liv's leg she let go of her love's hair and grabbed one of her hands instead, bringing it between her own legs as she gazed into the Princess' eyes with a mute plea.

Liv bit her bottom lip and sat up. "I have an idea," Liv whispered in a lusty voice as she pulled Miranda's fingers from inside her and licked them clean of her own juices as she stared into her love's eyes.

Never breaking eye contact Liv slid her legs under Miranda's. She stopped when their centers were almost touching and reached down to lightly trace the outline of her love's entrance. "Sit up please," she asked then helped Miranda into a sitting position in front of her.

Slowly she let her fingers comb through the golden hair surrounding the hot wetness of her love's entrance. Pausing slightly she teased Miranda's bud with her finger before sliding her hand down further and slowly slipping a finger inside her, gasping at the ease in which it slid inside. Pressing her thumb against her love's bud she began to work it in and out as she leaned forward and kissed Miranda deeply.

Miranda's breath hitched as she watched Liv lap at her fingers; her love's gaze was lust fevered, and even in the dim light of the chamber she could see that the beautiful sparkling eyes were dark with passion and desire. With a gasp, Miranda opened her lips slightly and licked her lips hungrily; she'd imagined many a times what Liv's juices would taste like, but unlike her, all of this, loving a woman and giving her pleasure, was new to Liv and Miranda did not want to scare her love off. Also, she did not want to endanger their cover, and somehow she had the feeling that if she would do what she had in mind, Liv would be unable to remain quiet.

As Liv shifted, Miranda moaned at the friction it caused against her over-sensitive skin and struggled hard to cling on to sanity. Not trusting her own voice any more, she nodded at Liv's husky words and thankfully accepted her love's help to sit up. Her chest was rising and falling in quick succession as her breath was coming in ragged pants and Miranda shivered in anticipation at whatever Liv had in mind.

As Liv teased her bud Miranda bit down on her fist to hold back a lustful scream. Helplessly she bucked against the hand and gave Liv another desperate glance. Her lower lip quivered as she felt the digit slip into her body so easily, and she began to grind down on it, taking it in as deep as she could. She was on the verge of losing her struggle for sanity, and her love was driving her closer to the edge with every passing moment. Snaking an arm around Liv's shoulders Miranda pressed their bodies together, their aching nipples rubbing against one another and she hungrily sucked her love's tongue back into her mouth as the other woman's mouth crashed on hers again. Her free hand moved between their entwined bodies and easily found Liv's entrance once more and she slipped her fingers back inside the hot channel.

Liv moaned into Miranda's mouth as the two sat intertwined and pleasured each other with their fingers. Breaking the kiss and gasping for air Liv bit her bottom lip and tried not to close her eyes as she changed the speed of her thrusts to match those of her love. Reaching up with a trembling hand she began to caress Miranda's breast, paying attention to her hard nipple, making sure it received most of the attention.

As sweat started running down Liv's face she began to rock against Miranda's hand. "Oh my love, this feels sooooooo..." Her words were interrupted as she closed her eyes and moaned.

At Liv's moan, Miranda answered with a moan of her own and drove her fingers even deeper into her love's body, making sure to hit her love's sweet spot with every thrust. She knew she would not be able to hold back any more, and she wanted to pull Liv over the edge that would bring nothing but oblivion and pleasure to both of them. "Nnnngh," was all Miranda managed to get out as she felt Liv's hand at her breast, rolling her aching nipple between fingers and pinching it. The intense pleasure caused her body to tense up and she leant forward, closing her lips over Liv's and moaning into her love's mouth as she started to come undone.

Moaning into her love's mouth Liv felt herself reaching her climax and could sense that Miranda was very close as well. Pulling away from the kiss Liv held Miranda's head in her hand and stared into her love's eyes as her entire world began to crash around her in a violent orgasm. Her mouth opened but no sound came out as she started to shutter, her fingers working frantically to push Miranda to ecstasy with her.

Even though her own orgasm was blowing her senses away Miranda felt that Liv was being hit by her climax too. She rubbed her palm hard over Liv's bud with every thrust of her fingers, making sure that her love's orgasm would not subside too quickly. How she managed to do all that, Miranda did not know, because the climax that hit her was just as powerful and overwhelming.

Every muscle inside her body clenched to hold on to this feeling of pure pleasure that her climax was giving her; Miranda buried her face in Liv's hair and moaned desperately into the black silk. Everything was wiped from her mind but the pleasure and the love and lust she felt for the beautiful woman in her arms as Miranda bucked against the fingers inside her body. After long moments that still seemed far too short for her, Miranda's whole body turned limp. Somehow she managed to fall backwards onto the sheets, pulling an equally exhausted Liv with her and kissing her deeply.

"Oh God Liv, that was..." Miranda panted as she pulled back and wiped the sweaty hair out of her love's face, "I do not really know what to say." She gave Liv a tight hug and kissed the damp hair. "That was really wonderful," she said softly, "Though I am afraid I have stolen all your rest from you. But..." She blushed and grinned sheepishly. "But you looked so beautiful in your sleep, so... seductive, I could not help myself. You do that to me, you know... whenever I see you, all I can think of is making love to you, pleasing you..."

Liv lay trembling in Miranda's arms just staring into the beautiful woman's face, unable to speak. She was completely spent now. The only movements she made now were the small trembles of tiny orgasms still running through her and the rising and falling of her chest as she tried desperately to catch her breath.

At last her breathing somewhat returned to normal and she found her voice again. "My love, that was wonderful," she whispered as she cupped Miranda's cheek. "You are so beautiful," she added with a smile.

Content and as happy as she had ever been Liv snuggled close to Miranda and rested her head on the other woman's shoulder, kissing her neck slightly and closed her eyes. "Hold me. Hold me forever."

Miranda smiled lovingly and kissed Liv's hair again. "You are beautiful too, my love... my sweet, beautiful Liv," she added, "I love you so much... So very much." Somehow she managed to pull the blanket out from underneath them and cover their bodies with it, then she pulled Liv close and hugged her. "I will hold you, my love," Miranda whispered and rubbed her cheek against her love's soft hair, "Forever and beyond. But now get back to sleep. Soon, it will be time to rise, you need your rest. And unless we cannot think of any good excuse, your father will not allow you to stay in your chambers today." She remembered what Cassandra had told her about Raneb's plans for Liv and quickly pushed the thought into the farthest corner of her mind. "Go to sleep, my love," she repeated softly and pressed yet another kiss to Liv's temple, "Sleep now and I will meet you in your dreams."

Liv smiled and sighed happily. "I love you too." She whispered just before she drifted off to sleep.