i won't let you choke on the noose around your neck

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ᴡʜᴏ: Morgana & Gwaine
ᴡʜᴀᴛ: Valentine's Shenanigans.
ᴡʜᴇɴ: Feb. 11th - 13th
ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ: Morgana's now Valentine's themed room. CURSE YOU CASTLE.
ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ: ... THINGS HAPPENED. RATING GONE UP TO R. JUST TO BE SAFE.




[ When she wakes it is with a start, body tensing as her eyes snap open. She's not a deep sleeper, not like a long shot, unless thoroughly exhausted. So how he managed to climb into her bed without her waking is a mystery to her. Even more so than why he would come all the way from the town just to--

Sitting up suddenly, she pulls the blankets to herself, shuffling towards the edge of her bed in an attempt to put space between them. ]

Gwaine. [ Wake up. Now. And please get the hell out of her bed. ] Gwaine.

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[impetuous]

[ When he moves to kiss her again, he is not as careful. Emboldened, he closes the brief distance that had opened between them. His right hand sinks again to her lower back. His other hand rests Morgana's hand on his neck where he had lifted it from; his left also descends, cradling her waist. He draws senseless designs through the material of her dress. ]

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[ She throws caution to the wind when she returns the kiss, returning it with a little more force and certainty. Fingers curl within his hair, her other hand gripping the back of his neck. A soft noise echoes in her throat and she shivers again, her nerves practically alight with the senseless things he draws on her back. Even through the fabric of her dress. ]

[impetuous]

[ Smiling into the kiss, he nips at her lips. Note to self: have her take lead. It is sexy. Separating from her mouth, he litters a trail of kisses down her jawline and back. ]

[videres]

[ The next noise to leave her is a protest, albeit a weak one. She can hardly complain when litters her jawline with kisses. She makes another when his lips return to hers, dragging her teeth across his bottom lip lightly. ]

[impetuous]

Morgana…

[ He shifts his weight from leg to leg to prevent the climbing cramp. Brushing her hair away from her ivory neck, he trails kisses down its length. ]

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[ She thinks her heart stops, for a good few seconds that feels like forever, when her name reaches her ears. It sounds so different in the hushed tones, yet bounces loudly off the walls. She commits the sound of it to memory and tilts her head, granting him further access to her neck. ]

Gwaine... [ It comes out half gasped, half spoken but thick with something she dare not put a name to. ]

[impetuous]

[ Gwaine has heard his name whispered and screamed in the throes of passion. It always pleases him. To hear that kind of naked pleasure in another's voice and to know it is because of him.  Egoistic certainly, but true. However, this is the first time his breath hitches and his stomach clenches, not altogether uncomfortably. He plucks at her dress, ducking his head to mouth at her skin, pressing damp points across her collarbone. He inhales deeply, almost giddy on the scent emanating from her skin. ]

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[ She lets out a breathy moan, every touch of his lips to her skin sending electric pulses through her body. Practically making her putty in his hands. Fingers tug lightly on his hair and she takes a blind step backwards, towards the bed. ]

[impetuous]

[ Bed. Yes. He is more than happy to comply. Without breaking contact, he continues moving forward until her legs hit the edge of the bed. ]

[videres]

[ The second her legs hit the bed she gasps in surprise, tugging Gwaine with her as she falls backwards. Ah. Much better. ]

[impetuous]

[ He couldn't agree more. One of his knees and hands rests on the bed, in an attempt to keep most of his weight off of her. The other is fiddling with her sleeve, slowly pulling it out of the way to kiss her shoulder. ]

[videres]

[ It isn't hard, she even accommodates to make it easier, biting her bottom lip when the kiss touches her skin. Dear god. She tugs at his hair again, half attempt to drag him back to her lips. Though the motion is lazy, not exactly wanting to stop him exploring her flesh. ]

[impetuous]

[ What the lady wants, he is more than happy to oblige. He abandons her shoulder for her mouth, but his hand continues exploring her body. A thumb traces the underside of her breast. ]

[videres]

[ She content to let him explore with his lips back to hers, her body rising to his touch. ]

[impetuous]

[ He is all too willing to let the hours wile away in this manner. To forget the world outside even exists for a moment.

After, clothes left discarded and forgotten, he runs a comforting hand up and down her naked back, following every bump of her spine. ]

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[ She focuses on it, the feel of his hand running up and down her spine (Keeping the weight of their actions in the farthest corners of her mind). It is alluring, she thinks, tempting her to drift off into sleep and she hums softly. ]

[impetuous]

[ He makes a sound in response. When he speaks, his voice is low, but not quite a whisper. ]

What are you thinking?

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Nothing. [ Thinking can be a little dangerous right now. Her own voice is quiet, almost as if she spoke any louder the bubble that makes up their current world will shatter. ]

[impetuous]

Mm.

[ Settling more comfortably, he runs a hand through her hair. Try as he might, he cannot seem to stop touching her. ]

[videres]

[ She doesn't protest. It's... nice. Really nice. And further tempting her towards the sleep threatening to overtake her. ]

What are you thinking?

[impetuous]

That I can't stop touching you.

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I have noticed.

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[ He chuckles and finally pulls his hand back. ]

Look. Hands to myself.

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That wasn't a complaint. [ Nevertheless she does chuckle a little at it. ]

[impetuous]

[ He presses his lips together to try to stop a smile. It does not work. It also does not take him very long before he is reaching for her hand and taking it between both of his. He glances at their hands and shakes his head. ]

I can't stop, see?