Part 36: link

FRIDAY

    Arthur wakes before Guinevere, which is a new experience for him. He turns his head look at her sleeping form and spoons up behind her, wrapping his arm around her. He closes his eyes and Gwen moves, snuggling backward, wriggling her rear slightly into him. His eyes open again when she does this.
    Is she awake? he wonders. He listens. It doesn’t seem so, but let’s see.
    He caresses her stomach softly with his hand and nuzzles her neck. She sighs, but her eyes are still closed. Up या down? he thinks, trying to decide which way to हटाइए his hand. Start with up. He brings his hand upward, stroking her breast, and kisses her shoulder. He feels her body respond to his touch, and he smiles as he hears her moan slightly. She pushes back against him again and now his body is starting to get ideas.
    His hand continues to softly caress her breast while he starts depositing kisses on her neck.
    “You make a very interesting alarm clock,” she mutters, eyes still closed.
    “Try and find my snooze button,” he jokes.
    Gwen laughs, opening her eyes, saying, “If I did that, you’d be back again in nine मिनटों anyway. Besides, there’s no turning आप off now.”
    He turns her face towards his for a kiss, which she reluctantly gives, wishing she could go brush her teeth first.
    “Guinevere…”
    “I know, आप don’t care.”
    “Right,” he says, but he releases her lips and turns his attention back to her neck, knowing she likes that. Gwen reaches back and takes him in her hand, stroking and squeezing him, having found him already hard.
    His hand drifts down between her legs, and she shifts slightly to let him have access to her. He touches her gently, fingers sliding, and she sighs as she feels the familiar warmth spreading from her center out.
    Arthur nibbles her ear, whispering words of प्यार as he does so; the brush of his warm lips on only adding to her arousal.
    Gwen lifts her चोटी, शीर्ष leg up, wrapping it back around his legs, and allows him to slide into her. He does so slowly, prolonging the sensation as his fingers continue stroking her from the front.
    “Oh…” she breathes, closing her eyes, enjoying Arthur’s early morning assault. He is still moving slowly, leisurely, groaning occasionally, his lips trailing down the side of her neck.
    “Arthur… fas…” she begins, but trails off, breathless.
    “Hmm?” he asks into her neck. Faster, perhaps? He smiles.
    “Faster…” she manages. He obliges, increasing his speed and intensity.
    “Better?” he grunts.
    “Don’t stop,” she gasps.
    “I… प्यार it when… आप tell me… what to do…” he manages.
    She says nothing, but grabs his rear and presses her head back against him. A मिनट later, a series of gasps signals her climax, followed immediately द्वारा his as he grabs her around the waist tightly, sending a prolonged groan into her neck.
    He holds her for several minutes, and they lay together, just enjoying one another.
    “That’s a good way to wake up in the morning,” he says finally, चुंबन her shoulder again and gently pulling himself away. Gwen snuggles back down into the blankets for another minute, looking आगे to their trip.
    She hears the शावर, शॉवर turn on, sighs, and gets up. I’m entering dangerous ground, she thinks as she opens the bathroom door.
    “Care to शामिल होइए me?” Arthur’s suggestive voice comes from behind the शावर, शॉवर curtain.
    Yep, I knew it. “No,” she says simply, smiling, putting toothpaste on her brush.
    “No??” he feigns hurt, but she can hear the smile in his voice.
    She spits into the sink. “If I do, you’ll just start getting ideas.”
    “I always have ideas,” he tells her.
    “Exactly my point,” she laughs.
    Arthur sighs theatrically. Then he hears the door close. “Gwen?” He pokes his head out. She’s gone. Well.
    When he emerges from the bathroom, he hears her in the रसोई, रसोईघर and smells food. Breakfast, he thinks, and his stomach growls. Once dressed, he heads out and finds her setting a plate down for him. She bends and gives him a kiss, and he pulls her into his lap, where he kisses her thoroughly, his hands wandering a bit.
    She sighs and leans her forehead against his. “Eat your breakfast, love,” she says, kisses him again, and untangles herself from his lap to go shower.

    “I’d like to stop at the पुस्तकालय for a मिनट before we go, is that all right?” she asks him as they are preparing to leave.
    “Um, sure. Why, though”
    “I left a book there that I was intending to bring.”
    He raises an eyebrow at her and says, “Do आप really expect to have time to read?”
    “You never know,” she laughs. “I usually wake up before you, I could read then.”
    Arthur picks up a book lying on a nearby table. “I need a new one anyway, I’ve finished this one.”
    Gwen sticks her tongue out at him and they head out the door.
    The पुस्तकालय isn’t actually open yet when they arrive, but Vivian is behind the डेस्क when they walk in.
    “I wasn’t expecting to see आप today, Gwen,” she says, then adds, “Hello, Arthur,” when she sees he is with her.
    “Just stopping in for a minute, Viv,” Gwen tells her.
    Arthur waves vaguely and heads into the shelves while Gwen takes his book and hands it to Vivian on her way to her office.
    Vivian scowls. I cannot accept this. He ignores me and I cannot handle it. Unless… yes, that must be it. He’s in denial. He’s avoiding me because he’s denying his attraction to me. She smirks. Let’s get this sorted out, then.
    She checks that Gwen is in her office, then follows Arthur, unbuttoning a couple buttons on her ब्लाउज as she goes, adjusting her breasts for maximum lift, and hitching her स्कर्ट up a little as she goes.
    She finds him studying a row of पुस्तकें on a shelf. She watches him. He is unbelievably gorgeous. She doesn’t deserve him. He deserves to be with someone as beautiful as he his. Like me. As Arthur selects a book and reads the back, Vivian poses at the end of the aisle and says, “Is there anything I can do for you?”
    Not looking up, he says, “No thanks.”
    Undeterred, she saunters forward, standing close to him so he cannot avoid her. “Come now, Arthur, why so mean?”
    “Vivian…” he starts, and she comes closer, facing him, making him turn so his back is against the shelf.
    “I know your game, Artie. The way आप are so determined to avoid me only tells me that आप are just denying your attraction to me.”
    “Um…”
    She presses herself against him. He stands perfectly upright and still, his arms bent upwards at the elbows, raising his hands even with his shoulders.
    “Tell me आप wouldn’t rather have this,” she says seductively, thrusting her chest against his.
    Arthur sighs. He looks down into her big blue eyes and places his hands on her shoulders. “Vivian,” he begins.
    Aha, I’ve got him, she thinks, and looks at him coquettishly.
    “The only way I could be less attracted to आप is if आप were a man.” With that, Arthur straightens his arms, pushing her away from him.
    He picks up his book and strides back to the lobby, to Gwen’s office, leaving Vivian there, fuming.
    He finds Gwen in her office, sitting at her desk.
    “What are आप doing? Let’s go,” he says hurriedly. I want to get out of here without running into her again.
    “Just setting an ‘Out of Office’ message on my email,” she says. He stands there fidgeting, and she notices.
    “What’s wrong?” She stands.
    “Um…” should I tell her? “…it’s just… Vivian.”
    “What did she do?” Gwen’s eyes narrow.
    “She kind of… tried to throw herself at me.”
    “I can’t believe her!”
    “It’s all right, I handled it.”
    “It is not all right! My God, how stupid is she?”
    “I would say ‘very.’”
    “I’m serious. She’s here for a work-study program through her university. I am responsible for her evaluation. And believe me, she’s going to get evaluated all right.”
    Arthur cannot help but chuckle as Gwen stomps past him, dragging him with her. She pulls her office door closed and locks it, betting on Vivian being a vindictive sort and so she’s not going to give her any opportunities.
    Vivian is sitting behind the desk, studying a flyer as if it were the Shroud of Turin.
    Gwen checks out Arthur’s book, hands it to him, then walks over to Vivian. She leans in very close, and says in a low voice, “You do realize that I have complete control over whatever miserable future आप may have, do आप not?”
    Vivian nods, looking at the desk. She looks like she may vomit.
    “Then keep your tits in your कमीज, शर्ट and your hands off.”
    Gwen straightens up, smiles warmly at Arthur, and says, “Shall we go, love?”
    As they walk out the door, Gwen sees Vivian’s reflection in the glass doors, hastily buttoning her कमीज, शर्ट back up.
    “What a bitch,” she says once they are outside. Arthur can contain himself no longer and cracks up laughing.

    They had just gotten to the motorway when Gwen’s phone rings. She looks at it, expecting Morgana. “Elliot,” she says, surprised. “Been trying to get a hold of him for weeks.”
    She जवाब the phone. “I didn’t know आप were aware that there was a nine a.m.”
    She laughs. “Well that explains it.” She looks at Arthur and whispers, “He hasn’t been to बिस्तर yet.” Arthur laughs and shakes his head.
    “Have आप talked to Dad?”
    “Oh, he did. Good. So I get to tell आप myself, then. Arthur and I are getting married.”
    Wow, she really hasn’t spoken to him in a few weeks, Arthur thinks.
    “Thank you, Elly. Did he tell you…”
    “So he did. Yes, we know it’s soon. But I thought आप said…”
    “Of course I’m holding आप to it. Just remember, brother dear, you are the impulsive one in the family, not me.”
    A car horn honks nearby. “No, I’m not at work. No, I’m not driving, Arthur is. We’re going out of town for the weekend.”
    “Um, yes, one second. I’ll put आप on speaker.”
    “—kay, I’ll wait.” Elliot’s voice comes out of the phone.
    “Good morning, Elliot,” Arthur says. Here it comes again, he thinks.
    “Arthur, how are you?”
    “I’m fantastic, thanks. I presume आप have something you’d like to say to me? Something along the lines of ‘If आप hurt my sister I’ll have your soft parts in a vise,’ perhaps?”
    Gwen laughs, and Elliot cannot help but laugh as well. “Yes, something like that. I take it I’m not the first, then?”
    “Correct. I’ve gotten it from your father, Morgana, and Dr. Gaius.”
    “Who?”
    “A friend of mine. He’s a very nice elderly gentleman who frequents the library,” Gwen explains. “If you’d deign to set foot in there once या twice, perhaps you’d get to meet him.”
    “Sure, अगला time I’m in town, I’ll pop in,” he says dismissively.
    “I’ve heard that before,” Gwen rolls her eyes.
    “Thank आप for your concern, Elliot, and I assure आप that I will treat your sister like a queen, since she deserves nothing less.” He smiles at her.
    “Well, I don’t know if आप need go that far…” Elliot says.
    “Shut it, you, या आप won’t get to be in the wedding,” Gwen interrupts him.
    “Oh, no, how ever shall I cope without getting to wear an uncomfortable suit and having dance with… whoever is on your side,” he says sarcastically.
    Gwen is laughing, and says, “Freya.”
    “Splendid. My cousin. Just smashing.”
    “Oh, cheer up, Elliot, there will be other birds there to choose from. Won’t there?” Arthur says, also laughing. The last bit was pointed at Gwen.
    “Oh, probably. Wait, when did this get to be about you?” she asks.
    Elliot yawns, clearly exhausted from his night of revelry. “It’s always about me, don’t आप remember?”
    Gwen snorts. “Go to bed.”
    “Ah, now she’s talking sense,” he says. “Have a good weekend, Gwenny. प्यार you.”
    “Love you, too, El. Get some sleep.” She hangs up the phone.
    “You’re sure आप want him in the wedding party?” Gwen asks Arthur.
    “Yes. He’s your brother. He should be there.”
    “Because आप could have Leon या Wayne, or…”
    “Well, I still could, but आप want to keep it small.”
    “I know. Merlin, Elliot, Morgana, and Freya. How are Merlin and Freya, द्वारा the way? I haven’t talked to her in a bit.”
    “They’ve gone out a few times. He really likes her, I know that. I don’t think they’ve… um… you know… yet, not that it’s any of our business.”
    She chuckles at his discomfort discussing his friend’s sex life. “No, what? They haven’t… seen a film? Haven’t baked a cake? Gone for a bike ride?”
    Arthur scowls at Gwen’s teasing, and raises an eyebrow at her while she laughs.
    “It would be lovely if it works out with them. Then he’d be family,” Gwen says.
    “Oh, he already is,” Arthur says casually.

    They drive in comfortable silence for a bit, Gwen’s hand resting on Arthur’s thigh as he drives.
    “Do आप have your iPod along?” Arthur asks.
    “Yes, I do,” she reaches down and withdraws it from her purse.
    “There’s a cord inside the center console,” he tells her. She digs and finds it, plugging it in.
    “May as well get this over with,” she mutters, and pokes and dials around until she finds what she’s looking for.
    The संगीत starts and Arthur gives her a sideways look. “Is this the David Hasselhoff song?”
    “Hey, I cut right to the chase. I know that’s what आप were looking for, right?”
    He smiles. A मिनट later: “Is that German?”
    “Yes.”
    “Oh, Du. When आप told me the title, I had been thinking Do, आप know, D-O. Do आप speak German?”
    “No.”
    “Then why?”
    “Long story. Downloaded it as a joke originally, but haven’t had the दिल to remove it.”
    He listens some more. “This is probably one of the worst songs I have ever heard.”
    “Yes,” she agrees.
    “However, it’s strangely… entertaining.”
    “I know! That’s why it’s still on here. It’s so bad it becomes good again.”
    “Like William Shatner. या Neil Diamond,” he supplies.
    “Exactly,” she agrees, laughing.
    The song ends, and Gwen pops the iPod on shuffle.

    Half an घंटा later, after some odd looks from Arthur, “Who is this now?” a few times, and a “Tom Jones? Really?” He finally asks, “So how did आप manage to amass such a wide array of music?”
    “I had a roommate in college that was studying music. She had quite the collection, and I guess I absorbed some of it.”
    “Do आप still keep in touch with her?” he asks.
    “Not really, unfortunately. Last I heard she was in Japan.”
    “Singer?”
    “No, she played the bass.”
    He looks at her. “Bass?”
    “You know, double bass? Also बास guitar.”
    “That’s unusual.”
    “So was she. Nice girl, though.”
    “Too bad आप लॉस्ट touch.”
    “Well, to be honest, she was the one who introduced Lance and me, so…”
    “Say no more.” He smiles at her. “I am enjoying most of the songs, actually. Just so आप know. And आप sing really well.”

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