Less Thoughts, More Love
My take on the private talk between Guy & Marian during series 2 episode 8.

What I'm sure all of us Guy/Marian fans wanted to happen.

Disclaimer
Sadly i do not own either BBC Robin Hood or anything else from the series. Made just for fun, not profit.

Rated M just to be safe.

Before my feet touched the top stone step Guy was already walking off.

I took the chance to briefly glance back at Robin.

I had nothing to worry about, didn't I?

He was in safe hands, whether I liked Carter or not was beside the point.

I did not know him well enough to suddenly put all my trust in him.

But above all things the gang were beside him.

I found them trustworthy and I knew them, Which helped a lot.

Pushing all thoughts of them aside I began to follow Guys lead.

I found my eyes dropping from his leather clad back to his perfectly formed buttocks.

It was not long before he stopped in front of a door.

Luckily I snapped out of my daze to avoid bumping into him.

How on earth would I explain that to him ?

'Come on Marian, get it together'

Slowly Guy pushed the door open and stepped aside, gesturing for me to enter first.

I softly muttered a thank you before walking past him Into what was an empty room.

Seeing the step in front of me I quickly stepped up, away from the door.

so Guy would be able to enter himself.

The butterflies began to flutter within me at the thought of his buttocks.

'No this is not how ladies behave'

I was telling myself.

Distance was needed between us, perhaps that would stop the butterflies.

So I hurried to the other side of the room.

Guy only just entered.

Looking at his expression as his hand remained on the open door, I would guess it was of slight dread of this conversation to come.

And I think I was to join him in that at least.

Now we were alone with each other, What was I to say?

Maybe some polite conversation above the weather?

No after recent events we were past that.

'Perhaps the truth?'

My inner thoughts interrupted

No lies?

Guy took as small moment to exhale a breath before closing the door.

Stepping up onto the platform, as if he dared not step any closer.

Thankfully Guy was the one to break the silence that surrounded us.

"I received.."

His eyes then for the first time in that room met mine and my thoughts had stopped.

"..your letter, I was about to come and visit you"

Even after my letter he still wanted to see me.

That thought made me smile on the inside.

If only I was in Kirklees abbey, I might be able to sort out my mixed emotions.

"I asked to be left alone and still you were coming to see me."

'You know he would of'

With a brief shake of his head and exhale of breath he replied warmly.

"You knew I would"

I looked down, away from his eyes.

'Told you'

My inner thoughts muttered triumphantly.

"Yes.."

I muttered softly.

"And that's why I came."

I met his gaze again.

"To ask you to..please leave me be."

He sighed slowly as my name softly left his mouth.

Oh why did you have to say my name like that?

'You like it'

"Do you seriously…"

He decided to slowly dissolve the long distance between us by walking towards me.

With each stride he took closer to me, my heart seemed to thunder louder.

"Expect me to believe.."

Luckily for me we had at least two steps distance now so I could steady my heartbeat.

Or at least try to.

"…That you have given yourself to God?"

Again I looked away from him as a soft huff left my lips before quickly replying.

"Trust me I haven't given myself to anybody.."

My eyes again met his

"..not yet"

Oh why did I say that ?

I began to slowly turn away from him when I felt his hand softly grasp my upper arm.

"Good. Because until you do.."

His hand slowly let go of my arm and as it did.

I felt the warmth that came with it begin to fade.

Uncontrollably in hope of finding that warmth again I turned my head slightly, meeting his gaze once more.

"…I will always believe there is a chance for you and me."

I found it.

'You like him, admit it'

Snap out of it Marian.

"I need to think."

I managed to mutter before turning myself away from him and his precious gaze.

"Stop thinking"

He said softly while not taking his eyes away from me.

I huffed slightly, as if it was just that simple to stop thinking.

Especially the things I'm thinking of.

'Running your hands down his bare chest'

"Come home to me"

He cried.

Home to him?

He was the one to burn your own home down.

I whirled back to face him

"How can you speak of a home when it was you who burnt my own home to the ground ?"

My words had stung him, for the pain showed in his eyes.

He turned his back to me as my name left his lips with a heavy sigh.

Taking a step or two away from me.

Silence again kept us company, until Guys slightly shaky intake of breath overlapped it.

As he turned back slightly to face me, yet his eyes remained on the floor beneath him.

Almost like he wouldn't dare to look at me.

"If I could take that back….if I could show.."

He finally found the courage it seemed to look me in the eyes as he carried on.

"-you the side of me that wants to build a home. Not burn it down."

"I've seen it"

"Then why do you reject it!"

He distressingly cried.

I sighed sadly.

"Because you always have your armour on"

"My armour?"

He asked puzzled.

"Yes, your leather armour.."

Again I sighed sadly.

"My jacket ? Well if that's the trouble I will just take it off"

He joked, much to my annoyance.

"Please.."

Guy fell silent.

"..I wanted to get close to you, but I felt every time I got near you wouldn't let me in."

Guy closed the distance between us, gently resting his hands on my upper arms.

Causing my butterflies to return and flutter rapidly again.

"I do not know much about love, I may fail at trying to sweep you off your feet or not know where to stand for our own wedding.

But what I do know is that with you not here, I can't think straight or focus on anything else."

He paused for a small moment as we feasted on each others eyes.

"I thought that I might never see you again,

I thought I might never.."

"What?"

I said softly

A soft sigh left his mouth as he whispered softly

"..kiss you"

Ever so slowly he brought his lips to mine.

My eyes fell shut at the contact.

I didn't pull away, I didn't want to.

The kiss was brief much to my dismay.

But when I opened my eyes I was greeted by his.

My hands left my sides as if they were on there own mission.

Slowly trailing up his chest, brushing slightly against his neck to softly cup his cheeks.

No words needed to be said between us, for our eyes simply said it all.

I brought his face back down towards me where our lips again joined.

Only this time it was passionately.

His strong arms wrapped themselves around my waist.

Pulling me against his hard leathered body.

Never had I felt so alive, his kisses overwhelmed me completely.

Had I known this perhaps things would have been different between us.

I craved more, more kisses and caresses.

My wish was soon to be granted.

When his lips left mine I moaned a little at the loss of contact.

Only to then feel his lips against my jawline.

Trailing tenderly down my neck, Low moans fell from my lips as my hands slipped into his black mane.

Lightly brushing my fingertips against his scalp.

Causing Guy to moan against my now damp skin.

"Oh my love.."

When those words softly left my mouth Guy stopped.

Our eyes searched each others for a sign of regret.

There wasn't any.

Instead clearly nothing but happiness was shown in them.

Until we both soon snapped back to reality and turned our attentions to the figure standing in the doorway.

End or is it ?