It feels like forever since I've updated, but I've been really busy with work. Also my mum is back in the hospital and things are not looking that well for her. It has been a roller-coaster ride, but I keep praying and hoping for the best. Anyway, my usual thanks to those of you who always take the time to review, to those who are following, to those who have added this to their list of favourite stories and to those who are still with me. Here goes….
I do not own Merlin or the characters.
Hand in hand, Arthur and Gwen entered his home basking in the after-glow of their wonderful night out.
Gwen could still feel her lips tingling with the passionate kiss which Arthur had bestowed on her moments ago.
He led her to the sofa and kindly asked,
"Would you like some tea Guinevere?" Gwen smiled at his thoughtfulness and replied,
"Yes I would actually. Thank you."
Arthur smiled in a sweet boyish way, making her heart flutter, as he made his way to the kitchen to turn the kettle on.
He returned seconds later and said,
"Make yourself at home love. I'll just be a few minutes." Gwen softly answered,
"Okay," and proceeded to take off her shoes.
Quietly, she began to wander around the room looking at the pictures that were hung on the walls and after a while, she heard the kettle shut off. She looked around and not seeing Arthur, decided to see to their tea.
In the kitchen, she moved about as though she was at home, as she easily found the items to prepare their tea.
Her thoughts drifted to the many conversations she and Arthur had that night, particularly when they were in the car coming home.
They had talked about the musical and the wonderful talent which the actors possessed, and then for a short time they had fallen silent, lost in their own thoughts.
For both of them, returning to Arthur's home felt much different, simply because they were returning as a couple in love.
For him, it meant that he'd finally had confirmation of Gwen's feelings for him, as per her admission earlier that she did in fact love him.
For her, it meant that she was in a good place, where she could freely return his love, uninhibited. She had indeed let go of her insecurities and the bad memories of her past life and found herself yearning to fully embrace the unconditional love that Arthur willingly offered her.
Putting Lance in his place felt good, liberating even and she certainly had no regrets in doing so.
Her thoughts drifted further as she continued to make the tea. She recalls, that during the quiet time in the car, her mind was in over-drive as she thought of the possibilities that the rest of the night held for them.
She can still hear Arthur's concerned voice as he asked,
"Are you okay Guinevere?"
"I'm fine Arthur. I was just thinking," she replied and immediately ducked her head, as her skin took on a different colour.
Apprehensively, he'd reached for her hand and threaded their fingers together.
"Would you like to talk about it? Maybe I can help," he kindly said.
Gwen cautiously lifted her head to look at him, but quickly lowered it back down. She felt her cheeks grow warm as she blushed profusely.
'How can I tell him that I'm thinking about us…being together…making love,' she thought to herself.
Just then, Arthur had pulled into his driveway and parked the car. He reached over, unbuckled her seat-belt and cupped her cheeks.
"You can tell me anything love. You know that don't you?" he asked quietly.
Nodding her head yes, she closed her eyes for a moment and when she opened them, she found herself trapped in his ocean of blue. She deflated and said to him,
"Tonight was wonderful Arthur. I haven't felt this good in a long time. I felt like a princess…you know…like Cinderella…and you're my Prince Charming. I love you Arthur, very much…much more than I thought possible and I don't want this night to end, at least not yet," she paused, holding his gaze, which was one of complete understanding, because he felt the same way too. She continued.
"I want to be with you…forever…and I want…I want to be with you…tonight also. It's just…I haven't felt like this for so long and I don't want to disappoint you…in anyway. Do you…"
She was expertly cut off by his warm full lips on hers. It wasn't a demanding kiss. It was a kiss full of love, deep unconditional love, showing that their hearts and minds were truly in sync. He pulled back after a while, smiling, as her lips followed his. With a soft peck, he quietly said,
"You've said a mouthful Guinevere, and it's exactly what was on my mind too. I've loved you for so long…and I can honestly tell you this, you can never disappoint me. Fact is, I don't think you're capable of it…but seriously, I want to be with you…in every way possible, especially tonight…and forever.
I don't want you, or rather either of us to feel pressured into doing anything. We should let nature take its course. For this simple reason, when the two of us go inside and the only thing we want to do for the rest of the night is sleep, then that is what we will do.
We just go with the flow and do what comes naturally. I love you, more than anything in this world and however this night ends…as long as you are with me…I'll be happy, regardless."
Gwen melted at Arthur's words and tears stung her eyes. Relief in the form of a sob escaped her as he gently pulled her into his strong arms.
"Oh Arthur, I don't know how you do it, but you have this ability to make me feel better, always. I'm very lucky," she ended, speaking into his chest.
"Well Guinevere, it's what you do when you love someone," he softly said, kissing her head. She in turn lifted up and sweetly kissed his neck, smiling as she felt him shiver.
"As I said, I'm very lucky," she finished.
Presently, she stirred from her thoughts as she heard Arthur softly calling her name.
"Guinevere? Are you in the kitchen love?" he asked. She answered,
"Yes Arthur."
She turned towards the doorway and her jaw dropped as soon as he entered the kitchen.
He had changed his attire and was casually dressed in a blue t-shirt, which was stretched over his broad, sturdy chest and a black track pants that left nothing to be desired.
She caught herself after a while and turned her attention back to their tea blushing as she did so.
Her actions didn't go un-noticed by Arthur. He smirked to himself and walked right up to her, embracing her from behind. He kissed her neck softly, silently smiling as he felt her tremble and almost spilled the tea. He whispered,
"Gui-ne-vere, don't be shy," and gently turned her to face him. He continued,
"Hey, I feel honoured and special to have you look at me the way you just did. I've craved that look for years…from you, my sweet Guinevere."
Gwen felt as though she had melted into a puddle as the warmth of Arthur's words washed over her. She lifted her head from his sturdy chest and looked into his loving eyes.
With a rosy hue on her face and smiling shyly, she rose up on her toes and planted a lingering kiss on his lips.
As she went to move away, back to their now cooling tea, Arthur held her tightly to him, and holding her gaze, he brought his lips back to hers. He poured exactly what he was feeling at that moment into the kiss, love, desire, lust and in a flash, things began to heat up.
The kiss turned hungry, needy, passionate.
Tea forgotten, they took turns plundering each others mouths, each giving as good as they got.
Feeling Gwen's soft body molded to his took Arthur to a new high as his body reacted and he felt himself losing control.
He backed her onto the kitchen counter and in one swift move, he placed her on top of it. Within seconds, he was between her legs kissing her deeply as his hands rove her body.
Hearing her moan and feeling her hands in his hair, caused him to tighten his hold on her, bringing her forward and onto his hardening manhood.
Instinctively, he rolled his hips as he laid hold of her bum, causing her to gasp and pull away. He looked into her brown eyes, now a shade darker and saw his need mirrored there.
Her kissed-swollen lips parted slightly as she held his gaze, reading his mind and knowing exactly what he desired in that moment.
"I want you so much Guinevere," he quietly said. Gwen leaned her head against his, forehead to forehead, nose to nose and softly said,
"I want you too Arthur."
He placed a soft kiss on her lips then and gently lifted her from the counter top. She immediately wrapped her legs around his trim waist and all the way to his room, he carried her, not once breaking eye contact.
On the inside, Gwen shyly took in her surroundings, marveling at the exquisitely not to mention expansively decorated room.
The colours red and gold were signature as they accentuated the drapes, the chaise and the bed linens.
Behind the four post bed, there was a huge tapestry with a gold dragon on a red background. On either side of it were a helmet and a sword. She noticed the one on the right side said 'Excalibur' under the sword, whilst the one on the left simply said, 'sword'.
She felt butterflies in her stomach as Arthur's warm hands embraced her from behind and she almost collapsed when he started to place soft kisses on her neck.
She could feel his hardness as he held her flush against him and continued to kiss her neck and shoulders.
"Oh...Arthur," she moaned and he held her tighter.
After a while, his hands began to move all over her body, caressing her flat tummy, her legs and finally her breasts. Her body arched at the feel of his large hands on her soft breasts, causing her bum to rub deliciously onto his huge erection.
"Oh God Guinevere, that feels so good…" he said in a voice unlike his own.
Gwen decided to keep doing it, as she too was enjoying the feel of him against her. Pleasurable heat radiated from her core spreading outwards, upwards and downwards, as his hands continued to drive her insane.
Arthur couldn't take much more of the sweet torment he was undergoing.
'I haven't even begun to get started with her and I feel this way already. I have to control myself…Oh God…how am I to do that? I've yet to see her beautiful body…and…Oh God!...be inside of it…help me Lord not to make a fool of myself and finish too quickly,' he thought to himself.
He paused his actions for a few seconds, turning her to face him and smiling to himself when he heard her whimper in protest.
As his hands caressed her lovely shoulders, he slipped the straps of her dress down her arms and watched as it pooled at her feet, leaving her clad only in her underwear.
Arthur released a low groan as he stood mesmerized by her beauty.
He raised his hands, not knowing where to touch first as he drank in the sight of her. He bit his lip almost painfully and closed his eyes for a bit as he tried desperately to control the beast within him. He wanted nothing more than to take her to his bed and ravish her completely.
Wordlessly, Gwen took in Arthur's actions and in a bold move, she began to divest him of his clothes.
She gaped at his perfect body when his shirt hit the floor and with trembling hands, she tugged the elastic waist of his track pants, slipping it down his muscular legs.
Her eyes willingly dropped to the bulge in his underwear just as he stepped out of his pants and nervously, she pressed herself to him allowing her hands to get acquainted with his toned body.
Shyly, she kept her eyes cast downward as she ran her hands soothingly down his back and finally his bum. She took a chance to glance at him and his dark hooded eyes caused her to shiver.
She felt his hands began to move around her waist and gasped as he gripped her round bum, drawing her tightly to him. He dipped his head in that moment and claimed her lips in a searing kiss.
After the need for air broke the kiss, Arthur gently lifted Gwen and placed her on the bed, where he slowly prowled up and over her, leaving kisses here and there.
He moved to her lips and proceeded to kiss her hungrily, drawing her soft tongue into his warm mouth forcefully.
His hand moved to her perfect breast and immediately the nipple stood at attention, causing her to moan and arch into his hand.
He gently moved away from her kiss-swollen lips, trailing kisses across her jaw and down her neck, all the way to her breasts, where he placed wet open-mouthed kisses all over them. He latched onto one and drew the nipple into his warm mouth, running his tongue over and around it, whilst his other hand, acquainted itself with the other.
Squirming, Gwen found herself moving her arms down his body, where she gently slipped her hands in his underwear and pushed it down, exposing his erect shaft.
Seconds later, after taking the hint and removing his underwear the rest of the way, he moved to hers and gently tugged them from her body, baring her completely to him.
A noise sounding more like a hiss escaped him as he took the time to appreciate her gorgeous body.
Gwen in turn was totally mesmerized and slightly intimidated by Arthur's erect manhood, as she kept her eyes glued to it.
'Oh…My…God! It's huge…and beautiful like the rest of him,' she thought to herself.
"You are so beautiful Guinevere. Gorgeous," he softly said. At that, he dropped to his elbows and kissed her, deeply and passionately.
He broke the kiss, the both of them breathing heavily and looking into each others eyes. Gwen said,
"You have a beautiful body too Arthur…I need you...so much it hurts."
Once again, as she echoed his thoughts, he found himself overwhelmed with love for her.
He moved himself into position, a question on his lips, and as if reading his mind, she said,
"It's okay love. I'm still using the pill, although I haven't been with anyone for a long time…I trust you, completely."
Looking into her passion drenched eyes, he said,
"Me neither," and entered her.
They both groaned on contact, with a whispered "Oh God!" coming from Arthur. He starts moving, almost immediately, finding his rhythm as the momentum builds and he drives into her.
"Oh Arthur," she cried, and he responded with a strained
"Yes love," just before he dips his head and kisses her.
Feeling her soft body beneath him quivering, Arthur adjusted himself, gathering her into his arms, just as her two legs wrap around him, drawing him deeper into her saturated womanhood.
"Oh…God…Yes! Oh…Arth…" she screams, her hands gripping his broad back, as his thrusts gets harder and deeper.
He turned his face into her neck inhaling her sweet scent, as her right hand slips to his bum, gripping and pulling him impossibly deeper into her.
"God Guinevere!" Arthur ground out as his actions grew feverishly. He continued,
"Oh no…Oh no...Guinevere! I can't hold on…I…" Hearing Arthur's passionate cries, proved to be Gwen's undoing as he drove them both to the brink of ecstasy.
She found herself clinging to his back as her legs tightened around his body.
Straining, she leaned up and sank her teeth into his shoulder almost painfully, as she felt him shift, lift her bum slightly and drove deeply into her. After a few more deep thrusts, Arthur stills as the waves of their climax washes over them leaving both thoroughly spent and clinging to each other.
After a few minutes, Arthur releases her from his grip, kisses her softly and rolls off of her. Immediately, he pulls her into his arms, in a sweaty embrace and softly kisses her head.
"Are you alright love?" he quietly asks. She answers,
"Yes Arthur. I'm fine. You?" Arthur wasn't sure he could describe exactly how he was at that moment, but he replied,
"I'm good, in fact, more than good. I don't think there's a word that could accurately describe how I feel. I'm extremely happy right now. That was the best experience of my life. I love you so much Guinevere."
Gwen melted.
"I love you too Arthur…and I have to tell you…You exceeded all of my expectations. It makes me sorry that we didn't do it sooner," she said, with a hint of cheekiness. Arthur laughed loudly.
"You always surprise me Guinevere," he said and continued,
"We will have plenty of opportunities to do that over and over again." She lifted up then, kisses him and said,
"I can't wait."
This installment was all about A/G. I hope it was good enough.
