Mordred, Gwen and Khaos
Khaos watched Mordred and Gwen with interest. They'd had so many problems, age difference, portals, demons, misunderstandings, cats... maybe it was time to let them experience a "normal" life as teenagers.
With a flick of her wrists, she changed their histories and entwined their pasts together. Teenagers of 16, growing up in Wales together. Giving them happy families, and Gwen a control over her powers.
She hoped they could experience some happiness.
As Khaos disappeared, she clapped and let everything come true. Mordred and Gwen, and all appropriate associated people, in Wales, in Mordred's house.
Mordred and Vortigern
Mordred turned, smiling at his father as the older man entered the room.
"Hey, Da."
"Hey yourself, boyo."
Mordred suffered his head to be rubbed and his hair mussed up. Vortigern skidded round the corner from the kitchen.
"Is he-"
"Check for yourself if your Will's here," Mordred said, laughing.
Vortigern made a face at his twin, then went to the door.
"Hello? Hey, Gwen!"
Gwen
"Hey Vort. Your dopey brother in?"
Gwen flicked her long wavy brown hair out of her face, shifting her bags weight onto the other shoulder.
Mordred and Vortigern
Mordred made an 'eep' noise and ran to fix his hair.
Vortigern laughed.
"Sure he is, Gwen. Come in."
He stepped back from the door to let her in.
"Hello, Gwen," John said, smiling at her.
"And how's your parents?"
Gwen
"Thanks, Vort," Gwen said, walking into the house.
"Hey Mr Lwellyn." She smiled. "They're good, but busy as usual."
Lwellyns
"Good to hear," John said.
"Gwen, lovey, want something to eat?" Sorcha said cheerfully.
"I've been baking."
Gwen
"No, thank you," Gwen replied politely. "Oh yeah, my parents asked me to ask you guys over this weekend for dinner."
Lwellyns
"We're free?" John asked, looking at his wife.
She nodded.
"We'd love to, Gwen."
Mary wandered past, nose firmly stuck in her book. Vortigern reached out and grabbed it. She squealed indignantly.
"Vort! Give it!"
Vortigern grinned at her, then his head whipped around as a throaty roar of a bike sounded outside.
"There's my date. See you all later."
He dropped the book and headed towards the door.
Gwen
"Have fun, and don't do anything that Mordred WOULD do," Gwen advised, laughing.
Mordred, Spike and Vortigern
Mordred entered the room.
"Someone say my name?"
He smiled at Gwen.
"Hey."
"Going, going, gone," Vortigern said, opening the door.
Spike looked in and sketched a salute.
"Hey mates. C'mon, Vort."
He grabbed the younger teen's hand and left, Vortigern smiling happily as he followed.
"I'll be back by 11!"
Gwen
"Hey you," Gwen greeted, walking over to Mordred and hugging him briefly.
"Brought the books, so come on, I will get you through the ancient hstory course if it's the last thing I do."
Mordred
"Ok. Guess we should get started then," Mordred said.
He led her up to his attic bedroom he shared with Vortigern.
Gwen
Gwen followed Mordred into his room and took the bag off her shoulder.
"So..."
Mordred
"So..." Mordred repeated, closing the door.
A half finished painting stood in the corner of the room.
"Where do you want to work?"
Gwen
"Up to you, it's your room."
Gwen headed over to the painting.
"He's getting really good, you know. Our art teacher is forever praising him."
Mordred
"Yeah," Mordred said, proud of his brother.
"He's fantastic. He's trying for an arts scholarship."
He walked over to her and put his arms around her waist.
"So, do you really want to study?"
Gwen
"I can see you don't."
Gwen turned her head and kissed him gently.
Mordred
"When do I ever want to study?" Mordred said.
He kissed her a bit more firmly.
Gwen
"Never."
Gwen smiled and kissed him back.
"I have some lovely news."
Mordred
"You do? What?"
Mordred's hand crept up under her shirt.
Gwen
"My parents are going to be away tonight and tomorrow..."
Gwen smiled cheekily.
"So... I'll be all alone, in my large double bed... all cold... lonesome..."
Her hand slid down to the front of his pants.
Mordred
"Ahhh," Mordred moaned.
"And here's me a teleporter. Is that a hint I should come over?"
He rubbed his thumb over her breast.
Gwen
"More like a blatant invitation."
Gwen's breathing became shallower as she slid her hand down into Mordred's pants.
Mordred
"Godddddd, Gwennnn," Mordred moaned into her ear.
He slid his free hand up the inside of her leg under her skirt.
"No knickers? What would your parents say?"
He rubbed over her gently.
Gwen
Gwen moaned as she turned her head to lick at his neck, her hand sliding over him.
"Mmmm, they'd probably be most displeased that they're eldest daughter was behaving in an innappropriate manner, and I'd probably once again get the 'why can't you be more like Jessica?' talk."
Mordred
"Jessica needs to remove the stick from her arse," Mordred said.
He slid two finger inside her gently.
"And I know for a fact she's screwing two guys."
Gwen
"Oh yeah, she told me all about that."
Gwen rolled her eyes.
"She wants you, you know."
Mordred
"Well, she's not going to have me," Mordred said.
"I'm the faithful type."
Gwen
"Reassuring."
Gwen smiled and kissed him.
"Still wish she wasn't always harping around me though. She's always trying to find new reasons for me to get into trouble."
Mordred
Mordred kissed Gwen back, then sliding his fingers out of her, picked her up and headed to his bed. He let her down gently, then climbed in next to her, fingers going back to where they'd been before, kissing her deeply.
Gwen
Gwen moaned softly and her hands undid Mordred's pants, stroking his length gently.
Mordred
"We just...oh god, have to be quiet," Mordred murmured into her ear.
"My parents..."
Gwen
"Ok," Gwen whispered.
She kissed him softly.
"Just... be gentle with me."
Mordred
"I always am, I never want to hurt you," Mordred said.
He cuddled her into his arms.
"We can do other stuff..."
Gwen
"I know you are... No, I want to..."
Gwen kissed him again, her hand sliding over his length and squeezing softly.
Mordred
"Ah godddd," Mordred moaned.
"Gwen, are you sure?"
Gwen
"Very sure."
Gwen kissed his neck.
Mordred
"Right..."
Mordred kissed her, then sat up. He scrabbled in his bedside table, retreiving a small foil packet.
Gwen
Gwen smiled faintly.
She'd done this once before, but the experience had been so painful she had put off doing it with Mordred.
Mordred
"We don't have to do this if you don't want to," Mordred said.
He kissed her gently.
"I'm happy to just fool around."
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back.
"No, I want to."
Mordred
Mordred nodded slightly, then opened the packet, kissing her deeply. He put the condom on then rolled them bot so she was under him. e took off her shirt, kissing above te swell of her bra.
Gwen
Gwen closed her eyes, as her hand moved over him and fondled his balls.
Mordred
"Relax and enjoy it," Mordred murmured into her ear.
He rubbed over her gently, lipping at her nipples through the thin material of her bra.
Gwen
Gwen's breath caught in her throat as she mouthed kisses on his neck.
Mordred
Mordred slid into her slowly, gasping faintly.
"God, Gwennnn..."
Gwen
"Oh Goddd..."
Gwen moaned softly, her eyes half closed.
Mordred
Mordred rested his weight on his elbows once he was fully sheathed in her and kissed her.
"Alright?"
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back.
"Yeah... it's good."
Mordred
"Good..."
Mordred kissed her again as he started to thrust slowly.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back, moaning softly as her fingers danced across Mordred's back.
Mordred
Mordred slid a hand down between them to rub her softly as he continued to move his hips.
Gwen
"Oh God," Gwen moaned.
She kissed him again deeply, tongue delving into his mouth.
Mordred
Mordred slid his tongue around hers, letting her control the kiss for a few moments before he slowly took over.
"Gwennnnn..."
Gwen
Gwen's hips bucked up slightly.
"God, Mordred..."
Mordred
Mordred captured her mouth for another kiss, fingers moving faster.
Gwen
Gwen kissed him back, moaning into his mouth as she came.
"Goddddd..."
Mordred
Mordred bit his lip hard as he came, managing not to make an overloud noise. He kissed her gently, then rolled off her, putting the used condom in the bin.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and sat up, pushing her pleated skirt down again and smoothing out the wrinkles.
"That was good," she said, leaning over to kiss him again.
Mordred
"I'm glad," Mordred said softly.
He fixed his clothes up.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and fixed her shirt and bra, and looked at her bag in the corner of the room. She got up from the bed and walked over to it, lifting out the books.
"Ok, wanna try and pass history this year?"
Mordred
"Probably a good idea," Mordred said.
He walked over to the shared desk and got his own books.
Gwen
Gwen went and sat back on the bed, leaning against the pillows as she flipped them open.
"So... aside from trying to do me in class, what else did you do today?"
Mordred
"Milked the cow this morning," Mordred said.
"You know, usual. And I did that English essay for Mrs Pratchett."
Gwen
Gwen nodded and flicked through her notes until she found the ones from the days lesson. She handed them to Mordred.
"Ugh, I'm all Englished out. It's probably the only subject I'm doing that my parents actually approve of. Scratch that, it's probably the only activity I'm doing that they approve of."
Mordred
"They don't approve of you tutoring me? Shame!"
Mordred tsked.
Gwen
Gwen smiled and kissed his cheek.
"You, they actually like. Anyway, I'm not in the good books at the moment because..."
She rolled her eyes.
"Because instead of running for class president, like Jess did, I went for cheerleader captain. And got it. But it's still not good enough."
She paused.
"Sorry, I'm having inadequacy issues this week."
Mordred
"I think you're more then adequate," Mordred said softly.
"I think you're perfect."
Gwen
"Thanks, but you have to say that because I'm sleeping with you."
Gwen smiled and kissed him again.
"Have you picked what you want to do for the history assignment yet?"
Mordred
"I don't have to, I want to," Mordred said.
"Yeah. Weaponry."
Gwen
Gwen nodded.
"I'm gonna do the whole Trojan War thing... then branch into The Iliad and The Odyssey, and relate it to Mycenaen Warfare."
She shrugged.
"I'm hoping for another A, at least."
Mordred
Mordred clapped politely.
"I'm hpoing for a C."
Gwen
Gwen shook her head.
"I'm getting you a B at least."
She went and sat on his lap.
"Won't be hard."
Mordred
"Gah," Mordred said, unable to form English at that point in time.
Gwen
"Really?"
Gwen grinned and ground her hips into his lap.
"Anyway, you, study. Now."
Mordred
"Yes," Mordred said.
"Because you make me. Gasp, Gwen, you're being a good influence."
Gwen
"When have I ever been a bad influence?"
Gwen thought for a moment.
"If you're refering to the incident in Maths, that was a one off thing."
Mordred
"Suuuuure it was."
Mordred nuzzled her neck lightly.
"You're a bad wicked girl, and I love it."
Gwen
"Am not."
Gwen kissed his forehead and went over and lay on his bed.
"Now you, study."
She scribbled on a piece of paper and handed it to him.
"I want you to answer this essay question for me by... Friday. Ok?"
Mordred
Mordred sighed.
"Yes, Mistress."
Gwen
Gwen laughed and retrieved her bag which had fallen on the floor. As she bent over, her skirt rode up at the back.
"Yeah, I actually should get home to say bye to my parents. But you'll come over tonight?"
Mordred
"Yeppp..." Mordred said.
He trailed his hand up the inside of her leg.
Gwen
"Ok, you do that and I'll never leave."
Gwen turned her head to look at him.
Mordred
"I know."
Mordred kept his hand there.
Gwen
Gwen shook her head.
"Mordred..."
Mordred
The door started to open and Mordred whipped his hand away.
Sorcha looked around.
"Need anything?"
"No, Mum, we're fine."
Gwen
Gwen resisted the urge to laugh and straightened up, looking through her bag to keep busy.
"Thanks anyway, Mrs Lwellyn."
Mordred
"If you need anything, just call," Sorcha said cheerfully.
When she shut the door, Mordred banged his head against the desk.
Gwen
"Awwwwww."
Gwen grinned and went over and kissed his head, sliding her hand over his crotch.
Mordred
"And that's meant to oohhhhh goddddd help?" Mordred asked.
Gwen
Gwen knelt in front of Mordred's chair and unzipped his pants.
"I'm trying to be helpful."
She bent her head and licked at his length.
Mordred
"Oh christ!"
Mordred covered his hand with his mouth.
Gwen
Gwen simply smiled at him, then took him in her mouth slowly. She swirled her tongue around his tip.
Mordred
Mordred moaned, hips bucking up slightly.
"God!"
Gwen
Gwen took him further into her mouth, relaxing as she did, so she could take more in.
Yeah, it was no wonder she was labelled a slut at school.
Mordred
"God, Gwen...ahhhh goddddddddd..." Mordred moaned.
He stroked his fingers through her hair briefly.
Gwen
Gwen decided to be a little evil and let her mouth spark faintly around him.
Mordred
"F-"
Mordred slapped his hand over his mouth to prevent his yell.
Gwen
Gwen hummed around him and rolled his balls in her palms of her hands, taking him futher into her mouth.
Mordred
Mordred's eyes darted towards the door. This would be the *absolute* worst time for his parents or one of his sisters to come in.
Gwen
Gwen contemplated leaving this unfinished, but that would just be mean. Instead, she worked at him faster.
Mordred
Mordred's hand clutched at his table as he tried not to thrust into her mouth.
"Gwen!" he hissed from behind closed teeth.
"God, please don't stop.."
Gwen
Gwen reached out and sparked lightly through his balls as she hummed around him again.
Mordred
Mordred came, biting into his hand so hard he tasted blood.
Gwen
Gwen swallowed and sat up, wiping the corners of her mouth delicately.
"So, I should get going."
Mordred
"Mmmhmm."
Mordred blinked slowly as he attempted to think.
"I'll...see you tonight."
Gwen
Gwen kissed his forehead.
"You up to porting me home or should I walk?"
Mordred
"Probably a good idea to walk home," Mordred said dazedly.
"I'm not...thinking very well at the moment."
Gwen
"Wonder why that is?"
Gwen grinned and picked up her bag, making sure to flash him before she left.
"See ya tonight."
She headed home and had a shower, and dinner, then waited for Mordred.
Mordred
Mordred arrived, and we all know where it went from there, considering who it is. They had sex. A lot. The way they do, the cute little hyperactive overally sexed bunnies.