Morgana only laughs and
shakes her head and holds the purple petals under her nose. She shows no shame.
She gives away no secrets. And she squeezes her new lover’s hand under the
table, laughing bright.
it be that Merlin boy?
lurking about her rooms.
places he shouldn’t be.
She and Merlin grin like
fools when they hear the rumors. Merlin is someone’s lover, but certainly not
Morgana’s. They were all blind if they couldn’t see the way Arthur sought him
out in a crowd. Perhaps they were too busy watching Morgana, like obsessed
nagging nannies. So much watching, and yet they never saw.
turned down every suitor.
rumors must be true.
will Uther say?
Morgana holds Gwen’s hand
and kisses her fingertips. They watch the candlelight dance across the room
and whisper love into their skin. Gwen holds her tighter when the nightmares
come and Morgana breathes in the lilac scent of Gwen’s hair.
Morgana Morgana’s eyes often found themselves gazing over her maidservant, and as of late, mostly on her hands. Though calloused by years of scrubbing floors, and scratched by stitching clothes, Gwen’s hand movements made the work she did almost elegant. With a near rhythmic feeling, her hands brushed through Morgana’s room, clothes, hair, against skin. As Morgana watched Gwen scrub the floors almost furiously, the lady near-wished, but barely, that Gwen would opt for a more tender approach to handling her. She would caress her, yes. Morgana wished to be caressed. With graceful, slow, and gentle movements would Gwen touch her.
Guinevere Meanwhile Gwen just wished she had a day off. Scrubbing stone castle floors had always annoyed her gravely. The soap would dry out her palms and knuckles, and she would have to apply more of that expensive lotion to make sure they didn’t crack up white. If she could trade hands for a day, by God what a weird proposition, she would love to have Morgana’s hands. On her. Not on her but to be part of her. They always seemed so soft to the touch, pretty and long like who they belonged to. Yes. She would love to have those hands… On her.
A/N: Enjoy the morgwen you guys :) Also please get lotion for Gwen my wife does not deserve ashy hands. I don’t know the rating but you can interpret the touching & caressing involved in any way you’d like ;)