Who: Robin and Marian
What: a surprise for Marian
Where: a quiet area of Sherwood
When: December 1st, afternoon
Note: I borrowed the trail of arrows idea from the Richard Greene show The Adventures of Robin Hood. I've been wanting to use it here ever since I saw it in episode 1x03. :D
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Everything was finally set. )
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Possibly, it had been the last time he had set up a picnic for her. This one was as close to identical to that picnic as he could manage-- but one big difference was that he had remembered to watch this one, so no animals had gotten to it.
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"What is this?" she asked him with a smile, a little dazed as she looked around at the picnic. At the back of her mind she worried if he had taken this from supplies they desperately needed but who said they had to eat every single thing there? No, she wasn't going to think about that. For once she was going to focus on just Robin and what he had done rather than worries. There was no need to worry after all, they were well prepared for the winter.
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Once he had set them aside, he was able to smile a bit better, although his nerves had kicked up even more with her presence. Even in clothing suited to the forest instead of her fine gowns, and dressed for the cooler weather, he had never seen a more beautiful sight.
"It's a picnic," he finally replied. "I have owed you one for several years now, so it is about time I repaid that debt."
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"I am just thankful you have not cooked again."
He was skilled in many things. Cooking had never been one.
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It was odd-- a good kind of odd-- that he even appreciated that she was aware of his shortcomings like that. While he did not often like to think of the past, it was good to know that she was aware of most of that past (and, what she did not know, Much did), so it did not exist solely in the back of his head.
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She looked around as she chewed, taking in their surroundings. She was glad he seemed to put a lot of thought into it, it made her think that he wasn't just doing this to keep her happy. If he was he wouldn't have set it up like this.
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As she gasped, his eyes drifted over her face, taking in the look in her eyes, her lips slightly swollen from their kisses and parted so enticingly; then lower, to where her breast rested in his hand between them, underneath the cloak, his fingers darker against her pale skin. "Lovely," he murmured reverently.
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"Robin," she muttered quietly before she dropped the hand that was over his to his chest, running her nails gently over the skin as her eyes opened. Smiling in a way she wasn't sure she had before, more confident and sexual for certain, she leaned in and pressed her lips and teeth to that spot of his neck, her hips moving a little against his own.
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With her nibbling on his neck and her nails playing over his skin, he brought his other hand around, taking care to do as she had demonstrated as he stroked her other breast. The pressure of her hips on his elicited a matching response from him before he considered what he was doing.
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