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And now... Agravaine needed something from Morgause, if I remember well...
Enjoy!
Previously...
"Lord Agravaine!" She said surprised. "To what do I owe this pleasure?" She smirked, knowing exactly the answer.
He didn't say a word. He just entered her chambers and walked to her, very securely, being so sure she wants that as much as him; feeling an assurance and a self confidence as he had never felt before. He was breathing hard, as if he was trying hard to resist the blonde woman in the dark red gown for a long time. Well, he probably was, Morgause would say. But he obviously couldn't.
"I came because I needed something..." His voice was rough. The man never stopped walking to her.
"Really? I'm so curious to know what..." She smiled boldly, feeling already heated. "May I be helpful?" She gave a step forward always looking at his lips, their bodies almost touching.
Agravaine just wrapped his arms aggressively around Morgause and his open mouth crushed against hers, making the woman groan in surprise. His tongue just entered, as if she had always been his.
Chapter 7
Morgause moaned and, after a moment of surprise, her tongue was battling with his for dominance, her hands going to his hair against her will. Agravaine's hands came to her hips, forcing their body hard together. As she bite his lip moving her hips against his, Agravaine got completely hard in the same instant.
Oh, he has had so many women in his life! But very rarely he had a lady. Generally Agravaine looked for serving girls and, even being a handsome and seductive man, he always thinks they just go to his bed because of his title and social position. But not Morgause. Even being a beautiful and tempting woman, who could have any man, she looks at him with so much desire! She really seems to want him to have her. He could say it just hearing her loud moans.
"Oh! Agravaine!" She pulled his hair when his mouth find a trail down her neck, arriving in her neckline and taking a hard breathe. So her head fell back, giving the man allowance to do anything he wants with her.
He was so hot against her, so hard... she had no control of her groans, neither of her acts and, in that moment, it didn't shocked her. Not even a bit. Not even when her hands just took out his shirt and her mouth went to taste his chest, licking and sucking, trying her best to make him lose completely his control. Only so he would use the maximum of his energy, completing the magic. It was just business, of course...
Morgause felt his warm hands unlacing her dress anxiously and noticed she was panting in expectation.
"Your hands are shaking." She smirked at him.
"Don't want to shock a lady..." His voice was strangled.
"You won't." She said confidently. She obviously wasn't innocent...
"I'm trying to control myself." He insisted. Well, he was completely aroused, but he would never just treat a lady like a common whore.
"Your self control is not necessary now, Agravaine." She encouraged him with a smirk, freeing and grabbing his erection.
With a loud groan, he turned her back to him and made Morgause lean forward on the table, her breasts escaping from her loosened gown during the process. In the same moment, one of his hands went to cup them, teasing her nipples; while his other hand was bringing her skirts up.
"Oh!" She gasped in surprise and instinctively tried to face him again. She enjoys a lot being the one in control, but it seems Lord Agravaine has the same taste... Morgause was right, they have much more in common than they had first thought. "As I said before, milord, you're a really daring boy..."
"Do not move!" He said authoritatively, slapping hard on her bottom.
"Agravaine!" She couldn't believe his boldness! And for her great surprise, she was very aroused. Men usually let her dominate them very easily. Agravaine was the first one to have some resistance, willing to dominate her instead of just let her pleasures him. And she was shocked! Not with his manners, but with the pleasure she was feeling.
Morgause tried to move again, urging to dominate him... or at least trying to fight. His urge to dominate her just made the lady eager to fight him. Who does he think he is?
"Oh, willing one more, milady?" He sounded between excited and angry.
Before she could say anything, he gave her another hard slap, making her scream. Morgause felt her skin warming up, it probably had a mark. Agravaine's mark.
"Oh!" She was surprised with the pleasure she felt with that situation. She got wetter than ever. "How dares you to..."
"I said to stay!" He screamed, completely aroused and slapped her once again, satisfied to hear the lady gasped. "Good girl. Now let me see..." He whispered eagerly as his hand was squeezing one of his breasts and the other arrived at her intimacy, feeling how wet she was. "All this is for me?" He said inserting a thick finger easily while teasing her with his erection.
He started moving his finger while his thumb teased that very sensitive spot in her intimacy, making Morgause lose her mind. The poor lady could only scream in pleasure at his skilled ministrations. Soon Agravaine parted her legs with his, and positioned himself, penetrating her in an only thrust.
She screamed. Who would imagine the polite and rational Lord Agravaine was so rough? And she was enjoying that so much! He was the first man able to surprise her and compete with her during the sex. The others were just... easy.
"Goddess!" She gasped as he was completely inside.
"You were warned." He said just before start his movements in an almost brutal pace. The man was groaning, holding firmly her hips to keep her in place. "Morgause..." He was shocked as she moved her hips as hard as him, moaning roughly.
She cried loud as she felt her climax near. Agravaine increased his rhythm as Morgause was getting tighter. She suddenly pulsed around him, moaning and collapsing over the table. He continued his movements and soon he was the one groaning and feeling the great wave of pleasure, his head falling back and his eyes closed. He felt an unusual heat. Something much more intense than the usual heat sexual activities use to make people feel. He felt as if he was burning inside, as if he had something inside his veins... perhaps magic? He had never had sex with a sorceress. And he must admit he liked it. A lot.
Agravaine quickly grabbed Morgause's arm, made her stand and turn the lady around looking at her darkened eyes. She was still aroused. Then they kissed fiercely, her hands caressing hungrily his chest. Agravaine walked with her to the bed, never stopping the kisses and caresses. Her loosened dress fell over the floor in their way. He had to stop in front of the bed to look at her body.
"It was amazing..." She said breathlessly. Men like the feeling they had pleased a woman, Morgause thought to herself, even when she had to finish the job for herself. But this time she had to admit she was being sincere with Agravaine.
"I haven't finished yet." He said roughly and Morgause noticed how dark his eyes were.
"Again?" She was surprised. Usually men are tired just after they come... but again, Agravaine had so many things more in common with her than she had ever imagined someone could have!
He had a smirk at her surprised gaze.
"Yes, again." His lips met hers fiercely in a quick kiss. "And don't even try to say you're tired, milady... Not after provoking me as you've been since you first arrived here in Camelot."
"Oh, you clearly don't know me, Lord Agravaine." Morgause smirked too, provoking him a bit more.
So, when he didn't expect, Morgause just pushed him, making the man fall back on her bed and join him in the same moment.
The lady was having an agitated sleep. Her expression was worried and her breath was short and quick. Her head sometimes falling to one side to the other...
Everything passed so quickly in front of her eyes! A very dark night... A shinning ruby... A dark haired man she didn't recognised... And then a loud and cold voice: "Innocent blood must be poured. Only that would end true love!"
"No!" She screamed, sitting in her bed. "No, no, no..." She was crying now, heartbrokenly crying.
"My dear!" Uther was hugging her at the same moment. "What happened?" He caressed softly Morgana's back.
At the same moment she hugged him back, and the king noticed how much she was shaking and how cold she was.
"Morgana!" He said worried. "Tell me what happened."
"He... he's going to... kill our baby!" She said still crying.
"Sshh... calm down." He whispered, holding her very hard trying to make her stop shaking. "I'll protect you both, I won't allow..." Uther pulled away to look at her. She was a bit calmer. He wiped her tears away and took her cold hands. "Who was it?"
"I-I couldn't see. It was so fast! I only know it was a man..." She told him.
"Are you sure it was a sight?" He asked carefully, even knowing the answer.
"Yes." She whispered. He knew. A common nightmare would never let Morgana like that. "I'm scared, Uther!" She confessed.
"Come here." He lay back and snuggled her. "Do you remember what that dragon said some time ago?"
"What?" She was a bit surprised. Uther was talking spontaneously about magic!
"That love is the most powerful magic. And we have that, Morgana." He said caressing her hair. "Love is and always will be present between us."
His words made the lady look at him, her eyes shining.
"That was beautiful, Uther." She smiled and leaned in to kiss him, feeling calmer.
"Now let's sleep a bit more, Morgana." He was relieved. "Tomorrow morning we're going to talk to Merlin and Gaius about your sight. I remember well enough what happened the last time I didn't give importance to one of your sights."
It made Morgana smile, feeling protected and not alone anymore. And soon she was sleeping again in Uther's arms.
The king, however, had his eyes wide opened. Who would want their baby killed?
"Now it was amazing." Agravaine had a satisfied smile on his face, lying back with his head over his arm.
Morgause just tried to normalise her breath again, wrapping her body with the bed sheets. As soon she did, she was back to business.
"Well, Agravaine..." She touched his chest. Goddess, she wished she could touch his body all the night! "Now we should think about a plan."
"Plan?" He was confused but, somehow it seemed to him Morgause was right and he must help her with anything she needs.
"Yes." She turned to face him, her voice designedly sweet. "A plan to make my dearest sister see some sense and give up marrying that murderer."
"Oh..." Realisation came to his eyes. "And what do you suggest?" He would like so much to make Uther Pendragon feel the pain he has been feeling for more than 20 years!
"The most important point is: I don't want Morgana to be hurt." She said seriously.
"Pardon, Morgause, but of course she's going to be hurt. In a way or in another..." He pointed. "If she marries him, I can't see how a lovely lady like her could be happy with Uther Pendragon... but if she doesn't, she'll be hurt too." Morgause looked at him in confusion. "Please, Morgause! Can't you see? The girl loves him!"
"Well, this kind of hurt won't long forever." She said coldly. "But I think we could make Morgana give up their relationship. Not Uther."
"Why? Does it make any difference who'll be the one to finish everything?"
"Of course it does." She was serious. "I don't need the king furious at my sister for anything she has done to cause him to break." She explained. "She'll be the one to break their relationship. And Uther will be the poor one feeling guilty and sad..." She had a mocked pout.
"You have a point." Agravaine said caressing her waist. "But how..."
"That's when you come to scene!" She smirked. "I want you to open my little sister's eyes, Agravaine." She removed his hands from her body, got up and paced. Naked. To Agravaine's amazement. "Talk to her as a real lord would. Tell her the sad story of your poor sister... Explain to Morgana how you don't want any other lady to have the same destiny of Ygraine..." She approached the bed and her face came near of his. "And, if necessary, seduce her." She whispered, her mouth almost touching his. "Show my little sister how a real man is." She continued, pulling away with a smirk when Agravaine was about to kiss her. "But don't even think about hurt her, do you understand?" She asked seriously.
"Yes, Morgause. I'll do my best." He answered seriously. It seemed to him the most sensate thing to do. And try to seduce Lady Morgana was far from being any kind of sacrifice...
"Good." She had a soft expression as she came back to bed, wrapping her body in the warm covers. "Now leave!"
He looked at her with a completely confused expression on his face and Morgause almost laughed. Men's reaction was almost the same!
"I... I thought you'd like me to stay and... I don't know... spend some time together?" He tried. Oh, he was almost cute!
"Agravaine..." Morgause caressed his face. "Of course I'd like you to stay." She lied. Or she though she did. "But I don't want to explain anything tomorrow morning, when people see you leaving my chambers with this satisfied face."
The man looked calmer, comprehension lightening his eyes.
"I hope in other occasions we can... uh..." He looked awkward.
"Have some more fun?" She smiled and the man nodded amazed. "Oh, of course we will!" Her smile was sincere now. And, as she noticed it, she was a bit perturbed with her reactions. "Now go!" Seriousness was back.
Agravaine got dressed quickly. Then he went back to the bed for one more provoking kiss. And so he left.
Morgause sighed. Goddess, what was that? She had never lost her self control like that ever before! But it was great, she had to admit at least to herself.
Morgana and Uther were sat in the table of the lady's chambers, having breakfast. Uther was still shirtless and Morgana in her nightgown.
"You know, Morgana, I always dreamed of us having breakfast like this, so closely." He said cutting a slice of cheese.
"And the best part is that now we're going to do this every day!" She smiled back, getting up and walking to him. She couldn't resist giving him a tender kiss.
"Sit here..." He asked talking against her lips.
Morgana sat on his lap, one of her arms wrapping around Uther's shoulders. He held her waist and feed her a berry, shivering as she sucked his finger in the process. That was when someone knocked.
"Yes?" Morgana asked.
"Morgana?" Typical. "Is my father with you?"
"Yes, Arthur, I'm here." Uther answered.
So, before any of them could say anything more, or at least get up, the door was opened and the prince entered.
"Father!" He was shocked seeing his father with Morgana like that... and in those clothes! "Oh my god, why I was so sure of that?" He smirked while Morgana and Uther tried to get up clumsily.
"I don't know why you're always so shocked, Arthur..." Uther said naturally. "What did you expect?"
"Moreover, it's a bit early to just storm in a lady's chambers." Morgana said a bit blushed with the situation of being caught on Uther's lap.
The king noticed Morgana was wearing just her thin nightgown, so he covered her with his cloak, which was over a chair.
"Anyway, I'm so sorry. I didn't intend to interrupt... uh... your breakfast." Arthur said while his father wore his shirt. "But I came because of a serious topic."
"Which would be...?" The king didn't get it.
"Let's talk at the table?" Morgana suggested, recovered from the surprise. "It's rare for me feeling like have breakfast..." She said caressing her belly.
"Well, since you don't go to my father's lap again..." Arthur was just being Arthur!
"Arthur!" Uther reprehended him.
"Anyway." Morgana said taking some bread. "What would you like to talk about, Arthur?"
"About my uncle." He said seriously, making Morgana drop her knife.
"What... what do you mean?" Morgana asked carefully, remember what Gaius and Merlin had told her.
"Some days ago Merlin tried to talk to me about him. He said I should keep an eye on him, because he probably was still thinking about revenge... and I got a bit angry." He told them.
"How typical!" Morgana commented, making the prince look at her and the king smile.
"Well, he's the only link I have with my maternal family, Morgana..." She looked serious at him. It probably had been difficult to grow up without a mother. "It's weird to hear someone who had never known him saying he wants to hurt the ones I love." He sighed. "The point is Guinevere had also talked to me about him. She thinks he seems evil, she was very worried."
"Of course!" Morgana was agitated. "I understand he's your uncle and all... but you probably noticed it too, the man looks so vile!" She said.
"Guinevere said just the same! That was when I decided to keep an eye on him." Arthur said. "This isn't one of Merlin's weird ideas, with so many people thinking the same, I fear there could be some truth on the idea."
Uther held Morgana's hand.
"So I decided to come here and tell it to you both." Arthur confessed.
"You made a good decision." Uther approved. "You'll be a great king some day, Arthur."
"There is more, father." He didn't know how to say it, but... "Merlin thinks not only you, but Morgana and the baby might be in danger." Arthur continued.
"Oh..." The lady was suddenly scared. "The sight! Uther, the sight! It was... It could be... Agravaine!"
"Calm down, my dear... We aren't sure of..."
"I can feel it, Uther!" She was desperate. "I could feel the man doesn't want anything good for us and now Arthur said that, the sight does make sense!" She was talking louder and thinner than usual, her eyes wide opened and her hand, Uther felt on his, got cold.
He just took the lady to his arms, holding her hard to pass some comfort and protection.
"Morgana, keep calm... Look, don't be so scared! Arthur warned us and so did your sight... that means we can fight it!" Uther said confidently, caressing her back in a very gentle way.
"I... uh..." Arthur was confused. He has never expected that reaction from Morgana and, if he had, he would talk to his father privately. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He said low.
But Morgana didn't pay attention to him. Her head was buried in Uther's neck, trying to find some sense. Why would a man who barely knows her be so cruel?
"My dear, he won't." Uther whispered to her. "Remember, we have love..."
"But... but... what if..." She was still scared. And Uther didn't know what to say. He would never tell her, but he was scared too, because her sights are always right.
"You're not alone." A friendly hand touched her shoulder, making the lady lift her head and look at him. Arthur. "Remember you have friends. Me, Gwen, Merlin, Gaius, Kevin... Oh, and the people! They would do anything to help, Morgana, they already proved it before." He remembered her and Uther looked thankful at his son. "We're going to help you. We'll be always here for you." He continued.
"Thank you." She whispered smiling at him. But, Uther noticed, her eyes still showed concern.
"I can't tell you exactly how I feel about my uncle." Arthur told them. "But I can tell you how furious I am when anyone tries to hurt the ones I love."
"You have no reason to worry, my dear..." Uther said to Morgana while they walked to Gaius chambers, arm in arm as always. "You'll see, Gaius and Merlin probably have a wise idea." He sounded more confident than he actually felt.
They stopped in the corridor, Morgana looking into his eyes.
"If... if what we concluded is right... Uther, I really don't know what I would do." He voice was low, but he could hear concern on it.
She looks so fragile, so vulnerable... Uther couldn't help but hug his ward, noticing with pleasure how her body fits so comfortably into his arms, how her head finds so easily its place on his chest... She needs him so much! And he urges to be there for Morgana at any time.
"Excuse me." A woman's voice interrupted the beautiful moment, making Morgana look at her.
Here we are, Morgause's magic is done. oO
And it seems Arthur is not the only one to interrupt Morgana and Uther's moments.
Please take a little moment and write a review, so I can know what I'm doing right and what I could do better. Please?
Oh, next one Morgana will give Merlin an embarrassing mission.
