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Post by Arthur Pendragon on May 2, 2020 17:50:20 GMT -5
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"Guinevère," he began to say, knowing he had to explain this from the beginning. While whispers of war would not be the surprise, the way they managed to avoid it would be. "Perhaps, we should sit down." Because this was not going to be something quickly explained and then left alone. No. He needed to really tell her and . . . needed her to understand that this was not what he wanted. But something that the kingdom needed.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 28, 2020 13:13:35 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Things had happened so quickly, and the decisions that needed to be made, done with haste. Which, was highly unsettling for the young king considering the magnitude of such decisions. But then, was there even really a choice? His father had always told him that whatever he did, he had to do with the kingdom in mind. That every decision, impact the citizens of Camelot. This circumstance, had those words ringing in Arthur's mind far too loudly. How many times had his father told him that his own happiness was irrelevant? That love had nothing to do with marriage. That he had to think of the good of the kingdom.
He'd fought hard to prove his father wrong, and show that a kingdom's strength came in the bond of love between a King and Queen, for they were stronger because of it. But now, the alternative was war. And to think of all the blood that would be on his hands if he did not agree to the terms. Which, was what had him sneaking out at this hour of the night to see Guinevère. The news was not made public, but she needed to know before anyone else did. And he hadn't the faintest idea of how he was going to tell her. Shrouded with his clock, he knocked on her door, his mind racing with ways to form the words that needed to be said . . . for they went against practically every emotion he felt in his heart.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 27, 2019 22:08:48 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Seeing her smile warmed his heart, and prompted his own, his lips curling into the expression that was so easy to wear in front of her. He had felt so genuinely happy in the time they had together, and the emotion remained now. "Your scolding words are never in bad form," he teased in return. He wanted to encourage this. Her smiles. The light hearted conversation despite the difficult ones that would eventually come. "They are after all, what drew me to you." Another tease, yet one that held truth. It had been her scolding that made him look at her; really, look at her for the first time in Ealdor.
He remained still, feeling the weight lifted with each piece she removed, as he just watched her. How many times she had done this before, and yet, he never took it for granted, watching her with a soft expression as if it was the first time she removed his armour. "Have I ever been too tired?" He said with a playful tease in his voice. He felt his heart beat with anticipation, for even though he had not experienced the same passage of time . . . he could feel the time that had stood between them. To further ensure there was no doubt in her mind, he leaned forward, slowly, still mindful of how this must be towards her. Not wanting to push her, yet wanting her to feel him as clearly as she saw him. His lips brushed against hers, before slowly and gently pressing them against her mouth in a soft but proper kiss.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 27, 2019 21:14:07 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT He wanted to promise her a lifetime. More than anything, he wanted to promise her forever. But he had once made such a promise and his death broke it. He could not bare the same thing twice. What he could promise, was to cherish every second together. To do all that he could for her safety, and the safety of the kingdom. In such a thought, there was much that needed to be done. His mind trying to process all he had found out since his passing, and all the threats that loomed before them. But it would wait. It would all have to wait until tomorrow. Tonight, it was just about the two of them. Her fear was a mutual one, for he still feared that his return was not permanent.
As he had previously thought of however, surely, fate was not to cruel as to bring him back . . . only to take him again. He closed his eyes, taking in a slow breath as she rested his face against him, his arms holding her close. "And I with you," he told her softly. He drew his head back, only to slowly open his eyes so that he could gaze upon her. "I have been in this chainmail for far too long." An assumption that he had worn it since the battle at Camlann. In attempt to lighten the mood, to remind them of playfulness of the past, he continued. "And I seem to remember, rules against wearing it in the bedroom." A tease; a reference to something she had once told him shortly after they were married. He wanted these to be the memories she carried with her, should he not be returned to her for good. He wanted to make her smile. He wanted to make her happy.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 22, 2019 19:21:37 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT She smiled. Did she smile because she knew who it was? That the Black Knight was him, Arthur? Or . . . did she smile just for the sake of smiling? The realization that she may recognize him without outing him in such a public place -- despite the fact that they were somewhat alone -- was quickly sinking in. It made Arthur distracted all the way home, and throughout the night. He knew he would have to figure it out tomorrow, but the sun could not come up soon enough. He feared the exposure, and the position it would place her in too. She was after all, Morgana's dear friend. Arthur's state left him restless for most of the night. So when the sun rose, he was quick to rise with it. He had a training session early that day, and knew he could not focus as his brothers of heart kept asking if he was alright.
He was then summoned to the council chamber to discuss what was apparently an urgent matter. The attack last night. Arthur's first question was whether everyone was alright. One never knew the severity of an injury, and he knew he would be to blame if it was anything more serious. Fortunately, they would all make a full recovery. Just a few bumps and bruises. Arthur hid his relief and pretended for all this to be new information.
He spoke words of assurance that he would find the Black Knight and then made his way back out once the meeting was over. He had to find Guinevère. Making his way to Morgana's, he tried to restrain himself from running over to her maid and blurting out the question. "Guinevère," he greeted walking up to her. He felt nervous, his heart beating heavily in his chest and he knew . . . all would be revealed in the way she looked at him. The gaze that her eyes would hold. The burning question he had ever since last night. Did she know?
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 21, 2019 20:35:46 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Truth be told, Arthur just expected her to turn and make her way to her house. But instead, she thanked him and . . . spoke to him. At great length it would seem. Speaking of the nights, for helping others, calling him honourable. Honourable. Arthur wasn't entirely sure that was true. He supposed it depended on the definition, for he knew there was no honour in defying your king. Yet, at the same time, surely there was honour in doing what was right. He did not dwell on the internal debate for long, as she spoke of him possibly being a woman. And then, not a woman. A man. Though she could not see his eyes well, he was merely staring at her, as if trying to process all that she said, and how to respond. He made it a point not to talk to others during these moments.
To make interactions as minimal as possible. But . . . it seemed impossible to say nothing in this moment. "You're welcome," he said in a low voice, attempting to conceal his natural one. She was far too close, for she worked in the castle. And while he had not conversed with her much in the past, he did not want to risk exposure. "You should go." This time, his urge for her to leave not so nonverbal. The guards would wake up soon enough and more may join them. She had evaded capture but even being seen with him, could upset the king for Arthur knew how his father felt about affiliation with a man who helped those with magic. And yet, hearing that there was a child involved . . . it made Arthur's heart swell and ache at the same time. Relief that they were safe. Sadness, at the fact that they had to flee their home.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 21, 2019 18:50:35 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur was very meticulous with each stroke of the sword. While his knights were trained to fight and potentially kill an enemy, Arthur could not fight back in such a way. He had to ensure that no blow was mortal for his intention was not to seriously harm the men he called brothers. They were simply carrying out the orders of the king, and he hated that he had to practically knock them out for doing their duty in their sworn allegiance to the crown. Never the less, lives were at stake. The helmet he wore and his concealed identity, giving him the freedom and confidence to stand against the laws. The irony. But not one he would delve deep into contemplation about at this current moments. Instead, he moved his sword carefully, using the hilt to render the men unconscious, or causing them to land on the ground hard enough for it to do the deed for him.
Once each man was on the ground, Arthur just watched them for a few moments to ensure they were down, before turning to face the stranger, wondering why she had not fled with the other two. Only, when he looked at her, she wasn't a stranger at all. Guinevère. Or Gwen. He knew he and didn't at the same time. He hardly spoke to her, but he did know that she was Morgana's maid, and dear friend. Well . . . this just took an unexpected turn. She thanked him, and Arthur had to keep from the surprise of seeing her. Had Morgana put her up to this? Arthur knew he could not ask such things. Hell, he didn't even speak when under the guise of the Black Knight. Instead, he just lowered his head in a nod, and raised his gloved hand, pointing to the direction back to the inner city. A nonverbal prompt for her to return home in case more guards came, to ensure she was not caught.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 21, 2019 16:59:58 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur never ventured into the city as the Black Knight without provisions. More and more people were fleeing the city out of fear of their fate. And it broke the Prince's heart. To see the people, his people living in such a state. They were meant to protect them. To make sure they felt safe. And instead, everyone was living in constant fear. Arthur only wished he could do more. He wished he could put a stop to the killing; the executions. The imprisonment. Everything. But alas, until he could convince his father otherwise, this was all he could offer. Making his way out in the dark night, he used the shadows to help him move. Watching. Waiting. And it didn't take long until he heard the guards. "You there! Halt!" They demanded. It immediately grasped Arthur's attention. His knowledge of the city helped him move quickly, knowing every single inch of it. Each corner. Each shortcut. Each advantage.
Those being pursued were not far from the gates, but they could not make it. From what he could see if the figures, there was a young child involved. The guards were closing in, and Arthur managed to intervene just in the nick of time, cutting them off to place himself between the guards, and those they were chasing. All they needed was a distraction to make a clear getaway. Relieving himself of some of the baggage, Arthur tossed a small bag toward the man. Inside, was a blanket, a pouch of coins, and food that would last a couple days journey.
He had done this enough times to know what people would require. But he also had to be careful to not make it too obvious by the riches he could share. So minimal offerings was all he could give. He nodded with his head for them to go, before turning his attention towards the guards. His knowledge of the city was only the beginning. For he also held knowledge of each knight. Their strengths. Their weaknesses. He had after all trained them. Not getting a good look at the faces of those being chased, he only hoped the three figures would soon disappear before more guards came.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 21, 2019 14:48:36 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Being a bystander was almost as bad as giving the order yourself. Especially when the person giving the order, just happened to be your father. Losing Ygraine had been hard on both living Pendragons. A husband mourned for his wife. A son mourned for his mother. And a kingdom mourned for its queen. But the effect that it had on the king, was what truly brought Arthur out of his state of mourning. Perhaps he would never stop, for he would never cease to miss her. But . . . Camelot had entered a time of peril. The king, blinded by devastation, blamed magic for the queen's death and thus, hunted down all those who practised it, or were even accused of practising it. Arthur had tried to talk him out of the slaughter of so many innocents, but the king would not have it. And Arthur could see that the more he tried to reason with him, the further his father slipped away.
He was unsure how long he would be able to witness such things, refusing to carry out orders yet it made it no easier for his men to do so. Arthur felt as if he had no choice . . . but it was the sudden discovery of someone very near and dear to him, that made him fully realize that he could no longer idly witness these acts. Morgana had magic, and once the shock subsided, the fear sunk in. He did not tell her he knew, and he feared his father's reaction upon discovery. He believed that the king loved his ward as if it was his very own daughter, but his hatred of magic blinded him to all else. It caused him fail to see reason. It placed Camelot in a state of fear. And thus . . . from all this, The Black Knight was born.
Arthur had seen his failures in saving the people as their prince, but perhaps, he could do so anonymously. With inside information, each night, he ventured out in the city and countryside to warn others. To get them to safety, any of the accused whether magic users or not. They were innocent until proven guilty of committing actual criminal acts. It was difficult however, not only in remaining uncaught, but also . . . in directly defying his father. He loved him, but he also knew that this was not him and he could only hope, only pray that one day . . . his father would see that killing countless people, would not bring Ygraine back.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Apr 17, 2019 20:22:21 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT That much was true. A kingdom could not forever mourn its sovereign. Just as when Uther died the kingdom had moved on, Arthur expected the same when it came to his passing. Yet, hearing how she mourned for him as a wife . . . made his heart ache. The knowledge of having left her; years of promises to only give her a few years in return. The ache only growing stronger when she spoke of a life she had wanted with him. A future that would hold the promise of so many years. Their time had been cut so short, and he had to believe that he hadn't returned, only to remain for a short time. That this was fate rectified its cruelty to separating them in what seemed like a permanent nature. With her hands reaching for his to hold, he held hers in return, looking deeply into her eyes as he envisioned all she spoke of.
"I want that too," he told her in a quiet voice, though thick with sincerity. They had tried for years to have children, yet it was not meant to be. Then at least. Perhaps now, was truly a second chance. "I want all that you said. A life together. A future together." He stepped closer to her so that he could wrap his arms around her. He had never taken a second for a granted after all it took them to be together, yet he often thought back on all those moments where he could have done more. Such thoughts rested on his mind when he knew he was dying. "Perhaps this is truly our second chance, Guinevère. A chance to grow old together. And . . . " He paused for a moment, a small, soft smile forming on his lips.
If he was not here for as long as he liked, then he hoped he could at least leave her with more joy in this world. "A chance to bring a child into this world." A baby. Their baby. A symbol of their love for one another. Had Merlin not told him before, Arthur would have held onto the hope that she could at least be a mother where he had left her as a widow. "Perhaps, we can have a lifetime after all." The hope of it easing the pain of what they had lost. Hope was certainly a dangerous thing to hold on to but he had to keep a strong hold of it. Whatever affairs of the kingdom that needed to be addressed, would be dealt with later. Right now, he was her husband, not a king. As it once was. As it so often had been.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 31, 2019 11:40:54 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Yes. He should as well. Though he knew full well sleep should not come so easily when on watch, he could not help but feel . . . relaxed. Perhaps more than he had in weeks. Perhaps, for the first time since his village was attacked. The irony, considering he was lying in the same room as the wife of the man who killed his mother. He took one of the pillows on the floor and tucked it behind his head, against the wall so that he was seated up right, still near the fire. He shouldn't sleep, and yet his eyes felt heavy.
After their vigorous actions, the soothing sensation of the bath, and the warm heat from the fire . . . it all was lulling him to sleep, despite his mind telling him to stay awake. He did not know what she planned, what games she was playing with him but . . . he well knew that if she intended to kill him, this would not be the time she would strike. It would be most wise, to wait for her husband to return. To expose him and all that he had done. Arthur waited for it. He took a slow breath, knowing that there would not be many more nights like this. For when Helios returned . . . Arthur would either kill him or be killed. "Good night, Guinevère."
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 31, 2019 10:14:02 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Yes. It did matter little. It shouldn't matter at all. The man he was before was not the man he was now and it was best to remember that. Yet the fact that she had asked at all . . . was making this, all this, far more personal than it should be. Perhaps that was why the silence lingered, and no longer did they have the same air of taunting between them. Though Arthur knew that surely, this would not last for long. He was ordered to keep watch of her for the duration of the night. Whatever else the night had in store -- apart from what they had already done, multiple times -- Arthur knew the expectation was to remain in the room. With her.
She told him to dry his pants and he went over to them, taking hold of his trousers. It was odd, that he feel so . . . exposed, despite the lack of shame of being completely naked in front of her. But right now, he felt more exposed and vulnerable than ever before. So instead, he pulled his trousers on, removing the towel, and letting both the towel and his shirt dry in front of the fire as he sat where she had moved from. "My shirt needs more drying," he told her, not wanting to get into the reason of wanting to keep his pants on. "You should sleep." It was late, and he hoped that it would divert any further conversation about . . . well, personal information about one another. Keep him from asking and keep him from answering.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 21:32:08 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT While Arthur knew he should feel glad, relieved, that she got up before this dangerously calm moment lingered any further . . . but he wasn't. He didn't feel either of those things. Only the loss of her warmth. He nearly told her not to move but as she shifted and rose, his hands fell limply from her back, and retook their primarily position of spanning along the rim of the tub as he continued to rest his back against it. He dare no look at her as she moved around, knowing his gaze could betray this . . . persona he strove to feign. This, idea that he was to serve Helios. That he was nothing more than his warrior. That was all he could ever be . . . to her. The objective was to kill Helios, not create ties with his wife. Arthur closed his eyes taking a slow breath as if trying to let the water wash away any trace of humanity.
All that he had done, all that he had failed in doing . . . it made his inhumane. A man without honour. And without honour, he was nothing. But his eyes opened when he felt something hit the water. The gift. It was a necklace. He had seen the chain peeking out when he had first handed it to her. He then heard her question, even if she could perhaps not see him. His jaw clenched, trying to conceal any other physical sign of the way it made him stiffen. "What does it matter?" He asked in return, eyeing the package. What did it matter for all she knew, he would be dead when Helios returned and found out about what he had done. Wasn't that the whole point of this? Reaching for the package he tossed it out of the tub, towards her but not near her.
"I don't think the colour suits me," he joked, referring to whatever colour the stone within the pendant was. Realizing he couldn't just, sit in here for much longer, Arthur too rose to his feet, reaching for the nearby towel that had been brought up with the back and stepping out of the tub, quickly dried himself off, dying the towel around his waist to cover his lower region, before proceeding to gather the rest of his clothing. His answer had been laconic, and well, hadn't been an answer at all. "That was certainly a good first bath," he said, trying to bring the subject back to whatever physical release they had found in one another. Anything else seemed too, dangerous . . . including silence.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 20:54:14 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT The tone and manner of her words were . . . different. They were not full of demand in reminder of rank within this place. Her words held more of a tone of . . . encouragement -- dare he say. But yes. That was what it sounded like. Words of encouragement, rather than demand or an order. It was unsettling, only because of the fact that he liked it. Her hand onh is cheek was another welcome touch, even though it shouldn't be. This was too . . . soft. Too casual. Too, sensual. The actions between them were meant to have that underlying tone of aggression; one that served as a reminder of who they were. Who they had become. But none of this registered in Arthur's mind.
He was far too focused on the feeling of her body trembling as she climaxed, and the way she now whispered against his ear before crying out . . . and then telling him to do it. That was enough to push him over the edge and he thrust only a couple more times before letting out a grunt of pleasure as he released himself deep inside of her, chest heaving and breath shortened from the vigor of their actions.
He continued to thrust, pumping his seed inside of her before he slowed to a halt. Leaning back against the wall of the tub, his hands still on her back, still around her as he moved her with him so not to break their positions. So not to break the contact. He just closed his eyes, basking in the euphoric bliss and knowing, that in this moment of pure ecstasy . . . he could be vulnerable to her. But even the thought in his mind, did not cause him to open his eyes. He was too, relaxed. Too, at ease. Too . . . serene.
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Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur was learning her body, and while he knew he shouldn't -- or that he should at least use that to his advantage somehow, he instead only used this knowledge to further pleasure her. To learn what she liked, how she liked it, when she orgasmed. Arthur didn't know when the lines had blurred between using her against Helios, and simply . . . laying with her. As if this was their lives. As if neither held any ulterior motive. It was so easy to forget, especially in moments like these. Especially when she moaned his name. And he found himself enjoying the way she said it. He shouldn't. His name should not be of any relevance, yet in the pleasured way it escaped her, Arthur found himself dangerously longing to hear it again. And again. And again.
He could feel the wetness from her seep, able to tell the difference between the bath water and her liquid, and it only encouraged him to move deeper. Stronger. Not necessarily in the same frenzied way he had taken her on the bed and table. He should be doing it like that. He should continue to mark her, if only to remind himself why he was doing this all. But instead, his mind was hazed over with pleasure and need. And it spurred him on. Thrusting inside of her, against, and again, his hands holding her against him, his lips still pressed against her ear as breathy grunts emitted from it, and it was not long until his cock began to throb, indicating what was soon to come.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 19:14:04 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur's hand moved with hers to her lips, his eyes locking with Guinevère's as she tasted him . . . or well, tasted herself. She shifted up and then sunk down onto him; into him. Arthur let out a heavy breath of pleasure, mixed with a groan as he settled comfortably into her. He paused for only a moment, basking in the shifted positions before he pushed his hips forward. The feeling of being inside of her, mixed with the soothing water created a new -- incredible -- sensation that he could only continue to bask in.
He pushed his hips forward again, the movement causing the water to slosh with their actions. He wrapped his arms around her body, his hands spanning against her back, before he thrust again, and again. He didn't fail to notice that she did not answer his questions, and that left him curious. But not enough to completely break the moment. Only to continue to tease. Moving his thrusts into a steady rhythm, he pressed his lips against her ear. "Does this feel like being with a man who has inexperience?" He asked her, somewhat rhetorically.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 18:03:27 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Teach him. The intrigue only grew at her words, and her next question caused that frequent expression to form -- or remain perhaps -- when she questioned the possibility of him being her first. A hypothetical, for she was not. "What if you were," he teased, toying with the idea though it wasn't entirely true.
"Would it please you to know that I was not with another?" He asked with the same taunting voice. Though, any further teasing was silenced when her lips found his, her hand falling to his cock as she began stroking him. Arthur sharply inhaled at the pleasure of her touch, his hands moving to rest on her thighs before one hand slid up her back. Coaxing her mouth open with his own, he deepened the kiss, body stirred with pleasure and need though he forced himself to remain composed . . . as well as he could in this moment anyway.
Biting her lip, he eased out of the kiss, slightly breathless and rested his forehead against hers. His hand on her leg slid closer to her core. "I need no instruction," he told her, fingers caressing the outer fold of her skin. "Only clarification." His lips kissed hers deeply once more before pulling apart, as his fingers toyed with the sensitive region. "As to whether you are wet from the bath, or from need." And with his words, slipped a finger inside of her, returning the favour of how her hand moved along him.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 16:08:04 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur felt her pause and start to shift herself so that she was facing him, rather than facing away. Her question then brought to his attention what he had said. What he had revealed. While it was easy to assume that he was from a less privileged background -- as many of those here were -- to reveal something, to share something about one's past, was too . . . personal. Arthur hadn't intended to but that was what had come out in the over eased circumstance of being far too relaxed. He needed to raise his guard again and not share too much.
Who knows what she could use against him. Though in this instance, she used it to tease him. Relieved for the distraction, he could play along with this. He needed to play along. "Inexperienced?" He repeated, teasing disapproval -- though not entirely -- and a slightly raised eyebrow and the word. "You think me, inexperienced?" He knew what she meant, but he played along by referring meaning to a more general sense. With her facing him, his hand fell between them, his thumb moving along her core without slipping inside. "What could you possibly teach me that I do not already know?" He asked, a taunting challenge in his voice for . . . he was intrigued. And it was easier to focus on the physical rather than any emotional conversation.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 15:41:34 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur didn't fail to read her body language. The way her hands moved towards him, the way she opened up her body. Things were shifting between them yet he had to keep reminding himself . . . this was how she was with all the others. And, he didn't even know how many there were, but there were indeed others. He had told himself he would not fall into her trap and he had, yet he would not be a complete victim unless he fully relinquished control of the situation. He was still of his own mind. Somewhat. Yet even still, even in his determination, the words were coming out with over thinking.
Another scoff of breath escaped him when she told him that he made the mess, and he would clean it; words following a nip of her neck which only made him return the favor, lightly nipping at her neck. The marks he left still prominent enough to be seen, despite her darker colored skin. "Do not expect me to do all the work," he told her in between kissed, his hand still upon her breast, giving it a squeeze, and his hands still between her legs, moving up and down in repeated motions. "As this is my first bath, I fully intend to relax, and soak in its pleasures." Another playful remark, teasingly dismissing the idea of 'working' in it. Though they both knew that such kind of work, brought pleasure to them.
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Post by Arthur Pendragon on Mar 30, 2019 14:24:27 GMT -5
Tag: Guinevère Note: Better layout coming soon! for the love OF CAMELOT Arthur was basking in the full enjoyment of these new sensations. Not only Guinevère, but the bath. Being partly submerged in the hot water that soothed every muscle and inch of his body that it touched. So this is what it felt like, to have such privileges. He watched her sink onto his lap, pressing her back against his chest and it only added to the warm sensation that coursed through them. This felt oddly, casually. Strangely domestic. But he knew that he could not delve deeper into it nor question it. He had no desire to spoil the mood. "I'm starting to remember . . . " He said teasingly, a smirk on his face though lighter than the ones that held more intense taunting.
He took in a slow inhalation of breath, her hips moving against his cock causing him to sit up a bit more, the gentle sloshing of the water until it stopped. Once again, he did not question it, for he knew that that would most certainly come later. Instead, she told him to clean her, since it was her bath and guided his hand to her breast. He scoffed, though did not protest. His hand that was now filled with her massaging her, while his other slid down to her leg, caressing his skin before moving to her inner thigh. His head tilted towards her neck, kissing along the bottom of it, trailing to her shoulder where he could reach from this angle. "Just my hands?" He teased, his hand on her inner thigh rubbing slowly stroking and rubbing the skin, knowing that his seed was stained upon her flesh.
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