Mordred
Mordred glanced over at Gwen, who was on her horse and smiled slightly.
Their time in Gondor had been unmarked by any other trouble then that thing with the kids. Aragorn had elected to stay in Gondor with Arwen, but Faramir had come with them. Something about seeing about setting up a trade fair. Rohan's horses were world famous. And now that Sauron was gone...life and trade could get back to business as usual.
"Ho! Who approachs the lands of Rohan?" A voice called out to them and the clipclop of hooves rung out as a company of horsemen cantered down the slope towards them.
"A company of men from Gondor!" Faramir called back.
"And guests for the lady Eowyn, and her brother, Lord Eomer!"
"And who would claim such?"
"I am Legolas, prince of Mirkwood, and member of the Fellowship," Legolas said.
"Beg pardon, sir Elf. And would these be the hobbits of the Fellowship?"
"Indeed."
"Then you are truly welcome! Come."
The leader of the band of Rohan turned on his horse.
"The lands of Rohan receive all of you with good grace."
Gwen
"Neat," Gwen said softly, tiredly moving some hair from her eyes.
Merry looked at her and nodded. "Yes, let us hope they have good ale in Rohan."
"Because that's the selling point of all towns, their ale, right?"
Merry gave her an exasperated look. "And food too."
Mordred
"How could you forget the food, my love?" Mordred asked dryly.
"Yeah, how could you forget the food, Gwen?" Pippin said.
"Obviously, food and ale are the ways to tell things about the people. Because they have to eat their own food, don't they?"
Gwen
Gwen shook her head slightly and followed Faramir into Rohan, looking around and taking in the views.
Not too shabby.
Spike
The group cantered up to a walled town.
"Welcome to Edoras!" The leader of the Rohan company said.
"How have your people weathered the ending of the War of the Ring?" Faramir asked carefully.
"Why not ask what you really want to know? How have the herds of Rohan weathered the war? Well. We are all well."
He led the way to a stable.
"Here you may stable your horses."
"Ta, mate," Spike drawled.
Gwen
Gwen slid of her horse with ease and led it into the stable.
After they'd all gotten themselves organised, Faramir led them out into the town.
"Ale?" Pippin whispered to Merry.
"I hope so."
Spike
"Lords! How gladdened are the hearts of the Roharrim to see you here once more," a woman said, drawing near.
"Lady Eowyn, a pleasure indeed to be within the walls of Edoras once again," Faramir said, taking her hands in his.
"And here I thought we could maybe have Faramir talking like a normal person," Spike murmured.
Gwen
"As long as we don't start talking like that, I think I'll be ok... slightly outnumbered, I'm the only American," Gwen murmured back, hitching Eavan up higher on her hip.
"Allow me to present my friends," Faramir said, introducing the group, one by one.
Mordred
"Welcome to Edoras. Come, my brother will wish to see you," Eowyn said, leading the group up to the main hall.
"Yeah, you're our token American," Mordred whispered to her.
Gwen
"Hush you," Gwen whispered back, taking his hand and squeezing it. "Or I have the greatest punishment for you."
They followed Eowyn into the main hall.
Mordred
"Punishment?" Mordred asked in a low voice.
"Legolas, Faramir, and gentle hobbits, we are glad to see you all once again in the land of the Riddermark," Eomer said, rising from his chair on the dias.
"Glad we are to be back," Legolas answered.
"So...let me guess, Faramir...King Elessar has sent you to see what terms we will make on our horses."
Faramir smiled slightly and inclined his head.
Gwen
"Mmmmhmmmm, so you should probably behave yourself," Gwen said softly.
The four hobbits looked quite intimidated, again surrounded by big people. And Merry and Pippin just looked hungry, but they were mmaking an effort not to show it.
Mordred
"I *am* behaving myself," Mordred murmured.
"Welcome you all are to my halls. Come, let us eat," Eomer said.
"Now, that's more like it!" Pippin said gleefully.
Merry looked thoughtful.
"If you don't mind...I'm going to go and pay my respects to Theoden."
"But, Merry, food!" Pippin said in amazement.
"Sometimes there are more important things to consider," Merry said, before he slipped out of the hall.
Gwen
"Perhaps we underestimated that hobbit," Gwen commented as she followed Eomer.
She looked at Mordred. "I know... but if you think about not behaving yourself... be warned."
Mordred and Spike
"Witness my frightened expression and unreasoning fear," Mordred said dryly.
"Someone being shirty?" Spike said.
"'M *not* shirty."
Gwen
"Yeah, he's being shirty, and if he's not careful..."
Gwen's eyes twinkled evilly.
Mordred, Faolan and Vortigern
"Moving away fr'm me wife..."
Mordred walked over to Vortigern. His twin glanced at him and smiled. Faolan walked over to Gwen and pouted at her.
"Gwen?"
Gwen
Gwen looked down at Faolan.
"Yes Fao?"
Faolan
"Gwen..."
Faolan beamed up at her.
"Hugs? Please?"
He lifted his arms.
Gwen
Gwen smiled at him and bent slightly to hug him with her free arm, Eavan still being carried.
"Course."
Faolan
Faolan hugged her carefully, then purred at Eavan.
She gurgled with laughter and reached out for him. He let her pull his hair, wincing occasionally.
"'Lo, Eavan. Ok...hair is attached to me...you can let go now..."
Gwen
"Baby girl..." Gwen said.
"Sorry mama... sorry Fao," Eavan said, taking her hands away, but gurgling happily.
Gwen stood and reached down to take Fao's hand.
Faolan
Faolan curled his small fingers into hers and smiled, before sucking on the thumb of the other hand.
"It's nice here."
"Lord!" A shouting warrior gained entrance to the hall.
"Wargs have been spotted in the hills!"
"Then we must ride!" Eomer turned and started snapping out orders.
"Legolas, Faramir...and the other warriors of your party, please. Feel free to join us on the hunt."
Gwen
Gwen glanced at Frodo, who was holding Bryant, and then Mordred.
"You guys go, I'll stay with the kids."
"You're passing up a hunt?" Merry said, disbelievingly.
"That's like us giving up food!" Pippin chimed in. "You're so dangerous."
"Pippin, you're about to find out how dangerous..."
"Ooh, being quiet..."
Mordred and Spike
Mordred kissed her cheek, then they started to move out.
"Should I bring you back a fur rug, sparks?" Spike asked.
"Why don't you just give her that duster? It could double as a throw rug," Mordred said dryly.
Spike looked at him in horror and put his hands over the leather protectively.
"Don't be saying things like that! My duster has sentimental thingies, it does. I've slayed and shagged a lot of...people, in this duster."
Gwen
"You can bring me whatever y'all desire," Gwen drawled lazily, with a thick American accent.
Frodo looked at her in surprise.
"Hey, I'm an American... the only one, and I'm starting to lose my accent," she replied.
Frodo nodded.
Spike and Mordred
"Because a British accent is so much sexier, isn;t it, pet?" Spike leered at her and Mordred punched him none too gently on the shoulder.
Spike grinned, and waved goodbye as they set out.
"Where was this Warg?" Eomer asked the warrior who had come in.
A lathered horse was being walked to prevent it from foundering.
"I will lead you to the tracks," he said and mounted a new horse.
The party mounted up, and cantered out of the town, following the warrior into the hills.
Gwen
"Come this way," Eowyan said softly, leading Gwen, Frodo and Faolan upstairs to show them their rooms.
Gwen took Bryant from Frodo and placed him and Eavan into the cot, watching as they yawned in unison.
Faolan
"Shhh..." Faolan whispered solemnly. He leant into Gwen's side, eyes watchful.
Frodo smiled slightly.
~*~*~*~
Meanwhile, the hunting party was climbing farther into the hills.
Legolas was tracking the main pack with more skill then then the Men of Rohan had been doing.
The soft hooffalls of the horses echoed slightly as their riders didn't speak.
Gwen
Having both hands free now, Gwen lifted Faolan up so he could peer into the cot properly.
Faolan
Faolan purred.
Babies. Cute.
Eavan and Bryant blinked up at him.
"Sib."
Gwen
"What say we do some exploring before everyone gets back?" Gwen suggested to Fao and Frodo.
Frodo nodded.
Faolan
"Yes, please," Faolan said softly.
~*~*~*~
Legolas held up his hand for quiet.
The party halted.
The elf crept forward and looked over a slight rise.
Growls and soft howls drifted up to his sensitive ears.
They were feeding.
Gwen
Gwen nodded and lowered Faolan to the ground and took his hand, leading him from the room with Frodo walking beside them.
Faolan
Faolan held onto Gwen's hand, a soft purr reveberating through his chest.
"Horses!"
~*~*~*~
The party surrounded the group of Wargs and attacked.
Gwen
Gwen led them into the stables.
"And they say you're not demanding..."
Faolan
Faolan giggled at her, then ran to one of the stalls. He cooed at the horse and the huge white stallion hung his head out of the door and nibbled at Faolan's hair.
"Oi, miss! Keep that boy away...from..." the man's words died away, and he stared in outright shock as Faolan petted the horse's nose.
"That stallion *hates* people...he threw the king! He took a bite out a stable boy! Only reason we keep him 'round is cos he throws great racers..."
~*~*~*~
Relatively quickly, the hunting party killed all five Wargs. The remains of their meal, a sheep, was quickly buried.
"There's another set of tracks leading away from here!" Legolas called.
Gwen
"Fao's pretty special..." Gwen said, trying to explain to the man.
Frodo hung behind, looking tired.
"Do you want to go back, Frodo?" she asked softly.
"You don't have to come, I'll be alright," he replied, giving a slight wave as he headed off.
Faolan
Faolan looked after Frodo anxiously, and the stallion whickered gently, blowing over Faolan's face.
"Stop that!" Faolan told him crossly.
"Hay breath, bleagh!"
The stallion stomped a hoof, and made a noise that almost sounded like laughter.
~*~*~*~
Eomer frowned slightly as Legolas led them after the Warg.
"There are farms out here..."
"Orcs!" The elf said suddenly, pointing at a footprint.
Gwen
"Hey Fao, we wanna go exploring some more? Find out where Merry and Pippin can get some ale or we'll have no rest..."
Gwen grinned slightly.
Faolan
"Yes! Be good," Faolan told the stallion sternly.
He whickered and tossed his head.
Faolan eyed him, then shrugged. He turned to the head groom.
"He has a stone in his hoof," he calmly informed the man, then left.
~*~*~*~
The horses broke into a gallop and Legolas ran ahead.
Orcs in inhabited farmland...with at least one Warg.
Gwen
Gwen led Faolan around Rohan slowly, sussing out taverns and the like, all in the cause of Pippin and Merry.
Faolan
"Merry, Merry, Merry!" Faolan shouted as the hobbit walked up to them.
"So, where are the others then?"
"There are Wargs, grrrr. So they went hunting."
"And luck to them. Although I do feel a bit left out."
Gwen
"Hey, just means you get to spend the day with us," Gwen said, smiling slightly. "However, if you're tired, Frodo's gone back to the castle... palace... thing."
"Been talking to Pip?" Merry asked cheekily.
Faolan
Faolan giggled.
~*~*~*~
"There!" Legolas pointed.
Eomer sounded his horn and the group flowed down the hill towards the band of Orcs.
Legolas's bow sang.
Gwen
Gwen led them around Rohan until dusk started to fall upon the land, then they started back for the castle.
Being out after dark with not many weapons... big no no.
Eomer
The hunting party trotted back inside the gates.
"Healers!" Eomer called out.
"We have wounded!"
Gwen
The healers came running out to attend to the wounded.
Gwen was in her room, lying on her bed, dozing lightly.
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
Mordred slid off the back of his horse, face a little ashen. He waved off one of the healers as she came near him, and headed inside.
Spike fussed over Vortigern, despite his protests that he was fine, really! Nothing. Not even a scratch.
Legolas lent his knowledge as a healer and moved calmly around.
Gwen
"Da's home," Bryant said softly.
"Should we wake Mama?" Eavan asked.
Gwen stirred slightly, then rolled over.
Mordred
Mordred nodded slightly as he recieved directions and entered his and Gwen's room quietly. He closed the door behind him and dragged off his shirt. He winced slightly as he prodded gently at the deep scratchmarks patterning his torso in long red swipes.
Gwen
Gwen yawned and sat up, rubbing her eyes, as she focused on...
"You're hurt!"
She stood and rushed over.
"Lie on the bed."
Mordred
"I'm fine, really," Mordred insisted.
"Just got knocked off the horse...the Warg clawed me up some, but I killed it. No big, really."
Gwen
Gwen folded her arms and looked at Mordred with a raised eyebrow.
"Lie. On. The. Bed."
Mordred
"I'm fine," Mordred insisted.
"No brain, no pain."
He smiled slightly.
Gwen
"Mordred..."
Gwen's tone and looks were dangerous.
"Bed."
She raised her arm and flicked up a spark in the palm of her hand.
Mordred
Mordred sighed and went and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Fine..."
Gwen
Gwen pushed him down gently against the pillows, and lifted the first aid kit that they'd brought from New York.
She wiped gently at the scratches with antiseptic cream, then bandaged it all up.
"There."
She lay a kiss on his lips.
Mordred
"I was perfectly fine..." Mordred murmured against her lips.
"Fuss, fuss, fuss..."
Gwen
"Well excuse me for caring," Gwen shot back.
She kissed him again and ran a hand through his hair.
Mordred
"You're excused," Mordred said cheekily.
"So, how was your day?"
Gwen
"Ah, the usual... wild orgy with the good people of Rohan..."
Gwen smiled cheekily.
"How was yours?"
Mordred
"Got thrown off my horse when a sheep butted it, nearly got my face bitten off by a Warg, killed a buncha stuff. You know. Usual."
Mordred drew her down onto the bed and kissed her softly.
Gwen
"You should be more careful, my love."
Gwen kissed him back.
"I rather like you alive... and with all parts intact..."
Mordred
"Yeah, that did cross my mind at one point or another..."
Mordred leant his head against her shoulder, breathing in the scent of her hair.
"I came back, didn't I?"
Gwen
"Mmmhmmm, and I'm very grateful for that."
Gwen ran her fingers over his shoulders lazily.
"So, what did you have in mind for tonight? What are we doing?"
Mordred
"Dinner with Eomer in the hall..."
Mordred kissed her neck thoughtfully.
"Or we could just skip it."
Gwen
"And what would we do if we skipped it?" Gwen asked innocently, moving away from him slightly.
Mordred
"Ahhh..."
Mordred smiled a little wolfishly and traced his fingers down the side of her face.
"Something that's sure to be more interesting then listening to thankful speeches?"
Gwen
"Hmmm."
Gwen looked thoughtful.
"What could be more interesting than that?"
Mordred
"Something along the lines of this..."
Mordred kissed her deeply, then started to mouth kisses down her neck.
"Or something like this, maybe..."
He rubbed his hand over her breast gently.
"I don't know. YOu can pick."
Gwen
Gwen let her hand wander down to his pants. She undid them and slipped her hand inside.
"Something like this, perhaps?"
She kissed him again.
Mordred
"Ahhh, yeah...something like that..." Mordred agreed in a husky voice.
His other hand rubbed her gently through the material of her skirt.
Gwen
Gwen slid her hand up and down his length, her fingertips dancing along him.
"Maybe we shouldn't do this with the kids in the room," Gwen said, reluctantly pulling her hand away.
Mordred
Mordred moaned and tried to gather his thoughts.
"God, I hate it when you do that..."
He blinked and shook his head.
"We did in Gondor," he pointed out.
Gwen
"But they were asleep in Gondor," Gwen replied.
She nipped at his neck lightly.
"Do you honestly want them to watch us? Maybe we should ask Frodo to watch them."
Mordred
Mordred growled.
"I hate it when you're right."
Gwen
Gwen kissed him softly.
"I know... it's ok, you lie here... I don't think Frodo would appreciate that being in his face," Gwen remarked with a smirk, gesturing to his pants.
She lifted Eavan and Bryant from their cot and left the room, went to Frodo's and he agreed to mind them. She came sauntering back slowly, stopping to chat to Legolas on the way.
After a few minutes, Gwen walked back into her room.
"Hi there."
Mordred
Mordred looked up from where he had been closing the windows and lighting the candles thoughtfully left in the room. He smiled at her, gentle flicker of candles lighting the planes of his face.
"Hi yourself."
Gwen
"We're not gonna play with wax again, are we?"
Gwen grinned mischieviously as she stepped over and kissed him gently.
"You were rather cruel with wax last time..."
Mordred
"No more so then you," Mordred said as he put an arm around her waist and held her tight.
"Just for...ambience."
Gwen
"I wasn't as mean as you."
Gwen kissed him again.
"Are you sure you're up for it... after all, you got hurt today."
Mordred
"We'll just have to take it slow..."
Mordred kissed her, one hand running through her hair.
"I'm sure I'll be fine."
Gwen
Gwen's eyes twinkled evilly.
"Well, we could always go have that dinner with Eomer, I'm sure it's not too late..."
Mordred
"Don't you bloody dare," Mordred growled.
"Fine, fine, I'm fine."
Gwen
"Don't I dare do what?" Gwen asked innocently.
She slid her hand down into his pants and squeezed him gently.
"Don't I dare do this?"
Mordred
"Ohh, no, that's fine," Mordred said, eyes halflidded.
"The leaving thing is what I had problems with."
Gwen
"What leaving thing?"
Gwen started to slide her hand up and down his length, then stopped and made as though she was leaving.
Mordred
"Gah, that," Mordred hissed, grabbing her hand.
"Rude. Leaving things unfinished."
Gwen
"Awwwwwwwww."
Gwen kissed him almost roughly as she slid her hand back down into his pants.
Mordred
Mordred moaned and leant against her as his hands raised her skirt and slid up her legs.
"God, Gwen..."
Gwen
"Yes love?" Gwen whispered.
She unfastened Mordred's pants and let them fall down his legs. With a coy look at him, she bent down slowly and licked up the sides of his length.
Mordred
Mordred's hands went down to play with her hair gently.
"I love you..."
Gwen
"I love you too," Gwen replied, and then her mouth was way too busy for talking.
She engulfed half his length in one go and hummed gently.
Mordred
Mordred nearly cried out, then stopped himself.
Didn't know how good the soundproofing was.
"Godddddd, Gwennnnnn..." he settled for moaning.
Gwen
Gwen grinned.
Oh she was ace.
She took him further into her throat so she was deepthroating him, her fingers rolling his balls gently.
Mordred
"Gwen, ahhhhh, oh god, Gwen..."
Mordred watched her, eyes dark and dazed with lust.
Gwen
Gwen lightly sparked in her mouth and in her fingers, shocking Mordred twice simultaneously.
Fun.
She hummed again for good measure.
Mordred
"GOD, Gwen," Mordred yelled.
His fingers tightened briefly in her hair, eyes rolling back into his head.
Gwen
Hmmm depending on how good the soundproofing was, Gwen was sure a lot of people probably heard that.
She hummed around him again and sparked lightly.
Mordred and Spike
Legolas covered his eyes briefly. Oh Elbereth.
Spike snickered, then leant over to whisper bad things in Vortigern's ear.
~*~*~*~
"Gwen, goddddddddddddd..." Mordred hissed.
Gwen
Gwen reached up and flicked at his nipple rings, humming again.
Mordred
"F*CK, GWEN!" Mordred yelped then came.
~*~*~*~
Legolas wondered why he had been cursed with elvish hearing. Not that a few of the members of the dining hall who were only men hadn't heard that as well...
Merry and Pippin snickered.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed and got to her feet and kissed him.
"You know, I did warn you about the swearing..."
Mordred
"Yes, you did," Mordred said shakily.
"However, you were talking about in front of the children. No children here."
Gwen
"Good point."
Gwen kissed him again.
"Although that was probably loud enough for them to hear."
She let her hand drop to rub him gently.
Mordred
"Mmm..."
Mordred struggled to rearrange his thoughts.
"So...I'll have to watch that. Ah god..."
Gwen
"Mmmmhmmmm."
Gwen licked at his neck.
"Or I'll just have to punish you."
She squeezed him gently.
Mordred
"There is always...that," Mordred said breathlessly, hips bucking into her hand.
He kissed her hard.
Gwen
"I really don't think you'd like my punishment..."
Gwen kissed him back, one hand flicking at his nipple rings.
Mordred
"Possibly...ah...not," Mordred admitted.
He pulled her skirts down over her hips.
Gwen
Gwen nodded, and her hand continued to stroke him gently.
"But it doesn't matter... I wouldn't punish you like that unless you *really* pissed me off."
Mordred
"Memo to self...do not piss Gwen off," Mordred murmured before he rubbed her stud gently between his fingers.
Gwen
"Mmm... that's a good way to not..."
Gwen leaned in and licked at his neck.
Mordred
"Ahhh...I was thinking that," Mordred said.
He kissed her as he slid a finger inside her.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back and moaned softly into his mouth.
"God..."
She rubbed him harder.
Mordred
"Enough...playing. I want to be inside you," Mordred said huskily.
He nipped at her neck as he withdrew his fingers.
Gwen
Gwen nodded and lifted her head to kiss him softly.
"No more playing," she agreed.
Mordred
"Glad you agree," Mordred said, kissing her again, before 'porting them both to the bed.
"You know...my control over my powers has gotten a lot better sonce I took up with you," he said thoughtfully, then kissed her hard.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back.
"Well, glad to see I'm good for something."
Mordred
"Good for more then one thing. You're...multitalented," Mordred said before he entered her. He kissed her again.
Gwen
"Ohhhh God..."
Gwen moaned as he entered her, lifting slightly to kiss him gently.
Mordred
Mordred nipped gently at one of her nipples before rolling his tongue around it.
"Mmmm...."
Gwen
Gwen reached down and pulled lightly at his nipple rings.
"Mmmm," she agreed, closing her eyes.
Mordred
Mordred moaned, then started to move a bit quicker.
"Cariad..."
Gwen
Gwen's hips bucked up slightly to meet his.
"I love you..."
She moaned loudly.
Mordred
"Goddd...I love you too."
Mordred kissed her frantically, before bending his head to lick at her breasts.
Gwen
"Oh God..."
Gwen moaned and her hips thrust up again before she clenched, biting down on Mordred's shoulder to stifle her screams as she came.
Mordred
Mordred yelped as her teeth sank into his shoulder, breaking the skin.
"God, GWEN!"
Gwen
Whoops.
Now there was blood in her mouth.
"Godddd..." Gwen moaned, her hips thrusting back up towards him. She caught his mouth for a long kiss.
Mordred
Mordred kissed her back, tongue tasting his blood on her lips.
"F*ck, Gwen..."
Gwen
Gwen reached down and shot light sparks through his balls.
"Oh God..."
Mordred
"Bloody hell," Mordred moaned.
He yelled into her mouth as he came.
Gwen
Gwen panted lightly as she reached up and kissed Mordred again.
"Fun. Much better than a dinner..."
Mordred
"S'true."
Mordred licked a lazy path along the curve of her neck.
"Much more fun. Bet they're talking in thee's and thou's."
Gwen
"Mmmhmmm."
Gwen flicked over his nipples.
"Talking can be highly overrated sometimes."
Mordred
"Yes. Glad you agree."
Mordred moaned slightly.
Gwen
Gwen caught his mouth mid moan and kissed him gently.
"I'm actually kinda hungry..."
Mordred
"Mmm..."
Mordred rolled off her and thought for a moment.
"I can probaly manage to do something about that."
Gwen
"Are we being sexual or serious?"
Gwen sat up.
"And it's kinda sad where I'm at a point where I don't even know..."
She grinned cheekily.
"Maybe we should stop having sex for awhile."
Mordred
"I was being serious...I'll get Vort to get someone to send something up," Mordred said.
"And don't you dare even think that way."
Gwen
Gwen leaned over and kissed him softly.
"How insane could I drive you though?"
She licked over his lips.
"Yes, getting Vort to send stuff up would be good."
Mordred and Vortigern
"Extremely," Mordred said.
Vort?
You're alive up there?
Ha bloody ha. Can you get them to send up some food?
Sure thing.
Gwen
Gwen lay back on the bed and rolled over on her side so her back was to Mordred and adjusted her head on the pillow.
"Hmmmm, pleasantly numb..."
Mordred
Mordred trailed his fingers down her stomach.
"Really?"
There was a knock on the door and he got up, stepping into his pants.
He opened the door and took the tray from a startled looking girl of about sixteen. After he closed it, he could hear giggles.
He sighed slightly as he walked back over with the tray heaped high with food.
Gwen
Gwen sat up.
"I'm guessing the girl at the door was impressed by what she saw?"
She raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe I should go tell her that you're mine."
Mordred
"Maybe you should," Mordred said.
He put down the food on the bedside table, then leant back as his eyes unfocused. He started to talk.
"You'll never believe it, Em! Oh, Horselords, that guy must be...ohhh. Yum. What I wouldn't give to be his-"
"Hush, Arrie!"
"Em, no shirt! Goddess above, can I say again, YUM!"
Gwen
Gwen grinned and got off the bed, grabbing a shirt and skirt and getting dressed, then heading out the door.
"Won't be a minute."
She went downstairs and walked in on the conversation.
"Hi... he's mine."
Mordred
The two girls blushed and stammered, dipping curtseys.
"Sorry, milady!"
"He just...it was a surprise, is all, milady."
Mordred chuckled slightly and lay back against the bed.
Gwen
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"Don't let it happen again."
She turned with a flick of her hair and flounced back up the stairs to her and Mordred's room, giggling as she closed the door.
"Mmm, fun."
She slowly took her shirt off and then stepped out of her skirt and walked over to Mordred, kissing him softly.
"So, dinner now?"
Mordred
"You scared those poor girls silly," Mordred said dryly.
"And yes, dinner now."
Gwen
"Well, they had to learn that you are mine."
Gwen smiled and handed a plate to Mordred.
Mordred
"Wouldn't the collar clue them in?" Mordred asked.
He started to eat.
Gwen
"Didn't appear to, no."
Gwen took her own plate and started to eat. She chewed thoughtfully.
Mordred
Mordred chuckled softly.
"Possession issues...all she did was look."
Gwen
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
"I have possession issues?"
She blinked in disbelief.
"If I have them, then you have them."
Mordred
"Ah, but you know, that guy in London actually touched you," Mordred pointed out.
"And it's not like I'm going to take her up on any offer."
Gwen
"You better not."
Gwen moved to sit on the bed, eating delicately.
"Or I will be most displeased."
Mordred
"Yeah."
Mordred nodded.
"And I'm not willing to risk that..."
Gwen
"Good."
They finished their dinner with more small talk.
"So..."
Mordred
"So and soooo..." Mordred said, smiling slightly.
"What do you feel like doing?"
Gwen
Gwen took his plate and lay it on the tray, with hers on top.
"I have no idea... what about you?"
Mordred
"Mmmm..." Mordred said, looking her over.
"I'm sure we can come up with something..."
Gwen
Gwen feigned innocence.
"We can?"
She reached for her clothes.
"Perhaps we should get dressed."
Mordred
Mordred lay back on the bed with a thump.
"Odd woman..."
Gwen
Gwen smiled.
"But you love me."
She rejoined Mordred on the bed.
Mordred
"Yes...and you use that fact at every available moment," Mordred said.
He kissed her deeply.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back, a hand reaching down to stroke him.
"Well, it's handy... and I love you too..."
Mordred
"Sometimes I, ahhhh, wonder about that," Mordred said.
He kissed her as his hands started to roam over her body.
Gwen
"You wonder if I love you?"
Gwen kissed him.
"Well... I'll have to show you."
She rolled over so she was on top of him and licked her way down his body, pausing briefly to tease his nipple rings with her tongue, then continued down and took his length in her mouth.
Mordred
"Godddddd, Gwennnnnn," Mordred moaned.
"Cariadddddddd...."
Gwen
Gwen rolled his balls through her fingers, taking him further in her mouth and humming gently.
Mordred
"F*ck, oh god..."
Mordred panted harshly.
"God yessss..."
Gwen
Nice reaction.
Gwen reached up and sent a spark through the metal of his nipple piercing, then one through his balls.
"Mmmmmm," she hummed.
Mordred
"Ahh, goddddddd," Mordred moaned.
He managed not to yell, but only just barely.
Gwen
Gwen sent a few more sparks through him again, and hummed.
She let her tongue spark everytime she touched him.
Mordred
"God, oh god, Gwennnn..."
Mordred was slowly going out of his mind.
Gwen
Gwen kept doing what she was doing for a few more seconds, then pulled back, and licking up and down his sides, stopping to swirl her tongue around his tip.
She giggled slightly and then took him back in her mouth, tugging hard at one of his nipple rings.
MOrdred
"God, Gwen!"
Mordred's hips bucked upwards slightly as he came.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed and moved up to kiss him.
"See, I do love you."
Mordred
"Mmmhmmmm..." Mordred agreed fuzzily.
He kissed her back.
Gwen
Gwen moved so she was lying next to him and lay her head on his chest.
She giggled slightly.
Mordred
"And what are you laughing about?" Mordred asked.
His hand rubbed along the top of her leg gently.
Gwen
"Just thinking about the first time we danced together."
Gwen shook her head.
"And then, all the offers were made, but you did nothing about it."
Mordred
"I thought you were bullshitting me, to be honest," Mordred said.
"I'm not like Jean...I don't snoop."
Gwen
Gwen took his hand and entwined their fingers.
"Yeah, I kinda thought you didn't really mean it."
She kissed his hand.
"So glad I spoke to Vortigern, that night when he was painting."
Mordred
"You and he what?"
Mordred raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Tell me."
Gwen
Gwen bit her lip.
"Well..."
She smiled slightly.
"I was up late, going down to the garage to steal Scott's car, because I couldn't sleep... and Vort was in there painting... and that's when I saw some of the paintings of you."
Mordred
"Mmm..." Mordred said to encourage her to move along.
"What type of paintings?"
Gwen
"Just you shirtless."
Gwen chuckled.
"And we got to talking... and I told Vort that I kinda liked you... and then I made him go eat something... and he told me that you liked me... and that's when he called you down."
MOrdred
"Vortigern has that thing when he doesn't eat...and he's a meddler," Mordred murmured.
He kissed her cheek.
"Glad he did though."
Gwen
Gwen nodded.
"Agreed."
She sighed happily.
"You know, I honestly, at some parts when we had problems, I never imagined we'd get this far..."
Mordred
"Me neither."
Mordred couldn't keep the goofy smile from his face.
"I love you."
Gwen
Gwen reached up and kissed him gently.
"I love you too."
Mordred
"Mmm..."
Mordred leant his head against her shoulder, smelling her hair.
"I just can't...get over the fact that you said yes. Despite everything that had happened..."
Gwen
"And why wouldn't I say yes?"
Gwen smiled at him.
"I love you... nothing changes that. Yeah, we've had more than our fair share of problems... but... doesn't change that I love you."
Mordred
"I love you too."
Mordred kissed her again.
"Hmm...we should get the twins."
Gwen
"Yes, you should."
Gwen rolled over slightly and smiled charmingly.
Mordred
"You sure? I mean, those girls are still out there..." Mordred teased.
Gwen
"Grrrr."
Gwen sat up.
"Then I'll come with you. But they're getting way too heavy for me to carry by myself."
Mordred
Mordred chuckled.
"Why bother with that? Vortigern will see they come back. Useful, this telepathy business."
Gwen
Gwen lay back down.
"Maybe..."
Mordred and Vortigern
There was a knock on the door and Mordred got up. He shrugged a long shirt on and went and opened it. Vortigern handed him the twins without a word, then left. Mordred closed the door again.
"I think Vort is somewhat frustrated..."
He brought the babies over to the bed.
Gwen
"Why for?"
Gwen sat up again, taking Bryant from him.
Mordred
"Cos...link. And he was stuck in a dinner," Mordred said, grinning.
"Who's the smart twin here? Me!"
Gwen
Gwen giggled.
"Yup."
She reached up to kiss him.
"Oh well. Spike will make sure he's not frustrated for long."
Mordred
Mordred chuckled.
"Oh bloody hell yeah..."
He kissed Eavan's forehead and she laughed.
Gwen
Gwen grabbed a shirt and put it on.
"You know, for one day, when we go back to New York, I'm gonna spend the whole day naked."
Mordred
"I like the sound of that," Mordred commented.
"When we have our own house..."
Gwen
"Yup."
Gwen lay back down on the bed, lifting Bryant up to sit on her stomach.
"We're so... mature."
MOrdred
"Mature, uh huh," Mordred said.
He tickled Eavan's stomach lightly and she squirmed, gurgling with laughter.
Gwen
"Well, I mean because we've got a house. But that's about it."
Gwen kissed Bryant's cheek.
"I feel sooo old."
Mordred
"You're not old," Mordred countered.
"You're fantastic."
He bounced Eavan up and down slightly and she drooled on him before grabbing onto his hair.
"Right...the hair pulling."
He gently disentangled her fingers from his hair.
Gwen
"Awwie."
Gwen tickled Bryant gently and he giggled.
Mordred
"Such a beautiful girl...just like her mum," Mordred cooed to Eavan.
Gwen
"Awwwwwwwie."
Gwen grinned.
"Not used to compliments."
Eavan clapped and as she did, water appeared in her hand.
"Um... is that normal?" Gwen asked, indicating to her hands.
Mordred
"I...have no idea," Mordred said thoughtfully.
"Could be her powers manifesting..."
Gwen
"Interesting..."
Gwen smiled at Eavan, then bounced Bryant slightly.
"Love..." Bryant and Eavan said.
"Yep."
Mordred
"Love you both," Mordred told the twins.
"And love you, my angel."
He kissed Gwen on the cheek.
"YUCK!" The twins chorused.
Gwen
"Love you too," Gwen said to Mordred.
"And hush, my beautiful babies."
"Yucky!"
Mordred
"Mmm... I think they must need to go to sleep," Mordred told Gwen.
Gwen
"Yup."
Gwen lifted Bryant and stood, walking over to the cot and placing him inside.
Mordred
Mordred stood and went to put Eavan in the cot next to her brother.
"Awww..."
Mordred put his arm around Gwen's waist.
"They're so cute..."
Gwen
"Yeah, that's all me," Gwen joked.
Eavan yawned and closed her eyes, Byrant already drifting to sleep.
Mordred
"You sure? Brynat looks a lot like me," Mordred said.
"But Eavan...she looks so much like you..."
Gwen
"Poor Eavan."
Gwen smiled slightly.
Mordred
"Lucky Eavan," Mordred corrected her.
"Mmm..."
He kissed her neck.
Gwen
Gwen turned her head to kiss him.
"Hmmm, maybe."
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"But lucky Bryant."
Mordred
"Maybe..."
Mordred lifted her and walked over to the bed.
"Sure it's a good thing?"
Gwen
"It's a very good thing."
Gwen kissed him.
"He's going to break some hearts when he's older."
Mordred
"I never broke any hearts...I think. Got mine broken a few times..." Mordred said.
He yawned.
Gwen
"You broke my heart."
Gwen smiled and kissed his cheek, settling in next to him.
Mordred
"Awww..."
Mordred leant his head against her shoulder as he put his arms around her.
"Didn't mean to. Is it healed now?"
Gwen
"Yup, all healed."
Gwen entwined their fingers and closed her eyes.
"I love you... night."
Mordred
"Love you too, mo cariad."
Mordred kissed her cheek gently and then closed his eyes with a sigh of contentment.
"Love you too."