As usual, thank you to those that took the time to review, and to those who are still with me on this. The next chapter should contain a bit more action than this one. Here goes…
I do not own Merlin or the characters.
Gwen was having a great time catching up with her old high school acquaintance, Max Helios. They sat sipping tea and chatting about all of the things they got up to in high school.
The topic fell on Morganna, and Max asked her, "So, how has Morganna been?" Gwen smiled as she thought about her best friend.
"She's been doing great actually. She's into the family's business, as expected, and she and I have remained great friends," she happily said.
Max nodded his approval.
"That's wonderful to hear, you two were like sisters back in high school, and it's really good to hear you're still great friends. Is she married? Kids?" he asked tentatively.
Smiling, Gwen patted his hand softly and replied,
"No, she's currently single, and she doesn't have any kids. Maybe you should give her a call; she'll be thrilled to hear from you." Max raised his cup to her and smiled.
"Maybe I will," he said.
The two friends continued to chat, and the subject fell on Gwen.
"So, what about you? Are you with anyone at the moment?" he quietly asked. Gwen couldn't help but to smile.
"As a matter of fact I am. Morganna's brother Arthur. I'm sure you remember him from school," she happily replied. Max wasn't surprised, and his expression puzzled Gwen.
"How long did it take you two to finally get together?" he asked knowingly.
Gwen eyed him curiously, and then the pieces began to slot into place. She raised her eyebrows in a questioning manner.
"You knew about our feelings for each other?" she asked. Max barked a laugh and took a sip of his tea.
"Of course I knew, at least back then. I wasn't part of your circle, but I knew how Arthur felt about you. Everyone knew. We weren't really friends, Arthur and I, but we respected each other, as rivals. He was very competitive when it came to sports, and so was I, but he was also very good, especially at soccer.
We've clashed on the field many times, but it was all in the name of sports…you know…for bragging rights. I'm really happy to hear that you guys are together, finally," he said sincerely.
Gwen beamed at her friend. It seems as though there were a lot of things she wasn't aware of back then.
"Well it took us a while, and right now we're still in the beginning stages, in fact we've only been together for a week," she shyly said.
She went on to enlighten Max about some of the events leading up to how she and Arthur finally ended up together, as they sat comfortably drinking their tea.
After a while, she checked the time and realised that she should be heading back to Arthur's, so just as she was about to bring their little catching up session to an end, there was a tremendous crash.
Vivian was still on the 'job'.
She smiled to herself as she snapped away.
She watched Gwen and her male companion sat drinking tea and chatting as if they were the best of friends.
Somehow, she felt as though she knew the man, because he came across as someone she had met before, but she just couldn't place him.
In any case, she didn't care; her only interest was to take pictures of Gwen in compromising positions, or being overly friendly with men.
She tried to be discreet and inched closer with the intention of eavesdropping on the conversation between Gwen and the man, but not paying attention; she walked right into a planter and knocked it over.
It landed with a loud crash, causing heads to turn, including Gwen's and Max's.
She turned quickly attempting to walk away undetected, but a security officer appeared in front of her, and she pasted a flirty smile on her face, batting her eyelids all the while.
In a tiny helpless voice, she said, "I'm so sorry, I didn't see it. Forgive my clumsiness kind sir."
On hearing her saying she was sorry, and seeing her looking so helpless, the security officer said,
"It's okay ma'am. No harm done. I'll get someone to take care of it, so you can continue on your way." Vivian smiled brightly.
"Thank you so much," she said exuberantly. With that, she made a hasty retreat and exited the store.
At the same time, Gwen and Max had re-started their conversation, and she was actually in the process of saying goodbye to him.
"It was really good to see you Max. We can't let this go though, we should keep in touch. Maybe at some point we could all get together and have dinner or drinks, something, because I would really like you to get to know Arthur better. Besides, those guys that were part of my circle, according to you, are still around and we're still great friends, and I'm sure Morganna would love to see you. What do you say?" she finished.
It amazed Max to hear that everyone in that particular group had remained friends up to this day.
He remembers that they all used to look out for each other, and the guys were very protective of the girls.
"I think that can be arranged. It would be great to see everyone and of course to see Morganna. I might be able to entice Arthur to play a little soccer, to see if he still has it," he said playfully.
Gwen chuckled softly at the prospect of Arthur playing soccer. It wasn't that she didn't think he could still play, he still does, whenever he got the time, and that is essentially the problem, he's a very busy man.
"I can assure you Max, he still has it, and if he does find the time, he's going to show you just how good he is," she said proudly.
Max laughed loudly, and as he pulled Gwen into an embrace, he told her,
"We'll see about that when the time comes, my dear sweet Gwen. It was good seeing you, and I had a great time reminiscing and catching up with you. Shall we exchange numbers then?"
Gwen was already taking out her phone, so nodding; she gave him her number and took his.
"This way we'll be able to keep in contact with each other. I'll take my leave now Max. It was really good to see you again, and I hope we will be able to do this again soon, with the others of course," she cheerfully said.
They bid each other good bye then, and Gwen hurried off to finish picking up the stuff she needed, along with some other things.
Arthur arrived home after a trying day at the office. He was swamped with meetings the whole day and barely had time to eat anything.
The house seemed quiet but smelt wonderful.
He smiled as he remembered that his lovely girlfriend is there.
Dropping his keys on the table by the door, he walked towards his room, softly calling for her.
"Guinevere! Are you in here love?" he asked.
On hearing Arthur calling for her, Gwen exited the bathroom and entered the bedroom, where she met him coming towards her.
Smiles broke out on both faces, as they locked eyes with each other, and Gwen walked straight into his waiting arms.
No words were exchanged, and they did the next natural thing, which was to kiss.
Arthur poured himself into that kiss, as he took control and kissed her slowly and deeply.
The stress of his work day melted as he wrapped her tightly in his arms and plundered her sweet mouth.
His hands began to roam all over her curvy body and as the kiss began to heat up; he lifted her off the ground and brought her legs around his hips.
He could feel his body re-acting, but he chose to ignore it for the time being and lose himself in the kiss.
Gwen was suddenly feeling hot.
Heat rose from her toes and spread throughout her body, mostly in the area of her womanhood.
She felt Arthur's arousal and she moaned into his mouth, causing him to grab her bum and squeeze it. A minute later they parted breathless and stood with foreheads touching as they gathered their breath.
After a while, Arthur pecked her lips and told her, "That is the way I'd like to be greeted when I get home from work."
Gwen giggled sweetly. She softly kissed his nose and then his lips.
"That can be arranged, although it won't be possible everyday, because I work different shifts. Aren't you going to put me down?" she asked.
Pecking her lips again, Arthur replied, "Not if I don't have to."
Gwen looked at her handsome boyfriend and his sweet smile warmed her heart, she couldn't help but to smile in return.
"That's very sweet of you, but you can't carry me around for the rest of the night, you have to eat. Which reminds me, I've made dinner for us, so I hope that you are hungry," she said kindly.
Arthur locked eyes with her again, causing her to blush at the intense look he was giving her.
"Yes I can carry you around for the rest of the night, and yes I do have to eat, but the only thing I'm hungry for…is you," he said in a low tone.
Gwen shivered at his words and desire pooled within her.
Finding her voice, she softly told him, "Soon my love. I want you to try what I've made for you, and then I'm all yours."
Arthur's handsome face retained the intense look, and he quietly asked, "Is that a promise?"
Gwen nodded yes to him, and to seal the deal, she planted a lingering kiss on his full lips, and whispered, "Promise."
With Arthur still carrying her, they departed the bedroom for the dining room to eat their dinner.
Gwen couldn't believe it.
Arthur had actually taken his seat with her in his lap.
Andre, the butler, had served their dinner on one plate, at Arthur's request, and disappeared shortly after.
They sat eating, with Gwen straddling his thighs and actually feeding him, as his hands were occupied running all over her body.
Finding it hard to concentrate in the intimate position they were in, Gwen decided to ask him about his day.
"How did it go at the office today?" she asked. Arthur cleared his mouth and took a sip of his drink. He replied.
"Tiresome. I've been in meetings the entire day, and although they were important, they were tedious. It's that time of the year when our company seeks out other professionals from different companies, mostly in the same line of work as ours, to conduct interviews and meetings with, in the hopes of granting them a franchise to act as an agent for our company and any products we represent.
We do this, so as to acquire the best in our line of business, therefore keeping our company ahead of our main competitors."
Gwen listened with rapt attention as Arthur spoke about his day.
Clearly impressed by him and his ability to handle such an important task at such a young age, she said to him,
"For what it's worth, I am really proud of you. I don't have a head for business like you, but I have every faith in you and I know your father does too. I'm just very happy that I am here for you if at any time you need to talk and de-stress from work."
Arthur drew her into a tight hug then, appreciating her kind words and really appreciating her.
"Thank you my love. You don't know how much that means to me. I'm really glad that you are here, not just tonight, but always. This dinner is delicious Guinevere. You did this all by yourself?" he finished.
Gwen could help but to smile.
"Of course I did. Andre only took the Lamb out to thaw for me, and I did all of the rest by myself. I can cook Arthur, and I'm glad you like it," she said kindly.
Arthur nodded his head in understanding, and then he realized that he didn't ask her about her day.
"Well it certainly tastes great. Tell me about your day. What have you been up to, besides cooking this fantastic dinner?" he asked.
Gwen's face brightened with excitement and she launched into how her day went.
"Well, I started the day doing laundry, and then I decided to cook you something, so I solicited Andre's help to decide on the best thing to cook for you. Some of the smaller ingredients weren't here, so I decided to make a run to the grocery store and pick them up.
Andre had offered to go, but I insisted, and you won't believe who I met there, Max Helios," she beamed.
Arthur's face took on a curious expression.
"Oh," he said.
Gwen continued.
"He invited me to sit and have a cup of tea with him, to catch up and chat about old times, so I did. He spoke of the friendly rivalry between you and him in high school, and the respect you had for each other.
We also spoke briefly about Morganna, and I asked him to meet with us…the whole gang, some time to hang out or dine together, whatever. We also exchanged numbers so that we can keep in touch, oh…he talked about soccer and wanted to know if you still had it, he thinks he can take you on I reckon."
"That's great Guinevere. Max was always a decent guy. I think he was one of the few guys that didn't try anything with you, so I never really had any quarrel with him. I believe he knew that I had feelings for you, and he respected that. It would be great to see him after all of these years, because I don't remember seeing him since high school," he said.
Gwen giggled softly, causing Arthur to raise his eyebrows in a questioning manner.
"I'm sorry Arthur. It's just that when you said you believed Max knew you had feelings for me, I remembered something he asked me. He had originally asked me if I was with anyone, so I told him you, but he wasn't surprised, and the next question he asked me was, how long it took the two of us to finally get together. I couldn't believe it, and then he said he was glad that the two of us were together," he said cheerfully.
"Brilliant! We really have to organize something with him and soon. Now my love, are you finished, because I am," he said with a devilish grin on his handsome features.
Gwen shuddered at the look in his eyes, and she felt her heart-rate quicken.
"Yes love, I quite finished," she replied.
At that, Arthur scooted back from the table and as Gwen went to stand, he held her to him, standing with her as if she weighed naught, and headed to the bedroom.
He placed a scorching kiss on her lips, and pulled back to place her gently on the bed.
"Stay there," he commanded softly. Gwen smiled and replied,
"Yes master."
A dark heady feeling of possessiveness ran through him when she referred to him as master, but he gave her a loving smile and headed for the shower.
After a couple of minutes of just sitting and waiting for Arthur to come out of the shower, Gwen allowed her mind to drift to what she thought he had in store for her.
She closed her eyes and pictured the look he had in his blue eyes.
She pictured his naked sexy muscular physique, his long thick manhood standing erect with the veins pulsing, and his full soft lips as he pleasured her to the brink of insanity.
She didn't hear him enter the bedroom, neither did she register the soft moan that escaped her lips, the only thing that she felt was when Arthur lifted her legs and brought her to the edge of the bed, where he reached for her panties and pulled them off.
Her eyes flew open, as she watched him pushed her short dress up and parted her lovely legs.
She closed her eyes in anticipation, and she almost leapt from the bed when she felt him spread her wide and attached his mouth to her womanhood.
She grabbed the bed linens as Arthur ran his skilled tongue up and down and between her slick folds, and when he burrowed it deep within her wet channel.
Loud moans escaped her lips as he suckled and nibbled her soaked mound.
She grabbed his head with both hands holding him to her as he drove his tongue repeatedly into her.
"Oh God…Arthur Oh…Arthur…My God," she cried as she neared her release.
Arthur continued his sweet torture on his beloved, and just before she went over the edge, he added his finger to the mix, and she unraveled beneath his mouth.
He watched her with a satisfied smirk on his face as she rode out her release, and after her breathing began to even out, he stood before her, smiling and watched as she opened her beautiful brown eyes and smiled dreamily at him.
"Did you enjoy that my love?" he asked cautiously.
Gwen couldn't find her voice just yet, and she nodded yes to him.
He reached for her then, and helped her stand on her shaky feet as he brought her into his arms and held her tightly to him.
He lifted her face and kissed her deeply, his tongue probing and plundering her sweet mouth. Leaving her mouth, he started trailing kisses across her cheeks and jaw line as he moved down to her graceful neck, heading towards her chest.
He felt her groan as he brought his hand up to cup her breast softly. All of a sudden, the fabric of her dress became a hindrance to Arthur, and he yanked it off in one go.
Gwen deciding, that she should get in on the action, placed sucking kisses all over his neck and chest, as she too yanked the towel from around his hips.
She then dropped to the bed, sitting heavily, at the same time reaching for his throbbing manhood.
Arthur hissed as her hands made contact with his painfully erect penis, and the sheer anticipation of what she was about to do almost made him release.
He watched as she eyed him with dark hooded eyes, and brought his very hard penis to her succulent lips taking him deeply into her mouth.
"Ohhh...God Guinevere," he cried.
Watching her as she continued to draw him as deeply as she could into her mouth, he instinctively laced his hand through her wild curls, holding her head in place.
He threw his head back, as she released him, only to lick the length of him and suckle the sensitive tip.
She ran her hand in an up and down motion on him, all the while sucking and nibbling, as she gently cupped him, eliciting groans and moans from him.
After a while, She felt him grab her head firmly as he began to shake and beg her to release him.
"Ohhh…ohhh…Guin…stop…please Guinevere," he lamented.
After a few more swipes of her tongue over his penis, Gwen released him with a plop.
Arthur felt as though his knees would give out under him.
He watched as his amazing girlfriend inched her way backwards, until she was lying flat on her back in the middle of the bed, curls spread wildly over the pillow, legs parted and her lips curled in a seductive smile.
Needing no further invitation, he climbed between her legs, and dropping his hips, he entered her in one swift motion.
Meanwhile, someone, a blonde petite woman to be exact, dressed in black from head to toe, had just pushed a brown envelope with what she believed to be damning evidence, under Arthur's front door and disappeared into the night smiling to herself.
I hate to end this chapter like this, but the next one will most likely be continued where this one was left off. As I always say, I hope it was good enough.