Stolen Moments [For gonna_be_good]

[onperfectlips]

Gwen arrived in the nexus with a cloak pulled up to conceal her face, though she wasn't certain who she was hiding from. It had been a long time since she'd seen anyone but Morgana in this strange meeting place between worlds. It had been even longer since since she'd seen another familiar face - someone like Arthur or Merlin - here. She was

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[gonna_be_good]

Morgana came forward with much less stealth, settling besides Guinevere; she was a little concerned - being with a Guinevere from another world. But as for this one's relationship with Arthur... she didn't yet realize the struggle going on in the woman's heart. She was too distracted by the mere presence of the woman.

She valued the personality most, of course - the time she spent with Guinevere; the way they could share things she couldn't talk about with most anyone else. But... It would be lying to deny she didn't enjoy the quieter moments of their time together. The feel of Guinevere's lips as she leaned forward to taste the girl.

[onperfectlips]

As was often the case, Gwen's doubts evaporated - or, at the very least, were buried somewhere out of sight and mind - when Morgana appeared. She left the wine for the moment to greet her with a kiss, relishing the fact that she could greet her in such a way. That sort of thing would never have been possible in Camelot. In any Camelot.

“Good afternoon, my lady.”

The use of the formal greeting when they'd passed far beyond such formalities some time ago was almost a teasing joke.

[gonna_be_good]

she smiled appreciatively in response, kissing her again. Her hand found Guinevere's thigh quickly - but she didn't feel the need to go down that road just yet.

They could drink; and they could talk. And then... They would do more.

ooc: We can skip over the smut if you're uncomfortable with it - I like it personally, but it's admittedly easier to come back than actual CR. :)

[onperfectlips]

They could and they would. They would drink and talk and enjoy each other's company and, while they were together, the rest of the world would seem somehow insignificant.

Her own hand found Morgana's cheek, stroking it softly.

"How are you?"

OOC: I'm fine with it!