Sir HairSwishus' Luscious Mane

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“Gaius… are you sure it was them?” Merlin couldn’t believe what he heard. “Maybe you saw someone else? Maybe it was just …” he couldn’t come up with a proper solution because there seemed none.
    “I know what I saw Merlin.”
    “And it was Gwen?”
    “Yes”
    “But… it is so unlike Gwen to commit such a sinful act. Did you hear them properly, Gaius? You are getting old, you know, and your hearing could have deceived you, besides...”
    “Merlin!!”...

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    “Merlin!” A voice calls to him. He has gone to the lower town to pick up a few things for Gaius. Lord Roderick continues to leave him thankfully undisturbed, so he is actually able to get a few things accomplished.
    He turns in the direction of the voice. It is Wilhelmina, the blacksmith’s wife.
    “Hello,” he greets her.
    “Um… will you give this to reyna Guinevere for me please?” she says hastily, shoving a linen-wrapped parcel into his arms. It is warm.
    “Sure,...

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    “Feeling better?” Guinevere asks. They’re still lying in bed, now cuddled under the covers together.
    “Almost,” he says, and he turns onto his back, pulling her with him, trading places with her so that her head is now resting on his chest.
    I knew he wasn’t done with me yet, she thinks, smiling and resting her hand on his chest, idly toying with his chest hair beneath her fingers.
    His hand strokes her side, trailing down to her rear, where he gives a gentle squeeze before resting...