Arthur came to the prison cell she was being held in as soon as he could shooing away all the guards so that he could have some privacy. He dropped down on his knee to the floor where she lay. Arthur frowned at her as she looked in a lot better state than she had before; he supposed she had had a visit from Gaius as her injuries were practically healed. She was dressed in a plain black dress and her hair was in an array messy from where she had been sleeping on the floor yet the sight of her still took his breath away. He had been looking at her so intently the way she breathed, the way her body curved and her breasts spilling over the top of her dress that he didn't notice that she had opened her eyes and had propped her head up onto her elbow and lay staring at him.
"Enjoying the view your highness?" She asked in a tantalizing voice, smiling when he almost jumped out of his skin.
"I… I hope you are feeling well?" he looked down at the floor feeling his face flush.
"I had hoped you would treat your guests better than this Arthur." She said her contempt for him came flooding back to her.
"It wasn't my idea to put you in the dungeon, but seeing as you did attack Camelot, this is probably the right place."
Morgana sauntered over to the door "Well as much fun as this was I'll be on my way."
"I hoped you would stay…" Arthur moved to where she stood.
"I can't stay Arthur." Morgana said turning away from him, he snatched her wrist and turned her back round to face him. Pain and indignation pierced through his handsome features.
"I know you feel the same way I do and you can pretend all you want Morgana, but you can't hide from the truth."
"Don't be so stupid." She uttered snatching her hand away from him.
He pushed her against the wall blocking her way with his arms on either side of her. She turned her face to look up at him they were closer than she realised, her eyes began to widen and her lips quiver "Arthur, I have to leave." She breathed pushing her hands against his chest in protest. He kissed her and heard a soft moan escape her lips as he slipped his hands under her dress. "What are you doing?" she choked out "Stop Arthur! I…" Morgana gasped and he felt her body tense as he lifted her up against the wall. She knotted her fingers through his hair and pulled his head back away from her slightly. She always took control of him even when they were younger she always had to be the one in charge, Not this time. Arthur thought wrenching free his head kissing her neck hungrily, letting desire overcome him as he took her against the wall in the Camelot dungeon.