Hard Bargain

In Dr. Shun's tent the woman takes her coat off and pulls her hair free and sits down and sighs. The angel sits on the side of her bed and feels it: "Oh wow! Such a nice bed. It doesn't look good, but it's so soft. Your bed is soft, lady. I think I prefer the old coffin though..." He smirks and Monica pulls out the tongue piercing from her pocket and gives the plastic baggie to him.

"Here. This is Rhea's tongue piercing. I believe it was important to her. Even... iconic, wouldn't you say?"

The boy looks at it and smiles and looks up thoughtfully: "I do remember how mommy made daddy cum with this thing. I wonder how it works. Would you put it on?" He offers the bag back and Monica rolls her eyes: "You said an iconic object of theirs is all they need to be dragged back to this world. You called it the Ka. Rhea's Ka is this piercing. Her soul is spiritually connected to this artifact, no?"

The boy nods and gets up and hurries to a table near-by and takes a book and turns the pages. "I also need one more thing to resurrect the dead. Ugh. How do you understand these lines and swirls, huh?” He complains and points at the letters on the book and Monica doesn’t know what to tell him: “Where are all the pictures?! It’s all just this incomprehensible… oh here! I didn't say this earlier, but I also need one of these." He turns the book to Monica on a page that shows the egyptian symbol of the 'ankh'. "The symbol of life. How am I going to get you a symbol? Is it an object? An artifact?"

The boy puts the book aside and walks to Monica still sitting down and stands before her: "Well. I could probably just show you where to find one... but I am not sure I should give off that information to just any greedy grave robber." He smiles like a brat and crosses his arms as Monica looks up at him squinting her eyes.

"Do you believe in the Egyptian punishment for disturbing the dead? If so, why won't you let me walk to my doom?" Monica says coldly – this bird boy is starting to test her patience. He scratches his head and shrugs: "Ha, I thought you were a... what was it? Egyptologist? We didn't put curses on our tombs most of the time. But everyone knows it's nasty and bad to do. I'm not saying you will get smited, I'm saying you will feel bad, won't you? You wouldn’t want your grave disturbed, would you?" He smirks and Monica shakes her head and looks up: "I assure you, I won't feel bad. Just tell me and I will give you a reward."

The boy bites his index finger and looks down with an odd look in his eye: "Reward, hm? What do you mean exactly?" Monica doesn’t quite understand and sees the boy’s eyes trail down towards her chest. “Are you… s-serious right now? Stop staring at my breasts!” Monica furrows her brow as the boy gets a dumb smile on his face.

Monica tries to not stare at the penis growing erect in front of her and she grips the edge of the table and mutters: "I-I have f-fudge in my bag... it's a dessert... sweet..." She tries her best but can't but look at the weirdly large member poking out of his feathers. "I have no idea what a fudge is. Couldn't you give me something... familiar? Something that reminds me of mama, maybe?" He asks with his soft voice and Monica gets a blush on her face and sighs uncomfortably: “A-absolutely n-not!” She looks away embarrassed as the boy moans and shakes his dick in front of the girl, adding to her torment.

As popular and beloved she was, Monica had never actually done it with anyone. Sure, there have been letters and fellow scholars who wanted to get in her pants in the past, but the girl always crossed it off as unprofessional and emotion-driven nonsense. But something magical about this egyptological unicorn makes her excited, how boldly he wants her. Monica felt like the trade was somehow fair despite how bold it was. The girl lets the boy get close.

“Come on! Pretty please? I swear I won’t tell anyone. Pleeeease?”

“Ugh… fine. But don’t get excited. You let me go at my pace, ok?” Monica mutters and Baya pushes his member on Monica's parted lips and nudges the red tip on them as Monica stays still and lets him rest it just above her lower lip. She stares at the soft feathers on his belly and tastes the salty penis touching her. It's the first time she tasted a penis, and what an odd penis this one was indeed. What she couldn't expect was how it would make her feel as the manly rod caresses her very lips and weighs her down under the soft touches. "You have s-such nice lips, doctor. A-and I have to confess. Your weird eyes look wonderful behind those frames you wear."

Monica opens her lips enough for the member to slip inside. She wraps her lips around the tip and softly licks it and sucks it with a blush on her face. The boy nudges on her softly and Monica feels as her vagina becomes moist and itchy. It has done that before, not that Monica ever cared too much about it. A man will cum after enough stimulation. Cum will squirt out like from a fountain. Hot semen. Something the girl was not ready for but she had no other choice than to brave the ejaculation.

Her mouth is milking this incredible penis, the annoying bird boy managed to get his three millenia old penis inside her mouth. But it’s all business. And she needs his cum, she needs him to cum and tell her the secret of the ankh. She massages the beautiful penis with her mouth and almost loses herself as she presses her palm over her itching crotch. It’s not just about knowledge. Monica could’ve only dreamed of sucking the penis of an ancient Egyptian!

"Aah! Oh, oh.... I can't believe how pent up I am... aaaah! My gods... I will cum. Doctor, doctor, please!"

The penis twitches and Monica suddenly feels as a stream of hot thick liquid shoots at the back of her mouth. It's a lot, and it's very thick. She tries to not swallow but eventually has to as the sheer volume is about to fill her whole mouth. She looks up at the boy shyly. What an incredible load, her whole mouth filled with it. It tastes like passion, his throbbing penis like feminine triumphant. It stops and the boy pulls his penis out and a stream of cum floods out of Monica's mouth on her chest as she stays mouth agape. Is this what sex feels like? No, is this what Egyptology at its peak feels like?

Monica swallows the rest and mutters: "E-enough… tell me everything. You got what you wanted." She crosses her arms and listens as the satisfied boy finally tells her the final secret of resurrection.