Our Very Own

Chapter Five

Lancelot smiled and pressed his lips to Arthur’s in reply to his words. What happened next seemed to blur through Arthur’s eyes. Lancelot rose from the bed and retrieved something from a large oak chest before returning to his place beside Arthur. “Lancelot… I want to… but I… I… I don’t… I’ve never.” Arthur suddenly began blurting out the words. He immediately felt quite like a blushing virgin about to succumb to a lover for the first time and wished that he had made love to a man at least once before so that he might not feel so green. “Arthur… shut up.” Lancelot whispered the words. Pressing his mouth to Arthur’s, Lancelot’s tongue roamed his love’s mouth and did things that caused Arthur to writhe, pushing their bodies together.

Arthur felt dizzy with want and barely even registered that he was being pulled up from the bed and his erection being gently coated with a thin layer of sweet smelling oil. Only when he realized that Lancelot knelt on his hands and knees facing away from him, panting urgently with want, that Arthur snapped himself from the daze he was in. “Arthur… please.” Lancelot said, his breath catching as Arthur finally overcame his fear of inadequacy and gently began folding himself into Lancelot. Beneath him Lancelot stiffened and groaned, pressing himself against Arthur’s rigidness so that he enveloped his bashful lover entirely. Arthur bit corncorner of his mouth, letting out an involuntary sigh as he felt Lancelot impaled himself on Arthur’s throbbing need and constrict just so. Arthur leaned over so that he could press his mouth against the soft skin at the back of Lancelot’s neck, his chest pressing against Lancelot’s sweaty back as he did. “Arthur… please…” he heard his beloved plead and, with a delighted smile, Arthur obliged.

With his chest still pressed against Lancelot’s back, Arthur slowly began to move within him. Though he thought his movements clumsy and awkward the only response that they elicited from Lancelot were moans as he buried his head against the pillow. Encouraged by this Arthur quickened his pace, moving in and out of his lover as he wrapped his arms tightly about his love’s waist so as to bring them even closer together. “Arthur… beloved Arthur.” Lancelot moaned, clutching desperately at the sheets as he pushed his head deeper into the pillow. Arthur could feel his head spinning as he thrust into Lancelot, his own moans growing so that they matched Lancelot’s, his breathing growing hoarse as his sweat mixed with Lancelot’s. He moved one hand so that it seized Lancelot’s member, finding it erect to the touch, and pumped it gently just once before releasing his grip. A smile blossomed as an appreciative moan came from beneath him. “Oh god! Arthur! Please!” Lancelot gasped, pleading for more, for Arthur to give him release. “Shhh…” Arthur murmured against the knight’s ear, mimicking the same tone Lancelot had previously used with him. Seizing Lancelot once more, Arthur began slowly stroking the erect shaft that throbbed against his hand. He refused to neither quicken his thrusts into Lancelot nor stroke him faster. No matter how desperate the pleas that reached his ears sounded, Arthur would do nothing until he felt he had teased Lancelot just enough to cause him the frustration he had previously caused Arthur.

Lancelot’s pleas quieted as he resigned himself to moaning desperately so that Arthur might have pity on him. Arthur smiled, flicking his thumb over the head of Lancelot’s already weeping shaft just as he began to feel his love sag slightly beneath him. That one movement caused Lancelot to moan, pushing himself hard against Arthur. “Arthur… Arthur… Arthur…” he moaned the name so that Arthur was sure he would never tire of hearing it said that way. Quickening his thrusts into Lancelot, Arthur moved to that he pressed himself into his lover entirely and then nearly withdrawing himself almost entirely before pushing deeply into Lancelot once more. His hand also moved at a quickened pace, gripping the length of Lancelot’s erection to bring them both closer to ecstasy faster. He could feel himself so close to the edge that he wrapped his free arm around Lancelot’s chest and brought the two of them upright. And, just as he did this, Arthur could feel himself lose control and thrusts became wilder. Moaning hard, he pressed his mouth against Lancelot’s neck, panting. He pulled away just enough to see that the knight’s head was turned toward him just so to allow a kiss and Arthur quickly took that opportunity. As their mouths met, their tongues moving vigorously within each other’s mouths, Lancelot came. His seed spurted over Arthur’s fingers as he tightened over Arthur’s warmth, wanting to hold it within him forever.

For a few long moments the two of them stayed in that position, not wanting to pull apart just yet. Their breaths came in short pants as beads of their sweat mingled together. Contented, the two lay down together, Arthur still within Lancelot for neither had any wish to part their union. “Lancelot, my greatest love, my knight, my peace.” he murmured quietly into Lancelot’s ear. “Arthur…” Lancelot murmured, trailing off as he thought of words of endearment that he might whisper. For a moment he remained quiet, then smiled and turned his head so that he might look upon Arthur as he spoke. “Arthur,” he murmured once more “My Arthur.” he said, brushing his lips over Arthur’s. “I love you, Arthur.” he said, and his teasing lips were met with a delicate kiss from Arthur. “I know, beloved Lancelot. And we shall never be parted.” Arthur whispered, holding his love close as they drifted to sleep together, their minds taken from the battle ahead for a few fleeting hours.

(Author's Note: Firstly: thank you to the lovely people who have reviewed/commented on this story (including Callista Silverheart and Cassimus). Secondly... behold slashy gay boy lovemaking... and my attempt to write it. I'm not sure whether I should continue this because I do have an idea for how I could end it without changing the way that the movie ends. I don't know. I need feedback here people! Tell me what you think and let me know if you think I'm completely bleating mad for even thinking that the story could go anywhere beyond this last chapter.)