Gwen never knew Arthur's lips could taste so good. She sucked on his pouty lower lip and sighed as she ran her tongue over it. One of his hands made its way to her dark curly hair, the other still positioned on the small of her back. She threw her own arms around Arthur's neck, trying to get as close to him as possible.
They were sitting next to each other on Arthur's bed. They had been innocently discussing a sickness that was spreading through Camelot when suddenly, Arthur's lips came crashing down on hers. Though she was surprised by the action, she quickly regained her senses and began kissing him with just as much ferocity.
"Guinevere," said Arthur, breaking the kiss at last. She mumbled. "You've been a servant too long. Today, I'm the servant, and it's your turn to be the master. I'll do anything you tell me to do."
"Anything?" Gwen asked teasingly. Arthur nodded, and Gwen smiled. This was going to be fun.