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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.
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.
