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Guinevere (futurequeen) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2010-11-02 17:14:00

Who: Guinevere and Arthur
When: Backdated to November 1st, after Arthur's practice
Where: Their apartment
What: Awkward Teen meets her Prat of a Hubby
Rating: TBD
Status: Incomplete, closed

Guinevere really should not be on her knees scrubbing the very bottom shelf in the cupboards but she couldn't help it. She had been slacking recently with her chores and they really were slightly dirty. She couldn't bring a baby into this, everything had to be clean enough for a baby to be here. She didn't want her getting ill because there's too much dirt, even though she had been told that a little dirt could be good for the baby because it helped her fight any illnesses. But she had this urge And that was another reason she had to clean up. He needed a very, very clean home to come back to, she didn't want him being disappointed or think she was slacking in what she should be doing.

Pulling back, she put the cloth back in the water before queezing the excess water out and going back to the shelf. Putting her hand on her stomach at a particularly strong kick, she smiled softly. She knew this wasn't dangerous, she was fine doing this. She had read up on what she could and could not do and they did not mention anything about cleaning. At least she wasn't using a lot of chemicals. Besides, she knew women back in Camelot who did more that this even a few weeks before they gave birth.

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a_royal_prat
2010-11-02 07:04 pm UTC (link)

Arthur had been watching Guinevere clean that one cupboard shelf far longer than strictly necessary. He tugged down the collar of his shirt, trying to get some kind of breeze circulating as he watched her move back and forth, in and out of that cupboard, stretching for grime that wasn't there. Arthur knew for certain there wasn't even a dust speck in there any longer.

"Did you know when you do that you make the most interesting noises?"

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	futurequeen 2010-11-02 07:10 pm UTC (link)
	Gwen had been so focused on what she had been doing, she didn't hear the movement between her. However, when she heard Arthur's voice break the silence, her head banged against the top shelf and she cried out, pulling away a little and putting her hand to her head. Turning to look at Arthur, she rubbed her head a little. "Pardon, my lord?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

a_royal_prat
2010-11-02 07:15 pm UTC (link)

"Come here." Arthur barely waited ten seconds before moving toward her, fingers prodding carefully at the top of her head, batting away her hand to make sure it wouldn't result in more than a slight bruise. Morgana was right about one thing, damn her, Gwen was his wife and while he wasn't fully sure how he was supposed to always treat her, he knew she got flustered easily and that having her injure herself would not only make her upset, it would upset Merlin and Morgana and God help him if they both decided it was his fault.

"You're going to have a lump. Congratulations."

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futurequeen
2010-11-02 07:19 pm UTC (link)

"My Lord, I'm fine. Thank you for the concern, not that I'm saying you should concern yourself with me at all times but..."

She was cut off by his hand brushing hers away and she quickly dropped her hand away. She knew she should not argue with him when he wanted to do something, so if he wanted to check her head he could. Not that she understood why he cared other than her being his wife and she assumed he may be less of a prat to his wife.

"I'll be fine, I'm sure."

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	a_royal_prat 2010-11-02 07:21 pm UTC (link)
	Arthur crouched down in front of her and tipped his head to look into the empty cupboard that, for wood, looked suspiciously close to sparkling. "Why were you scouring our cupboard?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

futurequeen
2010-11-02 07:24 pm UTC (link)

"I have, regrettably, fallen behind in my cleaning recently. I felt the need to fix that."

She didn't realise that she was doing anything bad by doing this. Her body was making her want to clean up, the baby would be here in a few months and then she would fall behind even more. She really had to do what she could before that day arrived.

"I should get back to it. If that's okay, my Lord, I assume you might be hungry after practice? Sorry I should not assume anything like that."

She should just shut up.

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a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 07:04 am UTC (link)

"We can get other people to come in and clean the place if you thin it's that bad. In fact, why don't we. You're not a servant, Guinevere. If we ever get home, and I'm sure one day we will, you're going to be Queen. Queen's don't get down on their knees and scrub cupboards."

Arthur stood and brushed off the knees of his trousers. "Well, let's get you up. You look ridiculous down there."

He took her by the elbows and hauled her upright. He kept his hands in place until he was certain she had balance and then released her.

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	futurequeen 2010-11-03 07:10 am UTC (link)
	"Queen?" How could she be a Queen, she was just a servant. It made no sense, she shouldn't be allowed. Even if his touch to her elbow as he helped pull her up had her heart beating faster. But she had to grab onto him to manage to get up and her palm burned where she touched him. But like him, she dropped her hand quickly. "Can I get you anything, sire?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	a_royal_prat 2010-11-03 07:14 am UTC (link)
	"Queen. Like I already told you, you're a princess by marriage. Don't strain yourself trying to accept that." Arthur folded his arms across his chest and sighed, half-fond and partly exasperated. "No. If I need anything, that's what I have Merlin for." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

futurequeen
2010-11-03 07:18 am UTC (link)

She looked down at that, knowing not to argue with him. It was an argument that she found hard to believe but she knew he was telling the truth. She was a Princess through him and would go on to be a Queen. It terrified her.

"I'm here, my lord, I'm more easy for you to use. Not that I'm saying you shouldn't have Merlin do what you need him to, just that if I'm here I'm more readily available."

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	a_royal_prat 2010-11-03 07:21 am UTC (link)
	"You're serious." Arthur snorted and took an abortive step toward her, hand outstretched but not quite meeting her shoulder. "I'm not going to make you do anything." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	futurequeen 2010-11-03 07:23 am UTC (link)
	"I don't mind. It's what I'm meant to do. I should probably check on Lady Morgana." She hadn't seen how she was today, she really should remedy that. Biting her lip, she found herself worrying a bit more that something was wrong because she had not heard from her that morning. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 07:30 am UTC (link)

Arthur was at a loss, for once, and it wasn't one he anticipated reaching that afternoon. Morgana's castigation was enough to keep him from relenting immediately, but only just. It settled oddly on his conscience to have his wife, his very pregnant wife, acting like the lowliest of servants. Not even Merlin was this obedient and Guinevere wasn't even Arthur's servant.

Morgana would never leave him alone if she found out he made Guinevere over-exert herself. She would never believe it wasn't his fault. There was little doubt in Arthur's mind that should Morgana happen upon this scene, there would be more than just shouting occurring.

"Perhaps you should," Arthur bit out, sounding more agitated than he felt.

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	futurequeen 2010-11-03 07:32 am UTC (link)
	"Is something wrong, sire?" She had sensed the tone, but she really should have not asked that question. Opening her mouth uselessly, she quickly clamped it shut and looked to the floor. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 07:34 am UTC (link)

"Yes, I should think there is. You're not acting..." Arthur sought for the word, any word, that could articulate how frustrating Gwen's subservience was to him. It was nice, as a reflection of all of Merlin's failures, all the failures of the people in this place to give him due respect, but Guinevere was his wife. One who claimed to love him, but this was not love. Not in the sense that Arthur understood, which, admittedly, didn't seem like much.

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	futurequeen 2010-11-03 07:37 am UTC (link)
	"Acting what, Arthur?" The name rolled off her tongue easily. So easily that she didn't notice that she had used it. As she stood watching him, she felt another tug in her heart and could feel her cheeks warm up. He may be a prat but for some reason, she couldn't find herself caring all that much. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 07:40 am UTC (link)

"Normal," Arthur finished, gazing at her intently when she finally, God, finally, that was what he'd been missing out of her, said his given name. It gave him far better of an excuse to kiss her than he'd been groping for. He grasped her by the elbow and took a step closer, tipping her chin back with his free hand. The proximity was familiar and he spent a moment re-memorizing her face before kissing her. A preemptive strike against any more babble that might spill out.

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	futurequeen 2010-11-03 07:42 am UTC (link)
	She made to reply but he was stepping closer and her eyes went wide. As if her body knew what was coming, she wet her lips slightly before her eyes fluttered closed at the kiss. She was his wife, she should be use to this, yet she still felt something bubble within her that overwhelmed her with happines. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 07:50 am UTC (link)

Blessed silence. He slid his hand around to cradle the back of her head and lock her in place. She smelled like polish and tasted like it as well. Arthur wrinkled his nose in displeasure. That was not what he had been expecting, but the warmth that spread through his sore limbs more than made up for the disturbance.

Guinevere wasn't like any other woman he'd been with before. He knew more about her, knew ways to make her blush that he was certain not even Morgana could say. He knew places that if he kissed just so would make her melt and the places that would make her giggle uncontrollably. He knew that there was a spot on her shoulder that when kissed could make her shiver and moan.

This wasn't something he had ever had with anyone before and it gave him a superior thrill to know all these things now. After all, no one else got that privilege. Anyone who would try would find themselves on the wrong side of Arthur's temper and the sharper end of his sword.

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futurequeen
2010-11-03 02:52 pm UTC (link)

If she had any intention of pulling away, which she had not, any hopes of doing so were stopped as his hand came to hold the back of her head. For a while after she stood like a doll, just responding to the kiss with her arms limp by her sides but something changed in the feeling of the kiss as it continued and her hand moved to rest over his heart. She was thankful that her stomach wasn't as big as she had seen some pregnant woman having at this point, because it did not get in the way.

Part of her wanted to shy away once both hands were on his skin, the second one having rested on his arm. His heat radiated through to her and, despite the intense embarrassment she felt at the slight moan that had just left her lips, she didn't want to stop. Her hand travelled further up his arm and into his hair as the one over his heart clutched a little at the fabric of his shirt.

She shouldn't be doing this. But God did it feel good.

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a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 04:22 pm UTC (link)

A brief trickle of worry niggled at the back of his brain when Gwen stood there stiff and removed, that perhaps he'd overestimated his abilities, or worse that Gwen hadn't ever wanted-which was a terribly ludicrious thought-and soon enough she gave into him, her hands lightly creeping up his arms.

Arthur crushed her to him, unable to stop himself, and possibly not caring. This would be a good death. A very good death if he got what he wanted, never mind that Morgana might later find out and try to castrate him with a kitchen knife. It was a little late for that either way. He trailed his fingers from her hips to settle on the side of her stomach, jolting back when he felt her stomach move beneath his palm.

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futurequeen
2010-11-03 04:29 pm UTC (link)

She felt shock run through her body as he pulled her as close as he could, Gwen making sure her stomach wasn't too heavily pressed against him. It would be a bad idea if that happened after all, most of all because the baby had taken to pressing against her bladder from time to time recently and she really didn't want that to happen right now. His hands running over her body had her shivering just the tiniest of bits.

But then he was pulling back and she looked worried. Did she do something wrong? Maybe he was annoyed with her, maybe she hadn't done whatever he assumed she knew he wanted. But then she felt another firm kick in her stomach and her eyes went wide as she put her hand over her stomach, bruised lips pursed a little.

"I...I think she must be awake. Sorry I didn't think..."

She didn't think he would react like that to his own child.

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a_royal_prat
2010-11-03 04:34 pm UTC (link)

Arthur slid down to his knees and settled his hands on her waist to hold her steady. He knew he'd felt that before, he could remember the dozen or more times now he would wake in the middle of the night to the feeling of shifting and fussing where his hand rested over Guinevere's stomach, but the shock of it now had been more than he anticipated. Much more.

He moved one hand to cover her's, brow furrowed in concentration.

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futurequeen
2010-11-03 04:38 pm UTC (link)

Her eyes didn't once leave him as he lowered to his knees, her lower lip between her teeth. She knew nothing wrong or bad would happen, she trusted him, and could assume what he wanted to do. But then one hand was over hers and she slowly turned her hand to entwine their fingers together. She felt like she should say anything but the look on his face kept her silent. If he wanted her to speak surely he would have said something by now.

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	a_royal_prat 2010-11-03 04:41 pm UTC (link)
	Arthur squeezed her hand without lifting his gaze. His stomach twisted out of worry and a little irritation. He was being idiotic. What was he expecting from this? "You're being quiet." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)