Gwen
Gwen could feel something strange in her leg. She used her hands and sat up, then looked down at the blanket. It was twitching. She threw the blanket off her and Mordred, not really caring if he got cold at the moment.
Her left big toe twitched.
"Oh my God!" she exclaimed happily. She could feel it, and it was twitching, she was going to walk again!
Mordred
Mordred grumbled in his sleep.
"Cold. Hate cold."
He reached around for the blanket, eyes stubbornly closed.
Gwen
Gwen used her arms to pick her leg up, bending the knee slowly up to her chin. She wiggled her toes slightly, ecstactic when she could feel it.
"YES!" she screamed.
Mordred
"Huh?!"
Mordred sat upright in bed, blinking like a dazed owl.
Gwen
Gwen smiled sheepishly.
"Sorry love... it's just... uh... my foots moving."
She demonstrated, her eyes shining with happy tears.
"Ohhh God... I can feel them!"
Mordred
"Oh, oh my god," Mordred said softly, then he leapt off the bed and started dancing like a madman.
"OH GOD YES!"
Gwen
Gwen lifted her legs by herself, as her tears cascaded from her eyes.
"Oh, I never thought that would feel so amazing!"
She placed her feet flat on the floor, grinning just because she could.
"Um... little help," she said, extending her arm to Mordred.
Mordred
Mordred bent slightly and curled his good arm around her.
"Up you get, love."
Unashamed tears of joy rolled down his cheeks.
Gwen
Gwen wiped her own tears away as she stood up, her legs still a little shakey. She took a tentative step forward, holding her breath. She smiled triumphantly as she let go of Mordred and took another step.
"Oh my God..."
Mordred
"Oh, god, love, mo cariad," Mordred said.
He hovered behind her, ready to catch her if she fell.
"You don't want to over do it," he cautioned her.
Gwen
"Yeah..."
Gwen turned around slowly, still delighted that she could, and wrapped her arms around Mordred's neck, kissing him softly. She pulled away.
"Ok, man, tired now."
She moved to the bed and hopped on, crossing her legs.
"Ok, I honestly didn't think it would be this amazing. Dr McCoy must've done something, because... honestly..."
Mordred
"Oh god, oh god," Mordred said as he sat back down on the bed.
He hugged her almost fiercely.
"I can't believe that you were walking! Thank you, God, thank you..."
Gwen
Gwen kissed him.
"This is... oh God, this is a dream come true."
She hugged him again.
"Thank you for sticking by me, oh God... this is..."
Mordred
"I said always, and I meant always."
Mordred sat back slightly to stare seriously into her eyes.
"Even if the accident had come before the wedding...I would have still married you, Gwen Llwelyn."
Gwen
"Oh... Mordred, I love you so much."
Gwen's lip trembled, as more tears poured out.
"This is so amazing."
She kissed him, her hands shaking.
"I just... I didn't even allow myself to hope that I could... and now..."
She grinned cheekily.
"Too bad this didn't happen sooner. We could've joined the orgy the other day."
Mordred
Mordred chuckled slightly.
"I made sure the younger students...stayed away. But I never want anyone except you ever again."
He kissed her sweetly, hand cupping the side of her face.
Gwen
"And I don't want anything but you."
Gwen kissed him back, her hands going into his hair.
"I still can't believe this..."
She glanced at the chair.
"No more of the demon chair, hopefully."
Mordred
"We could burn it," Mordred suggested.
One hand went down between her legs and rubbed lightly.
"What say we make sure everything works?"
Gwen
Gwen parted her legs as she pulled Mordred in for another kiss.
"Yeah, we better make sure."
She glanced down at his hand and grinned cheekily.
"You know what, it's only really light. Maybe you should... press harder."
Mordred
"Maybe I should," Mordred agreed.
He rubbed his fingers over her, pressing down hard with his thumb.
"How's that?"
Gwen
"Yeah, I can sort of feel that."
Gwen grinned as her own hand went down to Mordred's pants. She slipped inside them and stroked him gently.
Mordred
Mordred smiled as he slipped his fingers inside her knickers.
"How about that?" he inquired as his movements got a little faster.
Gwen
"Oh... still very faint."
Gwen pulled his pants down and slowly started to glide her hands up and down.
"But the feeling is coming back."
Mordred
"Good to hear," Mordred said hoarsely.
He slid two fingers inside her, thumb rubbing over her.
"Better?"
Gwen
"Ohhh."
Gwen's hands squeezed Mordred gently.
"Much better."
Mordred
"That's, that's good," Mordred moaned.
"Good to hear."
His fingers quickened their movements*
Gwen
Gwen kissed Mordred deeply, finding his tongue ring in his mouth and playing with it. She rolled over on top of him and pulled her nightgown off, and bent to suck on his neck, leaving a hickey.
Mordred
"Just, ah, mind the ribs," Mordred panted.
His hand attached to the arm without the cast on it went back between her legs.
"Love you, cariad."
Gwen
"Love you too, darling boy."
Gwen nodded and slowly slithered down Mordred's body, flipping around so they were in the sixty-nine position. She flicked her tongue out at Mordred's length, hitting him with a small spark as she did so, teasing him.
Mordred
Mordred moaned, before darting his tongue out to taste her. Far too long since he had. Since...before the accident. God, that was like a week. *Far* too long. He held her up with his good hand and put his stud to good use.
" Gwen
Gwen gasped, and pulled back, licking up the side, causing feathery light shocks to run through him. She took him back in her mouth, her hands rolling his balls gently.
Mordred
Mordred squeezed his eyes shut. He wanted her to come first. He exercised iron control, clamping down on his orgasm. He slid a finger into her as he licked faster. He moaned.
Gwen
"OH GOD!" Gwen moaned as her back started to arch. She was fearful of her stitches, so she quickly stopped and let her hips thrust up instead, as she started to come.
Her hands moved faster over Mordred.
Mordred
Mordred pressed his tongue stud over her to draw out her orgasm, then finally let go.
His hips bucked upwards for a moment, then he held himself back, still managing to keep control and not hurt her.
He moaned loudly.
Gwen
Gwen let out a loud wail as she came, her mouth full of light shocks as she hummed around Mordred's length.
Her hands expertly pumped him, trying to get him to come.
Mordred
Mordred threw his head back onto the sheets.
"GWEN!"
He came, hips moving slightly as he orgasmed, shivers rippling through him.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed it all, the turned around and kissed him, letting him savour his mouth taste, and at the same time, finding her own taste in his mouth.
One hand went down to lazily play with him.
"I love you, no more playing, please," she said quietly.
Mordred
"I love you," Mordred agreed breathily, kissing her back.
"You'll have to...ride me. What the arm and the ribs..."
Gwen
"I think I could handle that," Gwen grinned, then moved so she was positioned above him, then slowly sank down, taking him inside, inch by inch. She moaned.
"Ohhh God, Mordred."
Once he was inside her, she started to ride him slowly increasing the rhythm.
Mordred
"Gwen, cariad, beautiful angel, I love you," Mordred moaned.
God, he'd missed this. Missed her. It was always her. She made it perfect...
He ignored the warning twinges from his ribs.
Gwen
Gwen wanted to cry, this was something she never thought they would be able to do again.
"I love you, Mordred, my darling."
She clenched around him, her hand reaching for his good one and entwining their fingers.
"Tell me... if... it's... hurting..." she gasped out.
Mordred
"It's fine. More then fine. It's perfect," Mordred told her as his hips moved under her.
"I love you, my beautiful, beautiful wife..."
Gwen
"Mine," Gwen said as she shuddered, starting to come. She panted as she clenched around him, her grip on his hand tighening.
"Always mine."
Mordred
"Oh god, Gwen, yours!" Mordred cried out, his fingers tightening around hers.
His mouth opened as he came, eyes sliding half shut.
Gwen
Gwen bent her head and kissed him, her tongue playing with his piercing, and she moaned into his mouth as she came again.
"MORDRED!"
Mordred
"You know, I'm *really* glad I got a sound proofing charm for this room," Mordred commented as he raised his hand to stroke her hair lazily.
"We really are rather loud."
Gwen
Gwen grinned as she collpased next to him, panting slightly. She reached over and kissed him again.
"Yeah, well..."
She paused.
"I didn't have a way to finish that."
She let her hand glide down to his length and she stroked it, feeling it harden in her hand.
"You know... now that I can walk again, this does mean I can tease you."
Mordred
"That's true. And while I'm glad, at the same time..."
Mordred broke off to moan loudly.
"Just please. No sex in a classroom. I couldn't concentrate in that room ever again."
Gwen
Gwen grinned.
"You know," she said, kneading him with her fingers. "That hadn't occurred to me, you just gave me an idea, really."
She turned to kiss him.
"So, I guess it stays as we live here until you finish school? And I should sell my place in LA? So we can get our own, yeah? I mean, I don't need the stuff anymore..."
Mordred
"Yeah...just remember to get Vort's painting," Mordred said hoarsely.
"He'd be annoyed if it went with the house."
His legs spread slightly to allow her easy access.
Gwen
"Yeah, I'd be taking everything... you know..."
Gwen paused thoughtfully.
"We don't have to leave here straight away, the only thing is... my work is mostly in LA, so there'd be times when I'd have to leave you here during the week."
Gwen pulled harder at him.
Mordred
"As long as you come back," Mordred moaned.
"Or maybe I can take time off if you take a long time."
Gwen
"Of course I'd come back."
Gwen kissed him again, while her hands stroked gently.
"Hmm, just things to think about, I guess. You know, we're not actually... well, you're not actually old enough to be married in this country. Not until... not until the 30th."
Mordred
"That's true," Mordred agreed.
"We can get married again. Next year. Same date. And actually invite people this time."
Gwen
"That would be nice."
Gwen sighed and rested her head on his shoulder.
"And ah... no driving this time. You and I are not to get into a car."
Mordred
"Teleportation it is then," Mordred agreed.
"Cars are bad. Bad, bad cars."
Gwen
Gwen moved so she was at Mordred's neck and sucked a patch of skin, making a hickey.
"It's been too long since we did that, you know. Way too long."
She grinned wickedly.
"And in honour of my legs coming back to me... or the feeling coming back, I'm not going to wear underwear today."
Mordred
Mordred closed his eyes.
"Ohhhhh godddd...."
He opened them again.
"You really are going to be the death of me."
Gwen
Gwen smiled.
"But you love it."
She grasped him in her hand again.
"So... you have any classes today?"
Mordred
"I can skip them," Mordred gasped.
"I can catch up easily. And I'm sure that Storm and Forge will understand. All the professor's classes are being shared by them."
Gwen
Gwen smiled and increased her rubbing.
"Hmmm, that sounds promising."
She leant over and covered his mouth with her own.
"Maybe a day in bed?"
Mordred
Mordred moaned into her mouth with agreement.
"Sounds...good to me."
Gwen
"Ah, I'm not just a pretty face," Gwen teased, cuddling into his side. Just because she could, she threw a leg over his, smiling happily.
Mordred
"No, there are a lot of other things about you that are pretty," Mordred said.
His hand stroked her nipples.
"Like these for instance."
Then it slid down to cup her butt.
"Or this."
The hand slid around to the front.
"And I find this especially pretty."
He grinned, knowing it wasn't what she was referring to at all.
Gwen
Gwen let out a moan.
"Tease."
She let her hand squeeze over his length, slowly.
Mordred
"Well, considering I only have one hand, I think I'm doing an alright job."
Mordred gasped, then slid two of his fingers inside her, thumb rubbing gently as he kissed her neck.
Gwen
Gwen's hand tightened around Mordred's length.
"Yeah, you're doing an excellent job. You wait until I'm walking properly..."
She shocked him lightly.
Mordred
"I, uh, can't wait."
Mordred decided any other answer would be a bad one. She very possibly could hurt him if she wanted. Not something he wanted to explain to Dr McCoy...
Oh, he could just imagine how that conversation would go...
He moved his fingers faster.
Gwen
Gwen gasped.
"Good."
She stroked him gently, hands sliding up and down, one hand stopping to cup his balls and roll them in her fingers.
Mordred
"Oh goddddd, Gwen..." Mordred moaned.
He didn't stop the quickening movements of his fingers.
Gwen
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Gwen moaned.
She sucked at his neck, trying to make a mark.
"Oh God..."
Mordred
"Love you, Gwen, oh god, loooooooveeee, youuuu..." Mordred groaned and turned his head to kiss her.
Damn it, he wanted to heal faster! Stupid broken bones...
Gwen
"Love you too," Gwen murmured, kissing him back.
She slowly and carefully climbed back on top of him, put herself into the right position and slid down his length.
"Ohhhhhhh."
Mordred
"Ohhhhhhh, f*cccckkkkkk," Mordred moaned as he slid into her warm silky heat.
"Oh, god, Gwen..."
He kept rubbing her with his fingers.
Gwen
Gwen carefully bent her head to kiss him.
She started to ride him slowly.
"Mordred..." she moaned.
Mordred
Ow. Ribs. Pain.
Mordred ignored them.
Stupid idiotic things.
"Gwen..." he answered her moan with one of his own.
Gwen
Gwen bent her head to kiss him again, her movements getting faster, as she clenched and unclenched around his length.
"I love you..."
Mordred
"I love you, mo cariad. Always. Forever..."
Mordred kissed her back, tongue delving into her mouth. Oh god, she tasted so good.
Gwen
Gwen moaned into his mouth as she started to come.
"Ohhhh God, Mordreeeeed!"
Mordred
"Gwen, ah goddddddddd, Gwen!" Mordred said in a half smothered yell as his hips bucked upwards.
Ribs. Ow.
Ignore them.
He came, shuddering and moaning into her mouth.
Gwen
Gwen moaned as she came, then slid off Mordred and lay next to him, one of her hands reaching for his.
"You're not in pain, are you?"
Mordred
"Me? 'M fine," Mordred stubbornly insisted as he twined their fingers together.
His breath hitched slightly as he tried to breathe, ribs reminding him very firmly why he shouldn't ignore them.
Gwen
Gwen lightly ran her fingertips over Mordred's ribs.
"You're not fine."
She kissed his cheek.
"You need to go to medlabs or anything? How's your arm? Oh... we should probably let Dr McCoy know I'm walking, later."
Mordred
Mordred closed his eyes and sighed.
"Blue pill bottle has my pain pills in it. Please love."
Now his ribs were really starting to ache.
Gwen
Gwen moved to the end of the bed and shakily stood up. She walked over to the table and picked up the pill bottle, pausing for a second, supporting her weight on the desk, while she caught her breath. She walked over to the bed again and sat down, handing the bottle to Mordred.
"That was funner than it looked," she grinned.
Mordred
"Good to hear," Mordred said as he shook two small white tablets into his hand.
He swallowed them dry, sitting up slightly to do so, then laying back down.
"Just good to see you walk again..."
Gwen
Gwen smiled. "It feels good too."
She paused and looked down at her leg. "Your cum sliding down my legs. That feels new."
Mordred
"Cos I usually clean it up with my tongue," Mordred said dryly.
"But I think that these," he shook the pill bottle slightly, "are going to put paid to any of that."
He could feel the tiredness that the pills induced creeping up on him already.
"God, I hate taking painkillers. They make everything so...fuzzy."
Gwen
Gwen kissed his cheek, then hopped into the bed next to him, entwining their fingers together.
"Then sleep, darling boy."
She kissed him again.
"Sleep."
Mordred
Mordred's eyes slid closed slowly.
"Thanks for understanding, love..."
He squeezed her hand gently.
Gwen
Gwen kissed his chest, then settled her head down on the pillow.
"No problem."
She closed her eyes and went to sleep.