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After a night of waiting, Carine's shift was finally over. In fact she had to wake up Lancelot who had fallen asleep. "I'm ready for that walk now, Lancelot." She said smiling. He gave her a sleepy grin. Then realizing what she said, hopped up, and held out his arm for her. She took and they were on there way.
"Well milady were are we to go?" Lancelot inquired. "Um…Around, by my house. Yes that is the place to go, for if you bore me, I must not stay out to late." They both laughed and were off.
So they started talking about a lot of things. Lancelot had quite a few stories, from his knight days, some funny some sad. Carine also had some, but one story, she decided not to tell. The one closest to her heart. That one, she though would be told upon the day, that they come back. Back to her and forever hers.
"Now that we have I have told you, of a miss fortune of mine." Lancelot said "Would you tell me one of yours." "The only ones I have are, to sad to tell." "Oh, trust me, not to sad for me. I have seen sad, and it is nothing." "To sad for me" she said voice cracking. She told herself, long ago she wouldn't cry over this, but here she was tears coming down her face. Lancelot looked at her face, and saw the tears. He leaned down and kissed them away. "Don't cry now my beautiful." That only made her cry more, embarrassed of herself.
Lancelot didn't not know, what was wrong or why. But he just couldn't bear it. He took her face in his hands, and kissed her. She did not react at first, almost as she was dead. But she soon realized what he was doing, and joined in. If only to be comforted for a short while. But Lancelot did not let go of this kiss, only deepened it. Thinking that this would take her mind of things, at least for now, she put in. Slowly winding her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
Then all of a sudden he pulled away, and said something that would make the biggest mistake of her life. "Let's go to your house."
By the time, Lancelot and Carine had got to her small house, her shawl, and the strings on her bodice were undone. Lancelot was also striped of, his coat. When they got in the house, she light the lamp that stood residently in the corner. Then she led him, to her room, giggling like a little child. They climbed on to her bed, still giggling as ever. As they lay down, Lancelot reached over and stroked her face. Then leaned over and started to kiss her. She he turned it with much passion. She rolled on top of time and started to kiss him deep, while at the same time pulling off his shirt. Lancelot striped her already undone bodice, to just her low-cut white shirt underneath. He reached in through the top, and started to massage her boobs. She lifted her head up from the kiss, to start moaning. As kept rubbing, she decided to do some rubbing of her own. She reached back to just behind were she was sitting, on Lancelot's chest, and started to rub his penis. He let out a quick sharp moan. She kept on rubbing, feeling his penis get bigger, and bigger as she rubbed. Finally she reached inside his pants, and started to play. First she lightly scratched, the making an O with her fingers, she slide her hand up and down. Lancelot had no control, he laid there, eyes half open. Slowly Carine slide down his chest onto his legs, pulling his trousers down also. Lancelot looked at her with pleading eyes. So she put her mouth around and started to suck. Lancelot not fully able to move for a while just looked at her. Then he put his head back and sighed. How long had it been since a woman had done this? To long he decided.
In fact Lancelot was so preoccupied that he didn't see the sun starting to peak over the far hill. And it wasn't until the light was big, enough shine through Carine's window, that Lancelot knew what time it was.
"Shit!" Lancelot said shooting up, the only problem with this was, Carine was still latched to his penis, and when he shot up he hit her in the head with his hard stomach. "Fuck!" Carine almost screamed. It must have hurt, Lancelot thought for a second before realizing how fast he must get home. "What the hell what that for?" Carine said sounding annoyed. "I'm so very sorry Carine, but I must go, NOW!" Lancelot was now trying to find all his clothes. "Where must you go, NOW?" Carine said in a mocking tone, while rubbing her forehead. "I was suppost to be back to my house ages ago, I must go I'm sorry." "But what about us?" She asked. "I will try my hardest to come to the bar tonight, Please forgive me if I am not there." He was almost out of breath with all the running around. Carine had put back on her shirt and was waiting on the bed. Lancelot swooped down and gave her a kiss hard on the mouth, giving her a quick sway of his tongue in her mouth.
Lancelot ran for all he could. To bad he did not have too much experience with this part of town, and could not quite remember how they got there last night. But when he finally found his way out of the houses, and started toward were the market was, for then on was Arthur's home. But by that time, the sun had almost all the way come up. There was no way Arthur and Guinevere weren't back already. Well there was no use staying out later, so he kept on running. Not even to look at people stop and stare at the knight running through town, who looked like he had just thrown on his clothes. Which evidently he did, but that was not the point. The point was that he had to get back to that house was fast as he could.
Upon coming to view with the house, Lancelot could see a figure in the doorway. It was not the figure of the small, slender Guinevere. Oh no, this figure was enough to make him turn back and run the other way. Knowing that would make no difference, Lancelot stopped running, and started to walk up to the house, with eyes held down. When he got close to the house he looked up into the eyes, of his best friend. These were not the friendly, carefree eyes, which he had when he was among friends. These were the eyes, he brought out when about to fight, an army. These were his death eyes, and right now Arthur's death eyes were staring right at him.
A/M: Hoped you liked that bit of a taste of naughtiness there. Trust me more to come, you just only have to read on to find where and when. R&R Please! Even thought I know you won't you worthless bastards…