AN: Hmm, should I really be using a beloved children's fairy tale to create a potentially M-rated situation? Meh, why not. Probably should regret this, I do not. Putting this as M just to be safe.
Arthur was never really one for Halloween. Naturally as a child he loved the idea of getting free sweets and spooked silly by ghost stories. However when he reached his teen years the novelty of Halloween and worn off and he just seen it as a childish holiday and the extent of his Halloween celebrations went as far as either watching horror movies or giving some sweets to whatever children came to his door. His friends however all loved Halloween and had decided to dress up, go out and celebrate whilst Arthur decided to stay in and watch some scary movies. He had just finished watching Nightmare on Elm Street and was about to go to sleep when he heard someone knocking on the door.
Arthur frowned slightly as he sat up in bed and looked at his shut bedroom door. It was half one, too early for the others to come back but he hadn't heard anyone breaking into the house. Arthur debated on what to do as the knocking sounded again before his bedroom door opened and he stared at who was in the doorway.
'That's a blow to the childhood.' Arthur thought to himself as he looked at his girlfriend who was standing coyly in the doorway in her Halloween costume, a supposedly 'naughty' version of a fairy tale character and not her usual style of Halloween costume. Gwen usually was more of a traditionalist when it came to Halloween costumes. Yet as Arthur could see the short skirt of her dress emerging from the hem of the red hooded cloak that was draped around her shoulders and since all the blood in his body when rushing downwards; he had no complaints. Gwen smiled at Arthur as she walked into the room and saw him swallow slightly.
"Oh Arthur, what big eyes you have," Gwen teased slightly as she approached Arthur's bed. Arthur raised an eyebrow at her before realising what the game was and decided to play along. If Gwen wanted to be Little Red Riding Hood then he was fine with being the Big Bad Wolf.
"All the better to see you with Guinevere," Arthur replied smoothly as he racked his eyes over her body and costume. The tight low cut red dress, the white knee-high socks and red heels with the red cloak which left little to the imagination was perfectly alright with him.
Gwen's smile widened as she took Arthur's hands in her own. "Oh Arthur what big hands you have," Gwen commented as Arthur took his hands away and pulled her closer to him.
"All the better to touch you with Guinevere," Arthur murmured as he allowed his hands to wander over her freely while Gwen did the same, pulling back his blankets in order to get to the hardness in his trousers.
"Oh Arthur, look how big you are," Gwen teased as Arthur pulled her on top of him so that she was straddling him.
"All the better to please you with Guinevere," Arthur replied as he kissed her.
The next morning Arthur woke up to see Gwen curled around him and all of their clothing was scattered around his room, except for the red cloak that Gwen still had draped around her shoulders. As he lay back down and wrapped his arm around the still sleeping Gwen, Arthur smiled to himself.
Maybe Halloween wasn't all that bad after all.