Heartbreaker
Everything about him was enchanting: the way he smiled, the swoosh in his hair, the way he inclined towards someone when speaking. Resisting Gwaine's charms was a never-ending trial; fending off his constant inquiries and flattering lines a constant hardship.
Maybe it would be better to stay away – but, of course, that was one of those things easier said than done: the man was magnetic, attracting eyes and sighs, words and moves, trapping one inside their own emotions, luring them into mischief or honor according to his will.
It was no wonder that the hearts of Camelot belonged to him.