WARNING!
This chapter also contains sexual themes and situations. This story is rated M, which means that anyone 16+ (mature teen and adult) can read this with no worries. Please do not read further if you do not wish to read content concerning consentual sexual relations.
I have attempted to be as soft as possible in my language and have tried not to be explicit.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the character names, save my own original creations. I do not wish to be compensated for this work, nor do I wish to infringe on any copyrights held by any stakeholders of the movie King Arthur. This work is an original creation, based on the legend of King Arthur and his knights.
Scribe Notes:
Ailis-70: That chapter was so hard to write! I found myself really fussing over nuances, and I had to step back and look at the big picture. Her giving herself to him, and his changing his ways without even realizing it. This next chapter gets her side of things, and it was much more fun to write.
lilstrummrgrl527: Thank you! I am glad that you saw love, and that you enjoyed it. Here is more.
ElvenStar5: Writers Block sucks. Send me an email, and I can send you some ideas and exercises to give you a hand. Too much to go into here in the notes. I would love to help you break free and create! Thank you for your continued reading! I am glad you enjoy it!
Calliann: Hey thanks! And yes, go Bors. I am glad you found the sexual scenes were ok. I have to warn people, as I think I could be stretching the rating, and I don't want to get any emails of "AH! Sex! NOOOO!" Your praise makes me feel better about how the interaction was written. Here is another side that I hope is done in the same way, I tried to give Cerys' perspective on all this. Enjoy!
Drew'sgirl: Your words brought a smile to my face. It is kind of brave to put your work out for criticism and poking at isn't it? I am glad that you see my interpretations and liberties therein as people, and not characters. I love people, and their richness in life and I think that is where I get my muse from. These actors portrayed such vivid characters, and it made me so interested in their human sides. We see glimpses of it, but never the true thing. Plus, I found myself thinking about how sexy armour is... (grin).
I hope you continue to enjoy, here is the next chapter for you!
Sokorra Lewis: OK, more sex in this one, just to warn you. Thank you for reading, despite your aversion to skimming such scenes. Spooky that you would have the double entendre, but how very fun to see Ioan making it. I hope this movie does well for him so we can see more of him!
Sarita04: Hey! Thanks! I never plan on stopping. Look for me on the bestseller list someday, I plan on being there. Probably not until I am well into my 40's, but hey, its a goal! I am so glad you have enjoyed my story, it makes me happy to know that there are people out there enjoying my creative dabbling.
et cetera et ceterera: Thank you! The intention was to really portray their coming together completely. They have known each other so long that I thought that it would be fun to make their first "time" harmonious. They would be able to communicate well on this level.
And YAY! Another Ioan convert! he is a tall, dark handsome man, who has a gift for acting better than I have seen in a long time.
Samli: thanks for your comments for Chapter 1 - Home. I sent you a quick email, and hope that you continue to review the rest of my chapters!
LovelyHeidi: Yes, Tristan will come back in soon. I have a couple of other loose ends to start tieing up, like Brinn, Gawain, the hairpins, and Tristan and Wynn. We are in Act 3 now, time to do the closure thingy. But I havea few chapters to go before I sleep on this ending, don't worry!
Gwenn0: Hey you did just fine! And wow, an account just to review my stuff? Makes me smile. Do you write? Now that you have an account, you could get some muse flowing and post!I am glad you enjoy my Cerys and her knight coming together.
Burnt Alice: Love it. Thanks! More for you here.
Chapter 38: Willingly Captivated
Cerys realized that sun was streaming in the window. It had hit her eyes squarely as she opened them. She blinked groggily.
She turned her head and regarded a softly haired chest beside her, still rhythmically rising and falling. Attached to that chest was a rather well-muscled arm, which was draped over her.
She smiled and stretched under the furs that covered her and Lancelot. She tilted her head, rested on his other arm, and looked to his face. His long eyelashes brushed his cheeks, his curls were rumpled, and he was peaceful. She raised a hand and softly brushed hair from his forehead, relishing at the feel of it between her fingers. He made a small noise and burrowed his head further into her hair. She smiled and let him.
She lay back for a few moments collecting her thoughts. Yesterday had been such a whirlwind! First finding out about Arthur's baby, then Tristan, and then... this.
This... Love. After so long with her inner torture here it was all along. She felt foolish, and her mind thought on all their wasted time before she pushed it away. Perhaps it was only now that they were able to see it, not before.
It made her insides dance, it made her want to run about and laugh, shout from the highest wall! She was so giddy at the thought of it that she suddenly felt the urge to get up and put on a fire, to move. She shifted to uncover herself, but the arm still across her waist stopped her, tightening its grip.
"Not yet." Lancelot mumbled. "Stay a moment more."
"And dear knight, just when do you plan on letting me get up and see to our warmth?" She teased back.
He grinned through closed eyes and began kissing her neck. "The warmth I can provide you, without ever needing to get out of bed."
She squealed as he nipped her shoulder, and then opened his eyes. He rose up, the furs sliding down his muscled waist as he levered himself to stare down at her. She put her arms about his neck and regarded him with a slightly petulant face.
"I suppose I am your captive now?" She said, trying her best to put him on. "Is this what you would have asked of me from our bet with Jols?"
He shook his head and chuckled. She played her fingers across his back then, resting them lightly on his lower spine, barely touching. He closed his eyes again and made a sound in his throat. Se felt him spring to life against her inner thigh.
He kissed her, and she raised herself up to him. She bit his lip, playing her tongue across it. So much she now understood, and so much she wanted to give him. This new way of communication with him made her so excited for their life together. Something in her was different, more confident, more...
She growled and hoisted him onto his back with all her strength, straddling his hips. She reached behind and pulled up the fur, then leaning over to kiss his chest. She half-thought he had just let her do that, his eyes showing such mischief, his crooked grin wrinkling the corners of his mouth.
"So handsome and cock-sure for someone who is now my captive, knight."
"And what makes you think I am?" he threw back. He raised and eyebrow and his grin took on a knowing look. She tilted her head at him, mirroring his jesting look. She felt he was challenging her, and she loved it.
With that he raised her up by her hips and thrust himself into her in one fluid motion. She gasped loudly, her eyes going wide, her fingers digging into the bed on either side. It had felt so good the night before, sharing herself with him, but now... it felt so darkly delicious. It felt so right, right then.
She felt him inside her and she moved forward to bring her face close to his. His eyes were now blazing, and he gripped her hips with his strong hands. His breathing was ragged, and she felt such passion coming from him. This was what it was like, she thought. This was what love could provide.
"Sneaky, my dear. I shall have to punish you for that." She whispered, grasping curls in her hands, pulling his head back and nipping at his neck.
She knew not where this was coming from inside her, this vixen. This was not any Cerys she knew.
She did, however, like it.
They began to move together. His eyes watched her as she ran her hands on his chest, then holding his hands to her as she exploded once more. The waves of pleasure washed over her. She closed her eyes and threw back her head, crying out at the complete loss of control and empowerment in one moment that this feeling was giving her. He could make her feel so very good so very easily. She felt herself tingling. Gods, this was the same feeling from the wall! This truly would kill her, she thought.
His sounds mingled with hers as she lowered herself to him, kissing him once more. They moved softly, his hands running over her body, grasping at her. He tightened his grip and flipped her onto her back.
"And thus we are back to you being mine again." He breathed, thrusting himself into her deeply. She grabbed at his back and raised her legs to wrap about his waist, levering herself up. He moaned loudly, squeezing his eyes shut and he increased his movement.
"In every way." She replied into his ear, as he pushed himself up to watch her under him and groaned loudly. She played her fingers down his chest to his stomach, running them up his arms, to his face. She could feel him pulsing as his hips moved. She watched his eyes close and open, looking to her. He was so perfectly beautiful. She felt overwhelmed right then.
"AH! Gods!" He yelled as she felt him lose himself in her. He kept himself raised, his head hung between his outstretched arms, his breath coming in gasps. She turned her head and kissed his fist, driven into the bed beside her. His muscled were taut, and vibrating.
She waited for him to regain himself. He slowly lowered himself to her, kissed her forehead and let himself fall limply to her side, groaning.
"The things you do to me woman, just from your touch."
She laughed. This side of Lancelot was so wonderful. It was everything he already was to her from their years together as friends, and more. She felt so utterly complete. He opened his eyes and she turned her head to look into them.
"Was last night a dream? Have I woken yet?" He said quietly, a hand coming out to caress her chin.
She smiled and moved into his embrace. No dream, she thought, this was real, and it was wonderful.
Dear Reader:
And now the fun begins! We know Lancelot is a confident man about the bedroom, but could Cerys be as well? I think so, based on her ability to work hard and be good at running a whole fort. Think ofthe teasing and banter they will be able to foreplay with. How much fun for a writer is that!
Communication together, when in love, can be the most exciting thing. How do you communicate with your loved ones, be they lover or friend? Can you understand them without words? Do you argue and debate happily? To have a person in your life that you can speak with on a level where you derive satisfaction is priceless, and I hope that each one of you has that, somewhere in your lives.
My pen salutes you and moves forward to create the next chapter,
Cardeia
