Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic

[Arthur Pendragon]

Tag: Guinevère
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for the love

OF CAMELOT

Arthur enjoyed the way she say his name in such heights of passion. Not to mention the encouragement it provided. His chest heaved with desire, his hands starting to fall to the laces of his trousers, but before he could do anything with it, he heard the tone in which she said his name differ. He almost didn't hear it, however her non verbal means of communicating was enough to fully pull him out of his distracted state. And when he turned to the side, the mood drastically shifted. He moved her to the ground, immediately standing in front of her as if to serve as a shield from the flames.

"Move back," he instructed. Looking around for something -- anything -- he quickly went for a pitcher of water sitting at the side table, rushing back to toss it over the burning flames. His eyes widened as the spontaneous fire. Knowing he needed something else, Arthur looked around, seeing his padded jacket on the ground and close. He hurriedly reached for it and tossed it for over fire, patting it down before it could spread any further. Fortunately, both things seemed to work and left only was the smell, and a burned jacket. He then quickly turned and moved towards Guinevère. "Are you alright?" He asked, eyes quickly searching over her to ensure she was unharmed.

[Guinevère]

Guinevère felt as if she would be ill! She'd started the fire! How would she explain this!? What if it grew?! Yet, Arthur moved quickly (and near-nakedly) to put out the fire! SHE was naked, and it left her feeling exposed with her magic on display like this. If she wasn't worried about being exposed then she might have given in to a cry, but Guinevère refused to let herself cry!

Besides, he had tried to protect her at first. The love she felt for him grew, and she rushed toward him when he was finished! "Just surprised," she tried to sound calm and at ease, when she felt sick by what she did. "The candle must have bene too close?" She asked, trying to pretend she didn't know. She'd learned that if she asked first, then most didn't think she had anything to do with it! Her hand rested on his bare chest, as she hugged him. "Are you burned?!" She prayed he wasn't!

[Arthur Pendragon]

Tag: Guinevère
Note: Better layout coming soon!

for the love

OF CAMELOT

Arthur was relieved that she was alright, though understandably, surprised. Startled by the scare of a fire. He didn't blame her one bit. He was just glad that it hadn't been worse, and that she hadn't been alone when it had happened. "It must have been," he said, glancing back at the source of the fire. It was odd though. How it just randomly started despite the candle and flower having been close for some time. "It is strange though," he said, pensively, thinking out loud. But now was not the time for such thoughts.

His priority was Guinevère, and making sure she was alright. She looked a bit shaken, and he reached for the next closest garment, his cape, wrapping it around her -- since he had ripped her dress. "Perhaps it was a sign of agreement that we should indeed share a room," he said a bit teasingly, trying to lighten the mood a little and thus, calm her mind from the scare of what had just happened. "I'm fine," he assured her. It truly could have been a lot worse, and he was only too relieved that it had not been. "We were fortunate, that it was not worse than what it was," he added, continuing to think aloud his thoughts. Something that was rather easy to do in her presence.