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Gawaine ducked into his wife's discreet little bower, unsure if it were crafted or simply found- and to be honest, pretty much uncaring either way. To think that once upon a time, he had trouble with the notion of lovemaking outside a proper bed...well. After seeing the difference it made in his Ragnelle, those days were long in the past.

Thus it was that a straightening Gawaine looked about with a smile, before gently pulling his wife towards the heart of the glade. Cupping her face in his big hands, he just looked at her for a moment or two... Before his lips descended, kissing his bride slow and deep.

Date: 2010-06-24 08:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
Entirely unnnnghfair, but given the results, he'd certainly be willing to put up with it. "My lady, my own..." He murmurs, moving within her in the way she showed him always lent a sparkle to her eye, even as he pulled his head up to kiss and nibble at her offered bounty.

Date: 2010-06-25 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
Her smile is positively blissful, albeit still teasing; she can't help that. She trails kisses along his shoulder.

Date: 2010-06-26 03:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
If you could get him to answer honestly, he'd admit that the tease in her smile is one of the things that drives him wild about her. He always wants to wipe that hint of a smirk off her face in the best possible way; teasing is when you're holding something of yourself back, and the moment that she wholly commits is one of the most gratifying sensations he can possibly concieve of.

He let her set the pace, hungry to feel her fulfillment- plus, with the aftershocks of her magic still setting muscles atremble, it gave him a chance to focus on controlling himself- but his lips slipped further up her pale form, a trail of soft wet bites and kisses moving up to her collarbone.

Date: 2010-06-26 03:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
It's true that when the teasing finally does go is the moment she's wholly defenceless, and forgetting both sides of her nature in exchange for him.

She starts to rock gently against his hips, fingering his hair with one hand, the other stroking his chest.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:00 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
And he'd give her all he had, cherishing everything she gave him in return.

Gawain's moans start to get louder, moving in small counterpoint to her own actions, with hands and mouth worshipping every part of her he could reach, and then he slowly, tenderly began to worship her lips.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
"Shhh, softly," she murmurs, low and indistinct. "O, soft thou, do not thou cease."

Date: 2010-06-26 04:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
"Beshrew me an I ever entertained the thought..." he gasped, trying to quiet his desire and spare her eardrums. And yet still he kissed at the corner of her mouth, gently tracing the curve of her lower lip, even as he fought to match her slow rhythmn...

Date: 2010-06-26 04:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
Eardrums are definitely not high on her priorities list right now, and when he touches her lip she arches against him with a soft little wail, the tease in her smile vanished.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
[And Gawaine in turn is hard-pressed to keep the sense of VICTORY from his own smile, and may not have succeeded completely, but with any luck she'll forgive his satisfaction. A bit more force is added to the response of his hips, her breasts brushing against his chest in her sudden movement, as his hands trail through her hair and down her back once more.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
"O, Mary, Gawain, Mother of God, do not thou stop, do not thou--" moving in turn against him.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
"Shh, shh, it be well, Ragnelle, it be-aghn!" Well, so much for his notion of being the one in control this time!

He fell back, fighting against the sensations she gave even as she quested for her own ecstasy, and his hands gripped her hips firmly as he thrust inside her with greater abandon, trying to give her what she wants.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
She climaxes more quietly, panting, her hair falling in sweaty tangles over her shoulders, her limbs shivering from exertion as she rests her forehead against his shoulder.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
Yet it was with a loud groan that he followed her not long after, spending himself freely as he clasped her in his arms at the last, holding her close.

Yet even as he tried to catch his breath, his face turned her way and seemed to smile of its own accord.

Date: 2010-06-26 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
"O, Mary, thou'rt sweet," she says breathlessly, touching his face with her fingertips.

Date: 2010-06-26 05:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
His ribs shook a little with his chuckle, the merriment dancing in his eyes; he didn't laugh long, but the twinkle of good humour remained. "I'faith, my love... 'tis you who dost... add savour to my days..." He panted, his lips quite possibly unable to stop turning upward.

Date: 2010-06-26 05:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
"Wretch," smoothing back his hair. Ragnelle smiles.

Date: 2010-06-26 05:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
"Drab," he murmured, hand cupping her jawline as he smiled back.

Date: 2010-06-27 05:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
"Wilt thou rest with me now?"

Date: 2010-06-28 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
"With a will, my lady... tho' a blanket mayst prove its worth at this point." Much as he loves his wife, falling asleep nakedly in a random stretch of mossy forest still seems a bit odd to him.

He's willing to roll with it, as Ragnelle seems to be awful fond of the practice, but random nudity has rather little to do with his upbringing, you know? You'd catch a chill WAY too easy.

Date: 2010-06-28 05:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
Ragnelle is totally 100% cool with sleeping naked in the woods, she has been doing that all her life. But since it bothers him, she sits up, tossing her hair over her shoulder, and reaches for her kirtle. "Here, thou canst spread this o'er thyself."

Date: 2010-06-28 12:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
Well, in Gawaine's defense, it IS pre-global warming England, probably.

And he'll LOOK at the kirtle, then LOOK at his wife, and while a less... relaxed man might take offense, he'll instead begin to chuckle a little. "Dost expect me to hide from the elements behind a dress?" She's getting kissed now, as he's just about certain she's messing with him. "Your husband be not so weak as that, my lady."

Which is why she's getting snuggled up to with all his red-blooded Son of Adam manly warmth, and damned be the consequences! ...Though he IS noting the location of his quilted armor-padding for later, once she's fallen asleep.

Date: 2010-06-29 02:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
"As thou pleasest," amused, and stifling a yawn. She curls up with her back against his chest.

Date: 2010-06-29 03:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
An arm wrapped around her chest, the other slipped beneath her waist; he kissed the back of her head, and smiled as he spooned in close. "Tis the company that pleases me..." This? Great way to go about properly enjoying the smell of her hair. Very, VERY satisfying thing for a sated knight to do, really.

Date: 2010-06-29 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com
Ragnelle laughs, low in her throat, her eyes already closed. "I hope so."

Date: 2010-06-29 05:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com
"Mmmhmmm..." He murmured, closing his eyes and relaxing. Let's give this naked business a proper chance again; it is summer, after all.


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