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The Mirror of Osiris	By : darkangel985 Category: M through R > Mummy, The (All) > Mummy, The (All) Views: 13131 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 4 – Dreams and Deja-vus

Slowly creeping closer,
Rick lent forward to take a look at the mirror. At first he saw only
himself looking back, but then the surface of the mirror blurred. It
showed him and Evy together in a loving embrace. Feeling relief flood
through himself Rick wanted to leave, when he saw the surface change
again.

He saw himself push Evy
away and turn around, before the mirror changed again and showed
himself with another figure in his arms. At first he wasn't sure whom
he was seeing, so he bent his face closer to the mirror's surface.

The same moment, he was
finally able to recognize the figure, Ardeth's yelled “I found
it” shook him out of the spell. Shocked about his discovery, he
turned to the Med-jai, but before he could inquire about the location
of the key, Alex's scream could be heard.

It was accompanied by a
loud rumbling and both, Rick and Ardeth, sprinted back to the main
chamber.

At first they didn't
know what was wrong, just that they couldn't see Alex and Jonathan
anywhere. Moving further into the chamber they finally understood
what had happened.

The portion of the
room, where to mosaic had been, had vanished and Alex and Jonathan
were scrambling around in a small chamber three meters
below. Looking over the edge, Rick waved at them and asked: “You
ok?”

“Yes. Dad, you have to hurry.
The walls are closing in on us.”

Cursing their rotten
luck Rick took a rope out of his bag. Throwing one end over to
Ardeth, he told him: “Tie it around a pillar.”

When the rope was tied
up, they threw the other end down to Jonathan and Alex. The wall had
already moved far and the two of them were cramped in the remaining
space. Grabbing the rope Alex drew himself up and quickly climbed
out.

The walls had gotten
even closer and Jonathan was almost stuck between them. Against each
of his shoulders pressed a wall, making it difficult to climb the
rope. He was almost completely out, when his foot got stuck.

“Ahh, pull me out, pull me
out.”

Rick grabbed his
panicking brother-in-law and pulled. Jonathan came free, landing
squarely on top of him. Fortunately he was ok and had just lost his
shoe.

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While Jonathan put on a
new pair of boots, Ardeth tended to the horses, readying them for
their departure. Having given Alex the task to make some lunch, Rick
walked over to the others. He wanted to ask Ardeth were they would
find the key, but before he had time to ask, Alex called them to
lunch.

Sitting around the fire they ate, waiting for Ardeth to tell them
where they had to go next.

“I have found the directions to the first key. We have to go
to the city of the dead.”

“Hamunaptra?”

Rick and Jonathan looked shocked, while Alex had a thrilled look
on his face. Jonathan gulped, before throwing in: “We could
just let her collect the keys and take them lat...”, he trailed
off as his suggestion was met by three unbelieving stares. Raising
his hands in apology, he added: “Just a suggestion.”

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It had already been late afternoon when they left the temple of
Maat. Nightfall forced them to stop earlier than they would have
liked, because they still had to travel a fair distance, before they
would finally reach Hamunaptra. Still remembering what he had seen in
the mirror, Rick figured, that he wouldn't be able to sleep anyway
and agreed to take the first night watch.
They still had no idea, where Nefertiri was and didn't want to risk
sleeping unguarded.

He relaxed back against the tent, when he heard the soft snores
coming from inside. Watching the fire, he felt his eyes droop as the
rhythmic, soft sounds began to lull him to
sleep. Rick slumped against the tent, unconsciously
snuggling deeper into his blankets as he
fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again Evy was standing in front of him,
but something about the scenery was off. Looking around himself, he
saw a lush English garden, instead of the
sandy monotone of desert he remembered.

As her clothes fell away from her body, Rick could feel a bolt of
arousal shoot through him at the sight. He closed his eyes again and
waited for his wife's touch. But when her hand finally made contact
with his skin, it wasn't really her hand. The skin was rougher and
the fingers caressed his body with more strength, than his wife had
ever used.

Opening his eyes again, he found himself back in the desert, face
to face with a gloriously naked Med-jai warrior. He thought that this
should feel strange to him, but somehow it only felt perfectly right.
Realizing that his clothes had vanished, he moaned as Ardeth's body
stretched out on top of him.

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It was a familiar fantasy. Ardeth had dreamed about Rick so often,
that he knew his dream lover's body completely. Sliding his hands
down over the trim waist, he cupped the ass of the beautiful man
lying underneath his body. Capturing his partner's lips in a deep
kiss. In his dreams Rick always tasted like the desert. Strong,
unyielding and wild.

Breaking the kiss, he encircled his dream lover's hard cock with
his hands, feeling Rick's fingers sneak around his own rigid dick. At
first his strokes were gentle and slow, accompanied by light
butterfly kisses to his lover's exposed neck.

Teasing his thumb over the head of Rick's cock, he smeared the
pre-cum that had gathered there. His movements were quicker now as
the slight lubrication made his hand glide smoothly over the
straining cock. The heat between them was
mounting, so he sped his movements, feeling the hand on his own dick
do the same.

He really longed for a taste. To feel Rick's cock in his mouth and
capture the pearls of pre-cum with his tongue. But at the moment, he
was engrossed in the wonderful feeling of
hands bringing him ever closer to climax.

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Rick thought he was in heaven, when a wet mouth closed around his
straining cock. As delicious heat engulfed
him, he looked down, almost coming at the sight of Ardeth's mouth
around his cock. He had so longed for this and now those delicious,
fuckable lips were finally on him.

He wanted to thrust into the wet cavern, but strong hands held him
down, forcing him to stay still in his throes of passion. Feeling a
soft tongue flick over the head of his
cock, he moaned, imagining drops of pre-cum being licked away.

The skilled tongue slid lower on his shaft, massaging deftly,
while those delicious lips kept up a steady suction. Burying
his hands in the thick locks of hair he could reach, Rick massaged
Ardeth's scalp, urging him on. He could feel the edge looming near
and when he felt Ardeth's throat constricting around his cock, he
succumbed to his climax, coming with a small inarticulate cry.

Sitting up from his crumpled position, Rick was disoriented
at first. But then it became clear. It had all been a dream and a
damn good one at that. Feeling guilty for having such thoughts, when
he didn't even know what had happened to his wife, Rick tried to
compose himself. He hoped that he either hadn't cried out in reality
or nobody had heard him.

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Ardeth had been awoken by the soft cry outside of the tent. He
knew that he had been dreaming and the stickiness in his pants left
no doubt as to who it had been about. Sighing deeply he got up and
went to check, what had caused the soft cry.

Exiting the tent, he looked over at Rick, who looked strangely
flustered. Ardeth almost had the impression that he was blushing, but
that was most likely simply his imagination. Nodding to his friend,
the Med-jai squatted down beside him.

“I woke up hearing a cry.”

Rick looked really embarrassed now.

“Um...I fell asleep and...I think I had a...nightmare.”

Hoping that he had been convincing Rick looked at Ardeth, but the
Med-jai had already lowered his gaze and simply nodded his
acceptance.

“Maybe you should go to sleep. I'll take over.”

Smiling gratefully Rick got up and went inside the tent.

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They had started early on the next morning and at noon Hamunaptra
was visible on the horizon. Rick looked through his binoculars as he
had seen some movement in the desert stretching out in front of them.

“Shit.”

He gave them over to Ardeth.

“Nefertiri. She's almost reached the city.”

Spurring their horses on, they made for the city, hoping to catch
Nefertiri, before she could vanish with the key.

TBC...
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