Right so I just wrote this for a bit of fun, I'm not the best writer and I'm sure it'll show but hey, I like to write so here is a lil story.

The rating for now is T, though I may increase it to an M rating in later chapters.

Chapter One

Marian felt intoxicated by his closeness, it was as if she had been cast under an enchantment the moment she entered the room. Behind him the fire was blazing casting a warm orange glow across the bare plains of his chest, sending shadows and highlights dancing over his torso, displaying fully his impressive physique. Marian's mouth felt dry. He was close, tantalizingly close. The heat from his skin radiated onto hers making her body tingle. She had to remember her reason for coming here. She searched her mind for the right words to say, any words, but she could not think straight. Her mind was shouting to run away and never look back but the desire within her had taken a strong foothold, subduing her rational mind and driving her forward.

"Guy I…." Marian whispered, taking a step closer to him. The change in his breathing was clearly visible as she raised her hand to touch his chest. Her hand felt like it was moving of its own accord, she couldn't stop herself and she knew she didn't want to stop. The overwhelming want, the all-consuming need to feel him under her touch was too powerful.

Her fingers ghosted over his skin. Guy's breaths now came in sharp and fast. Marian smiled, transfixed by the rise and fall of his chest and the reaction a mere touch of her hand could elicit from him. This dark and menacing black knight was under her spell, the power enthralled her, encouraging her to feel more.

Slowly she raised her other hand to join the other on his chest. Moving her hands across the expanse of his skin she delighted in the feel of him beneath her fingertips. She had expected him to be rough skinned to match his exterior, but he was soft, delectably soft, his skin was like silk. Marian's heart began to race as the desire within her increased, this wasn't enough, she needed more.

"Marian, what are you doing?" Guy rasped.

"Sssh… Don't speak… Just… Just let me feel." Stepping forward she closed the space between them lightly pressing her body against his. Closing her eyes now she ran her hands over his strong shoulders and down his back, his muscles tensing in the wake of her touch. Guy struggled to control his breathing, almost panting now, unable to move so shocked was he by Marian's boldness.

"Marian.."

"Ssssh.." she hushed him, pulling herself even closer. Standing on her tip-toes her lips caress up his neck, tasting him and inhaling his scent. Musk and leather, that scent so entirely him it was intoxicating making her desire burn even hotter.

Finally she looked at him; Guy stood eyes closed mouth slightly agape his breathing fast and heavy. His tongue darted out to lick his lips and what remained of Marian's self-control crumbled. Running her hands up his back she entangled them in is dark locks and pulled his face down to meet hers.

Guy's reaction was instantaneous and fevered. He claimed her lips hungrily, wrapping his arms around her slim waist and crushing her against his hard body. Marian moaned as their tongues collided sending chills of lust through her body igniting her core. Lightly dragging her nails down his back she grabbed his perfectly formed rear pulling him even more intimately against her body. Never has she felt such a need to be close to someone and even though their bodies were pressed hard against one another it just wasn't close enough.

Guy's moan was audible as she ground her hips against his. Lifting her up, Marian instinctively wrapped her legs about his waist, never breaking the kiss, he backed her hard against the wall, kissing and biting down her neck.

"Marian do you want me to stop?" he looked into her eyes, his own burning with passion and desire.

"Never !" She moaned pulling his lips back to hers as his hand slid up her thigh.

Marian startled awake bolting upright in her bed, her heart was pounding within her chest. She lay frozen. "What was that?!" She thought in horror and utter shock at what her imagination had conjured up. Groaning she rolled over and buried her head in her pillow.

"How could I have dreamed such an inappropriate dream?! And about Guy? What has come over me?" Marian blushed as she recalled scenes from her alarmingly vivid dream. She was angry with herself, angry with her brain for allowing her to concoct such a dream.

Sighing bitterly she slid out of bed, the cold stone beneath her feet waking her from her dreamy haze. Walking to the window she looked out across the Nottingham countryside. The sun was not yet up but its arrival was fast approaching. The eastern sky was a mix of blues, pinks, reds and orange and there was not a cloud to be seen in the sky. The clearness of the sky was a vast contrast against the troubles in her mind.

Her actual trip to see Guy most definitely did not turn out as her dream. The intentions for her visit were to try and heal the hurts between them and find a way to rebuild their friendship. No matter how she hated to admit it, Guy's coldness and silence towards her was not so easy to bare and she found herself deeply affected by it. In a strange way she missed talking to him, missed their odd little run-ins with one another. He was her only friend in the castle and now she was alone.

Marian sighed as she recalled their last meeting. When she entered Locksley her resolve was strong, she was determined to mend their friendship or at least find a way to be civil to one another. However, that resolve did not last long as she beheld Guy standing bare-chested by the fire, muscles tensing and relaxing as he fixed his armour in place. How was she meant to concentrate with him in such a state? She knew he was strongly built from the way he held himself, but never would she have imagined him to look so magnificent! She cringed inwardly at how she had lifted her hand to his chest to do, she knew not what. But Guy had taken it then, enveloping it in his much larger hand, caressing the skin on the back of her hand sending chills down her spine.

Though she was angry at Robin for spying on her, she was glad of it for she refused to think about what would have happened if they weren't interrupted. Well, it seemed her mind did the thinking for her. "Traitorous brain" She mumbled.

The trip in the end was not successful and they parted on bitter words with any chance of reconciliation seemingly out of reach.

The scenes of her dream flashed in her mind, Guy's lips leaving a trail of fire across her skin, the noises her touch elicited from him. "NO! Stop thinking about it, stop thinking about him!"

She was frustrated; frustrated with herself for thinking of him in such a way, but she also felt a new kind of frustration, one she has not felt before.

Never before has she had such a dream as this, not even about Robin.

"Oh Robin." She despaired. A bitter feeling of betrayal stabbed at her. In that one dream she felt that she had betrayed their entire relationship. Why has she never had such a dream about Robin? Did she not desire him in the same way that she desires Guy?

"What am I saying? I don't desire Guy at all. I do not like him and never have; I want Robin and no one else." Even in her mind the conviction of her words was weak.

Guy was attractive, strikingly so and Marian wasn't afraid to admit it to herself, she just didn't understand why she was so, as Robin would say, stirred by him.

Kissing Robin was sweet and familiar and she loved him, she really did, but why does she not feel the same passion as she did with Guy in her dreams? Guilt began to eat away at her.

"Oh don't be so ridiculous" She mentally slapped herself. "It was just a dream, it would probably never be like that with Guy in reality. It's just lust, foolish lust." Marian found her mind wondering what it would be like with Guy. Would his skin feel as soft? Would his lips really make her feel like she was on fire?

"Oh god!" She exclaimed dropping her head into her hands. "I need to get out of this castle and talk to someone, talk to anyone so that I'm not left alone with my traitorous imagination."

"Eve! I will visit her today, but how will I get rid of my guard? Oh yes, easily because they're dreadful." She laughed to herself; perhaps they'd be better at what they did if they were treated decently. Eve was a local healer of sorts, a good friend of Matilda and very wise, she always had people flocking to her for advice. It would be nice to have a woman to talk to for a while as she was always surrounded by men. If only she had more time to see and speak with Djack, maybe she could go and see her? But she'd never be able to sneak fully out of the castle and if her attempt at escape was foiled it would only cause her father more harm. Eve it was then.

Donning a dress with as little colour as possible so that she would not stand out in a crowd, she quickly got ready to sneak out. Opening her chamber door slightly she peeked outside; her guard was asleep outside, no surprise there. She was proud at how light footed she could be when sneaking and at times like this grateful for her skill.

The castle was still very quiet, only a few servants were up and about preparing for the days tasks. Sneaking out would not be difficult; her biggest challenge was getting through the castles courtyard. It was a large open space and usually had a handful of guards present; her only chance was that it being so early it would not be heavily guarded. Once she had escaped the courtyard it would be easy to disappear, she knew every shortcut and all the best places to hide.

Standing in an alcove just off the courtyard she slowly peaked around the corner. The coast was clear, there were only two guards near the portcullis and not surprisingly they were asleep. No wonder Robin and his gang found it so easy to sneak into the castle. The sun was now up and it was already starting to get hot, the summer has been unusually warm this year to the point of discomfort. The people of Nottingham were already up getting their market stalls ready for the day, disappearing into the town would be all the easier now.

It was now of never, the guards would wake soon from the racket of the market and then she may have to find another way out.

"And where do you think you're going? Where is your guard?" Marian halted in her tracks, that voice, that unmistakably deep raspy voice was the voice she really didn't want to hear today. She would have preferred the sheriff. Why did he have to find her? She didn't want to face him today, she was too embarrassed after her dream, and how was she meant to look him in the face after thinking such things about him?

"Marian?" Guy said, more assertively now. "Where is your guard?"

Spinning around to face him Marian bit the arrow and looked him in the eyes. His ice blue eyes were bloodshot and rimmed with dark circles, he looked utterly exhausted and Marian was surprised to find that she cared. There was a sort of friendship between them before their failed wedding, so it was only normal that she would feel something for him, it was just normal friendly sympathy.

"…. Marian?" he asked a little awkwardly. Marian had not realised that she has been staring silently at him all this time. "Your guard?"

"Oh… em.. he was sleeping so peacefully I couldn't bare to wake him."

Rolling his eyes at his guard's lack of duty Guy crossed his arms defensively across his chest.

"Marian, you are under house arrest and that means you stay in the castle and anywhere you go here you must be accompanied by your guard. Who knows what mischief you're plotting." He said almost bitterly, a look of resentment crossing his eyes.

"I'm not plotting anything Guy." She said flatly crossing her arms across her chest matching Guy's stance.

"Is that so? Then why were you sneaking out of the castle hm?" He asked stepping forward trying to use his height to intimidate her.

"I wasn't sneaking!" He raised his eyebrows knowingly at her. "Okay I was sneaking, I just needed to see the doctor and didn't want my guard with me." She finished averting her eyes from his.

Concern quickly flashed into Guy's eyes, dropping his arms to his side he stepped closer.

"Are you unwell?" Marian could see that he was trying to school his concern, trying to show that he didn't care anymore, but his eyes gave it away. Those light blue orbs always conveyed so much.

"No, well not no, I just.. you see.." Stumbling over her words she averted her eyes once again.

"Oh lord, what am I to say?! I'm going because I had a highly sexual dream about you and I need the doctor to hit me with a mallet and knock some sense into me?!" She mentally panicked.

"Marian, are you lying to me again?" The concern gone he re-crossed his arms tight across his chest.

"No, I just…I.."

"Marian!" he said sternly, running a hand over his tired eyes in frustration and flicking his tongue out to wet his lips.

Marian stared at his lips. The image of him doing the same gesture in her dream flashed into her mind. The way they slightly glistened made them appear irresistible and soft… made her want to taste them, feel them move across her skin.

"Oh god!" Marian blushed crimson at her thoughts. She looked up to his eyes and blushed even more as she realised she had been staring at his lips the entire time and he had noticed. He had an odd unreadable expression on his face.

"Say something! Say anything!" Composing herself slightly she decided to use an excuse that makes every man feel uncomfortable.

"The reason I'm going to the doctor is for a.. womanly problem Guy…and I didn't want my guard there." She looked into his eyes more confidently now and sure as day the reason did the trick.

"Oh..OH… Right.. em… right!" he said awkwardly scratching his head. "Well just come back straight after, I'll send a Guard to make sure you return." He nodded looking down.

"Okay, thank you Guy." She smiled amused at his awkwardness.

With a sharp nod he turned and left. Marian watched as he walked away and admired how well the leather he wore fit. It was so tight against his body, perfectly showing off his shapely…"Have you gone completely insane Marian?! Control yourself…"

"I'm in trouble." She sighed as she, practically at a run, exited the castle.

A/N: Hope you like it, I'll update as soon as I can.