L of Lingerie
Prompt: Woman, lingerie, and their First Night.
Guinevere squinted her eyes, hardly believing her eyes "...What is this?".
Right now, on the bed, Morgan put the black transparent undergarment with laces a.k.a. sexy Lingerie.
Gelda covered her mouth and turned away, but from how her body shook, you could clearly tell that she was laughing, only trying hard not to laugh. At least, Isolde still had the decency not to laugh, but she truly had to stop faking her laughing fit into a coughing fit because it sounded concerning.
Morgan grinned broadly and clapped her hands, brilliantly declaring "Lingerie, of course! Why should you ask?".
"That's a wrong question. My bad. I mean... Yes, I know this is lingerie, but what I truly want to know is...", pointing to the vile thing which her sister-in-law had brought to her, Guinevere twitched her eyebrow in disbelief "Why do you bring this to me, Morgan?".
"What else? Of course, for you to wear it! Consider it as a gift from me, sister-in-law", Morgan winked and lifted her thumb before holding her hand "Wear it in your First Night with Arthur and attack him!".
Guinevere fumed, horrified "Hell no!".
Morgan put her hands on her hips "What's the problem? Master always wears similar clothes like this".
"Just because my Godmother wears lingerie-like clothes literally every day, except for the formal events where we need to wear decent clothes, yes, it doesn't mean that I will wear one!".
"So, you admit it that Master wears the indecent clothes".
"I have no right to complain about it when Tristan, her ex-husband, couldn't change her taste, right?",
Gelda and Isolde could not hold it back anymore. They totally lost it and laughed out loud.
Guinevere hissed "And don't divert the conversation! The main problem right now is me! Why should I wear it in front of Arthur in my First Night?".
Morgan shrugged "You are newlyweds, genius~ being a good sister-in-law, it's only obvious that I should help you two. Otherwise, you two only will spend your First Night cuddling only".
Guinevere flinched and blushed furiously.
Morgan narrowed her eyes "And I can see your brain working. You've planned to cuddle only, right?".
Silence. She did not even deny it, which meant that it was right.
"It can't be helped. Wear this, now!".
"No! I don't wanna!".
That was how two women argued and fought till Arthur came into this room with Lancelot and Tristan in tow.
It was a disaster.
Here was how it happened.
Too engrossed in their fight, Morgan and Guinevere wrestled and struggled on the bed accidentally tossing the lingerie which coincidentally landed on Arthur's face.
When Arthur peeled the lingerie from his face, he froze and was too speechless. Unable to say anything.
Lancelot doubled over on the floor, clutching his stomach and rolling on the floor in a fit of mad laughter.
Tristan was not different. He clutched his stomach and laughed out loud, slamming his palm on the wall repeatedly.
Giving mercy to the newlyweds, Merlin appeared to take control of the situation. She ordered Gelda, Morgan and Isolde to get out, dragging Tristan and Lancelot who hadn't recovered from their laughing fit in the process, leaving Arthur and Guinevere in the awkward First Night.
After he had fully discerned the situation, Arthur blushed furiously and handed over the lingerie in his hands "Uh... should I wait outside while you wear it or should I just take a bath?".
Fou deadpanned, wagging its tail as it sat beside Guinevere "You have taken a bath, my King".
Guinevere blushed furiously and waved her hands "That's not mine! It's... I mean, yes, Morgan gave it to me as a gift, but I'm not gonna wear it!".
Arthur snapped his head, so fast you could hear the crack "You're not gonna wear it?".
Guinevere turned even redder even if people thought it was not possible "Uh, do you want me to...?".
"Yes", Arthur blurted before he amended it, waving his hands with the red face as red as tomatoes "Ah! No, no, no, no, no! I'm indeed curious with how do you look like in this, b-but if you're uncomfortable, no need to force yourself!".
Silence.
Awkward.
Fou glanced back and forth between her Master and the King of Camelot before going to the window "My King, My Lady, just talk first from heart to heart. I'll sleep outside. Good luck".
Once it was only the two of them, Arthur timidly sat beside her and wordlessly handed the lingerie to her. Scratching his cheek, Arthur clarified "Um, you see... I'm not too... picky, of what you're gonna wear in bed. I mean... You will have to take it off, in the end, so...".
"...How about I wear it for...".
"Huh?".
"How about I wear it for the foreplay and making out before... as you said, I take it off?".
Intertwining his fingers in her fingers, he squeezed her hand "...Would you prefer to turn off the light? Anything. If it makes you comfortable".
Guinevere nodded her head, cheeks flushed "Um. The moonlight is sufficient".
The next morning, the news spread that surprisingly, the young King of Camelot was a beast in bed.
Morgan twitched her eyebrow "Glad to know that my gift is useful, but it didn't last long, huh?".
Guinevere groaned and flopped her head on the pillow, lifting her forefinger and middle finger in a peace sign "Blame your brother... he ripped it in one go...".
Merlin pressed the warm bottle on her hips and her back "Should we massage you as well?".
Guinevere whined, "Yes, please...".
Isolde came bringing the lavender oil "Leave it to me!".
Gelda lifted the poorly ripped lingerie "...I guess we can't do the laundry for this".
Morgan waved her hand "Just throw it into the trash can. I can buy and give the new ones for her".
Guinevere shouted in protest "No need!".
Lancelot came bringing the flower bouquet "Congratulations for no longer virgin—Oof!".
Guinevere threw a pillow which Lancelot could have avoided if only Tristan did not hold him back in place, squeezing his shoulders.
Lancelot rubbed his face and protested, turning his head behind "Brother! That's so mean of you!".
Tristan lifted his hands in a placated manner "You deserved it".