French shenanigans

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Stuart was on his way to Guinevere's room, already eager to see her after the hectic day. He had a little something he wanted to do that night, inspired by the French lesson.

A knock and he peeked in through the door. "Mind if I come in, madame?"

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"I meant at the start.. When you didn't like this place that much yet. The night I asked you to be my girlfriend."

He grinned at her request, reaching for a condom to put it on. With a gentle kiss on her lips, he pushed inside.

"I will appreciate all of it too."

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"Still couldn't have gone anywhere. I couldn't just jump a plane and leave. I was talking about leaving after we graduated," she reminded him with a soft laugh. "But I liked that you already didn't want me to leave."

She rubbed his back gently, enjoying this romantic moment between them. She liked that he was unafraid to speak his mind, whether it was when he was annoyed with something or when he felt romantic like this.

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"Oh.. Of course." Stuart smiled sheepishly, realising he misunderstood. "I simply couldn't let go of a wonderful girl."

The touch felt good, adding to the intimate feeling. He liked being able to talk to her openly about anything. It was rare finding people like that.

His hips began a slow rhythm while his eyes remained fixed on hers.

[aimlesswonder]

"You took a chance on me and I appreciated that." She smiled back at him, they hadn't known each other that well before she'd decided to make out with him. He took a big leap asking her to be his girlfriend, and she loved how he made her feel wanted. "And I hope you understand how much I love you, too."

She was worried that when he went off to Oxford, they'd end up breaking up.

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"We all need a little love, and I hate that the guys before didn't treat you right."

He didn't hesitate for a second when he asked her to be his girlfriend. It was love at first sight and he'd never been more sure of anything. "I understand, baby. I can see it right now in your eyes."

Of course he had the same worry, which is why he planned on asking her to join him in Oxford.

[aimlesswonder]

"I've got no reason to hide anything with you." Guin smiled as their bodies moved together. With each other they could both let their walls down. Of course he had just broken right through hers that first day they'd started talking in the library. He was stubborn like that. And special.

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"Likewise. I feel like everyone keeps putting on roles, but with you it's genuine."

Stuart Dakin certainly was a stubborn boy, and that wouldn't change in future years either. He kissed her gently, soft moan muffled by her lips.

[aimlesswonder]

She kept her hands on him, rubbing his back gently, hands wandering his skin as they moved together. She wanted him to feel loved and appreciated, and she liked knowing he was there with her. He'd feel the familiar shudder that meant she was close, but she didn't say it because she was too busy nuzzling at his neck.

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He felt loved and appreciated with her, wanting to give her the same feelings each and every day. Now he knew why people talked so highly about high school sweethearts and things like that.

He was right there with her, pressing closer as he came.

[aimlesswonder]

She caught her breath as he brought her over the edge, falling limp underneath him. It was how it always was with them; she needed a minute to recover and she didn't care if he stayed sprawled on top of her or not. "Well that wasn't exactly seducing me," she teased breathlessly. "But it was fun."

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"I got distracted," Stuart grinned sheepishly. "But it really was fun, Guin. You should talk French more often."

He kissed her shoulder, staying sprawled on top of her for a moment.

[aimlesswonder]

"You'd be the only one who'd understand me," she said with a soft laugh. "Or was that your point?"

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"It sounds ten times nicer when you speak it," he replied. "It can be our little secret language."

[aimlesswonder]

"Only 'cause I've had more practice. I'm sure you'll be fluent in no time." She assured him, stretching. She was cold and ready to dive under the blankets. "It was a nice thought, though. I like it when you surprise me."

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He laid down next to her and tugged the blankets over them both, hugging her close. "There will be more romantic surprises, I can assure you."

[aimlesswonder]

"Only if you want to. I don't want to put any pressure on you, thinking you have to do anything special for me." She assured him. She'd appreciate anything he did but she also didn't want him feeling obligated. Still, though, she stifled a yawn. "Right now though could you just wake me up in a bit? I've been studying all day and you're warm."

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"Sleep, beautiful. I'll be here."

Stuart smiled, kissing the top of her head. Of course he wouldn't do anything over the top. Small meaningful things to show his love for her.

"I love you, Guin."

[aimlesswonder]

"I love you too." She smiled at him, half-asleep, before she tucked her head in against his chest and very easily doze off. She'd sleep as long as he'd let her, though wouldn't mind if he woke her up and wanted to do something else.

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Instead of falling asleep himself, Stuart watched his sleeping girlfriend with a fond smile. The past few months played in his mind, from the very first moment they met. Guinevere was so beautiful, witty and amazing. Stuart still couldn't believe his luck.