Gwen
Gwen woke up just before the sun started to rise in Middle Earth. She looked over at Mordred, his feet just hanging off the end of the bed. She giggled quietly at the sight as she stood up and shrugged on one of the dresses she'd been given in Rivendell. She peered at Eavan and Bryant, who were awake, but quiet as they regarded her with sleepy blue eyes. She lifted Eavan and Bryant out of their cots then she slipped on her shoes and opened the bedroom door, and closed it softly behind her, creeping down the hall.
Legolas stirred, but once he realised who it was, he smiled slightly and went back to sleep.
Gwen carried Eavan and Bryant outside, grateful that she could stand up straight again. She walked out the back and sat down on the large grassy hill, where if she turned her head, she could see her bedroom window.
"Hand?" Bryant asked sleepily.
Gwen slid Bryant carefully into her lap, then let Eavan slide down next to him, and extended her hand for Bryant to munch happily on.
"Where are we?" Eavan asked.
"Hobbiton... where Merry, Pippin, Frodo and Sam are from," Gwen replied. "Next we'll go to Gondor, where Aragorn is the king."
"Ooohhhh," Eavan and Bryant chorused.
"Mama, I want to sleep again... sing me?" Eavan asked, shifting so she could rest her head comfortably.
Gwen thought for a minute, then started to sing, her sweet voice drifting down over Hobbiton.
"I sit and wait
Does an angel contemplate my fate
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'cos I have been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel the love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all he offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call he won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
He breathes flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all he offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call he won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all he offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call he won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead..."
v
"That was lovely," came a voice behind her.
Gwen turned to see Aragorn. "Thanks."
He went over and sat next to her, relieving her of Eavan, who was falling asleep again. "This place, despite being made for the halflings, it is beautiful."
"Yes, it truly is," Gwen replied.
They'd been in Hobbiton for a little over a month now, without much excitement. They'd been down to the Green Dragon a few more times and joined in the Hobbit celebrations for various events.
"But perhaps the time draws near when we should leave," she commented. "I don't know how much longer we're all going to survive in Bag End, with having to bend down all the time." She smiled.
Aragorn smiled back at her. "Then shall we journey to Gondor?"
"That sounds like a lovely idea..." Gwen nodded, and stood up as the sun fully rose, lighting up Hobbiton as though someone had just switched a light on, bringing out all the beautiful colours of the tiny village.
Aragorn stood and they walked silently back to Bag End, sharing a slight chuckle as they bent to go through the door to find Frodo and Sam already awake, making breakfast. Legolas was rubbing his eyes as Aragorn joined him in the living room, and Gwen took Eavan from his arms and went back to her room, where she proceeded to change Bryant, placing Eavan back in the cot.
Eavan started crying loudly. "Hungry!"
Bryant joined in. "Me too!"
"Alright, my darlings, just a moment." Gwen finished changing Bryant, then pulled out two bottles and skilfully fed both of her children, promptly stopping their wails. She turned slightly to look at Mordred's sleeping form.
"Morning," she said softly.
Mordred
Mordred rolled over slightly and opened a sleepy blue eye.
"Morning, love."
He sat up.
"What time is it?"
Gwen
Gwen thought for a second.
"I'd say... around eight? Frodo's cooking breakfast... first breakfast, so I'm assuming it's pretty early."
She smiled, and then changed Eavan.
"Sleep well?"
Mordred
"Yes...except for the fact that I don't fit on this bed."
Mordred smiled. It was his usual reply while they had been at Bag End.
"So, what's our plan for the day?"
Gwen
Gwen put Eavan into the cot with Bryant and walked over and kissed him gently.
"Aragorn is eager to go to Gondor, so I guess we'll discuss that today."
Mordred
"Oh yeah?"
Mordred kissed her again softly.
"Sounds like a plan to me. Hobbiton is nice, but I'm in the mood for a change."
Gwen
"Yup, I like it here, but I think bending down all the time and sleeping on a small bed is not so fun all the time."
Gwen straightened up.
"Anyway, get dressed and I'll go make you some coffee."
Mordred
"Coffee, yes."
Mordred nodded as he stood. He started to get dressed, fumbling with the laces on his shirt.
Gwen
Gwen left the room and headed into the kitchen, ducking slightly under each doorway.
"Morning Mistress Gwen," Sam said cheerfully.
"Morning Sam, Frodo," Gwen greeted.
"Morning," came Frodo's distracted reply as he cooked some bacon over the stove.
Gwen touched his head softly as she put a kettle over the fire and started to make some coffee.
Mordred, Vortigern, Spike and Faolan
Mordred dressed and came out to the kitchen.
"Morning all," he said as he sat down at the table.
He could see Spike and Vortigern through the window, bickering slightly as Vortigern practiced with his katana blades.
Faolan leapt into is lap, turned around a few times and then settled. Mordred scratched behind his ears lightly, provoking a contented purr.
Gwen
Gwen made Mordred's coffee the way he liked it, then set it down in front of him.
Aragorn and Legolas came into the kitchen, bending under the doorway, then sitting down at the table.
Gwen went over and sat next to Mordred as Frodo served their breakfasts, even warming Spike's blood over the stove.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Thanks, Gwen," Mordred said, smiling at her as he picked up his cup of coffee.
Spike and Vortigern ducked through the front door, before entering the kitchen.
"Ta, ducks." Spike grinned at Gwen.
Gwen
"I live to give," Gwen replied.
Frodo put a plate filled with bacon, eggs, tomato, sausages and toast down in front of each of the members of the party, except for Spike, where he filled a mug with the warm blood and handed it to him.
Mordred, Spike and Faolan
Spike sipped at his blood, eyes flickering gold slightly.
Faolan shifted and waited patiently for Mordred to feed him some of his own breakfast.
Mordred cut up some of his bacon, and looked around.
"So, what are we doing today? Anything much?"
Gwen
"I thought a journey to Gondor would be nice," Aragorn said quietly.
"That does sound nice, doesn't it Mr Frodo?" Sam piped up.
Frodo nodded. "When Merry and Pippin come round we can discuss it with them."
Gwen cut some bacon and ate it thoughtfully.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Sounds good to me," Mordred said as he fed Faolan, before managing to actually eat some of his breakfast himself.
Spike shrugged.
"Yeah, why not? Be nice to see somewhere different."
Vortigern nodded, then swallowed.
"And as always, I want to draw something new."
Gwen
"Yeah, I'm easy..." Gwen paused thoughtfully. "To please." She thought again. "And I'll stop there before I dig myself into a deeper hole."
"Is it time for second breakfast yet?" came an all too familiar voice from the doorway.
"Come on in, Pippin," Gwen called.
"And Merry!" Merry replied as he and Pippin came into the kitchen, looking pleased that they'd arrived at breakfast time.
Mordred and Vortigern
Mordred chuckled slightly.
"So, what's everyone talking about?" Pippin asked.
"We might be going to Gondor, probably today," Vortigern said.
"Gondor, ay? Sounds like fun." Merry beamed.
Gwen
They finished breakfast and then the hobbits had a second breakfast while the other members of the party packed their stuff away.
Gwen packed up Eavan and Bryant's things and took them out to the wagon.
Spike, Mordred and Vortigern
Spike patted the nose of the horse they used for the wagon as he hitched it to the wagon.
"So, who's riding and who's going in the wagon?"
"I'll ride, I think," Mordred said as he put his and Gwen's things into the wagon bed.
"Same," Vortigern agreed.
"The horses need some exercise."
Gwen
"I'll drive the wagon for awhile," Legolas offered.
"Oh, then I'll ride," Gwen said, saddling up his horse.
The Hobbits packed their things and jumped into the wagon, looking very excited.
Faolan, Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
Faolan jumped into the wagon agilely, form flickering as he shifted back to human and sitting next to Frodo.
"On the road again..."
"The road, oh it goes on and on," Frodo half sang.
Mordred saddled his horse and got on, the black gelding prancing in place.
Spike laughed as he mounted his own horse, a dappled grey mare.
"Why does your horse always cause such a fuss?"
"He's eager to get going, that's all."
"Much like his master, I would suspect," Vortigern said as he vaulted into the saddle of his horse.
Gwen
Gwen giggled and gracefully mounted her horse. "Aren't we all? I wanna see Gondor."
Aragorn smiled as he mounted his horse and started to lead the way once everyone was settled.
Merry and Pippin held Eavan and Bryant, playing with them.
Spike
The party set off without incident.
The handles of Vortigern's katanas glinted in the sunlight from their place on his back.
"So, what's Gondor like?" Spike asked.
"Gondor is a autiful city," Aragorn answered.
Gwen
Gwen was looking quite bored as they trotted alongside the wagon. Legolas turned to her.
"If you could take her out to a canter..." he began.
"Not a problem," Gwen said, grinning as she lightly kicked his horse and cantered ahead, her long brown hair flowing out behind her.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred flicked the reins and caught up to her. The horses cantered along side by side.
"Middle Earth has generally been good."
Spike leant over the side of his walking horse to whisper something in Vortigern's ear. That got a laugh, and a slight blush.
Gwen
"Hell yeah," Gwen replied. "Aside from the start, but ever since... good times."
She thought for a second then slowed her horse down and flipped over side saddle, before resuming the canter.
Mordred
"We should stop by Lothlorien on our way through to Gondor," Mordred said thoughtfully.
"And do you think we're ever going to manage to actually meet Gimli?"
Gwen
"Ah, yes, I think another chat to Galadriel would be nice," Gwen said.
Their time in Middle Earth had given Gwen a small chance to speak with Galadriel again to explain, but being a higher elf, she naturally already knew. Still, Gwen was eager to see her again.
"Meeting Gimli would be nice, and seeing Gandalf again."
Mordred
"Yes, he sort of slipped away after we went to Mirkwood," Mordred said thoughtfully.
Aragorn cantered up next to them.
"I think Gimli is cleaning out the mines of Morior for his people to live in again."
"Mmm..." Mordred's eyebrow rose slightly. "Is that really a good idea?"
"Gimli seems to think that they can clear the halls of goblins now that Sauron hsa fallen, and Gandalf defeated the Bal Rog," Aragorn said.
Gwen
"As long as they don't go too deep again," Gwen commented. "They dug too deep and found fire and darkness. But I think Gimli could manage it quite well."
She cantered off again, enjoying the freedom of being on a horse.
MOrdred
Mordred laughed silghtly as he urged his horse into a gallop.
"Come on then, Gwen!"
He patted his horse's neck and leant down to whisper something in its ear.
Aragorn smiled slightly as he dropped back to ride near the wagon.
Gwen
"Tul arta!" Gwen said to her horse after skilfully slipping back from side saddle. (Come on!) The horse took off at a full speed gallop, jumping over anything in it's path.
Mordred
Mordred glanced back over his shoulder, and leant forward to urge his horse on. It did so, seeming to somehow find an extra set of legs from somewhere.
"Faster!"
He galloped after Gwen, soon passing her as his horse leapt over a fence.
Gwen
Gwen's horse jumped over the fence fluidly, as if it had done it a thousand times before. Gwen sat up straighter and took off after Mordred, then slowing so she could ride side by side with him.
"Aragorn says there's a tavern up ahead, a few more hours till we reach it," she commented to Mordred.
Mordred
Mordred reined his horse in lightly.
"Good to hear. Kids'll be hungry be then. And it would be a nice spot to stop and rest the horses."
He smiled at her, pushing some of his hair off his face.
Gwen
Gwen smiled back at him, bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm as her horse cantered along.
"We should probably go back near the wagon," she said, before guiding her horse sideways and galloped back to the road.
Mordred and Spike
"Good point," Mordred said thoughtfully, and he guided his horse after her.
He was soon back at the road with the rest of the party.
"Spike, you do know it's probably not a good idea to smoke while you're on horseback?"
"Shut up, Wolf." Spike dragged back on his cigarette.
Gwen
"Each to his own," Gwen commented, slowing down to trot by the side of the wagon.
She looked in to see Merry with Eavan on his lap, fast asleep.
Vortigern
"So, Sam, how did your talks with Rosie go?" Pippin asked, returning to one of his and Merry's favourite pastimes.
"Fine, they went fine, Master Pippin," Sam said, blushing.
"Maybe you can bring her back something?" Vortigern suggested.
"Maybe..." Sam shrugged slightly, looking uncomfortable.
Gwen
"Don't worry Sam, Rosie likes you," Gwen reassured him.
"How... how do you know, Mistress Gwen?" Sam asked shyly.
"It's a girl thing," Gwen replied, grinning. She moved up and rode beside Aragorn.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"Women," Mordred murmured.
"Far better off without them," Vortigern said, smiling at Spike.
Spike laughed.
"No arguments here, pet."
Gwen
Gwen grinned and turned back to look at them.
"Do you agree with that, Mordred?" she asked sweetly.
Mordred
"No comment," Mordred said, smiling slightly.
"Best not to," Merry agreed.
"Gwen is dangerous," Pippin said.
"I know. I'm the one that's married to her, remember."
Gwen
Gwen laughed.
"How am I dangerous, Pip?"
She raised an eyebrow.
MOrdred and Vortigern
"In different ways," Pippin hedged.
"Oh, would you look at that."
"At what?" Mordred said, laughing.
"That!"
"Blatant use of nothing to change the subject, Pip," Vortigern said.
Gwen
"Pip, if you don't answer the question truthfully, I won't let you eat anything else until we reach Gondor."
Gwen grinned, pleased with her threat.
Mordred
Pippin gasped.
"You wouldn't!"
"She would," Mordred said.
"And I was being truthful! You're dangerous in lots of ways."
Gwen
"How exactly?"
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Answer, or starve..."
Mordred
"Well, you can kill people, that's usually considered dangerous," Pippin said.
"That's one way, Pippin," Mordred said.
Gwen
"And that's supper..."
Gwen cocked her head slightly.
"Another reason?"
Mordred
"Deadly beauty!" Pippin was desperately scrambling.
Mordred laughed quietly.
"In what way?"
"She's...very, very beautiful?"
Gwen
Gwen grinned.
"Alright, you can eat."
She rode ahead to be next to Aragorn and started to talk to him in a mix of elvish and drow.
Vortigern and Mordred
"Fantastic!" Pippin exclaimed.
Vortigern rode closer to the wagon and leant over slightly to the hobbit.
"You know...I would've made sure you got something to eat anyway."
"He's nice like that," Mordred said.
"Not like me. I'm the vicious revenge seeking half. He's the nice one."
Gwen
"Evil twin?" Merry asked. "Which of these two is evil?" He gestured to Eavan and Bryant as Gwen came riding back over.
"Evil? Well, I'd say Bryant, because he'll most likely turn out like his father, and out of the two of us, Mordred is more evil. What with the teasing and all," Gwen said, grinning, then galloping off the main road to get away from Mordred in case he threw something at her.
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
Mordred rolled his eyes.
"I'll get you back for that comment later."
"You really should know...it's Gwen who does the teasing," Spike drawled.
"Oh yes." Mordred nodded.
"Definetly," Vortigern said, laughing slightly.
"What are you laughing about? It reflected back onto you," Spike said.
"And you enjoyed every minute of it." Vortigern winked at Spike.
Gwen
Gwen slowed herself down to a canter as she made her way back over to the group.
"Well, everyone enjoys my teasing... if I recall, Spike, you did praise me on it, on the way to the Tower of London. And then the Tower itself, that was so fun. Because you," Gwen grinned at Mordred. "Were in pain..."
Mordred and Vortigern
"I did get you back for that," Mordred reminded her.
"I get the feeling we're missing something," Merry said.
"You are. But you probably better off doing so," Vortigern advised the hobbit.
Gwen
Gwen grinned.
"And then I got you back for that."
Aragorn called out as the smaller town came in sight. He steered around to walk with the group. "We can stay at this town for the night."
Spike and Mordred
"Sounds like a plan," Spike said.
"Me, I've never been good at plans..."
"So all the Sunnydale people keep saying," Mordred said.
"I get bored easily." Spike shrugged.
Gwen
"Pssh, plans... I don't have a plan. I don't even have a pl."
Gwen followed Aragorn as he rode ahead into the town and stopped outside a tavern. She slid gracefully of her horse.
Mordred, Vortigern and Faolan
The riders rode to the tavern and dismounted as Legolas pulled the wagon in and stopped the horse.
"Food!" Pippin cheered as he bounced out of the wagon.
"Here, I'll take her," Mordred said as he leant over and took Eavan so the hobbit could get out of the wagon.
"Thanks."
Frodo cradled Bryant carefully and Faolan shifted into his human form, got down and ran to Vortigern.
"Fish!"
"Maybe," Vortigern said.
"We'll see what's on offer."
Gwen
Gwen took Bryant from Frodo and cuddled him close as they followed Aragorn into the tavern. Aragorn organised the rooms, and soon they were all settled.
Mordred
Merry and Pippin gleefully ordered ale in pint mugs. Frodo shook his head slightly as he and Sam got half pints.
Mordred laughed as he sat down at the table with Eavan.
"Do you always end up having to be the elder one?" He asked Frodo.
The hobbit nodded, smiling slightly.
Gwen
Gwen hitched Bryant up on her hip as she walked over and sat next to Mordred.
"If you wanna drink tonight, I can take Eav and Bryant up and stay in the room with them," she said.
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
"I'm not gonna drink much," Mordred assured her.
"I, on the other hand, will probably get very drunk," Spike said.
"Spike, it takes a lot of ale to do that," Vortigern said.
Spike grinned at him.
"I'm just waiting long enough for you to get drunk, pet. You're more bloody fun that way."
Vortigern blushed and looked everywhere but at Spike.
Gwen
"If you wish to stay with Mordred, I can look after the children again," Legolas said.
"Are you sure? I hate to exploit your good nature," Gwen said.
"It is not a problem. I am not one for... this..." Legolas indicated at the rowdy behaviour around the tavern.
Gwen smiled. "Thank you."
Spike and Mordred
"Elves," Spike said, rolling his eyes slightly.
Legolas gave him a calm look.
"This actually reminds me of London pubs in the 1800's...'cept, you know, bigger, grimier and there was electricity," Spike said thoughtfully.
"Not in the pubs themselves...but we did have street lights."
"Fascinating as this is, can we get to the drinking now?" Mordred asked.
Gwen
Legolas took Bryant and Eavan and listened patiently to the instructions that Gwen had given him a thousand times before. He bid everyone goodnight and headed up to his room.
Gwen kissed Mordred's cheek and went and got them both drinks, and settled down next to him.
Mordred
"He's a very nice guy," Mordred said. He looked at Aragorn over the rim of his mug.
"No elven lady in the offing for our sweet prince?"
"Not as far as I'm aware, no," Aragorn said, looking slightly amused.
"And there's Roooosie for Sam, fair Rooooosie," Merry said, grinning at the embarrassed Sam.
Gwen
"Poor Legolas," Gwen commented, then took a sip of her ale. "I'm sure he'll find someone in the Mirkwood."
Sam was blushing furiously. "Shush, Merry."
"Roooooosie!" Pippin and Merry said, grinning at each other.
Mordred and Vortigern
Mordred put his arm around Gwen's waist, kissing her cheek.
"Well, I have my fair love."
"Awww..." Pippin said.
"Quiet, or we won't feed you," Mordred threatened.
"Vortigern would feed me, so there!" Pippin stuck his tongue out.
"It followed me home...can I keep it?" Vortigern murmured under his breath.
Gwen
"Poor Vort... and anyway, Pip, Merry, don't you two have any lady hobbits back home that are pining for you?" Gwen asked, with an amused smirk.
Pippin nodded. "Actually, when we first left Rivendell, there were many female elves that were moruning our departure."
Sam snorted slightly.
Spike
"Did too!" Merry said.
"Sure you did..." Spike said.
"We did, but we're not hobbits to kiss and tell," Pippin said virtously.
Gwen
"Well it's hard to kiss and tell if there were no kisses to tell of," Gwen countered.
Pippin opened his mouth, trying to think up an argument in return, then just took a long swig of his ale.
Mordred and Spike
Frodo chuckled slightly.
Mordred kissed Gwen's neck.
"Good call, love."
Spike grinned as he slid a cigarette into his mouth, before lighting it with his lighter.
"Gwen does seem to know how to gain the best of any sitaution..."
Gwen
"Why thank you."
Gwen grinned and sipped at her ale.
"It's because she's dangerous," Pippin supplied.
"Pip, no food," she replied.
"Vortigern will feed me," he replied smugly.
"Not if he doesn't know," she threatened.
Vortigern
Vortigern just drank some of his ale, forbearing to comment.
"You would feed me, wouldn't you, Vortigern?" Pippin asked.
Vortigern nodded once.
"See!" The hobbit turned back to Gwen triumphantly.
Gwen
Gwen thought for a second then grinned.
"Ah, but what if I took away all the other meals, so you only had three a day?"
Pippin gasped. "No..."
"Oh yes."
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
"See? Evil," Mordred said, shrugging slightly.
"Then you being the evil twin would be the perfect partner," Spike said.
"Vortigern's the good one. So, what is doing with you?"
"Shh!" Spike put a finger to his lips, smiling slightly. "I don't know either. Obviously, he's out of his mind."
Vortigern curled his fingers around Spike's under the table, smiling slightly.
"I know exactly what you are, and I love you for it."
"Awwww..." Merry said.
"Spike will feed from you," Vortigern said sweetly.
"And yet, I'm the evil one..." Mordred murmured.
Gwen
A few hours later, Merry and Pippin were happily drunk, telling stupid jokes over the table each other and still managing to tease Sam about Rosie.
Gwen, meanwhile, had perched herself on Mordred's lap, steadily getting more drunk, grinding her hips into his.
"So when are you going to marry Rosie, Sam?" Merry asked.
Sam ignored him and continued to talk to Frodo.
"I don't think he answered you, Merry," Pippin replied, laughing.
"Not like those Ents," Merry said.
"Yes, the tree was talking, Merry, and you encouraged it!"
Gwen giggled and reached over to pat Pippin's head affectionately.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred moaned softly into Gwen's ear.
"You're going to drive me mad one of these days."
"There's a Dryad at the school," Vortigern said.
"Doesn't say much, I think he's rather stuck up."
"Dryad?" Merry asked.
"Tree person thingamy...looks like an oak tree most of the time." Vortigern waved his hand slightly. He was more then a little bit drunk.
"What exactly is an Ent?" Spike asked.
"Don't tell me you haven't read Lord of the Rings," Vortigern said.
"Nah, haven't. Should I have?" Spike said.
"Bloody hell yeah!" Vortigern nodded vehmently.
Gwen
"An Ent is a treeeeeeee person," Gwen explained, giggling as she said the word 'tree'. She ground harder into Mordred's lap and leaned back to kiss him briefly.
"They're very big," Merry put in.
"But isn't everything big to you guys?" Gwen asked.
Spike, Vortigern and Mordred
"Good point," Merry said, tilting his mug towards her slightly.
"But I say we're the right size, it's the rest of you who are wrong sized," Pippin said.
"Over grown!" Merry said, nodding.
"Obviously, Hobbit sized is the right size to be," Pippin said, before drinking deeply from his mug.
"Obviously..." Spike murmured. His hand drew little circles on Vortigern's thigh under the table. Vortigern bit his lip slightly.
Mordred growled softly under his breath.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and let her hand wander behind her to stroke Mordred through his pants.
"Yes, over grown... and some people just keep getting bigger!" Gwen said, giggling as she unzipped his fly.
Mordred, Vortigern and Spike
Mordred's eyelids flickered briefly and he hid his face against the side of Gwen's neck for a moment.
Spike chuckled, enhanced senses telling him very well what was going on. He leant over to Vortigern.
"What say we say goodnight, pet?"
His hand wandered over Vortigern's crotch briefly.
"I think that's a good idea," Vortigern said before he stood.
"Night all."
The two left.
Gwen
Gwen grinned and zipped Mordred's fly back up.
"Mmm, I'm getting sorta tired too."
She grinned and said goodnight and headed up to the room.
Mordred
Mordred stood and started after her.
"Night."
Merry and Pipping chuckled, and he glanced back at them.
"You're the one who called her dangerous, Pip..."
"Go, go," Pippin laughed.
"Fool of a Took..." Mordred murmured as he kept going after Gwen.
"I get called that a lot," Pippin said thoughtfully.
"Maybe because you deserve it?" Aragorn said dryly.
"Do not!" Pippin said defensively.
Gwen
Gwen opened the door to her bedroom and closed it behind her, moving and sitting on the bed. She lay back against the pillows and closed her eyes for a second.
Mordred
Mordred entered quietly, closing the door behind him with a gentle click.
"So, have fun tonight?"
He prowled over to the bed.
Gwen
"Why yes, yes I did."
Gwen sat up slightly and smiled at him, biting her lip coyly.
"Did you?"
Mordred
"Mmmm..."
Mordred eyed her thoughtfully before he joined her on the bed.
"For some of it."
Gwen
"Some?"
Gwen pulled sat up more and kissed him deeply.
"What was bad about it?"
Mordred
"People. Bad, bad people..."
Mordred pushed her down onto the bed, kissing her as his hands started to undo the laces of her top.
Gwen
"Which people, in particular?" Gwen asked, letting herself fall back on the bed.
She kissed him again.
Mordred
"Just people," Mordred said succintly, before he managed to open up her top and kissed her breasts.
"Talking, talking..."
Gwen
"Hmmmm," Gwen said lazily.
She pulled his mouth up to meet hers, while her fingers undid the laces of his shirt.
"Good that this bed can fit us though."
Mordred
"Very true," Mordred said.
"You get sick of having your feet hang over the edge of the bed..."
He kissed her, tongue duelling with hers.
Gwen
"Mmmhmmmm," Gwen agreed, kissing him back.
Her hands reached down to undo his pants, and slide them off his legs.
Mordred
Mordred lifted his hips to help her, hands pushing her skirts down off her waist.
"I love you."
He kissed her again, fingers dancing over her stud.
Gwen
Gwen moaned softly, then reached down to grasp him in her hand.
"I love you more."
She kissed him back.
Mordred
Mordred caught his breath in a hiss.
"Worthless argument..."
He nipped gently at her breasts, fingers not pausing in their movements.
Gwen
"Yep, because I'd win."
Gwen's back arched as she moaned, and her stroking increased.
"You want to fight me? I could... take you down..."
Mordred
"Sure you could, love, sure you...could."
Mordred's eyes rolled backwards in his head for a moment.
"I'm not arguing with you...you're *dangerous*, remember?"
Gwen
"I resent that comment."
Gwen kissed him roughly.
"I am not dangerous."
Mordred
"Sure you aren't," Mordred said.
He leant up on his elbow to bite at her neck.
"About as helpless and innocent as a wolf."
Gwen
"M too..." Gwen murmured.
She kissed him, her tongue fighting for dominance.
"M very innocent."
Mordred
"You corrupted me," Mordred said, moaning slightly.
"Not innocent at all..."
Gwen
Gwen pouted.
"I'm very innocent."
She rolled them over so she was on top and licked at his nipples.
Mordred
Mordred closed his eyes slightly.
"Whatever ya reckon, love..."
He ran his hands over her hips.
Gwen
Gwen pulled back and straddled his chest, pouting down at him.
"I am."
Mordred
Mordred gave her a hurt look.
"Was I suggesting anything different?"
Gwen
"Better not have been."
Gwen leaned down and kissed him softly.
Mordred
"I wouldn't dare," Mordred said, before kissing her back.
"You're too...dangerous."
His eyes gleamed with amusement and lust.
Gwen
Gwen grinned and then licked her way down his chest, nipping at his piercings, while her hand stroked him again.
"M not dangerous."
Mordred
Mordred twisted slightly, moaning.
"Are."
Gwen
"Not," Gwen insisted.
She licked down further, and took him in her mouth.
Mordred
"Ohhhh goddddd," Mordred said.
"Are."
Too stubborn for his own good, that was the problem.
"But you're, oh god, beautiful as well."
Gwen
Gwen pulled back.
"Compliments will get you everywhere."
She winked and took him deeper in her mouth.
Mordred
Mordred moaned softly.
"That's...ahhh, good to remember. F*ck..."
Gwen
Gwen hummed around him and grinned, using her hands to help him him off.
She sent a light spark through him.
Mordred
Mordred panted harshly, fingers bunching the sheets up.
"Goddd, Gwen, cariad...I love you," he moaned.
Gwen
"Love you more," Gwen thought.
She grinned and increased the tempo of her actions, letting a hand wander up and tug on his nipple rings.
Mordred
"Ohhh, not that...again," Mordred said.
He moaned.
"God, Gwen..."
He put his hand to his mouth to stifle his yell as he came.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed it all, then moved back up and kissed him, her hands still tugging on his nipple rings.
"Love you."
Mordred
"I love you too," Mordred panted.
He rolled them over so he was on top and kissed lingeringly down her body.
"So beautiful...every inch."
Gwen
"I like to think so," Gwen teased.
She spread her legs slightly.
"And I try my best."
Mordred
"Mmm..." MOrdred hummed against her.
"You know it's true."
He kissed the inside of her thighs.
Gwen
Gwen moaned softly.
"Yes, very... true..."
Mordred
Mordred breathed over her softly, hands on her hips.
"You're not going to disagree with a compliment."
He flicked her stud lightly with the tip of his tongue.
Gwen
"I can't help it if I'm... gorgeous," Gwen grinned, then moaned as he touched her stud.
"So I won't lie and say I'm not."
Mordred
"Because telling lies is bad," Mordred said, before his mouth was too busy to talk anymore.
Gwen
"Yes, bad," Gwen gasped out.
She moaned loudly as her hips buckled slightly off the bed.
Mordred
Mordred hummed in agreement.
"Very bad. Though being bad can be fun..."
He slid two fingers inside her while his tongue played with her stud.
Gwen
Gwen moaned, her back arching.
"Yessssss..." she hissed slightly.
Mordred
"Yes to being bad, or yes, do that some more?"
Mordred hummed again, biting down lightly on her stud.
Gwen
"To... both..."
Gwen moaned and reached down to run her hands through his hair. Her grip tightened as she came.
Mordred
Mordred rested his head against her knee as he looked up at her.
"Love you."
Gwen
"Love you more."
Gwen reached down and pulled him up on top of her, kissing him lazily.
Mordred
Mordred kissed her back.
"I don't know about that..."
Gwen
"You really wanna fight me?"
Gwen smiled cheekily at him, then pulled his mouth down to hers, her fingers tugging at his nipple rings.
Mordred
"Ahhhh, nooooooooo," Mordred moaned.
He rubbed his thumbs over her nipples, kissing her back hard.
Gwen
"Didn't think so."
Gwen moaned and kissed him back, then thought about teasing him again to ensure he'd be rough with her.
Mordred
"So...what do you want tonight?" Mordred asked.
"Soft?"
He kissed her gently, barely teasing her lips.
"Or hard?"
He bit down on her bottom lip.
Gwen
"What the hell do you think?" Gwen asked, kissing him roughly, her hand moving down to rub at him again.
Mordred
Mordred smiled, then lifted her hips slightly before slamming into her.
"All you had to do was ask..."
Gwen
Gwen grinned.
"Well, I know that, but it's also pretty funny to get... ahhh... you worked up..."
She moaned and clawed at his back.
Mordred
Mordred hissed slightly as her nails dug into his back.
"Evil, you are..."
He kissed her brutally, keeping up his quick pace.
Gwen
"Yep, evil is me."
Gwen kissed him back, thrusting back at him, and letting her legs curl around his back, allowing him to go deeper.
Mordred
Mordred moaned slightly.
"Godddd, Gwen..."
He reached down between them, supporting himself on one hand as he played with her stud.
Gwen
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," Gwen moaned.
She scratched down his back as she came.
Mordred
"GWEN!"
Mordred shuddered as he came.
Ok, that had been a bit loud...
Gwen
Gwen kissed Mordred, then pulled back and giggled as they heard a loud knocking on the walls.
Mordred
Mordred laughed softly as he rolled over to lay next to her.
"Ok..."
Gwen
"You and I... definitely very vocal."
Gwen grinned and slid her hand down his chest to his length again.
Mordred
"Didn't ahhh, Dem complain about that?" Mordred asked as he ran his hand down her side.
Gwen
"Not our fault though."
Gwen leaned over and kissed him.
Mordred
"Well, I know it's not my fault you're so sexy I just can't help myself," Mordred said, then leant down to kiss her neck.
Gwen
"Mmmhmmm."
Gwen's hands stroked his length gently.
"Not my fault I can't get enough of you."
Mordred
Mordred moaned softly, hand drifting down to play with her stud.
"Ok, we're both gorgeous."
His other hand caressed her breasts gently.
Gwen
"Yep," Gwen agreed.
She moaned and spread her legs slightly.
Mordred
Mordred slid two of his fingers inside while his thumb rubbed over her stud firmly.
He closed his eyes as her fingers moved over him.
Gwen
Gwen moaned softly.
"Love you..."
She continued her rubbing, squeezing occasionally.
Mordred
"I love you as well, cariad," Mordred murmured as his fingers kept up their steady movements.
Gwen
Gwen leaned over and kissed him softly.
"But I love you more."
She rolled his balls around her fingers.
Mordred
"You just, ahhhh, have to turn everything into a competition, don't you?" Mordred gasped out.
Gwen
"Mmmhmmmm," Gwen moaned.
She rolled over on top of him and slowly slid down on his length.
Mordred
"Ahhhhhhh goddddddd," Mordred hissed out as she did so. He rubbed his hands over her hips lightly, leaning up to capture her mouth for a kiss.
Gwen
Gwen bent her head to kiss him back, rocking slowly as she rode him.
"Ohhh," she moaned softly, biting her lip.
Mordred
"Gwen..."
Mordred rubbed her lightly, watching her face above him.
God, she was so beautiful...
Gwen
Gwen closed her eyes as she threw her hair back, moaning softly.
"Love... you..."
She started to increase the rhythm of her rocking.
Mordred
"Ahhh godddd, I love you more," Mordred said, almost teasing.
He panted as she moved quicker.
Gwen
"Nope, I love you more..."
Gwen rode him hard and fast, bending her head to kiss him roughly.
Mordred
"You can be, ah god, really childish sometimes," Mordred said.
He fingered her stud.
Gwen
"No I can't," Gwen said, arguing back as a reflex.
She moaned softly.
Mordred
"Goddddd," Mordred hissed softly, biting his lip hard.
He kept rubbing his fingers over the stud.
Gwen
"Mordreeeeed," Gwen moaned as she clenched around him.
She bent her head and kissed him, moaning into his mouth as she came.
Mordred
Mordred's hips bucked as he came, moaning right along with her.
"Love you, cariad..."
Gwen
"Love you too."
Gwen lifted herself up slightly, letting him slide out of her, as she collapsed next to him.
Mordred
Mordred wrapped her in his arms, leaning his face against her neck.
"We should...get the twins."
Gwen
"Yeah, we should... I'll do it."
Gwen kissed him then disentangled herself from his arms gently and put on her shirt and skirt, her legs slightly weak as she walked to the door, stopping at the doorway, trying to regain feeling again.
She opened the door and went down the hall to Legolas's room and knocked.
She appeared moments later with Eavan and Bryant.
Mordred
Mordred sat up in bed, sheet lying over his waist.
"And there are the two of our beautiful babes," he said lightly.
"Fao's with the hobbits...I don't think we'll have to worry about him tonight. I trust Frodo and Sam...they didn't drink that much. Merry and Pippin as usual are a whole different matter..."
Gwen
Gwen nodded.
"Ah well, least Fao's in good hands."
She went over to the cot and placed Eavan and Bryant in, tucking them up safely.
"Legolas said he just changed and fed them, so they should be good for tonight."
"Sing!" Eavan and Bryant demanded in unison.
"Demanding..." Gwen rolled her eyes.
She thought for a second, then sang to them in elvish, smiling as they fell asleep.
Mordred
"Cute," Mordred said as he came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and resting his head on her shoulder.
"Demanding must come from you. Fao's perfectly sweet."
Gwen
Gwen turned and kissed Mordred gently.
"No way. The demanding is so from you."
Mordred
"I don't think so, love..."
Mordred bit down on her earlobe softly.
"I think demanding is all you."
Gwen
"Hmm, well, if demanding is me..."
Gwen turned around and raised an eyebrow.
"Carry me to the bed."
Mordred
Mordred grinned.
"As milady wishes."
He swept her off her feet and carried her over to the bed, befpre dumping her on it.
"Better?"
Gwen
"Perhaps."
Gwen grinned cheekily.
"Now take my clothes off so I can sleep."
Mordred
"Demanding. Definetly comes from you."
Mordred sat on the bed then leaned back against the pillows and closed his eyes.
"G'night."
Gwen
"From you."
Gwen kissed him and rolled over.
"Night."