Sincerely, she says, “Of course you can,” and then proceeds to leave light kisses all down his chest, glancing up at his face between every few with her eyes twinkling. “Don’t tear my dress, Mordred,” she murmurs.
He pulled a face, sticking out his tongue. “You don’t believe me do you?” he asks, looking down at her before a smirk tugs at his lips. “Yeah, you don’t.”
“Tsk, tsk. I have rules,” Summer giggles, “about tongues.”
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”You left that part out.”
“You are! You are laughing at me!” Summer dashes at him, giggling herself, and hammers her fists on his chest. “Don’t laugh at me.”
Mordred chuckles, grabbing her fists after she beats them against his chest a few times. “Fine, I’m sorry, but it was quite amusing.”
She tosses her head, trying to be serious. “It’s not my job to amuse you.” She doesn’t try very hard to get away. “Clearly you will have to teach me to sneak.”
Ryan, we have a shipper.
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”You left that part out.”
“I’m just not very good at sneaking, am I? Are you laughing at me?”
”Laughing? Not at all,” he says, raising his hand to his face to hide his laughter, “and no, you need a lesson in being sneaky.”
“You are! You are laughing at me!” Summer dashes at him, giggling herself, and hammers her fists on his chest. “Don’t laugh at me.”
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”You left that part out.”
“I’m just not very good at sneaking, am I? Are you laughing at me?”
14: kiss along the hips
Summer knelt on the blankets, hovering over Mordred and smiling softly. It had been a glorious week, being together with him; she didn’t want it to end. But it had to; she had promised. She ran both hands down his stomach, nails scraping the skin, and pulled his trousers down enough to show the line of his hips. Bending, she mouthed the exposed flesh, kissing along the bones where they pressed against the skin.
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The young knight jumped at the sound of his name, reaching over the side of the tub he grabbed the towel throwing it over himself as he stood up, almost falling out of the tub. “I-Summer- can you- ah- give me a sec?”
It’s like his action frees her to move, and she spins around, burying her face in her hands. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” she babbles, “I just — I don’t know why I came, I mean I do, but I should have sent a message, knocked, I don’t — I’ll just — “
Mordred wrapped the towel around his waist, his cheeks reddening and he bit the inside of his cheek, words not coming out. “D- I- I’ll get d-dressed, wait outside w-will you?”
“Yes, yes, I’ll just — ” She’s /still/ babbling, half-hurrying back across the room and yanking the door open. Closing it behind her, she takes a step sideways and slides down the wall in a puddle of embarrassment and helpless heat. Everytime she closes her eyes, she sees him again.
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The young knight jumped at the sound of his name, reaching over the side of the tub he grabbed the towel throwing it over himself as he stood up, almost falling out of the tub. “I-Summer- can you- ah- give me a sec?”
It’s like his action frees her to move, and she spins around, burying her face in her hands. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” she babbles, “I just — I don’t know why I came, I mean I do, but I should have sent a message, knocked, I don’t — I’ll just — “
“Oh no,” Summer said, against his skin. She shook her head. “I’m not strong or powerful. I’m just a girl, trying to find a place of safety in the world.” Bolder, she kissed a fingertip again, and licked lightly at it, tracing a pointless pattern down the flesh.
“I meant beautiful,” he tells her with a small laugh. “Girls can be strong and powerful, despite what you might want to believe.”
Letting go Mordred’s hands, she stepped in to his space, wrapping her arms about his waist this time. “Flattery will get you everywhere.” She settled her ear against his chest, listening to the heartbeat there, and smiled.
