I just need 1 person to stand up!
Is there just one Arthur fan?

No one?

Can one of you be brave and come forward? This is a safe space.

Kk....

——-

Oshun

Night came, and here I was in his room, bent against his basin as he pounded into me fervently.

"Arthur" I gasped, reminding him to pace himself as he thrusted into me again. I couldn't lie to myself, pretending as if I did not enjoy it.... because I did.

He was teaching me things I never knew. His loving was so intense and raw. He thrusted into me again, his hands molding around my waist as if I was a fleeting dream that would soon disappear.

He held my neck against the tile of the bathroom floor, pushing my scalp down as he thrusted his legnth deeper into my core. The sound of our wet bodies slapping in the silence of the room made me even more turned on.

"fu**" he cursed, grabbing my round butt with excitement. He continued violently, increasing his pace as the night went on.

About an hour passed before I climaxed into the waters. I made sure to do it before he could unload into me.

He let out a lazy huff and pulled me off, releasing his warm nectar against my back then collapsing on top of me with fatigue.

His hot breaths of fatigue heated my bare skin as he rested his cheek against my back. He tenderly caressed each part of my spine, tugging and lifting each section of skin with thirst.

"Arthur" I sighed, rolling my eyes as he caressed another part of my body. He pulled my ear with his teeth, lifting a palm to message a tender breast.

Although I did enjoy his loving, he didn't leave me craving for more. I knew I was just a girl on his daily rotations , simply here to get his rod wet.

I pushed him off to take the hard sponge and scrub my back clean, ridding my body of his secretions.

He leaned against the side of the basin, watching me intently as I trailed the sponge against my neck. I knew he was getting more turned on the more he watched me.

I hold my breath and dipped my head into the warmth of the waters. I needed just a minute to take in all that happened.

Here I was, sleeping with the ruler of the realm to restore my powers. Was this the mission Olumadre sent me on earth to complete?

I was an Orisha sent to the earth to protect someone... but maybe I was meant to protect myself.

I slowly resurfaced and faced him innocently. He swam over to me, gently lifting my arms to caress the back of his neck with the sponge.

"Your ungodly" he breathed against my skin, sucking on each part but I moved to push him away. I was amused by his perseverance; how blessed he was to experience me.

"I bet it's your fist time bedding a god?" I muttered sarcastically. He chuckled and took my lips into his. He lifted me against the basin, eager to begin another round as he deepened out embrace.

He opens my legs wide , easing himself in for round two. "Arthur" I cursed, reaching over him to pull the mirror that I placed on the floor.  I needed to see if my powers were filled. Arthur knew how to please me well, I would admit that, but it was nothing more besides that.

"What? I can't help it" he says through a growl, laying me down to kiss my flat stomach, " it has been weeks" he groans through a bated breath.

I chuckled lazily, pushing him away so he could hold the mirror up to face me. It hadn't even been a day since he slept with another woman. Knowing Arthur, he probably had Elaine lined up for his time in the morning.

Despite my hesitancy to let him continue beyond the arrangements, I had to admit that we were getting accustomed to each other, growing and learning more about each other whether it be in meetings at the round table or hushed conversation at dinner.

If it wasn't for our constant bickering, we would make the perfect pair.

He holds up the mirror and shows me the energy markings that dressed my back; they were fully lit! I tossed my head forward to pack my wet hair up and stood to retrieve a towel to dry myself off.

"My wedding is just a few days away" he reveals, standing from the bath to shower my back with his kisses.

How funny to see him follow me like a lost horse; he was so obsessed with me.

"Oh is it?" I nodded, pulling on my gown on to start my departure. I knew he would take it off soon again. "So how long will you be out the kingdom?" I sighed indifferently. I only cared because his absence could interfere with my energy levels.

"A month. After  the wedding we are traveling to her home town and then to the honeymoon." He pulled me back into his arms, slipping off my dress.

"Sounds lovely" I smiled sarcastically, lifting it back up. The palace had been more crowded than usual, preparing for the event that was fast approaching. I would need to find another donor....another man to fulfill my needs.

I couldn't last a month on my own...

"I guess I'll just eat honey for every meal until you return"

"Or you can come?" he asked, lifting his gaze so he could face mine.

"And For what reason would I come?" I scoffed, giggling at the foolish suggestion. I could tell Arthur's marriage to Guinevere was more of a convenience rather than love.

His eyes no longer lit as Guinevere came into the room.
The light he once held for her was disconnected and dimmed.

I could feel it.
Lancelot could feel it.
In fact, everyone in the castle could feel it but we all knew it best to remain quiet.

But I?

I was not like the others.

"If I may be so bold to speak my king." I caution my words.

"I will allow it" he stood, pushing his crown before he redressed.

"Why are you still marrying her if you do not love her?" I asked rather boldly; their was a hint if humor in my tone. He stopped in his spot and looked to the floor once he heard my words, taken aback by my abrasive question.

"Because it is better than,...fleeing in fear?" he confesses.

"I think it would be better to ignore the comments of others and at least be truthful to yourself and her... you owe her that"

He came over to me and forcibly grabbed my jaw, tilting my head up to face my eyes. "And how will I tell her of you Lady Oshun?" he muttered, kissing the cusp of my jaw.

"What about me?" I cursed, taking offense at his question. I didn't like where this was going.

"Do you not think you are the cause of this? Us Making love?"

"Making love? No Arthur What we do is FU*k. I get your rod wet and we resore my strength."I clarified.

"Oh funny me!" he cursed sarcastically. "No wonder you close your eyes when we do it. It's your chore for the day"

"It's to focus!" I protested.

"Bull*"  he cursed, pushing me away.

"I told you the reason why I close my eyes!"  I snapped. He let me go and moved to grab his things to leave. "We have only slept together twice and we are already having problems? Do you share this same sentiment with your other whores?"

"So now you're counting?" he breathed through a lazy chuckle.

"Don't think I did not hear about Elaine! She came the other night. Thankful for your chilvary my king" I seethed. His eyes raged and he stormed over, trapping me against his dresser.

"Who told you this?"

"Gossip runs deep. I know who to speak to; plus... you know what they say about...wandering eyes" I smiled warmly.

Rage was all I saw.

"How dare you"

"Maybe you should tell your wife of Elaine and me. Then After that, tell her of Kiely and Civtoria. We're all just girls to fuel your collection" I attacked. He pulled away from me and went to his desk to peel open some scrolls. Probably plans for the tournament.

" Maybe Should I find another suitor?" I say, breaking the silence of the air.

"What do I care? It is you who came to me for help" He cursed, refusing to face me.

"Fine! I'll do that then" I cursed, throwing a pillow that landed at his feet. "I'll  have a grand time with Sir Lancelot"

He stopped and stood to face me. "I advise you against that Lady Oshun"  he threatened.

"Or what?
Surely you won't kill your best friend?"

He pulled my arms and stared me down; "I forbid it!" he rages, pulling me into his chest.

"And I will defy you!" I bragged breaking away from him. I didn't know what he would do, nor did I care. It wasn't worth it! Any of this!

I would ask Sir Lancelot in the morning. He seemed to have feelings for me so asking him should not be difficult.

——-
The next morning

Arthur made sure to keep Lancelot busy with affairs of the kingdom. A day passed, than another two before I saw him again. I knew Arthur was purposely claiming his time with frivolous affairs of his wedding.

I couldn't believe the nerve of him!

"Lady Oshun. Sir Lancelot has returned from his journey" a guard nodded to face me. I urged them to tell me as soon as he arrived.

I went to find Lancelot to tell him of my annoyance of Arthur without necessarily telling him everything...

"Lancelot" I smile, kissing his lips softly. He pulled away and pushed my arms to the side.

"Lady Oshun" he greeted me rather coldly. He made sure he avoided my gaze.

"Lancelot? Your travels found you well?"

"Yes Lady Oshun... I just... have to do something. I must be on my way" he steps around me to head into the castle.

"What did he say" I muttered, refusing to face him.

"Who?" He sighed unconvincingly.

"Don't play daft Lancelot, you are far from it!"

"Lady Oshun" he sighed, pulling me into his arms.

"What did he tell you!" I raged, pushing him away with anger.

"I think it would be better... if we just....kept our distance as potential lovers and remained friends."

"Lancelot" I whispered his name, reaching out to hold his arm but he kissed my cheek fondly and departed.