Bringing this one out of retirement, because I just can't seem to help myself.
"It's beyond my control"
-Vicomte de Valmont, Dangerous Liaisons
"You should go," she tells me.
"Why, it's Friday night," I replied stretching and twisting my limbs. "I know you don't have an early morning meeting to go to tomorrow."
She sat on the side of her bed, pulling my favorite top over her mass of curls. I dug my fingers into it and pulled her lips into a kiss. Her lips moved with mine; like an eager lover's should, but when I pulled away I didn't see the same emotion in her eyes that I felt from her mouth.
"What is it with you? We just had a perfectly wonderful evening. Why are you trying to get rid of me?"
She ignored me and started cycling through the messages on her phone.
"Oh yeah, that's mature."
"Arthur this is not an invitation for arguing." She didn't even look up at me as she spoke. "I'd win anyway."
"I'm not running a race with you Guinevere. I'd like to have a serious conversation about what we are doing here." Her eyes traveled to mine. It was the only indication that she was listening. "So, what are we doing?"
"It's just sex Arthur. It's not a big deal."
"So that's why you can have it freely with everyone." I should not have said that. I've never seen such rage come from a pretty place.
"This is over. You know your way out."
I never know when to quit. "Is this what happen to Gwaine?"
"You assume I slept with Gwaine."
"Well didn't you?"
"Whether I did or I didn't, it's really none of your business." She walked away from the bed and stood next to the door.
"And Merlin." I grabbed my boxers from the floor. "What was that about?"
"Some people have instant chemistry Arthur."
"Instant chemistry," I mocked her with a faux sympathetic nod.
"Agghhh, you are so aggravating."
"Me? Me? You are a crazy woman," I heard myself say, pausing a bit between each word.
"Get out," her voice began to rise over mine.
"Gladly."
She walked out of the room, wearing her top and panties. It kills me that I find her so damn sexy when she's being like this. I don't know how I'm going to face her Monday morning or how I'll get through the weekend without obsessing.
A/N: Gwen's POV coming soon...
