The scream cut off after too many seconds.
L stands naked in the middle of the tiled room, hands on her wide hips, her mouth pulled down at the corners.
“Shit, didn’t know he was gonna be a screamer.”
B the other naked woman is frowning too, her bloody arms crossed over her breasts.
“I swear to all our Gods you have got the worst taste in sacrifice. Did you even fuck him first?”
L’s shoulders hunch up around her ears and she prods the head of the sacrifice.
“Well, I sat on his face for an hour that counts right?”
B rolls her eyes mightily and goes to wash her hands and pick up her phone. She scrolls through documents until she finds the one she wants.
“Okay, all is not lost. How about we talk to Nekhbet? She’s a vulture so carrion should be good. And it’s been a while since we raised an oracle to talk to. Start stacking the body parts and should we include some other meat in case she’s not in the mood for white dude?”
L smiles and starts to arrange the parts.
“Naw I think it’ll be good. You get the altar ready. Oh boo you got bloody parts in your butt crack.”
“Eh, it could be worse.”
She pauses to admire the jiggling brown backside of her wife, unable to help herself, she stops what she’s doing and stares.
L looks over her shoulder.
“We fuckin’ later or nah?”
L slowly wiggles her butt, letting the jiggle travel from butt cheeks down her thighs.
“You nasty and yeah. Now get to work so we can finish up and head out.”
B turns back to her work carefully writing the start of the incantation in the dead man’s blood.
Father of Fathers, Mother of Mothers, who hath existed from the Beginning, and is Creatrix of this World.
Meet Nekhbet here.