Gwaine returned later in the evening the next day and Raieya hurried to greet his return.
She knocked on the door to his chambers and Gwaine quickly ushered her inside. Instantly their lips met in a rush of kisses, their hands eagerly undressing each other. Raieya always missed touch, no matter how short of a time they were apart. Even though she had enjoyed Leon the previous night, he didn't know her like Gwaine.
As they continued to kiss and fondle each other, Gwaine scooped her up, moving toward his bed.
Gingerly Gwaine tossed Raieya onto the bed, standing over top of her. She reached up and pulled him down to her, wrapping her legs around his waist. Gwaine met her lips in a rough kiss, as she tangled her hands in his hair. Raieya's back arched slightly and she moaned his name as suddenly he was inside of her. His lips brushed across each of her breasts before he began to move. Then he straightened, grabbing her hips and thrusting deeper into her with a groan. Raieya moaned, beginning to move in time with him. Moving faster, he went deeper still. Breathing heavy, Raieya kept pace with him. It wasn't long before she could feel herself nearing climax and she slid a hand down to her clit. A moment later her head fell back against the bed and her back arched, as she cried out with pleasure. Gwaine shifted slightly, gripping her tighter and moving harder and faster into her. He groaned as he came, thrusting completely inside of her. Gwaine remained that way for a moment as his orgasm washed over him. As his breathing began to slow he slid out of her and moved up onto the bed beside her.

"How have you survived without me these past few days?" taunted Gwaine.

"Oh, I've managed," Raieya answered, smiling playfully. "You're not the only man in Camelot you know."

"Not the only one," he agreed. "But the most desirable."

Raieya laughed. "Maybe."

"Maybe?" echoed Gwaine with a smirk. "You can't tell me you've had better."

"Hmmm," teased Raieya. "I don't know. Maybe you have some competition."

"Competition?" scoffed Gwaine. "No one could compare to me. Not in your eyes."

"You don't know that," countered Raieya. "Perhaps I had an enjoyable time the other night."

"An enjoyable night?" he repeated, still looking amused. "With who?"

"Leon," Raieya shrugged.

"You slept with Leon?!" said Gwaine incredulously.

"Yeah," she replied, clearly puzzled. "So?"

"Why did you do that?"

"Why not?" countered Raieya. "We went down to the tavern together, had a few drinks, and well things just escalated from there. Don't you do the same thing all the time?"

"Well- I, yeah," Gwaine stammered.

"Then what's the problem?" Raieya demanded. "Haven't you slept with other people recently?"

"No!" he answered.

Raieya's mouth opened slightly in astonishment.

"Since you've been here it's just been you," said Gwaine. "How many men have you been with?"

"I don't think that's necessarily your business," said Raieya defensively. "But if you must know- just Leon. Just the one night."

"No one else?" he asked.

"No!" Raieya exclaimed. "Gwaine, why are you being like this? It never mattered before who we slept with. How many times were you with different women when we traveled? Has Camelot changed you that much?"

"Not Camelot," he replied, shaking his head. "And you're right. It's nothing. It doesnt matter. Sleep with Leon or whoever else if you want."

"We're not courting," Raieya pointed out. "So I will. So can you."

"Right," he said. "I know."

Raieya studied him for a minute, thrown off by his uncharacteristic behavior.

"Gwaine," she said, slowly. "Are you jealous?"

Gwaine thought for a moment before answering.

"Yeah, I guess so," he replied at last.

"Why?" Raieya said, moving away from him a little. "You have no reason to be."

Gwaine looked at her, then finally said, "I don't know."

"I'm not yours," Raieya went on. "We aren't courting. We've never been courting. I thought we had an understanding."

Raieya slid off the bed then, kneeling to the floor to find her clothes.

"Raieya," said Gwaine. "We did. We do."

"No. Something's changed," argued Raieya, yanking on her clothes. "You've never been jealous before."

"Just- forget it, Rai," he pleaded. "Stop that and come back to bed."

"I can't!" exclaimed Raieya. "You of all people should understand that."

"I do, Raieya," said Gwaine. "I can't help how you make me feel though."

Raieya stared at him, then bent and picked up her boots.

"No. No, Gwaine," she said, shaking her head. "You aren't supposed to feel anything. That's never been part of this."

"Raieya," Gwaine started.

Raieya was halfway across the room by the time he had stumbled off the bed and caught her arm. "Raieya, please, just come back to bed."

Raieya looked up at him with an icy expression in her blue eyes.

"Let go," she said, her voice even and quiet.

Gwaine dropped her arm, a hurt look on his face.

"You have to feel something," he said quietly. "I know you do."

"It doesn't matter," Raieya replied. "I don't want to feel anything. That was not the deal. I don't want this."

She spun on her heel then and strode toward the door.

"Raieya!" Gwaine called after her.

Raieya ignored him, slamming the door closed behind her.

Gwaine sighed and sat heavily down on the bed, his head dropping into hands.