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Post by Guinevère on Feb 28, 2019 21:32:57 GMT -5
Guinevère walked into Arthur's tent and paused. His back was to her, and he was in the middle of a speech to Merlin (clearly ramping up to a point where he would finish by telling Merlin he was useless or something). Smiling she looked at Merlin and lifted her fingers to her lips. He grinned and silently walked out, leaving Arthur unknowingly talking to her instead.
She walked closer, stopping and admiring her his bare back, as he was about to change into a clean shirt after training. Just as well, Guinevère liked it when he was fresh from training, and his body was still hot from working so hard. She wasn't sure what it was--as no other had made her feel this way--but she enjoyed it.
Arthur turned around and stopped speaking, leaving her to raise her brows at his words (to Merlin) and smile. "What would you have done, if I'd have been an assassin?" She teased, moving forward to place a kiss on his lips.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Feb 28, 2019 21:48:00 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur was indeed in the middle of a lecture to Merlin. Which, wasn't completely uncommon. Or infrequent. "Next time you really need to do a better job with polishing the swords," he stated. "They look as shabby as your clothing. And makes you seem utterly useless and incapable of a simple task." A jab, made towards his . . . well, yes brother of heart. Though Arthur would never admit it. It was far too fun to tease and taunt him. Which, he would continue to do as he turned around while saying his next words. "And one more thi-Guinevère!" He said, pleasantly surprised though surprised none the less.
Wait, how long had she been standing there for?! How long ago had Merlin skulked off?! It didn't matter, for all questions were brought to a halt the moment her lips touched his, as he smiled through the kiss, mindful of his slightly damp body from the sweat of training . . . it being the only reason he did not wrap his arm around him and pull her so that their bodies were pressed against each other. Easing out of the kiss, he finally answered her question. "Well, I'd probably be dead," he said casually, a playfulness in his voice -- despite the morbidity of the words. "A beauty such as yours could be lethal." Clearly, distracting enough to conquer an assassin's task. With that, he leaned forward for another kiss, this one slightly deeper. "This is a pleasant surprise," he said with hardly an inch between their lips. A sheepish way to get out explaining his earlier words -- meant for Merlin's ears.
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Post by Guinevère on Feb 28, 2019 22:04:09 GMT -5
Guinevère loved catching him off guard, and it was hard to do. Arthur was trained since he was too young to be ready for a fight; and the only reason she had managed to do it was because he knew Merlin had his back--so she didn't feel the need to worry that someone would really be able to get thing close. Yes, it could happen; but it wasn't likely.
He kissed her but didn't touch her. "It's an unexpected surprise, but I am glad it's not unwelcome." She teased him back between kisses, her hand coming up to rest over his bare chest. "You know my guilty pleasure is you after training, so I hoped to catch you here. I assumed you wouldn't mind me taking Merlin's place, and giving my husband's best friend some time off?" Moving her face down she kissed his chest, knowing he was covered in sweat but not minding. "He knew you'd be safe in my arms." Her hand slipped down over his skin, making it clear why she was here. "I know he is honor bound to give you a cry of warning when someone come in, but I asked him not to."
She looked over at the near by bed--that wasn't a real bed, but would serve for if the king needed to rest or was injured for some reason. "You've trained hard, my love, come rest and let me ease you."
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 1, 2019 20:05:44 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur smiled at each and every word. "Never unwelcome," he assured her. He would never not want her company. Now that they were married, he longed to spend whatever moments they could together. Without fear of being discovered, or fear of repercussions. It was not something Arthur ever took for granted, very mindful and aware all that they had been through to get to this point. The point where Guinevère could just walk into his tent in his state of undress . . . and place kisses upon his chest, trail her hand over his skin, and speak words that she did. A combination of all these things making it difficult for Arthur to remember why he should not be touching her back.
Sense fled his mind as his hands went to her waist, her lastly spoken words urging him to the makeshift bed. He began to move backwards towards it, while gently moving her along with him so that she was going forwards, his hands still on either side of her hips. "No, I don't mind at all," he said with a tease in his voice. Not about her taking Merlin's place, nor about slipping into his tent. "So come, let us rest," he said as he felt the bed behind him, moving to sit on the edge of it while pulling her onto his lap, turned so that she was sitting to the side on him. One hand casually rested upon her knees, smiling as the close proximity. And whatever sign of the vigorous workout he had upon his body, he no longer cared about it touching her.
"As I said, I am pleasantly surprised," he said with that same tone of playfulness, as his free hand brushed back her long locks of hair so that he could find access to her neck, kissing the skin there. As it was still the early stages of their marriage, he found it rather difficult to keep his hands -- and lips -- off of his beautiful wife. "Though it is your company I would desire above all others," he said in between each kiss, as his lips trailed along her collar bone, a little lower to the exposed skin of her upper chest . . . rather enjoying the low cut dresses she wore.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 1, 2019 20:33:06 GMT -5
Guinevère couldn't stop smiling as Arthur smoothly moved her to sit on the bed, trying to get under her skirt--which normally she would love and allow but this time she wanted something more. Guinevère let him touch her, and kiss her neck. His kisses warmed her, and make her blood heat. She loved him so much, and when he touched her, held her, she felt the physical incarnation of that love! "I love your touch," she admitted, "but today I want more! I want to touch!"
Pulling back she smiled at him. "You are distracting!" She accused, as she pushed to stand up. "Now, it is my job to take care of my husband!" She told him, pushing him to lay back. "And after working so hard, I know you need to relax." Once he was laying back, she took his hands in her's. "Don't move," Guinevère ordered, as she moved them down to rest by his side. Then she reached for the laces that was holding his trousers's closed. Guinevère slowly moved to unlace them. She didn't open them afterwards, but instead stood up and began unlacing her dress to pull it down while he was only allowed to lay there and watch. "I want to help ease your muscles. Rub them to make sure they aren't as tense."
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 1, 2019 20:55:10 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT She wanted to touch? Now that sounded quite intriguing. Enough that Arthur made no protest as she moved to a stand, accusing him of being distracting. He smiled with amusement as she pushed him to lay back, speaking of how she wished to take care of him. Truth was, Arthur felt honoured in that. He knew it was Guinevère's way of wanting to take care of people . . . but Arthur had never quite had such a, nurturing figure in his life. A softness. Guinevère brought all that, and he had learned just how much he enjoyed being taken care of in such a way. Perhaps it was selfish, but he only hoped he returned the favour when the time came for it.
It's what you did, when you love someone. You took care of them. Physically and emotionally. As Arthur lay back on the bed, his smile was unwavering. "Yes. I had a very vigorous training session," he said with an exaggerated tone of seeking sympathy. "So perhaps you should come lay with me and help me to unwind." He wasn't sure what she was planning on doing -- hopefully not trying to make him sleep -- but he stood by his words as his eyes fell to her fingers when they started to unlace his pants. Arthur's chest began to heavy with anticipation, yet she just left them open and . . . before that told him not to move. That was becoming difficult. And, soon enough it became impossible as she began to unlace her own dress and pull it down. Arthur propped himself up a little on his elbows, his eyes lingering over her perfect body, lips slightly parted in awe as longing filled him. Completely.
"And you say I'm distracting," he said with playful accusation, swallowing as his tongue ran over his lips a little. "You can certainly bring ease to my body and relieve the tension." But he was not talking about his muscles. At least not the ones she may be referring to. He could not pull his eyes from her body for despite how many times he was with her in all forms of intimacy, she still managed to take his breath away. Leave him speechless in silent worship. "Can I at least pull my pants down?" He asked, knowing it violated her instructions to not move but he hoped that by moving a little upwards . . . he could cheat a bit more and move closer to her. For the desire to touch her was becoming -- as he previously acknowledged -- impossible to deny himself.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 1, 2019 21:14:32 GMT -5
Guinevère loved teasing Arthur this way, and she shook her head slowly as he asked to move. Her dress fell over her shoulders and pooled to the ground so that she was only in her shift. Moving to lean over him she kissed him lightly before grinning at him. "I don't trust you to keep your hands off me," She teased, knowing that she trusted him for everything--and that she trusted him he would always want to touch her. And she was grateful that he would!
"Turn over," she ordered, knowing that was the best way to make sure he didn't touch her right away. Guinevère waited until he was turned, and his arms comfortable before she moved to his on his hims, her knees on each side of him. Her finger tips touched his skin there and she first lightly moved them over him skin. Skimming them over his shoulder blades and back down to the dip of his back. Then she let her fingers dig more firmly, massaging the muscles, to help them relax--knowing that at the same time the center of her hips were moving slowly over the back of his. Making a slow teasing rhythm to mimic something to come. "Are you feeling less tense? Your still so firm." Guinevère smiled and teased him.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 1, 2019 21:37:50 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT The kiss did nothing to ease his need for her, but then she told him that she didn't trust him to keep his hands off of her. "I don't trust myself to do that either," he told her truthfully. He would not make a promise he could not keep, so he certainly could not promise to not touch her. "But you can hardly blame me," he added on. She was far too beautiful. So when Guinevère told him to turn over, he made a bit of a face, knowing it would break the line of sight he had fixed on her but alas, he could never deny the woman he loved. With a bit of a huff of breath, he turned over as instructed, so that he was lying on his stomach, eager to see what she would do.
He felt more than saw it, her body on top of him, legs on either side, and realization finally dawned on him of what would come next. "Guinevère, you don't have to--" But the moment her fingers started moving upon his skin, he let out a heavy exhalation of breath from the sheer pleasurable sensation it provided. The amazing feeling it stirred. "Do that," he finally finished, though his words just an afterthought, not even paying attention to what he said as he closed his eyes. Basking in the wonderful feeling of his hands working his skin. He couldn't help but moan with the pleasure of it, knowing it was selfish to just lie here and yet . . . it felt far too amazing to tell her to stop. Or to move.
He tried to bit his lip to stifle any sounds but then she was asking him a question, the words belatedly processing in his mind as he kept his eyes closed, and relaxed his body and head against the surface. "Yes," he said amidst a moan and heavy breath. The way her body was moving over him, also placed pressure against his waist, in the best way possible. "You feel . . . " But he could barley finish the words. It felt too good. "Incredible," was all he could come up with, and it didn't even begin to cover how sensational her hands felt as it massaged his skin.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 1, 2019 21:55:16 GMT -5
Guinevère smiled as her fingers move from muscle to muscle over his back. Leaning down she whispered in his ear, "I know, but I want too." He didn't expect this from her, which is why she always liked to give it too him. She knew that he hadn't had much softness in his life--Uther was demanding, and Morgana--even before she changed--hadn't been soft. When she did things to take care of him he always enjoyed it--which made her want to do it more.
Pushing to sit back up she continued. Doing first one shoulder, then the other, as she moved down to over his ribs. Smiling to herself she lifted her hands from him before using them to remove her shift. She dangled it before his face before dropping it. He would know she was naked and sitting on his trouser covered hips, but wouldn't be able to see her. Leaning down to whisper in his ear again, this time her breast brushed his back; and she knew he'd feel that too. "I love how your skin feels under my hands, and my hips," With that she slid her hips up a little so the v of her legs brushed over his skin rather then the cloth of his trousers. Her hands went back to working over his skin, her hips moving to brush over him.
Finally she leaned back down to kiss his shoulder, and trail kisses over his back to his other one. Guinevère lightly bit his skin there, before using her tongue to sooth the skin from the nip. Then she moved back to the other shoulder to repeat it.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 1, 2019 22:57:21 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Hearing that she wanted to did indeed bring him ease. While he knew Guinevère never felt obligated to do such things, hearing it still gave him peace of mind. As a royal, he knew that many felt bound to do things for him, and still did. Yet, he never wanted a wife like that. And he was well aware that that was what had drawn him to Guinevère: her blatant honesty. Ever since she had spoken up in Ealdor that day, he'd learned that there was something very different about her. Now, here they were. In love. Married. Happy. How far they had come from that day in the village. Arthur continued to relish in the feeling of her hands, working his skin in a way he had never felt before.
Though, he felt something in front of him and opened his eyes to see her slip. His eyes widened a little as he turned his head in attempt to look . . . but from both their angles, he couldn't see anything. He only felt it. And being robbed of the sight of her, made the sense of touch all the more intense and keenly felt. Just as was the case when her breast touched his skin, her whisper in his ears . . . speaking of his skin under her as he felt the warmth of her core against him. Just, not where he needed it to provide relief. Arthur sharply inhaled, not from pain but from . . . building need. His own centre was pressed against the surface and he could already feel his body reacting to desire for her. Aroused from everything she was doing to him. "Guinevère," he breathed; pleaded; asked. He didn't even know what his tone held. Between her massage and the teasing of her body and words . . . he was threatening to become undone. Though, he quite liked this side of he as well.
Glad that he was now able to explore it. Another sound of pleasure mixed with need escaped him when she nipped at his skin, heavily exhaling as he felt her moist tongue gliding over him. "I can't . . . " Stay still. The unfinished words as he was struggling to say them. "I need you." That was the best he could say under the circumstances, biting his lip a little as he felt the ache for her grow, restricted from their current positions. He felt utterly under her mercy and truth be told, it wasn't at all a bad place to be. 'Breaking' the rules, one hand reached behind him to touch whatever part of her he could reach, which happened to be her thigh as his hand glided up, his breathing growing a bit heavier as his chest heaved with desire.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 1, 2019 23:34:17 GMT -5
Guinevère looked down at her thigh when he reached back to touch her. She allowed it. Leaning forward she whispered to him, "You are proving me right," she teased. Guinevère kissed her ear, and moved over to his his face, her body pressing into his back as they aligned to allow her better range. Her hand skimmed over his sides, switching from massaging to caressing as she kissed him.
Pushing to sit up, she pulled her leg away from his hand so she could stand up. "Lay on your back now." She told him, smiling at him as he turned. She even stepped slightly back so he couldn't touch her. "Your hands, please," she asked of her husband as she stepped forward to take his wrists. She knew he could break her hold, and he was doing this only because she asked. She tucked his fingers behind his head,, so his chest from free to her. Then moved to push one leg over his hips again, settling once again on his hips. The v of her thighs pressing wetly into the slightly open ties of his trousers.
She smiled at him, holding his gaze as she began to repete herself, first running her finger tips lightly up his chest, and back down. Before she began to massage him, helping ease the muscles that were tight no matter what she did. "I have just one more place that needs my attention." She began, "and I know this is will help you relax." Though she didn't say where that was, she pressed her hipsinto his as a playful warning.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 2, 2019 14:27:36 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT If proving her right meant that he was able to touch her, then he was more than happy for her to be right. But then soon enough, she moved his hand away and told him to lay on his back. Arthur was only too eager to comply, as he quickly shifted his position, not failing to notice that she was out of reach. While he knew he could get off the bed and move closer to her, he decided to play along . . . noticing that she was rather enjoying it and to be quite honest, so was he. Despite the growing need, which, he didn't doubt she would not leave unsated. He silently once again, complied, offering his hands as she moved them behind his head. His gaze lingered over her now that he was able to finally see her completely, enjoying every inch of her skin as his eyes moved over her perfect form.
When she climbed back onto him, he sharply inhaled as she pressed her hips against his ache, the trousers still serving as a hindrance. Yet, he knew she was teasing him. And he was struggling with keeps his hands where she moved them to. "I can not promise to stay like this for long," he warned her. Yet another sound of pleasure escaped him when her hands started moving over his skin, his eyes closing for a brief moment as it was all consuming. An assault on the senses. Opening them once more, gazing at her through heavy lids she told him that there was only one more placed that needed his attention.
His body slightly jerked with anticipation, chest heaving as a result of the same feeling. The exhilarating relief that he knew only she could give him. He inhaled again, raising his hips a bit to get a little more contact. "Yes," he breathed in agreement. "I need it." Her attention. "I need you," he elaborated, knowing there was a plea -- practically a beg -- in his voice to give him release. He raised one leg a little in attempt to try and pull down his pant legs, realizing he still had his boots on. "And I'm far too overdressed for you to carry on," he said with a tease in his voice, still laden with desire as his arousal thickened and made what felt like his entire body ache with burning need.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 2, 2019 16:35:01 GMT -5
Guinevère loved sitting like this over her husband. She loved feeling his hips jerk because he was loosing that control she asked of him. "I am surprised you've lasted this long," she teased him back, biting her lip as she rested her palms on his chest and began rocking over him. Using the slow slide and grin of her own uncovered hips to wet his trousers and help them open slightly. Finally she slide back far enough that she to see the ties between her thighs. Reaching there she opened the flaps and let him spring free.
Her fingers abandoned the cloth, not lowering his pants at all, but leaving them open so she could wrap her fingers around him and stroke from base to tip. Her eyes flickered up to meet her husbands as she stroked back down him, circling her fingers and pulling upwards before setting a slow rhythm of tugging tightly but loosening her hand and slowly sinking down. Smiling she enjoyed her limited power of him in this moment, knowing that soon he would ignore her orders and just take over. "You do not seem to be relaxing. You're only growing more tense." She teased.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 2, 2019 17:15:23 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT She was surprised he lasted this long . . . yes. So was he. Very much so. It took practically all self control for him to not act in response to her teases yet, that self control was now wearing thin. Very thin. Especially with the way she began to rock over him . . . and as if that wasn't torturous enough, her hands began to slide over him, stroke him. With his length now free from the barrier of clothing, he felt the start of that relief, but it wasn't nearly enough. Her touch helped ease it, but he needed more. His hands could no longer remain in position, as he moved them from behind his head yet still trying to give in to her playful command. So instead, they gripped the edge of the makeshift bed on either side of them. The grip tight, as Arthur's eyes squeezed shut from the intense pleasure and aching need that throbbed for her.
"I wonder why," he said with playful sarcasm in response to her questioning of how he was growing more tense. Whatever she was causing him to feel, it felt far more intense than any training session he could have had with the knights. Not that he was even thinking about that at all. Not with her hand stroking him and her body rocking over him. No. It became too much. Perhaps, he could only partly break her 'orders'. With that determination in mind he opened his eyes, hands moving to his cock as he took hold of it, and guided himself to her center. It was slick, ready, and Arthur took full advantage. He slowly thrust up his hips, sinking deep inside of her heat and let out a heavy exhalation of breath, mixed with one of pleasure and relief.
He wanted to touch her body, he wanted to feel where they were joined yet somehow, remembered her earlier words. So his hands fell back to the sides of the table, by some miracle, not touching her skin. But, he made it at least a little better, now being firmly inside of her. "As you were," he teased in a breath, unable to help the slight smirk upon his features as he struggled to keep his eyes open from all she made him feel. Especially now that their bodies were joined as one, she could rock over his body as much as she wanted to. For if she did not move soon . . . then Arthur would.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 2, 2019 19:06:14 GMT -5
Guinevère was enjoying pushing Arthur to finish without allowing him to touch her; but she missed his touch as well. The dual emotions dueled inside her. The he moved to take his cock in his hands and she helped lift herself up so she could seat herself over him. "I wasn't finished with that," She teased, more then willing to feel him stretching her! "As you were," she told her, and her amused eye flew to his, seeing that arrogant smirk on his face. She laughed, which caused her to tighten around him, which caused her laughter to fade on as intake of breath.
Her hands fund purchase on his abdomen, and she began rocking up and down over him. Her eyes drifting close at first from the feeling of him inside of her, but then she forced them open to look at him. Her lips parted as she breathed though her mouth to try to catch her breath. Reaching for his hands she pulled them from the bed, up to rest on her breast. Guinevère used his hands to take her weight as she continued the rythem over him. "Touch me!" She begged, no longer wanting his hands off of her, but his hands on her to help them both finish!
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 2, 2019 20:27:53 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT It wasn't until she reached for his hands that was able to open his eyes, deciding that he wanted to see her in the height of such pleasure. And it was indeed a glorious sight. His hands moved with her to her breasts, cupping them in his hands, palm now filled with the warmth of her. He gently massaged them, his hips thrusting upwards with each rock of her own hips over him. Her verbal encouragement to touch her matched with her non verbal one. Arthur groaned with pleasure, his thrusts prompting breathy grunts to escape them, remaining mindful of the thin veil that was hardly sound proof around them.
"I'm . . . getting mixed messages here," he managed to get out in a breathless voice. A tease to her words of forbidding it yet now, wanting it. One hand felt to her center, touching, toying with what he could each where he did not fill her. His back arched up a little, his hips moving quicker which only made his breaths come harder. Deciding on a better way to silence himself, he sat up a little, moving his hand from her breast and replacing it with his mouth, stifling any sounds as he instead occupied his tongue, teeth and lips against her breast as he teased and sucked her, and giving no thought of her own sounds . . . only that he longed to hear them.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 2, 2019 23:53:36 GMT -5
His hand moved from her breast to between her legs and she jerked under his touch, falling out of rhythm for a moment before finding it once again. He would trust up and hit deeper inside of her! In this position he was so much deeper, and felt bigger since he was! Her husband sat up and suckled at her breast, causing her head to fall back! It was getting too much! Everything was tightening and twisting inside her!
Her hands moved up to his shoulders, and around his neck to give her leverage to keep moving! She didn't think of his men training on the other side of the tent! She only felt this, in this moment, and this pleasure! "Arthur!" She cried out as everything begin to almost inch and burn! "Please!" She begged, even though she was doing move of the movements! She was so close, and she needed him to be just as close! Her legs jerked, and tightened over his hips, making her movements slow as she felt herself tense and----"AH!" And fall over the wonderful edge! Her body tightened down on him, and pulsed around his cock!
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 3, 2019 0:14:03 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Each sound she made, each action made only fuelled his own. Strengthened the pleasure and building need. Knowing, it would grow so much more intense once they both reached that peak. He moaned against her breast, his hips still thrusting in a steady rhythm though allowed her to keep the momentum. He was simply meeting each push of her hips, his hand touching where they joined and feeling the liquid proof of her enjoyment for it did not take long for him to feel that familiar sensation of her body exploding, as his cock throbbed inside of her and he reached that height of euphoria, spilling himself deep inside of her.
He released her breast from his mouth as he fell back against the bed, closing his eyes as his chest heaved and he just let the waves of ecstasy wash over him. He slowly opened them to reveal his heavily lidded gaze upon her, letting the way she had cried out his name play over in his mind . . . thoroughly enjoying hearing her say it. Her own plea adding to the moment, especially as he had been the one at her mercy. His hand at her center skimmed up her thigh, while his other trailed up her stomach. "If only every training session ended in this way," he said with a smile, knowing his body was now exerted for an entirely different reason -- a far better one.
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Post by Guinevère on Mar 3, 2019 1:05:28 GMT -5
Her world spun for a moment, and felt her belly fill with the warmth of his seed! She shuttered from the feeling, loving every second of it. Her hand shook, but not from the cold, as Arthur feel back and looked at her. As he touched her! She looked down at him, her body slowly coming down from the--Laughter from outside the tent made her hands come up to cover herself and her body to bend to press into Arthur's chest!
It took her a moment to realize it was only two knights walking behind his tent to get to the training field, and that they were not near the door, or had heard them! Looking into his eyes she smiled brightly, and rested her forehead on his. "I wouldn't mind," she told him, knowing that duty kept it from being a reality, but it was something pleasant to think on! "I would love to tend to my husband more often." He loved the feeling of him still in her, but knew she needed to get up! Dressed! . . . everything she didn't wish to do.
Arthur Pendragon
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"For the love of Camelot!"
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 3, 2019 1:12:39 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Hearing the laughter and seeing Guinevère's instinctive reaction prompted him to turn his head at the wall of the tent, realizing that it was just a couple of men passing. The last thing he wanted was for his wife to feel violated, even if it was just by being heard. He wouldn't stand for that . . . even if he was the one responsible for potentially putting her in that position.
His body relaxed again, even more so with her chest against his, resting on top of him and . . . still being tucked inside of her allowed the prolonging of this seemingly perfect moment. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her against him, one hand trailing down her back, caressing her behind as he felt the curves of her flawless body. "Well, you're welcome in my tent anytime," he said with playful flirtation. Clear suggestiveness in his voice. "It may make me shorten training sessions. The men just wouldn't know who to thank for that," he added on teasingly, tilting his head up to kiss her again, and again. Part of him wished they could just stay like this for the rest of the day.
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