Gwen
Gwen let go of Mordred's hand briefly to fix her left boot. She straightened up and with a cheeky glance over her shoulder at Mordred, she looked around at Westminister Abbey.
"Nice... big."
Spike and Faolan
"Pretty," Faolan commented.
"Yeah, like a great big wedding cake," Spike said dryly. "Always looks the same everytime I see it."
The group walked inside.
"Killed a monk here once," Spike commented.
Gwen
"Nice," Gwen commented, entwining her fingers with Mordred's.
"You been here before?" she asked him.
The Mavericks, Spike and Faolan
"School trip," Mordred answered her. "That was it. Nice looking around without a tour guide. Means you can take your time."
"Some of my ancestors are buried here," Demetria told them.
"Really? That's a bit of the alright," Vortigern said as he held Spike's hand and leaned into the vampire. Together, the group was strong enough to handle any problems that might come across because of Spike and Vortigern's PDAs.
Faolan hung onto Demetria's hand and looked around.
Gwen
Gwen walked a metre in front of Mordred and bent slightly, flashing him her bare ass.
"Hmmm, my boot seems to be..." Gwen grinned. "Coming... undone..."
Mordred
Mordred's eyes bugged out. "Gwen..." He looked around. Spike and Vortigern had gone off together, and Demetria was lifting Faolan up to see some of the stained glass windows. "You're a bloody tease. C'mon." He grabbed her hand and tugged her away from the others.
Gwen
Gwen giggled.
"Me, a tease?"
Her face was a picture of innocence.
"Never."
Mordred
"Bloody tease, swanning around with no knickers on..." Mordred growled, one hand going up her skirt as he pulled her into an alcove. "Flashing me then, and at breakfast. Very bad girl." He closed the door behind them and lifted her skirt as he kissed her, the other hand going to his fly.
Gwen
Gwen's eyes were gentle but her tone was challenging.
"Well... then maybe I should be punished."
She reached down to his fly and released him from the confines of his pants, and stroked him slowly.
"And you loved every minute of it," she whispered.
Morded, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred bared his teeth. "Punish later, shag now." He wriggled his pants to his knees and lifted her slightly to slam into her. "Wicked girl...I knew you had no knickers on the whole time. And every *time* you bent slightly, I could see *straight* up your skirt..." He kissed her fiercely, almost half out of his mind with lust.
Vortigern bit his lip as his twin lost control of his shielding and moaned slightly. Spike looked at him.
"Pet?" His words were cut off by a pair of lips.
"F*ck me. Now."
"Rightio then..."
Gwen
"Oh God," Gwen moaned as he slammed into her.
She kissed him back, a finger tracing the outline of his jawbone.
"Looks... like... I'll... have... to... tease... you... more... often," Gwen gasped.
The Mavericks and Spike
"You do, and I might just die," Mordred grunted as he pounded into her again and again. One hand went down between them and he fingered her almost cruelly.
Spike and Vortigern found a secluded place of their own and soon, Vortigern was bent over a table with Spike stretching him. "Please, god, no, Spike..." Vortigern moaned.
"If you can;t keep quiet, I'll have to gag you," Spike whispered into his lover's ear. Vortigern yelped as Spike's fingers hit his prostate. "Gag it is then." Vortigern moaned around the cloth of Spike's t-shirt.
Demetria looked around. "Well, that's just fantastic. C'mon, Faolan."
Gwen
Gwen shuddered in pleasure, leaning forward into his hand. She kissed him deeply, arms on his back, desperately pulling him closer to her.
"Can't have that then," Gwen moaned.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Bloody hell, Gwen," Mordred snarled into her ear. "You don't, and it wouldn't be nearly as much fun for both of us, would it?" He pushed her top up and fondled her breasts, rolling her nipple between his fingers. The table thumped into the wall. "You knew, we'd wind up doing this, didn't you? We're screwing in a *church*, for Christ's sake! Westminister Abbey, no less!"
Spike bit down on Vortigern's shoulder as he made Vortgern see stars. The teen was moaning almost continously around the cloth of Spike's t- shirt.
Gwen
Gwen grinned, then let out a loud moan.
"Wasn't exactly how I planned it, but, close enough," she replied, bringing her head up and kissing his neck.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred chuckled slightly. "You havta be quiet, or we're gonna get caught." He bit down on her shoulder, muffling his own moan. "Wouldn't want that to happen, would we?" He bent his head to her breasts and sucked on the cloth of her bra above her erect nipples.
Spike howled silently as he came, Vortigern bucking his hips and screaming into the gag. They lay there for a bit, catching their breaths.
Gwen
Gwen grinned.
"Nope, can't have that."
She arched her back as she started to come.
"OH God," she bit her lip to keep from screaming.
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
Mordred lifted her legs and put them over his shoulders, opening her up and letting him go deeper. "Gwen, love, god..." He pounded into her, the slap of skin against skin almost shockingly loud.
Spike pulled out of Vortigern, and kissed his shoulders as the almost comatose blonde lay against the table. "Wasn't that fun?"
"Yyy..."
Gwen
Gwen pulled Mordred's face down to meet hers and she kissed him roughly, then bit his bottom lip and held on for a few seconds.
"Oh, oh, oh," Gwen moaned softly.
MOrdred, Spike and Vortigern
"Hell, Gwen..." Mordred buried his face in her chest, before taking one of her nipples into his mouth and sucking on it so he could keep the noise down. His moans vibrated against her as his fingers danced along her between their bodies.
Spike cleaned Vortiger up, the teen just lying there, nearly asleep.
"C'mon, love. Let's see what everyone else is up to." Spike grinned happily.
Gwen
Gwen reached down, gritting her teeth, and took hold of the base of Mordred's shaft. She lightly ran her fingers over his sac and kissed him roughly again, feeling her muscles clench as she neared climax.
"Oh God..."
The Mavericks and Spike
Come for me, love, Mordred ordered her, as he pinched the sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs and nipped the nipple in his mouth between his teeth.
Spike got Vortigern moving again, and they found Demetria being broody but still showing Faolan a good time. She glanced at them. "Have you no shame?"
"Mordred started it," Vortigern said faintly.
"More accurate to say Gwen started it, the little prick tease," Spike murmured. "Suprised he didn't bend her over the kitvhan table this morning, the way she was going on."
Gwen
Gwen roughly pulled Mordred in for another kiss so as to stifle her screams as she came. Her hips bucked wildly as she came again and again.
Mordred
Mordred yelled into her mouth as he finally let go of the iron control he'd been practising all morning. Her muscles clenched along him, prolonging his orgasm as he shuddered his way through his climax, almost blacking out for a few seconds.
Gwen
Gwen kissed Mordred briefly before standing up and straightening her skirt.
"Come on, we should find the others..."
She bent down and licked him clean.
Mordred
Mordred reached down and lifted her up. "Don't start that again," he warned in a gravelly voice.
Gwen
Gwen coyly smoothed her skirt down and feigned innocence.
"Start what again?" she asked as she took his hand and led him from the room.
Mordred and Demetria
"You know what," Mordred said as they rejoined the group. Demetria was looking faintly irritated, which the other two Mavericks meant she was fuming on the inside. "Shall we finish looking at the cathedral now? Or do we want to go somewhere else?"
Gwen
"I'm not fussed," Gwen said, smoothing her hair down. "Where else can we go?"
"You know, you're leaking out of me as we speak," Gwen said to Mordred.
MOrdred, Spike and Demetria
Mordred bit back a moan, turned on by the thought. "We...we could go to the zoo," he offered.
"That could be good," Spike said thoughtfully. The brat would enjoy it."
"What do you think, Gwen?" Demetria asked sweetly.
Gwen
"Yeah, sounds good to me."
Gwen ran her fingers lightly up Mordred's arm.
"Maybe we should take a cab, save you guys porting, don't want to tire you out..."
"Not until later, anyway," Gwen added silently to Mordred.
The Mavericks, Faolan and Spike
Mordred's eyes darkened to black. "Yeah, good point." They walked out the front to the cab rank.
Spike could smell the sex oozing off Gwen and Mordred. But then again, he couldn't talk. He and Vort smelled just as bad.
They caught a couple of cabs, Demetria with Vort and Spike, and Faolan riding with Gwen.
Gwen
The cab ride was short and once they reached the zoo, they clambered out of the cab and looked around.
"I haven't been to a zoo in forever."
Gwen paused.
"Well, that's a lie, I stole something from a zoo once."
Mordred and Demetria
"Really, what?" Mordred asked.
Demetria rolled her eyes and picked up Faolan as he came to her. She could see she was the only one who could think normally today.
Gwen
"A little jade tiger figurine thing."
Gwen smiled and took Mordred's hand.
"So... where to?"
The Mavericks, Spike and Faolan
Demetria rolled her eyes. "C'mon, Faolan, we'll go to the lions house."
"Really?" Faolan said in excitement as she took his hand. The golden haired girl led him off, then turned to look back at the two couples.
"Just don't get caught." Then she picked Faolan up and headed to the area with the big cats.
Mordred raised Gwen's hand to his mouth and kissed it. "Let's go to the Reptile house." I want to pay her back for some of this. I can do it in there, it's dark.
"We'll all meet up for lunch, later," Spike suggested as he walked away with Vortigern.
"Good idea," Mordred said. "See you then." He turned to Gwen. "C'mon." He took her hand and they started walking.
Gwen
Gwen obediently followed Mordred, and upon reaching the Reptile House, she turned to kiss him.
"Hmmm, so, reptiles..."
Mordred
"Yeah, snakes and lizards and creepy crawlies like that..." Mordred kissed her, and one hand went up her skirt. There was like no one around, and it was dark so they wouldn't notice straight away. "Bend over the bar," he whispered into her ear as his fingers rubbed her.
Gwen
Gwen bent over the bar and leant back into Mordred's hand, then reached behind her and slowly unzipped his fly. She turned her head to kiss him.
"Yeah... creepy crawlies..."
Mordred
"Bad things lurking in the dark," Mordred said. "Perfect for us then." His fingers didn't stop moving. "What type of snake is that, anyway? Cobra. Deadly things. Had enpugh trouble with them when Glory turned up."
Gwen
Gwen shuddered, both from Mordred's fingers and the memories of Glory.
"Yeah..."
She released him from his pants and stroked gently, dsitracted more by what he was doing to her. She started to breathe a little heavier.
Mordred
Mordred kissed over her shoulders as he thrust into her hand slowly. "You know, we keep doing this, we're gonna get caught. Nothing can top what we did in the Abbey though. And I'm gonna punish you for that later." He twisted his fingers inside her as he rubbed with his thumb.
Gwen
"We'll just have to be really careful," Gwen whispered.
Her dainty fingers danced along his length. "Punish me? I like the sound of that..."
She smiled to herself, while plotting to do a lot more teasing before the day was over.
Mordred
"I want to hear you scream for me when we go home," Mordred growled softly into her ear. "I'm going to tease you until you beg." Mordred dropped to his knees suddenly and spread her legs further apart with his hands as he tasted himself on her.
Gwen
Gwen's hands clenched harder at the bar she was leaning on. She started panting, struggling to keep her balance.
"Mmm," she moaned softly.
Mordred
"Careful or someone will hear you and come to see what's going on," Mordred mumured into her, his voice vibrating against her. "And we wouldn't want that." He delved into her center with his tongue.
Gwen
Gwen gripped the bar hard enough to bend it. Her hips bucked against Mordred's tongue, and her knees were going weak. She bit her lip to keep from screaming.
Mordred
Mordred teased her with little flicks of his tongue, then he sensed someone coming. He got up and zipped himself up, before taking her hand. "C'mon, we haven;t looked at hardly anything else yet." He took in her panting, sweaty state with a gleeful eye as a mother walked by with her little boy and a stroller with a baby in it.
Gwen
Gwen smiled to herself. That called for heavy payback.
She pulled him behind the Reptile House and wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him roughly.
"Now who's the tease?"
Mordred
"Well, did you really want to get caught?" Mordred asked her as he slid a hand up her leg and inserted his denimclad leg between her thighs. "I *don't* think that kid would have appreaciated having a sed ed lesson this early in life."
Gwen
"Never to early to learn," Gwen commented.
She stroked him through his pants before straightening up.
"Come on, let's go find something to look at."
She walked away from him, bent so he could see her bare beneath her skirt, then skipped off.
Mordred
Mordred walked after her. Icebergs, cold showers, Jean in a slip...there, that did it. "The night enclosure?" He suggested.
Gwen
Gwen nodded and simply led him over there, walking inside and looking around. Empty, convenient.
She pushed him up against a wall and kissed his lips lingeringly before sliding down his body and unzipping his fly. She pulled his length out and took it into her mouth, slowly swirling her tongue around his head.
Mordred
"Gwen, love, hell," Mordred moaned as his hands went to her head and he stroked her hair. His head thumped backwards against the wall.
Gwen
Gwen looked up and smiled, then continued to stroke him while taking more and more of him into her mouth, humming slightly, letting her throat vibrate around him.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Ohhhh, f*cckkkk..." Mordred panted, hips moving slightly.
Vortigern yelped as the link suddenly opened again. Damn Mordred. And damn Gwen. He took Spike's hand and led him into the men's toliets. They went into a cubicle and Vortigern dropped to his knees as he took down Spike's jeans and swallowed him whole.
"Pet!" Spike hissed.
Gwen
Gwen let him fall from her mouth.
"Shhh," she said teasingly, an eyebrow raised.
She took him in her hand and blew lightly on the tip, and with her tongue, sent a soft spark out, everytime her tongue touched him. She licked along the sides of him, giving him tiny painless electric shocks.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred bit his tongue and kept his mouth shut, even as his eyes rolled up in his head under the pleasurab;le torture she was giving him. You're such a tease. And I'm losing whatever morals I had about having sex in public spaces.
Spike bit into his forearm as Vortigern hummed around him, tongue flicking around the head and around his foreskin. He didn't know what had gotten into his boy, but he knew he liked it.
Blood trickled from the side of Mordred's mouth as he bit down on the inside of his lip.
Gwen
Gwen giggled, then pulled back and kissed the top of his head gently. She blew on it again, and used stroked him, while slowly sliding him back into her mouth.
She paused, hearing noises and stood up quickly, planting a kiss on Mordred's lips, licking the blood away.
"Someone's coming lover... and it's not you," she said with a smirk.
Mordred
Mordred growled as he zipped himself up carefully. "Bitch," he said, not really meaning it. "C'mon." He took her hand and walked away quickly as an old aged couple walked into the room. He found a staff door, and opened it, pulling her in behind him. It was a small, dark cupboard. "Sometimes you want roses...and sometimes you just want a bit of the rough." He dropped to his knees and put her leg over his shoulder as he licked at her.
Gwen
Gwen grinned, and gasped softly.
She pulled him up quickly and kissed him roughly.
"Enough... I want you in me."
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Who am I to say no?" Mordred unzipped his jeans and worked them a bit down his hips before he lifted her hips slightly and slammed into her. "I look at you, and I want you. Do you have any idea what you do to me?" He knew they were both too close to keep playing for much longer. He rolled his hips slightly.
Spike howled into his arm as he came into Vortigern's eagerly awaiting mouth. Then he pulled Vortigern up and kissed him, tongue eagerly seeking out the traces of himself in his boy's mouth. "Turn about's fair play, pet." He undid Vortigern's pants and licked at him.
Gwen
Gwen thrusted back towards him, one hand through his hair. She licked his lips, lightly nipping them with her teeth.
"I have a fair idea," she panted.
MOrdred, Vortgern and Spike
"You make me lose any *semblance*," he thrust into her hard, "of control." Mordred held onto her hips and buried his face in her neck, nipping and licking. One of his hands went down between them.
Vortigern gasped softly as Spike put over a hundred years of experience to work.
Gwen
Gwen's eyes rolled back as she started to come.
"OH GOD!" She muffled her scream by leaning into Mordred's should, biting down hard enough to draw blood.
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
Mordred bit down on his lip as he came into her, shuddering with orgasm. Her teeth in his shoulder had pushed him over that edge.
Vortigern wailed quietly as he came into Spike's mouth, pushed by Mordred's orgasm into his own. Spike cleaned him up then put him away. They left the men's room, followed by some odd glances.
Gwen
Gwen kissed Mordred tenderly, then adjusted herself as he pulled out of her.
"Well, who says the zoo is boring?"
Mordred
"Not me," Mordred said in a husky voice as he kissed her. He thought for a moment, then dropped to his knees. "Better clean you up, at least a little." He started to do so with his tongue.
Gwen
"Damn you, you did that on purpose," Gwen said through clenched teeth, as she entwined her fingers through his hair.
Mordred
Mordred chuckled against her. You bet I did, angel. He started using his fingers as well. But can't exactly have you going out there with cum sliding down your legs. Don't want to get kicked out. Well, not yet.
Gwen
"You do know you're just making a bigger mess down there, right?" Gwen asked, looking down at him, a cheeky grin on her face.
She let out a quiet moan and her hips bucked against his mouth and hand.
Mordred
Then I'd just have to clean you up again. Mordred sighed. Someone has to do it...
Gwen
Gwen smiled, then threw her head back as she started to come.
"MORDRED!"
She bit on her arm to stop from screaming out.
Mordred
Mordred toook everything she had to give, then stood up, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. "We better get going before they ned to use this closet," he told her, and took a bit of a looksee telepathically. "Coast is clear, c'mon." They left the little dank room and started wandering again, Mordred's arm around her waist.
Gwen
Gwen's knees were still kind of weak from the escapade in the closet, so she just leaned into Mordred, letting him do most of the walking.
Mordred
Mordred smirked slightly. "You alright there, love? Need to sit down and get your strength back?"
Gwen
"I'm fine," Gwen replied, shooting him a mock angry glare.
"My strength is plenty back."
Mordred
"Is it now? Then you won't mind if we play a bit more." Mordred steered her over to one of the enclosures, which had a high wall next to a tree that hung over the moat between the animals and the wall. He stood behind her and lifted her skirt at the front, sliding his hand up the inside of her legs and playing with her curls.
Gwen
Gwen spread her legs a little more and reached behind her to unzip his fly again, taking him out and stroking painfully slowly.
"I'm surprised you're still up for it."
Mordred
"With you, I'm always up for it," Mordred growled as his eyes closed briefly. "Anywhere, anytime." He nudged his fingers inside her, three of them at once.
Gwen
Gwen gasped, closing her eyes.
"If this is what happens just coz I tease you in the morning, might have to do it more often, won't I?"
She squeezed him gently, and resumed her stroking, going faster, bit by bit.
Mordred
To anyone passing, nothing out of the ordinary was happening. Just a boy and a girl standing together with his hands around her waist, looking at the animals in the enclosure.
"You made me so hard I thought I would die..." Mordred whispered into her ear. He rubbed her and twisted his fingers as he moved his hips minutely in time with her hand.
Gwen
Gwen trembled in desire as she turned her head to capture Mordred's lips with her own.
"I'd never let that happen," she whispered back. She let her tongue slide down to his hickey and she nipped at it, sending tiny electric shocks through his body again.
Gwen leaned back, rubbing her ass against Mordred's crotch, still stroking him with her hand.
Mordred
"Mmmmm," Mordred moaned into her ear. He lifted her skirt slightly and took his fingers out before he entered her from behind. He kept playing with her as he leant his forehead against her shoulder, kissing her neck. His coat covered what they were doing but just barely. They wouldn't be able to move too much.
Gwen
Gwen moaned and thrust her hips back slightly at him, spreading her legs a little more.
"I love you so much," she whispered.
Mordred
"Love you, Gwen, cariad, angel..." Mordred groaned into her ear. "Oh god, Gwen...you're so perfect."
His other hand slid up her top to play with her nipples.
Mordred
"Love you, Gwen, cariad, angel..." Mordred groaned into her ear. "Oh god, Gwen...you're so perfect."
His other hand slid up her top to play with her nipples.
Gwen
Gwen let her head fall back and rest on Mordred's shoulder, biting her lip as she neared climax. She reached up and stroked his cheek weakly.
"Love you."
Mordred
"Love you..." Mordred panted. "Come for me, love." He twisted his fingers slightly and rolled her nipple between his fingers.
Gwen
"Ooohhhhhh."
Gwen shuddered as she climaxed, clenching around Mordred, and then unclenching, over and over.
Mordred
Mordred buried his face in Gwen's shoulder to muffle his groan as he came. He waited for a bit, then carefully slid out of her, patting her skirt back down. "Now you're all messy again. I'll have to do something about that." He nipped at the hickey on her neck.
Gwen
Gwen's eyes were glazed over as she looked at Mordred.
"You..."
She leaned against the wall, supporting herself so she didn't fall.
Mordred
Mordred chuckled slightly and leant in to steal a kiss. "All's fair, love. All's fair."
Gwen
"You're going to cop it later, you know," Gwen smiled, panting lightly.
She held tightly onto the railing.
Mordred
"You deserved it for this morning," Mordred told her as he put a hand around her waist. "And I'll be looking forward to it, mo cariad."
Gwen
Gwen leaned back into his arms.
"Me?"
She grinned.
"What did I do this morning?"
Mordred
"Rubbed up against me, flashed me, ran your hands up the inside of your legs," Mordred recited, then paused. "That's something we haven't done."
Gwen
"I did no such thing," Gwen said, smiling innocently.
She paused.
"What haven't we done?"
Mordred
"You did, and you know you did." Mordred kissed her neck. "Watched the other one get themselves off."
Gwen
"Ah."
Gwen's eyes twinkled.
"Maybe tonight..."
Mordred
"Maybe, maybe." Mordred smacked her ass. "And you still need to be punished I think. Need to clean you up a little too. You're a mess, angel." He put his hand in the small of her back and steered her towards a place he was thinking of.
Gwen
Gwen grinned as they headed to the shed. She opened the door and pulled him inside.
Mordred
Mordred kicked the door closed with his boot, and put a sack of feed against it so it couldn't be opened from the outside. That taken care of, he knelt in front of her and pushed her skirt up around her waist. He licked up the inside of her legs, ignoring where he knew she wanted him to go.
Gwen
"Damn you," Gwen said through clenched teeth.
She caressed his face lightly.
Mordred
"Mmmm?" Mordred hummed against her folds for a moment, before latching onto the inside of her leg and sucking fiercely.
Gwen
"Oh God..."
Gwen's knees were shaking, almost ready to give out as she looked desperately around for something to sit on.
Mordred
Behind you. Mordred told her telepthically, and he pushed her backwards slightly as he shuffled forwards on his knees. He briefly darted his tongue into her, then returned his attention to the inside of her legs.
Gwen
Gwen let out a moan as she sat down and spread her legs for him. She entwined her fingers through his hair and traced his jawbone with her finger.
"Mordred..." she gasped.
Mordred
"Hmmmm?" Mordred hummed against her skin. He looked up at her. "What is it, Gwen?"
Gwen
"You're. A. Bloody. Tease," Gwen said through clenched teeth. She grabbed hold of the side of the sandbag she was sitting on and clutched at it tightly.
Mordred
"Me?" Mordred said innocently, then smiled evilly. "Turn about's fair play, love. Don't dish it if you can't take it." His hands drew little circles across the tops of her legs.
Gwen
Gwen shot him a look that could freeze Hell.
"Just, God... Mordred... do you want to sleep alone tonight?"
Mordred
"No, ma'am," Mordred said cheerfully, grinning. Then he put his head down and set to with a vengeance, licking, sucking, biting. He moved her legs slightly farther apart with his hands.
Gwen
Gwen shivered as his tongue entered her.
"Ohhhhhhhh."
She stroked his hair affectionately and rolled her head back on her shoulders, reaching boiling point.
Mordred
Mordred brought his hand up to further stimulate her. I love you.
Gwen
"I love you too," Gwen whispered, before letting out a loud scream as she came.
Mordred
Mordred licked her clean, before standing up and sucking on his fingers. "Someone will have heard that, you know," he told her. The knock on the door re-enforced that statement. "Let's go." He took her hand and 'ported them to a grove of trees.
Gwen
Gwen leant against Mordred, panting.
"So evil... alright, let's find the others... as soon as I'm able to walk again."
Mordred
"*I'm* evil?" Mordred said in disbelief. "You got me so hard and aroused I shagged you in a chrurch. One of the most famous churches in the world." His hand drew small abstract patterns over the skin of her stomach.
Gwen
"But it was fun," Gwen remarked with a wink.
She kissed his neck.
"I don't think I can walk, ever again."
Mordred
"Good. Then you can't tease me with flashes up your skirt."
Mordred kissed her lips.
"We should find the others and get some lunch."
Gwen
Gwen gave a cheeky smile.
"You can still eat after all that?"
She kissed him again.
"Oh I can still tease you."
Mordred
"I need to keep up my strength," Mordred told her seriously. "I'm a growing boy."
Gwen
Gwen kissed him gently.
"Alright, my legs are working again. Let's find the others."
Mordred
"Yep." Mordred nodded and slipped his hand in hers. "They're all together, anyway. Waiting for us, actually. They're just about to get some lunch." He nuzzled her neck as they walked through the zoo grounds.
Gwen
Gwen smiled happily as they caught up with the others, her hand safely and securely in Mordred's.
"So, how's everyone's day been?"
Spike, Vortigern, Demetria and Faolan
"Rewarding," Spike drawled. Vortigern looked elsewhere and blushed.
"Fun!" Faolan said happily. "I saw birds and cats and crocodillies and, and lots!"
"Yes, what he said," Demetria said dryly. "Eat your lunch, Fao."
Gwen
"Mmm, it has been a rewarding day, hasn't it?"
Gwen bent down and carefully sat down so as not to flash anyone... except Mordred of course.
Mordred
Mordred's eyes crossed briefly and he sucked in a breath.
Spike snickered. From the smell of the two of them, they'd been going at it like rabbits, and Electrogirl could still get a rise out of the boy.
Mordred reached over and dragged Gwen into his lap. "So, where's our lunch?"
"Here. We just got a lot of chips," Vortigern said, handing over a paper package to Mordred and Gwen.
Gwen
Gwen lay back against Mordred, then just to be mean, she ground her hips on his lap, while nonchalantly reaching for a chip.
"So more sight seeing after this?"
The Mavericks and Spike
Mordred moaned softly into her ear.
"Tower of London?" Spike suggested as he watched Vortigern's eyes glaze over as well. Well. That answered that little question about what the hell had got into Vortigern. His twin mustn't be governing the link as carefully as usual and the arousal was spilling over.
Mordred got some chips and put them in his mouth.
"Sounds good," Vortigern said faintly.
"Yeah." Mordrdred nodded.
"It will be fun for Fao," Demetria said.
"Tower of London it is then," SPike said gleefully. He knew plenty of nooks which were good for a couple of minutes.
Gwen
"Yep... goooood plan."
Gwen turned and licked Mordred's neck and ground her hips into him again.
The Mavericks and Spike
Mordred's hips moved under her and his head tilted back slightly.
Vortigern moaned softly and Spike chuckled. He *really* had to get Gwen a present.
"Well, we'll finish lunch and then we;ll go," Spike said.
Demetria shook her head slightly as she fed Faolan.
Gwen
Gwen stood suddenly, standing over Mordred, knowing he had full view under her skirt. She spread her legs slightly, and bent down, bare ass inches away from Mordred's face as she picked up some of the rubbish, then straightened up, giving Mordred another eyeful and headed off to find a bin.
The Mavericks
"Bloo-*dy* hell," Mordred moaned. How did she do this to him so quickly?
Spike snickered as Vortigern licked his lips slightly, and kissed his boy deeply. "Let's get going."
"Quite," Demetria drawled as she stood and dumped the rest of the rubbish in a bin. Faolan giggled.
Gwen
Gwen walked back over to Mordred and took his hand.
"Enjoy the show?" she murmured into his ear.
Mordred and Spike
"Ohhhhh godddd," Mordred groaned as he stood up. "You really are going to kill me."
Spike sniffed appreciatively as the scent of both Vortigern's and Mordred's arousal kept rising. This did bode well.
They all started to walk towards the entrance.
Gwen
"Now, now, I'd never let that happen."
Gwen grinned as they hailed more cabs. Mordred, Vort, Dem and Faolan went in one, which left, strangely enough, Spike and Gwen in the other. She let Spike get in first so she didn't give him an eyeful, then climbed in after him and sat down as the cab started off for the Tower of London.
"Having a good day?" Gwen asked pleasantly.
Spike
"Thanks to you I am, pet," Spike said grinning. "Never thought Vort had it in him, really."
Gwen
"Thanks to me?"
Gwen looked puzzled.
"What did I do?"
Spike
Spike looked at her, then chuckled. "You really don't know? Oh, *pet*. It's been fun. They're linked, ya know." He tapped the side of his head. "Didn't you see them at lunch? I didn't have to touch him or anything, he was already hard from what you were doing to the wolf. You're driving them both insane."
Gwen
Gwen smiled cheekily, raising an eyebrow.
"So... uh... Vort felt... everything Mordred and I did today... how very novel."
She leaned her head back against the seat.
"Well... that's useful, isn't it? So, if I play my cards right, you and I will both get *very* lucky at the Tower."
Spike
"Oh, it's gonna be fun, pet." Spike grinned. "How soon do you reckon we can drive them totally barking?"
Gwen
Gwen smiled.
"Well..."
She bit her lip.
"I've been doing an alright job of it already. Actually... it would drive them both insane getting all worked up and no release."
She grinned cheekily.
"How about that? Get them worked up with no release for awhile."
Spike
Spike snickered. "Oh, you're evil, pet. I knew I liked you. I'm buying you a pressie afterwards. We should get something for Dem too. Can't be very nice hanging around with us four and babysitting."
Gwen
"Yeah, good idea."
The cab stopped and Gwen once again let Spike get out first, then got out, winked at him and headed over to Mordred, standing so she had her back to him and leaned against his hips, grinding slowly.
The Mavericks and Spike
MOrdred hissed through his teeth. "Playing again, love?"
Spike headed over to Vortigern and winked at Denmetria as he drew a hand down the side of Vortigern's face. "Miss me, pet?"
"Y-y-yessss, Spike," Vortigern choked out as Spike's other hand groped his ass.
Gwen
Gwen rubbed her ass against his crotch and smiled coyly as she turned to look at him.
"Never."
She walked forward slightly and made sure no one else was looking and bent over to flash him.
Vortigern and Mordred
Mordred bit his lip to keep back a moan and followed her.
Vortigern whimpered slightly as Spike laved the two healing fangmarks on his neck. "C'mon, pet."
The group paid their admission and headed inside.
Gwen
Gwen rubbed her ass lightly over Mordred's crotch, and turned to kiss him, running her hands over him, then putting them in his pockets, squeezing him gently.
The Mavericks, Spike and Faolan
Mordred moaned into her mouth, hands going around to cup her ass as he moved against her.
Spike meanwhile was doing much the same thing to Vortigern.
Demetria shook her head and took Faolan by the hand to go and explore the Tower.
Both of the youths were driving each other insane through their link as their partners were being very evil.
Gwen
Gwen breathed into Mordred's ear, moving one hand to the waist band of his pants and slowly lowering it, feeling him harden even more. She licked at Mordred's neck, slowly.
"Mmm," she moaned into his ear.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Mmmmm," Mordred agreed. He looked around for people, saw noone except Vortigern and Spike, and hello! A doorway. He pulled Gwen over to it as his hand went up her skirt.
Spike grinned. Well, he'd lasted longer then the vampire had thought he would. He pressed Vortigern up against the wall, one hand down his lover's pants and rolling his balls in his black nailpolish tipped fingers.
Gwen
Gwen licked his neck and nipped lightly then pulled away, coyly shooting him a look over her shoulder. She winked at Spike as she walked past, and looked out at the view, knowing she was driving Mordred insane, as she leant on the railings, giving him another look at her bare ass.
MOrdred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred groaned. Oh, he was going to die. She was deliberately trying to kill him. He walked over to her carefully, and stroked the curve of her ass. "Why are you being so mean today?"
Spike pulled his hand out of Vortigern's pants, ignoring his whimper of protest and walked away. Vortigern followed as the vampire walked over to Gwen and Mordred.
Gwen
Gwen looked over and lip and smiled innocently.
"I'm not being mean... besides, haven't you had enough today?" she asked, knowing what his answer was going to be.
MOrdred, Vortigern and Spike
"I can never get enough of you," Mordred purred into her ear, hand going up her skirt and fingers sliding inside her.
Vortigern eyes were glassy and fixed with lust. Mordred's weren't much better.
Spike nibbled at the back of Vortigern's neck, and the teen tilted his head back, offering his throat.
Gwen
Gwen gently pulled his hand away.
"Tsk tsk..." she said softly, floucing off again, her skirt flicking up giving everyone a view of her.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"God *damn*," Mordred moaned before he set off after her.
Spike snickered and pulled away from Vortigern. He stumbled and nearly fell before the vampire caught him. "Careful, pet."
"God, Spike, f*ck me."
"Later, pet."
"You are so evil."
"It's in the job description, luv."
He steered Vortigern after Mordred and Gwen.
Gwen
Gwen was leaning against another railing, looking out at the view, her ass sticking up in the air.
She hummed quietly to herself, grinning, knowing Mordred was watching her, so she reached behind and slowly trailed her finger upwards underneath her skirt.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred watched it helplessly. Oh *god*.
Spike snickered as he slung an arm around Vortigern's shoulder then pushed him up against another wall for a prolonged pash session.
Gwen
Gwen turned around and smiled sweetly at Mordred, then made sure no one was around, and lifted the front of her skirt and slowly inserted a finger, then pulled it out and stuck it in her mouth.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Spike let his hand graze over Vortigern's crotch and his hips bucked forward as Vortigern moaned and tilted his head back, eyelashes fluttering over darkened chocolate eyes. Spike liked the sound so much, he did it again. Then he noticed something amusing. The wolf's hips moved in time with his boy's! Spike snickered.
Mordred could just watch her, almost whimpering but not quite as he swayed backwards and forwards.
Gwen
Gwen strutted over to Mordred and pushed him up against a wall, spreading her legs so one of his legs were between hers. She licked at his neck, then slid her hands down to his crotch, squeezing him through his pants, knowing he was probably in pain and in depserate need of release. She stood on her tip toes and bit the his earlobe gently.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Oh *god*, Gwen, *please*, oh bloody hell," Mordred moaned into her ear. "Just stop teasing me, for god's sake!"
Spike grinned and pulled Vortigern into a room, closing the door behind them. "Got some slick, love?"
"Jacket pocket," Vortigern gasped as Spike dragged his pants down, then bent him over a chair. "Oh god, Spike."
Gwen
Gwen smiled as she looked around and spotted another room. She pulled Mordred into it and closed the door behind them. She grabbed Mordred by his pants waistband and pulled him over to the table, where she sat down and spread her legs for him, while unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down slightly.
"Right, no more teasing," she grinned.
Mordred
"God, I should hope not," Mordred growled. "I love you, but sometimes, I really wonder why." He lifted her hips and slammed into her, fingering her almost roughly as he moved.
Gwen
"Oh really?"
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Perhaps you'd like to sleep alone tonight?"
She thrust back against his fingers and threw her head back in ecstasy.
Mordred
"You *know* I don't mean it," Mordred moaned. "Christ, Gwen, what do you expect when you do those type of things?" He moved her leg over his shoulder. "I was so hard it *hurt*, and you didn't stop teasing me!"
Gwen
Gwen pouted, them brought his head down to hers for a long kiss.
"I like that I got you so worked up."
Mordred
Mordred growled into her shoulder. "Good for you. You know I will make you pay for this, don't you?" He moved his hand faster.
Gwen
Gwen smiled sweetly.
"I say bring it on."
She licked the mark she'd made on his neck and sucked it again.
"You love my teasing. Love it."
Mordred
"Maybe I do, but not when it goes on for so bloody, *long*!" Mordred shuddered, but held himself back from climax. He wanted her to come with him, so he moved his hand quicker. "Gwen!"
Gwen
Gwen's eyes rolled back in her head as she neared her climax.
"Ohhhh Mordreeeeeeeeed," she moaned.
Mordred
Mordred cried out hoarsely as he came. "Gwen!"
Gwen
Gwen bit his shoulder to muffle her screams as she came. She collapsed against the table.
"Phew, that was fun."
Mordred
"Fun, she says," Mordred mumbled into her shoulder. "Fun. Huh."
Gwen
"Awww, what's wrong baby?"
Gwen moved his head so she could kiss him properly.
"Tired? I know that feeling."
Mordred
"Mmmph. I'm sodding knackered." Mordred closed his eyes. "You wore me out, angel."
Gwen
"Mmm, pleasantly numb."
Gwen kissed his forehead and sat up.
"Come on, we should find the others. Get home and showered before we go out again."
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
"Mmm." Mordred shook himself and zipped up his jeans. They went out to find Spike and Vortigern waiting for them.
Spike grinned at Gwen. "Mine passed out. What did yours do?"
Gwen
"Nearly passed out."
Gwen smiled triumphantly at Mordred.
"I think he was in a lot of pain as well."
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred and Vortigern shared a look, then shook their heads.
Spike laughed. "Did you ever notice, sparks, that a lot of the time they do things in unison?"
"I hate you, Spike," Mordred told him.
"Not too happy with you either, Gwen," Vortigern yawned. "Is this experiment over and can we go home now?"
Gwen
Gwen smiled, and leaned up to kiss Mordred's cheek.
"Awww, diddums," she said.
She took Mordred's hand and leaned on him, letting him support her weight.
"Yeah, it was fun. Shall we go home? I need a shower, someone got me all sticky."
She looked up at Mordred with an innocent expression fixed on her face.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred growled softly and nipped at her neck. "And whose fault was that? I certainly wasn't expecting that you'd still want to, after all we'd already done."
"Well, let's find Dem and Fao and go on home," Vortigern suggested.
"Sounds like a plan, pet."
They looked around for the two missing members of their group.
Gwen
"Well, you didn't have to fall under my charms..."
Gwen grinned as they spotted Faolan and Demetria.
The Mavericks, Spike and Faolan
"I didn't have a snowball's chance in hell of avoiding your charms. They're just too pretty," Mordred said.
"Are you four quite done yet?" Demetria asked.
"Yeah, think so." Spike grinned.
"Fantastic, darrrling. Because someone needs a nap before we go out again." Faolan rubbed his eyes as he leant against Demetria's shoulder. "And you owe me a lot for this."
"Course, goddess. I'll get you a nice big present," Spike said.
"Good." Demetria shifted Faolan slightly. "Let's go then."
And they all teleported out.