hawkofmai: (Hee.)
hawkofmai ([personal profile] hawkofmai) wrote2010-06-20 01:47 am
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Because Ragnelle is the greatest wife EVAR.

(Continued from here)

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.

[identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com 2010-06-26 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"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.

[identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com 2010-06-26 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
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.

[identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com 2010-06-26 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
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.

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

[identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com 2010-06-26 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
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.

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

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

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

[identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com 2010-06-28 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
"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.

[identity profile] inglewoodblues.livejournal.com 2010-06-28 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
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."

[identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com 2010-06-28 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
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.

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

[identity profile] hawkofmai.livejournal.com 2010-06-29 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
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.

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

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