Breath

You bend down until you're leaning over the stone flower and breathe onto it. You see the obsidian stone at its centre fog up with your breath. You step away and wait for something to happen.

At first, nothing seems to change. Then, you realise that the obsidian stone has remained covered in water droplets despite the dryness in the chamber. Cautiously, you reach out and put your hand over the stone and feel intense cold emanating from it. You snatch your hand away in fright and see that the flower is now covered in a thin layer of ice. Tendrils of water vapour are rising from the artefact to form a thin cloud above the architect's body. At Imhotep's head, the water vapour swirls, as if in some invisible breeze, then streams down into the mummy's mouth.

You stare in shock and wonder as muscles, tendons and ligaments reform under the mummy's skin, filling it out. Its skin changes from the unnatural dark of a mummified body to a pale white, and then to a deep bronze as blood begins to flow again inside the architect's body. You see his chest begin to move up and down, his lungs regrown and functioning again. Finally, Imhotep opens his eyes.

"Finally", Imhotep breathes. "Free at last."

His voice is deep and echoes around the chamber. You back away from the sarcophagus, but the architect sits up and turns to look at you. His eyes catch yours and you are frozen in place. Imhotep's irises are dark, almost black, and looking into his eyes feels like looking into a bottomless pit. The architect gets up from his eternal bed and his clothes slide off his body. It seems that the clothes have fallen apart in the intervening thousands of years.

Imhotep steps out of the sarcophagus and you get to see his body as it would have looked when he was alive. He is well-muscled with smattering of hair on his body. Your eyes, however, are drawn down to his cock, which is at least 7 inches long when soft.

Imhotep prowls towards you and you step backwards, away from him. Unfortunately, your back soon hits the wall, stopping your progress. Imhotep stops before you and grins down at you.

"You must have been sent to sate my appetite for when I awoke", he says.

"I... er... don't—" you stutter.

Imhotep clearly doesn't care what you have to say because he presses a finger against your lips, shutting you up, and then slides his hand down so that it circles your neck. His touch is light, but the threat is clearly there. With his free hand, Imhotep unbuttons your pants and pushes then down, leaving you exposed. He slides his hand between your legs and presses a finger to your ass hole. When it slides inside, Imhotep nods in satisfaction.

"You are suitable", he says, withdrawing his finger. "You may prepare me."

You stare at him before you realise what he means. You follow the curves of his body down to see that his cock is new fully hard. You gulp in apprehension, but you know that Imhotep will have his way with you no matter what you do. If he is satisfied, though, he won't be as forceful.

You get down onto your knees and begin to stroke Imhotep's cock. You quickly glance up and see that he is staring down at you, his lust undisguised in his eyes. You open your mouth and begin to suck Imhotep's cock. To your surprise, Imhotep doesn't **** his cock down your throat, but lets you go at your own pace. You manage to get half his cock into your mouth before you gag. In one hand, you massage Imhotep's balls, hoping that this will make him cum and be satisfied, but his stamina is too good. After a few minutes, Imhotep pushes your head away from his cock.

"Enough", he says, arousal clear in his voice. "There is more to do."

Before you're even aware of it, Imhotep has spun you around. He pulls your ass out as you lean against the wall, then presses his cock against your hole. Slowly, Imhotep's cock slides inside you, opening you up. He continues to thrust inside you, not stopping until his body is pressed against yours. Imhotep reaches around you and begins to stroke your cock.

"Are you enjoying this?" he asks.

Your reply is a long moan as Imhotep shifts his position and his cock pushes against your prostate. He pulls his cock out so only the head is inside you, then thrusts in again. Imhotep fucks you slowly, making sure you can feel his whole length inside you. The combination of his cock in your ass and his hand on your own cock make you ready to cum fairly quickly, but Imhotep seems to have an unnatural understanding of your body, because his strokes on your cock are just slow enough to keep you on edge.

You're not sure how long Imhotep managed to stop you from cumming. Eventually, though, it's clear that the architect is also ready to cum. He speeds up his strokes on your cock, drawing out moans from you, until you spill your seed onto the ground. Your ass tightens around Imhotep's cock, milking it until he cums as well.

Imhotep pulls his cock out of you, letting you go to slump against the wall. You watch as he stretches, then walks back to the sarcophagus and climbs inside it.

"Back to sleep for another thousand years or so", Imhotep mutters to himself.

You quickly dress and rush over to the sarcophagus. By the time you arrive, life is leaching out from Imhotep's body, returning him to the mummy he had become. Finally, Imhotep is how you first saw him – a desiccated corpse in a stone tomb. Slowly, the lid to the sarcophagus slides back into place, sealing Imhotep inside once again.