Odalisque

 
 
ODALISQUE
By Mr. Cat

Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Malik x A Character (He will not be named, only described; neither will he be addressed by name. Only certain references during the story will give you a clue as to who the character is. This was actually inspired by a couple of drawings involving this couple.)
Type: Romance, AU, and possible crossover, depending on how you see it
Disclaimers: All copyrights, trade names, patents, etc. belong to their respective owners.
 


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"Amir!"

The high-pitched, melodious call carried to the other side of the partition hidden by the curtains. The young lad to whom the name belonged ran in the direction of the sound, answering the summons of the tall, dusky rose whose features were partially hidden behind a s, or, organdy veil. When he stopped in front of the coffee-colored beauty, he took a little bit of time to admire the concubine who was getting ready to entertain the dinner guests at the harem.

The most noticeable feature of the concubine was the pair of violet eyes that contrasted with his bronze skin. More lilac than purple, they brightened or darkened according to his moods and acquired an unusual radiance during moments of sexual fulfillment (at least, that was what was said around the harem). On his forehead was a tiara of gold, its center formed by the image of two snakes, their long necks entwined and facing each other like those of a caduceus. The rest of the tiara was hidden by bangs that fell over his eyes, part of the long blonde mane that framed his delicate, oval-shaped face. Though the youth could not see the rest of the blond's features, which were but a blur behind the curtain of organdy, he could at least see those parts that were bared right below it. Narrow shoulders held long toned arms that ended in hands whose fingers were adorned with several rings. Below the choker of which only parts could be seen were several pearl necklaces, each varying in length, only one of many ornaments that were meant to direct the viewer's eye to the most
sensitive parts of the concubine's body such as the dusky nipples, teased to tender buds that held a promise for whomever was lucky enough to have the dancer in his bed.

As the young lad's eyes continued to travel down the concubine's physique, he took in the fine, sleek curves that outlined the bare torso, stopping for a moment at the beaded coin belt thatged ged the beauty's hips. And from that belt dangled different links of coins, their assembly leading the beholder's eye to the golden patch of cloth that barely covered the dancer's lower region. Finally, completing the ensemble were the long, smooth legs that ended in delicately pointed feet whose toes were adorned likewise with rings. As in the case of those that adorned the fingers, the play of light on the gemstones was meant to mesmerize the audience, casting a spell on those who would fall prey to it.

The youth stepped closer as the fingers beckoned. He was handed a number of scarves, the same number as that of the guests in the harem's entertainment room. The young lad took the scarves and listened as the Egyptian gave him his instructions.

"Amir, please give each dinner guest a scarf." The voice was soft, only more than a whisper, sweetened by the warmth in its owner's gaze. The youth nodded eagerly, then ran inside the room to hand each guest a scarf. Long fingers slightly pushed the silk curtains aside, violet eyes heavily lined with kohl watching with ament ent as each guest stared dumbfounded at the scarf given to him. Mischief joined mystery as a long, tanned leg extended to the side, pointed toes touching the floor several inches from the opposite foot. The dancer's eyes lit up with that same mischief as he watched the guests' attention shift to the tantalizing display.

Taking the four finger cymbals, he beto sto slide his fingers through the elastic loops, his hips swinging slightly to test the sway of the coins as cli clinked against each other. A low chuckle escaped his lips as he continued to tease the guests with his exposed leg, the sound made by the coins as he shimmied his hips holding their attention…and keeping them waiting.

Oh yes, the fun was about to begin…

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Note: This is only an introduction to my naughty odalisk. He has not yet begun to tempt the guests, but that will come in the next chapter.