O.O Oh wow... totally did not expect that one, and my brain is going in a million different directions right now. *squeaks happily*
Morgana's breath hitches whenever Elizabeth -- such a mysterious, beautiful name for a mysterious, beautiful woman -- whispers unfamiliar words and phrases against her heated skin, following trails blazed by long, skillful fingers.
The frigid air of the cave sears both of their naked bodies as Morgana lowers herself down onto Arthur's heated cock, and neither is sure which burning it is that makes their bodies quiver as they begin to rock their hips against one another.
Ooh, hadn't thought of Morgana slaying the Dragon. I was thinking something along the lines of the two of them along with Gwen and Merlin on the run from a bespelled Uther. Gwen and Merlin have gone to find Lancelot, leaving these two in the cave. *bg*
Because, you know, only the magic and overwhelming coolness of the OT5 can save Uther and the kingdom. But in the meantime, Morgana and Arthur can distract each other. ;D
Elizabeth lives with fear most of the time, fear of what she has become, but that fear recedes just a little when John's hands glide over her body and his tongue dances between her legs, and then all that is left is want and need.
*guh* dies from shear hotness of Sheppard/Weir, and of course your wonderful writing. Maybe I should do this meme, though I doubt anyone would request anything of me. :/
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Morgana's breath hitches whenever Elizabeth -- such a mysterious, beautiful name for a mysterious, beautiful woman -- whispers unfamiliar words and phrases against her heated skin, following trails blazed by long, skillful fingers.
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Because, you know, only the magic and overwhelming coolness of the OT5 can save Uther and the kingdom. But in the meantime, Morgana and Arthur can distract each other. ;D
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