Part 24: link
“Wait,” Arthur says. He sticks his foot in the door to hold it open, then scoops Gwen into his arms. “I have to carry আপনি over the threshold,” he declares, স্নেহ চুম্বন her.
He pushes the door with his foot, swinging it open, and he walks through with her in his arms. The door slams closed behind them, locking them into their sanctuary for the night.
“I didn’t think they’d ever go home,” Arthur says, nuzzling her neck.
“I know,” she agrees quietly. “You can put me down now.” She absently notes that Gaius has gifted them a suite, not just a regular room. And he has carried her straight through the sitting room to the bedroom.
“I like holding you,” he says, squeezing her tightly. “You fit nicely in my arms.”
“So, you’re just goin’ to stand here and hold me all night, then?” she asks, raising an eyebrow at him.
“Oh. Good point,” he says, grinning now and setting her gently on her feet. They stand and regard each other for a few moments, neither sure who should make the first move.
Gwen giggles suddenly. Arthur clears his throat. “Um, I probably should…” he takes his জ্যাকেট off and drapes it over the back of a chair.
Gwen bites her lip and steps out of her shoes. Don’t be nervous. Remember what Alice said. This should be enjoyable. She reaches for his tie, carefully untying it for him. He stares, lips parted, as she slides it from around his neck and sets it on the chair with his jacket. Then she reaches down for his hand and lifts it, removing each cufflink in turn, setting them both on the table.
He reaches his hand out and strokes her cheek softly before leaning down to চুম্বন her once, sliding her শাল off her shoulders.
“I’m nervous,” he admits against her lips.
“Me, too,” she says, her eyes closed.
“I don’t know what to do next,” he says, chuckling. “I mean, I know what I want to do, but…”
Gwen kisses him. “I’m goin’ to go change,” she says, deciding to be bold on the outside, even if her stomach feels as though প্রজাপতি have taken up residence and her হৃদয় is pounding like Aaron’s drumset back in Memphis.
“Change?” Arthur repeats, bewildered. He watches as she picks up her suitcase and carries it into the bathroom. “Should I change, too?” he calls after her. What is she changing into?
“If আপনি want,” she says, avoiding his eyes as she closes the door behind her.
What has she got in that suitcase? Arthur wonders. He kicks off his shoes and unbuttons his shirt, his fingers opening it automatically. Okay, Arthur. Get your head on. আপনি know what আপনি want. Seems like she wants it too.
But I don’t want to scare her দ্বারা being too eager. How much do I take off? I have no idea if she’s going to come out of there in অন্তর্বাস অথবা a flannel nightgown.
I hope it’s not a flannel nightgown.
In his undershirt and pants, Arthur decides to turn back the bedcovers. He ponders it for a moment, glances at the bathroom door, wondering how long she’s going to take.
Hell with it, Arthur decides. He shucks his t-shirt, pants and socks, but leaves his briefs on, and climbs into bed. We both know what we’re goin’ to be doin’.
A মিনিট later the bathroom door opens and Gwen appears, a vision in lavender silk.
“Lord have mercy,” Arthur whispers, watching her as she walks shyly towards him.
“Do আপনি like it?” she asks, biting her lower lip. She decided to put the পোশাক on, but left it open.
Arthur swallows and nods. I can see so much of her, he notes. Now that she’s closer he can see that it’s a পোশাক and gown, where he thought it was just a long-sleeved gown. His gaze drops to the pointed tips of her breasts, standing out beneath the silk. His mouth goes dry and his brain goes blank.
Is he naked under there? Gwen wonders, her eyes roving over his bare chest, finally able to look without reservation. She takes a step closer.
“Come here,” Arthur says quietly, patting the mattress beside him.
Gwen bites her lip again and slides the পোশাক down off her shoulders, letting it slither to the floor. She shivers slightly.
“Are আপনি cold? We can turn up the heat…” he says, leaving the words hanging in the air when the unintentional double meaning hits him.
Gwen presses her lips together, trying to hold the giggles that are threatening. It doesn’t work and they bubble forth, her hand raising to her lips now.
Her laughter dies away as she takes a deep breath and sits on the bed. “This is a very big bed,” she says. Stupid thing to say.
“It’s a king sized bed,” Arthur answers. “We can get one this big once we get a house… if আপনি want…” Rambling. “You look very beautiful, Guinevere,” he refocuses his brain, reaching out to skim his fingers down her arm, feeling the গুজ্বাম্প that rise at his touch.
“Thank you,” she says. “Arthur?”
“Yes?” he asks, scooting a little closer.
“I’m nervous, but… I’m not scared… just in case আপনি were wondering…” she stammers. He kisses her shoulder and her eyes drift closed.
“You’re not?” he asks, স্নেহ চুম্বন it again, moving up to her neck, drawing her down so she is lying beside him now.
“No,” she whispers, angling her head now to give him better access to her neck. He kisses higher, to her ear, স্নেহ চুম্বন the edge then nibbling it a bit, remembering how much she liked that the first time he did it.
“I was afraid I’d scare আপনি if I went too fast,” he murmurs, sucking her earlobe into his mouth a moment before turning her head back towards his with a gentle finger on her chin. He closes his lips over hers, scooting even closer, his hand sliding, holding her waist.
“I was afraid you’d think less of me if I was too eager,” she pulls her lips away to speak.
“Are আপনি kidding? You’re my wife, Guinevere. Being too eager can only make your stock go up,” he gasps, hovering over her now, his hand bunching the material of her nightgown.
Gwen’s giggles are cut off দ্বারা Arthur’s lips as he swoops down again, স্নেহ চুম্বন her hungrily, their tongues intermingling. He slides his hand up to her breast, no longer hesitant, feeling it for the first time without the barrier of a bra, but still through the silk of her gown.
Good God, it feels so good, he thinks, caressing the soft mound, acquainting his hand with its shape, its weight. He rubs his thumb across her nipple once, then again, feeling it stiffen under his touch.
“Oh…” she gasps, arching into his hand, and suddenly she wants her beautiful silk nightgown off.
She slides her hands down his back, feeling his muscles as he moves, the warmth of his skin. Her fingers skim the elastic waistband of his underwear for just a সেকেন্ড before her hands travel back up to his shoulders.
I guess that উত্তর my question, she finds herself thinking. She also finds that Arthur is স্নেহ চুম্বন her shoulder again, this time moving the thin strap of her nightgown down and out of the way.
“This is a lovely nightgown, but I think it’s time for it to come off,” Arthur mutters against her skin, sliding one hand down over her body, reaching for the hem.
“Yes,” Gwen agrees, moving to help now, much to Arthur’s surprise and delight.
He slides the hem of the গাউন, gown up her legs, his fingers trailing on her skin, leaving আগুন in their wake. Gwen lifts up and scoots the গাউন, gown out from under her bottom, then lifts it over her head and off.
Do it fast, before I lose my nerve.
She instinctively wants to cover herself, but wills her arms down when she sees the appreciation on Arthur’s face as he drinks her in with his eyes.
“God, Guinevere, you’re… beautiful… perfect…” he whispers, one hand coming অগ্রবর্তী to touch, then withdrawing before he can make contact.
Gwen takes his hand and places it on her bare breast. Then she takes his face and kisses him. Arthur groans and takes possession of the kiss, leaning over her again, his hand retracing its earlier steps, this time completely free of barriers.
He releases her lips and kisses down her neck, his destination clear in his mind as he trails wet kisses until he finally reaches his goal, closing his lips around one dark straining nipple. He teases it with his tongue and Gwen gasps, gripping his hair in her hand.
She likes this. Arthur kisses his way across to her other breast, lavishing the same attention on it. He gets a little carried away and bites lightly.
“Ah!” Gwen gasps.
“Sorry,” he says, স্নেহ চুম্বন her breast softly now.
“No… I liked it,” she admits.
“What? Oh…” He stares a moment, his eyes wide, and she cups his cheek, bringing his face back up to hers, স্নেহ চুম্বন him.
Arthur’s hand slides down now, over the soft skin of her flat stomach, till his fingers touch lace. He skims his fingers over the small জামা for a moment, then pulls his lips away. “I want to see,” he whispers.
“Okay…” Gwen says, puzzled as to why he wants to see her panties.
“Blue?” he asks. “Why blue? I mean, I like them, but I guess I was expecting white…”
Gwen giggles a bit. “They are my ‘something blue’ for the wedding,” she says. “You know, something old, something new, something borrowed…”
“Something blue,” Arthur finishes quietly. He is staring at them.
“Baby?” Gwen prompts.
“Hmm? Oh. They’re distracting… I guess I didn’t realize how… distracting… your underthings might be…”
He likes my underwear. That’s unexpected. “Maybe they should come off, then,” she whispers, barely audible.
His eyes snap back to her face.
That got his attention.
“Yes… I guess they… probably should…” he says. Then he pounces again, his lips crashing onto hers. She squeaks in surprise, but kisses him back with equal fervor. His hand that was lingering at her waist is pulling at her panties now, and she lifts her hips so he can slide the pale blue জামা off.
“Me, too,” he says taking her hand and gently guiding it to his briefs, indicating that she should do it.
Gwen hooks her thumbs into the waistband and tugs, starting to pull them down. She doesn’t account for his anatomy, though, and it gets caught a moment.
“Whoa… wait,” he says, helping now, and in a few moments they are both completely naked.
Finally.
Their hands get bolder, their lips get hungrier. Arthur’s fingers slip between Gwen’s thighs, touching her. He groans when he discovers that she is thoroughly wet and thoroughly ready. She gasps as he finds that spot, tossing her head to the side reflexively.
She moans quietly and slides her hand down his chest and over his stomach until she finds her target, touching shyly, not entirely sure what to do with it.
Arthur groans and drops his head onto her shoulder, rendered weak at her touch. Gwen wraps her fingers around his length, holding him in her hand. She squeezes lightly and he groans.
“Oh…” He slips a single finger inside her now, moving it in and out a few times.
“Ah…” she gasps, and her hand moves, sliding on his shaft.
“Yes,” he says, “do that some more.”
“Oh,” she gasps, moving her hand up and down along his length, gradually growing in confidence until he suddenly tells her to stop.
“Please… আপনি need to stop…” he grunts, lifting his head from her breast.
Gwen giggles a little again and removes her hand. Arthur kisses her lips again, removing his fingers from her and settling himself between her waiting thighs.
“Yes, Arthur,” she whispers, stroking his cheek with her fingertips.
“I প্রণয় you, Guinevere,” he mutters against her lips.
“I প্রণয় you, Arthur,” she answers, sliding her thighs against his hips.
He drops his hips and moves himself into position, sliding অগ্রবর্তী just slightly, entering her slowly, trying to be gentle.
Gwen closes her eyes and takes a deep breath as Arthur plunges forward, breaking through.
He feels her tense up as the pain hits her. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, স্নেহ চুম্বন her ear, her cheek, her lips, peppering her face and neck with soft, gentle kisses, trying to চুম্বন away any pain he caused.
“It’s all right,” Gwen says, breathing again, “couldn’t be helped.”
Arthur waits a minute, waiting for her to adjust to his intrusion, willing his over-stimulated body to be still for just a little longer. Feels so good… No. Don’t think about how amazingly good she feels…
Gwen wraps her arms around his shoulders, hugging him to her while he waits. She kisses his cheek; she moves one hand up to thread through his hair.
“Better?” he asks.
“I think so,” she says.
He lifts himself up again and slides out and then back in again, moving slowly, finding his rhythm.
“Oh,” Gwen gasps, her hips moving to meet his thrusts now, her hands groping for him, looking for somewhere to grasp. She grips his arms, his chest, his face, then gives up and throws her hands up over her head.
“God… Guinevere…” Arthur groans softly, watching her writhing beneath him, her small, lithe body আরো beautiful than his imagination could have rendered.
Gwen opens her eyes and meets his dark gaze. She moves her hands up to his face again, pulling his lips down to hers, needing his kisses as delicious আগুন spreads through her body, starting and ending where they are joined.
“Mmm,” Arthur hums into her, then tears his lips away. “Oh… no…” he grunts, thrusting deep and hard, stilling as his seed rushes forth within her.
He collapses carefully over her, tucking his face into her neck. “I couldn’t hold on any longer,” he whispers.
“It’s all right, Baby, it was wonderful,” Gwen says, shifting slightly beneath him.
“Not for you, it wasn’t,” he argues, rolling off of her and to the side, pulling her with him, against his side.
“I’m fine,” she says.
“I feel like a heel,” he confesses.
“Well, we’ll just have to try again, won’t we?” Gwen says, tilting her head up to চুম্বন his chin.
“What? Oh,” Arthur says, a slow grin spreading across his face as her words sink in. “I think I need a little time, though,” he chuckles. She kisses his chest.
xXx
Gwen snuggles against Arthur, having just returned from a little quick clean-up in the bathroom. Her hair is now in a loose braid, to keep it from tangling.
“I still feel bad,” Arthur says, স্নেহ চুম্বন her forehead.
“Stop it, you. আপনি have the rest of your life to make it up to me.”
“I do, don’t I?” he says, smiling a little now.
They lie quietly for a time, Gwen tracing patterns on Arthur’s chest, Arthur stroking her back.
Ask him. আপনি know you’re dyin’ to know. “Arthur?”
“Yes, darlin’?”
“Had আপনি ever… done that before?”
He is quiet for just a little longer than she would have liked, and she is just about to say “never mind,” when he answers.
“I’m not entirely sure,” he says.
“How can আপনি not be entirely sure?” she asks, lifting her head to look at him.
“Well, college, আপনি know. অথবা maybe আপনি don’t know. আপনি probably kept your head well into your studies.”
“As আপনি already know, yes,” Gwen says. “I didn’t go in much for partyin’. Mama had just died and I had to keep my scholarship.”
“Of course. Well, my freshman বছর was a bit… cliché,” he admits. “First time away from home, so I went a little wild. Drinkin’, carryin’ on, আপনি know.”
“I have an idea, yes.”
“Well, one mornin’ I woke up to find myself in বিছানা with a girl I had no recollection of seein’ before. We were both completely bare-assed naked, of course, and I had no idea what had gone on the night before.”
“Arthur…” she admonishes.
“I know, I know. It gets worse, too. I got outta বিছানা before she woke up and got dressed and went back to my dorm room and never saw her again.”
“You should have at least ব্যক্ত goodbye. অথবা waited till she woke up in case she could tell আপনি what happened.”
“Well, there were some clues,” he says, raking his hand through his hair, clearly embarrassed and uncomfortable.
“Clues?”
“Um, condom wrapper on the desk, for one…”
“At least আপনি used one, if আপনি did anything.”
“Yeah. Maybe she wasn’t as drunk as me. So I guess the answer is yes, I’ve done this before, but I don’t remember any of it.”
“Doesn’t count, then,” Gwen decides, nuzzling his neck.
“That was near the end of freshman year. It was also the end of my partyin’. Hard partyin’, anyway. I didn’t want to suddenly find myself someone’s daddy. অথবা damage my brain too much. I was pre-law, after all.”
“Well, I’m glad that little phase didn’t last too long,” Gwen says, her hand still roving his chest, occasionally traveling lower to his stomach. She slides it across his stomach and stills her hand, hugging his waist.
“So was Pop,” Arthur chuckles. He slides his hand down her back and squeezes her rear once before just resting his hand there. “Your skin is so soft,” he says quietly, moving his thumb, softly stroking the skin on her hip.
“You’ll find out why when আপনি see my collection of lotions and creams,” she says, smirking at him.
“So, house with a bathroom that has lots of storage space, then,” he declares, reaching up with his free hand to tilt her chin up to his.
“You really want a house, don’t you?” Gwen asks in between his kisses.
“Mmm-hmm,” he answers, nibbling lightly at her lips now, coaxing them apart.
He must be ready to go again, Gwen thinks, her হৃদয় lurching excitedly in her chest.
“Ready for more?” he whispers in her ear, his lips brushing against her skin.
“I was ready for আরো fifteen মিনিট ago,” Gwen says, grinning at him.
“Ouch…” Arthur says, falling away, clutching his chest.
Gwen leans over him now, স্নেহ চুম্বন him, “Sorry, couldn’t pass it by,” she says.
He wraps his arms around her, holding her tightly against his chest. “I can’t say I blame you, but…” he flips her over suddenly, making her yelp and giggle in surprise, “you will pay for your smart comment, Mrs. Pendragon.”
“Oh, আপনি think so?” she shoots back, arching her back, pressing up against him.
“Oh,” Arthur grunts, “maybe not…” He leans down and kisses her, his hands boldly roving her skin, skimming down her side and back up to slide his thumb over her nipple a few times.
Gwen makes a mewling noise in her throat, plunging her fingers into his hair. Arthur kisses down her neck to her chest, leaving a hot wet trail of kisses on her skin. She sighs as his tongue slides over her nipple, his hand stroking her inner thigh, coaxing her legs apart.
It doesn’t take much convincing, and her legs part willingly for him as his fingers সরানো higher, finding her center again.
“Mmm, yes…” Gwen sighs as he touches, his fingers gentle.
“You’re not sore at all?” he whispers.
“No. Not right now,” she gasps. “Oh…” She reaches for him now, grasping him in her slender hand, moving around, exploring further than last time.
Arthur groans as she touches him, burying his face in her neck. He inhales deeply. “You smell so good…”
“So do you,” she answers, pulling him gently over her, guiding his shaft where she wants it.
Already? Arthur thinks, but doesn’t say anything, obliging his wife. He thrusts carefully into her, finding it much easier this time.
“Ah!” Gwen exclaims. It twinges a bit, but subsides quickly.
“Does it still hurt?” Arthur asks, concerned. He stills.
“Just a little at first,” Gwen says, “I’m okay now.”
“You sure?” he asks, still not moving.
“Go, Arthur,” she says, tilting her hips up against him, trying to encourage him.
“Okay,” he says, moving again. Gwen sighs. He moves a little faster and she moans softly, hooking a leg around his hip.
“Arthur,” she whispers his name, feeling something building, the tingling warmth spreading again, quicker this time.
He bends down and kisses her lips, then her ear, nipping the edge of it, his hand on her breast again. Her breathing is growing shallow and quick, her hands are clutching his shoulders, his chest, and she is starting to quiver beneath him.
“Oh… Arthur!” she cries out his name, digging her nails into his shoulders as her body bucks under his, her climax washing over her.
Arthur lets loose now, thrusting a half-dozen আরো times before reaching his own completion, clinging to her as she clings to him, a tangle of limbs.
“Better,” he sighs, sliding carefully out of her and rolling them on their sides.
“Oh, Lord,” Gwen says, “Now I know why people like to do that.”
Arthur laughs then, hugging her close and স্নেহ চুম্বন her forehead. He pulls the blankets over them now, snuggling into the large bed.
“What time is it, anyway?” Gwen asks after a bit.
“Nearly one,” Arthur says.
“No wonder I’m so beat,” she says. “I’m gonna like sleepin’ here with you, I think,” she adds, her voice growing quiet and sleepy.
“I’m gonna like havin’ আপনি here with me,” Arthur says. He lifts her chin and kisses her lips softly. “I প্রণয় আপনি so much, Guinevere,” he whispers.
“I প্রণয় you, too Arthur,” she whispers back. “Good night, Baby.”
xXx
Gwen stirs, slowly waking. She turns her face into her বালিশ and tries to move.
Why can’t I move? Then she feels something warm pressed against her back, an arm around her waist, holding her tightly.
That’s right. We got married yesterday, she thinks, smiling, her eyes still closed. She squirms backward, snuggling into him.
“People are tryin’ to sleep back here,” he mutters. Then she feels his lips on her neck.
“Oh, really, how many people আপনি got back there?” she asks, moving her head so he can আরো easily চুম্বন her neck.
He chuckles against her neck and squeezes her once before loosening his grip so she can turn to face him. “Good morning, Mrs. Pendragon.”
“Good morning, husband of mine,” she উত্তর back, স্নেহ চুম্বন him softly. “I like that. Mrs. Pendragon. It sounds better every time I hear it.”
“Me, too,” he says, leaning to চুম্বন her again. He tries to deepen the kiss, but she pulls away.
“Arthur… I haven’t brushed my teeth,” she protests, covering her mouth with her hand.
“I don’t care,” he says, trying again.
“I do,” she says, pressing her fingers against his lips. He kisses them instead.
“Are আপনি hungry?” he asks, giving up.
“A bit. I’d like a shower, actually.”
“Okay. But after that, do আপনি want to go down to the restaurant, get room service, or, I don’t know, check out and find a ভোজনকারী somewhere? Go home?”
“I’ve never had room service,” she says, grinning.
“Mmm, correct answer,” he says. Then he kisses her forehead and releases her. She slides from the bed, grabs her silk robe, and quickly puts it on.
I don’t know why I’m bashful all of a sudden, he’s already seen everything.
She goes into the bathroom and shuts the door. A moment later Arthur can hear water running, and he knows she must be brushing her teeth.
Was kind of hoping for round three this morning, he muses, frowning down at his lower half. He hears the ঝরনা turn on.
A moment later, he almost sees the little lightbulb go on over his head.
Padding to the bathroom door, he tries the knob, praying that it is unlocked.
It turns, and he grins.
“Arthur?” she asks.
I’m not as stealthy as I thought. “Just need to use the toilet, darlin’, is that all right?” he asks.
“Oh. Um, yeah, that’s fine,” she says, then resumes humming.
I do have to pee. He uses the toilet, and then brushes his own teeth. Then he creeps to the tub, shifting the curtain aside a bit.
Her back is to him, so he slips inside and wraps his arms around her waist.
“Ah! Arthur!” she yelps loudly, jumping. “What the hell are you—”
He silences her protests with his lips, স্নেহ চুম্বন her properly, the way he wanted to before. She melts into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck, a bar of soap still clutched in one hand.
“I brushed my teeth,” he tells her once he releases her lips. “And I wanted to ঝরনা with you.”
“Apparently,” she says, sliding her soapy hands down his chest, pushing him slightly away.
“Wait, what are you…?”
“I want to see,” she says, slowly looking down.
“Oh…” he says, surprised. Then he grins. “Well?”
“I’ve never seen one… that color… before…” she says, biting her lip.
“So you’ve seen one?”
“Arthur, I have a younger brother who used to like to run around nekkid as a jaybird until he was nearly ten years old,” she says, smirking at him.
Arthur laughs, then, boldly raking his own eyes over her glistening wet body as well.
“You probably should pretend আপনি don’t know that পরবর্তি time আপনি see him,” Gwen says.
“It’ll be difficult, that’s for damn sure,” he says, still chuckling as he reaches for her again. “Now come here. Bring that soap, too.”
Part 26: link
“Wait,” Arthur says. He sticks his foot in the door to hold it open, then scoops Gwen into his arms. “I have to carry আপনি over the threshold,” he declares, স্নেহ চুম্বন her.
He pushes the door with his foot, swinging it open, and he walks through with her in his arms. The door slams closed behind them, locking them into their sanctuary for the night.
“I didn’t think they’d ever go home,” Arthur says, nuzzling her neck.
“I know,” she agrees quietly. “You can put me down now.” She absently notes that Gaius has gifted them a suite, not just a regular room. And he has carried her straight through the sitting room to the bedroom.
“I like holding you,” he says, squeezing her tightly. “You fit nicely in my arms.”
“So, you’re just goin’ to stand here and hold me all night, then?” she asks, raising an eyebrow at him.
“Oh. Good point,” he says, grinning now and setting her gently on her feet. They stand and regard each other for a few moments, neither sure who should make the first move.
Gwen giggles suddenly. Arthur clears his throat. “Um, I probably should…” he takes his জ্যাকেট off and drapes it over the back of a chair.
Gwen bites her lip and steps out of her shoes. Don’t be nervous. Remember what Alice said. This should be enjoyable. She reaches for his tie, carefully untying it for him. He stares, lips parted, as she slides it from around his neck and sets it on the chair with his jacket. Then she reaches down for his hand and lifts it, removing each cufflink in turn, setting them both on the table.
He reaches his hand out and strokes her cheek softly before leaning down to চুম্বন her once, sliding her শাল off her shoulders.
“I’m nervous,” he admits against her lips.
“Me, too,” she says, her eyes closed.
“I don’t know what to do next,” he says, chuckling. “I mean, I know what I want to do, but…”
Gwen kisses him. “I’m goin’ to go change,” she says, deciding to be bold on the outside, even if her stomach feels as though প্রজাপতি have taken up residence and her হৃদয় is pounding like Aaron’s drumset back in Memphis.
“Change?” Arthur repeats, bewildered. He watches as she picks up her suitcase and carries it into the bathroom. “Should I change, too?” he calls after her. What is she changing into?
“If আপনি want,” she says, avoiding his eyes as she closes the door behind her.
What has she got in that suitcase? Arthur wonders. He kicks off his shoes and unbuttons his shirt, his fingers opening it automatically. Okay, Arthur. Get your head on. আপনি know what আপনি want. Seems like she wants it too.
But I don’t want to scare her দ্বারা being too eager. How much do I take off? I have no idea if she’s going to come out of there in অন্তর্বাস অথবা a flannel nightgown.
I hope it’s not a flannel nightgown.
In his undershirt and pants, Arthur decides to turn back the bedcovers. He ponders it for a moment, glances at the bathroom door, wondering how long she’s going to take.
Hell with it, Arthur decides. He shucks his t-shirt, pants and socks, but leaves his briefs on, and climbs into bed. We both know what we’re goin’ to be doin’.
A মিনিট later the bathroom door opens and Gwen appears, a vision in lavender silk.
“Lord have mercy,” Arthur whispers, watching her as she walks shyly towards him.
“Do আপনি like it?” she asks, biting her lower lip. She decided to put the পোশাক on, but left it open.
Arthur swallows and nods. I can see so much of her, he notes. Now that she’s closer he can see that it’s a পোশাক and gown, where he thought it was just a long-sleeved gown. His gaze drops to the pointed tips of her breasts, standing out beneath the silk. His mouth goes dry and his brain goes blank.
Is he naked under there? Gwen wonders, her eyes roving over his bare chest, finally able to look without reservation. She takes a step closer.
“Come here,” Arthur says quietly, patting the mattress beside him.
Gwen bites her lip again and slides the পোশাক down off her shoulders, letting it slither to the floor. She shivers slightly.
“Are আপনি cold? We can turn up the heat…” he says, leaving the words hanging in the air when the unintentional double meaning hits him.
Gwen presses her lips together, trying to hold the giggles that are threatening. It doesn’t work and they bubble forth, her hand raising to her lips now.
Her laughter dies away as she takes a deep breath and sits on the bed. “This is a very big bed,” she says. Stupid thing to say.
“It’s a king sized bed,” Arthur answers. “We can get one this big once we get a house… if আপনি want…” Rambling. “You look very beautiful, Guinevere,” he refocuses his brain, reaching out to skim his fingers down her arm, feeling the গুজ্বাম্প that rise at his touch.
“Thank you,” she says. “Arthur?”
“Yes?” he asks, scooting a little closer.
“I’m nervous, but… I’m not scared… just in case আপনি were wondering…” she stammers. He kisses her shoulder and her eyes drift closed.
“You’re not?” he asks, স্নেহ চুম্বন it again, moving up to her neck, drawing her down so she is lying beside him now.
“No,” she whispers, angling her head now to give him better access to her neck. He kisses higher, to her ear, স্নেহ চুম্বন the edge then nibbling it a bit, remembering how much she liked that the first time he did it.
“I was afraid I’d scare আপনি if I went too fast,” he murmurs, sucking her earlobe into his mouth a moment before turning her head back towards his with a gentle finger on her chin. He closes his lips over hers, scooting even closer, his hand sliding, holding her waist.
“I was afraid you’d think less of me if I was too eager,” she pulls her lips away to speak.
“Are আপনি kidding? You’re my wife, Guinevere. Being too eager can only make your stock go up,” he gasps, hovering over her now, his hand bunching the material of her nightgown.
Gwen’s giggles are cut off দ্বারা Arthur’s lips as he swoops down again, স্নেহ চুম্বন her hungrily, their tongues intermingling. He slides his hand up to her breast, no longer hesitant, feeling it for the first time without the barrier of a bra, but still through the silk of her gown.
Good God, it feels so good, he thinks, caressing the soft mound, acquainting his hand with its shape, its weight. He rubs his thumb across her nipple once, then again, feeling it stiffen under his touch.
“Oh…” she gasps, arching into his hand, and suddenly she wants her beautiful silk nightgown off.
She slides her hands down his back, feeling his muscles as he moves, the warmth of his skin. Her fingers skim the elastic waistband of his underwear for just a সেকেন্ড before her hands travel back up to his shoulders.
I guess that উত্তর my question, she finds herself thinking. She also finds that Arthur is স্নেহ চুম্বন her shoulder again, this time moving the thin strap of her nightgown down and out of the way.
“This is a lovely nightgown, but I think it’s time for it to come off,” Arthur mutters against her skin, sliding one hand down over her body, reaching for the hem.
“Yes,” Gwen agrees, moving to help now, much to Arthur’s surprise and delight.
He slides the hem of the গাউন, gown up her legs, his fingers trailing on her skin, leaving আগুন in their wake. Gwen lifts up and scoots the গাউন, gown out from under her bottom, then lifts it over her head and off.
Do it fast, before I lose my nerve.
She instinctively wants to cover herself, but wills her arms down when she sees the appreciation on Arthur’s face as he drinks her in with his eyes.
“God, Guinevere, you’re… beautiful… perfect…” he whispers, one hand coming অগ্রবর্তী to touch, then withdrawing before he can make contact.
Gwen takes his hand and places it on her bare breast. Then she takes his face and kisses him. Arthur groans and takes possession of the kiss, leaning over her again, his hand retracing its earlier steps, this time completely free of barriers.
He releases her lips and kisses down her neck, his destination clear in his mind as he trails wet kisses until he finally reaches his goal, closing his lips around one dark straining nipple. He teases it with his tongue and Gwen gasps, gripping his hair in her hand.
She likes this. Arthur kisses his way across to her other breast, lavishing the same attention on it. He gets a little carried away and bites lightly.
“Ah!” Gwen gasps.
“Sorry,” he says, স্নেহ চুম্বন her breast softly now.
“No… I liked it,” she admits.
“What? Oh…” He stares a moment, his eyes wide, and she cups his cheek, bringing his face back up to hers, স্নেহ চুম্বন him.
Arthur’s hand slides down now, over the soft skin of her flat stomach, till his fingers touch lace. He skims his fingers over the small জামা for a moment, then pulls his lips away. “I want to see,” he whispers.
“Okay…” Gwen says, puzzled as to why he wants to see her panties.
“Blue?” he asks. “Why blue? I mean, I like them, but I guess I was expecting white…”
Gwen giggles a bit. “They are my ‘something blue’ for the wedding,” she says. “You know, something old, something new, something borrowed…”
“Something blue,” Arthur finishes quietly. He is staring at them.
“Baby?” Gwen prompts.
“Hmm? Oh. They’re distracting… I guess I didn’t realize how… distracting… your underthings might be…”
He likes my underwear. That’s unexpected. “Maybe they should come off, then,” she whispers, barely audible.
His eyes snap back to her face.
That got his attention.
“Yes… I guess they… probably should…” he says. Then he pounces again, his lips crashing onto hers. She squeaks in surprise, but kisses him back with equal fervor. His hand that was lingering at her waist is pulling at her panties now, and she lifts her hips so he can slide the pale blue জামা off.
“Me, too,” he says taking her hand and gently guiding it to his briefs, indicating that she should do it.
Gwen hooks her thumbs into the waistband and tugs, starting to pull them down. She doesn’t account for his anatomy, though, and it gets caught a moment.
“Whoa… wait,” he says, helping now, and in a few moments they are both completely naked.
Finally.
Their hands get bolder, their lips get hungrier. Arthur’s fingers slip between Gwen’s thighs, touching her. He groans when he discovers that she is thoroughly wet and thoroughly ready. She gasps as he finds that spot, tossing her head to the side reflexively.
She moans quietly and slides her hand down his chest and over his stomach until she finds her target, touching shyly, not entirely sure what to do with it.
Arthur groans and drops his head onto her shoulder, rendered weak at her touch. Gwen wraps her fingers around his length, holding him in her hand. She squeezes lightly and he groans.
“Oh…” He slips a single finger inside her now, moving it in and out a few times.
“Ah…” she gasps, and her hand moves, sliding on his shaft.
“Yes,” he says, “do that some more.”
“Oh,” she gasps, moving her hand up and down along his length, gradually growing in confidence until he suddenly tells her to stop.
“Please… আপনি need to stop…” he grunts, lifting his head from her breast.
Gwen giggles a little again and removes her hand. Arthur kisses her lips again, removing his fingers from her and settling himself between her waiting thighs.
“Yes, Arthur,” she whispers, stroking his cheek with her fingertips.
“I প্রণয় you, Guinevere,” he mutters against her lips.
“I প্রণয় you, Arthur,” she answers, sliding her thighs against his hips.
He drops his hips and moves himself into position, sliding অগ্রবর্তী just slightly, entering her slowly, trying to be gentle.
Gwen closes her eyes and takes a deep breath as Arthur plunges forward, breaking through.
He feels her tense up as the pain hits her. “I’m sorry,” he whispers, স্নেহ চুম্বন her ear, her cheek, her lips, peppering her face and neck with soft, gentle kisses, trying to চুম্বন away any pain he caused.
“It’s all right,” Gwen says, breathing again, “couldn’t be helped.”
Arthur waits a minute, waiting for her to adjust to his intrusion, willing his over-stimulated body to be still for just a little longer. Feels so good… No. Don’t think about how amazingly good she feels…
Gwen wraps her arms around his shoulders, hugging him to her while he waits. She kisses his cheek; she moves one hand up to thread through his hair.
“Better?” he asks.
“I think so,” she says.
He lifts himself up again and slides out and then back in again, moving slowly, finding his rhythm.
“Oh,” Gwen gasps, her hips moving to meet his thrusts now, her hands groping for him, looking for somewhere to grasp. She grips his arms, his chest, his face, then gives up and throws her hands up over her head.
“God… Guinevere…” Arthur groans softly, watching her writhing beneath him, her small, lithe body আরো beautiful than his imagination could have rendered.
Gwen opens her eyes and meets his dark gaze. She moves her hands up to his face again, pulling his lips down to hers, needing his kisses as delicious আগুন spreads through her body, starting and ending where they are joined.
“Mmm,” Arthur hums into her, then tears his lips away. “Oh… no…” he grunts, thrusting deep and hard, stilling as his seed rushes forth within her.
He collapses carefully over her, tucking his face into her neck. “I couldn’t hold on any longer,” he whispers.
“It’s all right, Baby, it was wonderful,” Gwen says, shifting slightly beneath him.
“Not for you, it wasn’t,” he argues, rolling off of her and to the side, pulling her with him, against his side.
“I’m fine,” she says.
“I feel like a heel,” he confesses.
“Well, we’ll just have to try again, won’t we?” Gwen says, tilting her head up to চুম্বন his chin.
“What? Oh,” Arthur says, a slow grin spreading across his face as her words sink in. “I think I need a little time, though,” he chuckles. She kisses his chest.
xXx
Gwen snuggles against Arthur, having just returned from a little quick clean-up in the bathroom. Her hair is now in a loose braid, to keep it from tangling.
“I still feel bad,” Arthur says, স্নেহ চুম্বন her forehead.
“Stop it, you. আপনি have the rest of your life to make it up to me.”
“I do, don’t I?” he says, smiling a little now.
They lie quietly for a time, Gwen tracing patterns on Arthur’s chest, Arthur stroking her back.
Ask him. আপনি know you’re dyin’ to know. “Arthur?”
“Yes, darlin’?”
“Had আপনি ever… done that before?”
He is quiet for just a little longer than she would have liked, and she is just about to say “never mind,” when he answers.
“I’m not entirely sure,” he says.
“How can আপনি not be entirely sure?” she asks, lifting her head to look at him.
“Well, college, আপনি know. অথবা maybe আপনি don’t know. আপনি probably kept your head well into your studies.”
“As আপনি already know, yes,” Gwen says. “I didn’t go in much for partyin’. Mama had just died and I had to keep my scholarship.”
“Of course. Well, my freshman বছর was a bit… cliché,” he admits. “First time away from home, so I went a little wild. Drinkin’, carryin’ on, আপনি know.”
“I have an idea, yes.”
“Well, one mornin’ I woke up to find myself in বিছানা with a girl I had no recollection of seein’ before. We were both completely bare-assed naked, of course, and I had no idea what had gone on the night before.”
“Arthur…” she admonishes.
“I know, I know. It gets worse, too. I got outta বিছানা before she woke up and got dressed and went back to my dorm room and never saw her again.”
“You should have at least ব্যক্ত goodbye. অথবা waited till she woke up in case she could tell আপনি what happened.”
“Well, there were some clues,” he says, raking his hand through his hair, clearly embarrassed and uncomfortable.
“Clues?”
“Um, condom wrapper on the desk, for one…”
“At least আপনি used one, if আপনি did anything.”
“Yeah. Maybe she wasn’t as drunk as me. So I guess the answer is yes, I’ve done this before, but I don’t remember any of it.”
“Doesn’t count, then,” Gwen decides, nuzzling his neck.
“That was near the end of freshman year. It was also the end of my partyin’. Hard partyin’, anyway. I didn’t want to suddenly find myself someone’s daddy. অথবা damage my brain too much. I was pre-law, after all.”
“Well, I’m glad that little phase didn’t last too long,” Gwen says, her hand still roving his chest, occasionally traveling lower to his stomach. She slides it across his stomach and stills her hand, hugging his waist.
“So was Pop,” Arthur chuckles. He slides his hand down her back and squeezes her rear once before just resting his hand there. “Your skin is so soft,” he says quietly, moving his thumb, softly stroking the skin on her hip.
“You’ll find out why when আপনি see my collection of lotions and creams,” she says, smirking at him.
“So, house with a bathroom that has lots of storage space, then,” he declares, reaching up with his free hand to tilt her chin up to his.
“You really want a house, don’t you?” Gwen asks in between his kisses.
“Mmm-hmm,” he answers, nibbling lightly at her lips now, coaxing them apart.
He must be ready to go again, Gwen thinks, her হৃদয় lurching excitedly in her chest.
“Ready for more?” he whispers in her ear, his lips brushing against her skin.
“I was ready for আরো fifteen মিনিট ago,” Gwen says, grinning at him.
“Ouch…” Arthur says, falling away, clutching his chest.
Gwen leans over him now, স্নেহ চুম্বন him, “Sorry, couldn’t pass it by,” she says.
He wraps his arms around her, holding her tightly against his chest. “I can’t say I blame you, but…” he flips her over suddenly, making her yelp and giggle in surprise, “you will pay for your smart comment, Mrs. Pendragon.”
“Oh, আপনি think so?” she shoots back, arching her back, pressing up against him.
“Oh,” Arthur grunts, “maybe not…” He leans down and kisses her, his hands boldly roving her skin, skimming down her side and back up to slide his thumb over her nipple a few times.
Gwen makes a mewling noise in her throat, plunging her fingers into his hair. Arthur kisses down her neck to her chest, leaving a hot wet trail of kisses on her skin. She sighs as his tongue slides over her nipple, his hand stroking her inner thigh, coaxing her legs apart.
It doesn’t take much convincing, and her legs part willingly for him as his fingers সরানো higher, finding her center again.
“Mmm, yes…” Gwen sighs as he touches, his fingers gentle.
“You’re not sore at all?” he whispers.
“No. Not right now,” she gasps. “Oh…” She reaches for him now, grasping him in her slender hand, moving around, exploring further than last time.
Arthur groans as she touches him, burying his face in her neck. He inhales deeply. “You smell so good…”
“So do you,” she answers, pulling him gently over her, guiding his shaft where she wants it.
Already? Arthur thinks, but doesn’t say anything, obliging his wife. He thrusts carefully into her, finding it much easier this time.
“Ah!” Gwen exclaims. It twinges a bit, but subsides quickly.
“Does it still hurt?” Arthur asks, concerned. He stills.
“Just a little at first,” Gwen says, “I’m okay now.”
“You sure?” he asks, still not moving.
“Go, Arthur,” she says, tilting her hips up against him, trying to encourage him.
“Okay,” he says, moving again. Gwen sighs. He moves a little faster and she moans softly, hooking a leg around his hip.
“Arthur,” she whispers his name, feeling something building, the tingling warmth spreading again, quicker this time.
He bends down and kisses her lips, then her ear, nipping the edge of it, his hand on her breast again. Her breathing is growing shallow and quick, her hands are clutching his shoulders, his chest, and she is starting to quiver beneath him.
“Oh… Arthur!” she cries out his name, digging her nails into his shoulders as her body bucks under his, her climax washing over her.
Arthur lets loose now, thrusting a half-dozen আরো times before reaching his own completion, clinging to her as she clings to him, a tangle of limbs.
“Better,” he sighs, sliding carefully out of her and rolling them on their sides.
“Oh, Lord,” Gwen says, “Now I know why people like to do that.”
Arthur laughs then, hugging her close and স্নেহ চুম্বন her forehead. He pulls the blankets over them now, snuggling into the large bed.
“What time is it, anyway?” Gwen asks after a bit.
“Nearly one,” Arthur says.
“No wonder I’m so beat,” she says. “I’m gonna like sleepin’ here with you, I think,” she adds, her voice growing quiet and sleepy.
“I’m gonna like havin’ আপনি here with me,” Arthur says. He lifts her chin and kisses her lips softly. “I প্রণয় আপনি so much, Guinevere,” he whispers.
“I প্রণয় you, too Arthur,” she whispers back. “Good night, Baby.”
xXx
Gwen stirs, slowly waking. She turns her face into her বালিশ and tries to move.
Why can’t I move? Then she feels something warm pressed against her back, an arm around her waist, holding her tightly.
That’s right. We got married yesterday, she thinks, smiling, her eyes still closed. She squirms backward, snuggling into him.
“People are tryin’ to sleep back here,” he mutters. Then she feels his lips on her neck.
“Oh, really, how many people আপনি got back there?” she asks, moving her head so he can আরো easily চুম্বন her neck.
He chuckles against her neck and squeezes her once before loosening his grip so she can turn to face him. “Good morning, Mrs. Pendragon.”
“Good morning, husband of mine,” she উত্তর back, স্নেহ চুম্বন him softly. “I like that. Mrs. Pendragon. It sounds better every time I hear it.”
“Me, too,” he says, leaning to চুম্বন her again. He tries to deepen the kiss, but she pulls away.
“Arthur… I haven’t brushed my teeth,” she protests, covering her mouth with her hand.
“I don’t care,” he says, trying again.
“I do,” she says, pressing her fingers against his lips. He kisses them instead.
“Are আপনি hungry?” he asks, giving up.
“A bit. I’d like a shower, actually.”
“Okay. But after that, do আপনি want to go down to the restaurant, get room service, or, I don’t know, check out and find a ভোজনকারী somewhere? Go home?”
“I’ve never had room service,” she says, grinning.
“Mmm, correct answer,” he says. Then he kisses her forehead and releases her. She slides from the bed, grabs her silk robe, and quickly puts it on.
I don’t know why I’m bashful all of a sudden, he’s already seen everything.
She goes into the bathroom and shuts the door. A moment later Arthur can hear water running, and he knows she must be brushing her teeth.
Was kind of hoping for round three this morning, he muses, frowning down at his lower half. He hears the ঝরনা turn on.
A moment later, he almost sees the little lightbulb go on over his head.
Padding to the bathroom door, he tries the knob, praying that it is unlocked.
It turns, and he grins.
“Arthur?” she asks.
I’m not as stealthy as I thought. “Just need to use the toilet, darlin’, is that all right?” he asks.
“Oh. Um, yeah, that’s fine,” she says, then resumes humming.
I do have to pee. He uses the toilet, and then brushes his own teeth. Then he creeps to the tub, shifting the curtain aside a bit.
Her back is to him, so he slips inside and wraps his arms around her waist.
“Ah! Arthur!” she yelps loudly, jumping. “What the hell are you—”
He silences her protests with his lips, স্নেহ চুম্বন her properly, the way he wanted to before. She melts into his embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck, a bar of soap still clutched in one hand.
“I brushed my teeth,” he tells her once he releases her lips. “And I wanted to ঝরনা with you.”
“Apparently,” she says, sliding her soapy hands down his chest, pushing him slightly away.
“Wait, what are you…?”
“I want to see,” she says, slowly looking down.
“Oh…” he says, surprised. Then he grins. “Well?”
“I’ve never seen one… that color… before…” she says, biting her lip.
“So you’ve seen one?”
“Arthur, I have a younger brother who used to like to run around nekkid as a jaybird until he was nearly ten years old,” she says, smirking at him.
Arthur laughs, then, boldly raking his own eyes over her glistening wet body as well.
“You probably should pretend আপনি don’t know that পরবর্তি time আপনি see him,” Gwen says.
“It’ll be difficult, that’s for damn sure,” he says, still chuckling as he reaches for her again. “Now come here. Bring that soap, too.”
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