[1] WEEPING MONK // you're not what I was looking for

39| Intimately {Part One}

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═ 𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙮 ═

[CW// adult themes, smut, sexual content, infrequent strong language]

Ari and Lancelot give in to their feelings.

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Candlelight is how I like to see you say my name,
in the darkness its not the same

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Lancelot had secretly given in to these urges before, but only on his own once or twice when he was younger and never with another. It was a sin to covet these physical things, but even he had faced the temptation to lust for the pleasures that his God could not give him, however he usually just tried to make the problem go away. It had been years since he last almost did so and he had always punished himself for it afterwards. But right now he was sure that he wanted this, to be with her fully. And so he broke his own rules, for her.

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"I want you, Ari... intimately."

There was a strength of stillness trained into Lancelot which would unnerve even the Gods themselves as he stood before her, his hand loosening around her wrist and snaking into her palm. He moved half a step closer, testing the unbroken water. Ari's lips parted as she stared at his own gently grazing between his teeth, and her breath started to run away from her control. The uncommon depth in that gently rough voice was enough to make that happen. He stalked another impossible step closer like he would do his prey, even though there was little remaining space between them.

Ari moved her hand in his grip so that her fingers could thread with his, eyes of gold flicking across his face in the low light from the candles and the fire. Intimately, was he saying now what she had so longed to hear? She felt like her heart was trying to claw out of her chest waiting for the answer.

Lancelot stopped an inch away from her body, crystal blue eyes looking down at her from beneath his hood. Ari saw something darkening in his gaze that made her heart beat even quicker. She felt her blood running red within her, carrying her secret need for him to every part of her body. She had once fought with herself to push it all away, told herself that her feelings were just a part of the journey they had been caught up in. But he was here, now, telling her this, holding her hand like that and looking at her in a dangerous way... and she knew that she had been wrong.