Tap, tap, tap. Cautiously, she creeps to the door.
    “Hello?”
    “Guinevere, it’s me.”
    “Arthur??”
    She opens the door and peeks out. A cloaked figure pushes through the door and immediately takes her in his arms. He kisses her at once, reaching back to close the door. He leans into her, pressing himself to her. Her arms snake up around his neck and his बरसती, लबादा drapes over both of them and their tongues stroke and play with each other.
    Arthur finally breaks the kiss. “Hello.”
    “Hello, indeed,” she answers. “What are आप doing here?”
    “I brought आप dinner.”
    Gwen smiles. “Is that all?”
    “Um… I had to see you. I…” he trails off.
    She takes pity on him and asks, “So what did आप bring?”
    “Just some chicken and vegetables. It was all I could get.”
    “So I trust आप did not cook this yourself?” she asks, grinning.
    “Still haven’t learned to cook, no,” he says sheepishly, pulling items from the basket as Gwen brings plates to the table.

    As they finish eating, Arthur looks at her and says, “You really are beautiful, do आप know that?”
    “Thank you,” she says softly, blushing. Arthur lifts her hand to his lips and kisses it. Then he stands and starts clearing the plates.
    Gwen sits up straighter and stretches. Arthur moves to behind her. He starts massaging her neck and shoulders. She gasps at his touch, but soon relaxes.
    Guinevere closes her eyes. Arthur is having trouble concentrating. He is distracted द्वारा her very presence. He drops to his knees behind her and starts चुंबन her neck. He kisses her ears, her collarbones, her throat. Gwen lets out a soft moan. Arthur wraps his arm around her and spins her around so she is facing him. Her hands cup his face and she kisses him passionately. He stands, pulling her with him, and sits on the bed. He pulls her onto his lap and starts चुंबन her neck again, working his way downward.
    Gwen leans her head back and says, “Arthur.”
    “Guinevere,” he gasps.
    “Arthur!” she repeats, “We mustn’t…”
    He pauses. “I know,” he says, breathing heavily. He gives her one और kiss. Arthur scoots back on the bed, sitting with his back against the wall. He gathers her into his arms and they sit together.
    Arthur feels a lump under him. He reaches and pulls out a piece of soft brown leather. Gwen quickly grabs for it.
    “What is this?” he asks, smiling.
    “Well, it WAS going to be your birthday gift,” Guinevere says, mildly irritated.
    “You were making something for me?”
    “Yes. Now may I have it please?”
    Smiling, Arthur hands it to her. He is genuinely touched.
    “I’ll act surprised when I get it, then,” he says, चुंबन her on चोटी, शीर्ष of her head.
    “Great.”
    “Oh, don’t be cross, I प्यार it already.”
    “It’s not much, I know…”
    “It’s from you. That’s all that matters to me,” he says, lifting her chin so that he can किस her once more.