Back at the Tavern.

"Yes! Oh gods yes I missed you Gawain!" Lucy mewled as pleasure rocked her body.

She lay on her belly in the bed, legs squeezed together as the form of her lover pinned her there, his long thick cock thrusting into her tight, wanton pussy. Her head was held in the crook of Gawain's elbow as she gripped his wrist for dear life, her body tingling with delight. He was just slightly squeezing her throat, his other hand propping him up as her auburn hair lay in shining trestles around her body.

With every powerful, hammering thrust he shook the bed frame, her hard nipples scraping the rough bedding, she could feel him in the deepest parts of herself, her pussy coiling and squirting on his cock as she came around him her eyes flickering with pleasure.

"Yes... fuck me my love, make me yours!" she cried through gritted teeth. Her pussy was on fire, they had been at it for hours ever since he returned from his adventure, as soon as the Inn had quieted Brick had let her off so of course she immediately went to him. She had not seen him for a month since their first lovemaking after all, and she sorely missed his presence already.

"You won't ever leave my side again, Lucy, my love" he whispered in her ear as he gently nibbled her earlobe, like some great wolf on her back as they mated. The sheets soaked with their nectar, bodies gleaming in the candle light, punctuated by the rhythmic slap and clap of their sex.

Her pussy tightened again, coiling like a spring before releasing her pleasure in an uncontrollable torrent that made her eyes roll back and her mouth gape in a silent scream. He had been her first, her only lover, and she could imagine no other.

Taking the chance, he leaned in and locked his lips to hers, his tongue wrestling inside of her mouth as his passion overcame him, his desire for this woman absolute as she moaned into their embrace and squeezed his arm tight. Threatening to never let go.

He gave one last, brutal thrust, Gawain's large cock bottoming out in her heart shaped, milky ass, cum flooding her womb once again as his body shuddered with delight. But he still wasn't finished.

Leaning back and breaking the kiss, leaving a gasping Lucy in his wake, a string of saliva connecting him to her plump, raw lips he moved up on the bed, sitting against the headboard.

Wordlessly he pulled the jelly legged girl into his lap, pressing his still hard cock between her lips, his rough calloused hands on her hips as she subconsciously ground her pussy against his length, rubbing his cum and her juices up and down his gleaming member.

She clutched at his shoulders, holding on with what little strength she had left, her hips moving with a mind of their own, and guided by his gentle leathery hands. His thick cock pressed her slit apart, revealing the pink treasure within as she sank upon his rock hard cock again. That feeling of warmth absolute as they groaned together from the sensation.

"So big... I never thought... oh gods I love you, my knight" She whispered through small tears of joy. He cupped her chin with one hand, lifting her head to meet his.

"I love you too, Lucy" He said to her, a small quiet voice, but full of weight, dripping with the passion of their heated embrace.

They kissed again, a loving tender kiss as she mewled into his mouth with delight. Her large ass and thick creamy thighs clapping against his hard body as her hips rose and fell, rocked back and forth, memorising him, cherishing him, loving every inch of him.

They were lost in their own world of lust, until with foreheads pressed together, staring into one another's eyes they came in unison. Her body quivering and twitching in his strong arms as he went rigid, shooting what must have been his fourth load of cum into her well worn pussy.

They slid down the bed together, Lucy curled against his chest, sex dripping with his seed as he held her in his arms, nuzzling his body with her face.

"It was too long... far too long" she whispered dreamily as his fingers ran through her long locks of wavy auburn hair.

"In less than a week we will return to Anhalt, and I shall present you to my family as my intended. Worry not my love" He offered with a warm, tender smile and hugging her tight to his chest.

She hummed happily, tracing shapes on his chest with her finger, "I look forward to it, it will be interesting to learn more about Miss Naya too" she quipped cheerily, making Gawain chuckle.

"Brick has been very accommodating, even if I had to pay him double for it" Gawain groaned in return which elicited a most melodious giggle from her lips, a sound that seemed to make the room fill with life.

"Though speaking of learning about one another, we have not spoke much ourselves have we?" Gawain added with a teasing grin.

"N-No... I don't suppose we have"

"You never told me who your Father is either"

"Bartrand, Bartrand Tanner"

"The Earldoman?"

Lucy nodded as she looked up at her lover, brushing a lock of hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear, "Your papa's name is Frederich, right?"

"It is, though I am not sure he will be there" Gawain shrugged

"Because of the orcs?"

"Aye, he left with my eldest brother Gerhard to dispatch them with the King"

"That sounds scary" Lucy whispered, looking at Gawain's chest, "You... don't ride off into battle like that, do you?"

"Not unless they ask, which has never happened thus far. I am content to be an adventurer for now" Gawain smiled, "But what about you? Do you just work in the tavern or-"

Lucy shook her head, forcing herself up to sit up against the headboard, looking down at Gawain she slowly moved his head to lay in her lap, returning the favour by running her own hands through his hair, "I work in the morning with the village Healer, I've learnt a lot an' I like helping people" Her smile was one full of self assured pride.

"A fine profession, you grow more perfect by the minute" Gawain teased again as he relaxed into her lap, watching happily as a blush crept across her face.

"Not really, I spend most of my time inside, either reading or working with Agatha, or working here with Brick, so I-I'm kinda pale and burn real easy if I have to help in the fields for too long, I get sick pretty easy too because of that" Her voice is small as Gawain takes her hand in his, caressing it and soothing her awkwardness.

"That's nothing to be ashamed of, we can not help how we are born, and you were lucky enough to be born smarter than most. Certainly smarter than me" He offered with a cheeky grin, his usual cheery demeanour returning in the warmth of his lover, and she couldn't help but smile in return, but a look of concern soon flashed across her face.

"What happened in the Forest, you and Master Peter haven't spoke much since your return" She asked, worried.

"It was... more difficult than I thought. But nothing you need concern yourself with, my love"

"But Gawain, I..."

"Please Lucy, it's fine he just was not prepared for the reality of being an adventurer, I am confident he will bounce back"

"I don't think that's it, Gawain" she mumbled again, stroking his cheek.

Gawain was silent for a long time, his face pensive in thought as she watched him closely, many minutes passed before he looked into her rich brown pools.

"What do you think I should do?" He suddenly asked, a look of shock on her face as her hand snapped back.

"M-M-Me? Why are you asking me?" She stammered, face red.

"If I am going to marry you, I want my wife's opinion on these things, I don't want you to merely support me all the time." He shrugged before he took her hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

Lucy sat in silence, processing what her love had said. He didn't just want her by his side because she was pretty, and could sing, he respected her mind as well, and he even wanted to hear the opinion of a lowly peasant girl like her! If her heart could sing it would.

"I think... I think you should just say sorry" She whispered, before nodding to herself, "Yes, I think you should say sorry to him, whatever happened hurt him, so admitting that something went wrong, admitting fault might be the best way forward"

Gawain looked quiet again, staring off at the ceiling as she bit her lip nervously.

"Ok, tomorrow morning then. I'll apologise to him before we all set off, I will need to speak to your father as well" Gawain nods rising from her lap and laying down again on his side, turned to her as she matches him, scooting back into his powerful body, feeling the warmth envelop her as her heart stilled.

"I already told him about us, he wasn't happy at first, but when I told him you wanted to marry me, he said he'd allow it as it'd mean a better life for me, and he thinks of you highly too, Gawain" Lucy encouraged him softly, kissing his hand again and relaxing into this all too familiar position as they let sleep took her.

_Tomorrow then, a reckoning on all sides. _Gawain mused to himself as his mind raced, but before long he too fell asleep in her embrace.