Lips Made for Kissing
For Prompt 20 (Kissing) at camelot_drabble
His lips were made for kissing.
Pink. Plump. Sensuous.
Sir Gwaine wanted to kiss those lips. So did Sir Leon. And Sir Percival. And Sir Elyan. As did all the Knights of Camelot and the aspiring ones as well.
Even the servant George, who polished the King’s armour day and night until it glistened, wanted to know what those plush, pink lips would feel like against his own - to feel the softness, to taste the sweetness. But it was only wishful thinking.
Because the warlock’s lips, the ones made for kissing, yielded only to the King, his one true love.
His lips were made for kissing.
Pink. Plump. Sensuous.
Sir Gwaine wanted to kiss those lips. So did Sir Leon. And Sir Percival. And Sir Elyan. As did all the Knights of Camelot and the aspiring ones as well.
Even the servant George, who polished the King’s armour day and night until it glistened, wanted to know what those plush, pink lips would feel like against his own - to feel the softness, to taste the sweetness. But it was only wishful thinking.
Because the warlock’s lips, the ones made for kissing, yielded only to the King, his one true love.