Oshun

Four days pass and Camelot was as still as a tranquil Forrest. Arthur and the men were absent from the kingdom. Everyday, I stared out the window, anticipating his return and praying to see a line of horses that would paint the horizon.

Although a number of knights were gone, there were still a few left so I was still in charge of holding the round table at Camelot.

"Have the maps finalized by dawn."

The knights bow and leave the drawing room. It had been quiet in the castle. I hadn't received a letter from Arthur and I was not sure if that was a good sign or a bad omen.

My mind always went rampant at times like this. The subject of the lack of rain still worried me.
My feelings for Arthur were still rocky...
I could feel my energy dwindling and thoughts of the baby still ran through my mind.

I had so much on my mind.

I glance outside the window and see the richness of the night sky. I hadn't know I was deep in thought for so long! I stand and blow out the candles, or what was left of them, and make my way to Arthur's quarters.

"Lady Oshun"
I turn around and see a figure in the darkness. The tall figure steps into the light.

" Mordred?" I frown seeing him. "I thought you went on the mission with the king?"

"Arthur sent me to another. I have arrived earlier as expected." He watched me carefully.

"Any word on...the knights?" I try not to sound to worried about solely Arthur.

"No word as of yet but if I hear news, I will make sure to inform you" he bows.

I nodded and look to the floor.

"Lady Oshun. It's the middle of the night. You should rest"

"I know..I know.
I'm just worried about...I mean my mind has been running madly"

I thought of the lost babe and the poison. I knew Mordred already admired to not using the poison on Lady Guinevere but I could not shake the feeling of being somewhat responsible.

"I need to...ask you something."

"Let's go" He leads me to his room for more privacy.
We were both quiet.
It was the first time i had been in his room. I look around and frown. It was a small room.

"This is it?" I frown.

He nods and smirks. It does what it needs to . I nodded and looked into his eyes.

"Does Arthur know about your whereabouts?" He teased.

"You mean the men he has watching me?" I smirk. "They will deal and last time i checked, him and I are not linked to the hip."

There is silence in the air.

"Lady Osun what is it you want?" His features were barely illuminated under the dim candle and still his features were so clear...defined...striking.

"You said you didn't give the poison to Guinevere"

"Yes." He nodded assuredly. "I showed you the vial. It was never used. She lost the baby naturally. It's not your fault Oshun"

I stare into his sharp features, my heart beating.

"I can't bring myself to believe it."

"Why?" He whispers. I look away and down.

"I don't know...Eveyone keeps telling me it is not my fault but I can't shake the feeling that somehow it is.
How can it stop..."

"You simply stop thinking about it.
Don't let it eat you alive.
What's done is done. You cannot change the past. As much as we wish too" he shrugs.

I nodded, staring at him and understanding his sentiments.

"Is that all that you came for?" He asked. It was a muddy question that one could take either way.

I was quiet.
He was quiet.
The atmosphere was apparent
My lust thick.
He knew it and I knew it too.
He could smell my fragility.
My energy had waned. He knew I needed something from him.
He looked good in the light and although I had feelings for Arthur... I refused to admit it.

He took a step towards me, pushing his arms around the wall behind me, trapping me against the wall and staring down to my lips.

"I should go...
Let me go.
I want to leave." It sounded like a question.

"Is that what you want Oshun?"

I didn't answer him.

"Tell me what you want... and I'll do it" he whispers against my throat.

Say no to this.
Don't do it.
Don't say it.

He grabs my jaw pressing my lips against his. I  return it easily, smacking with longing and vulgarity, before breaking away and looking into his eyes.

SLAP

I slap his cheek, making his head turn to the side.
He slowly turns his jaw back to me, watching me with curious intent.

He grabs my jaw again and kisses me slowly. This time I wrap my arms around his neck, letting him carry me.
Allowing him to cloak my lips with his venom.

I break from him and watch his eyes.

"I only have one rule." I announce.
I bent down and ripped the end of my dress, folding it into a blindfold. "You must wear this? Over your eyes" I hold it up.

He looks at it and frowns. "Why"

"That is the only rule."

He contemplates my words. I slowly unbuttoned my dress letting it drop to the floor. He smirked selfishly before taking the blindfold from my palm.

"I am your obedient servant."

——

He watches me, waiting for me to command him.

"Drop to your knees." I snapped. He smirked but slowly took off his sword and armor and dropped to his knees..

He pulled me into his arms, kissing my palm.

"Is that it Lady Oshun?" He sighs, slowly take off my shoes, kissing my feet before pushing my toes into his mouth. "You want someone to worship you like the queen you are."

My eyes open as he refers to me as my title. How did he know? I had only told Arthur?

He stands and grabs my waist lifting me against the wall.

"Put me down." I whisper. He nodded, placing me down.

We had to be quiet in even the silence of the night but he understood. I push him down to the floor, making him drop to his knees again.

He presses his lips against my stomach, moving them against to evey inch of my body. Lower and lower he came until he reached my flower. He looked up begging for permission. I could tell, even though he had a blindfold on.

I slowly open my legs allowing him the pleasure and he consumes.
He knew what to do and did it? He did it well.

I was still silent only letting out my small gasps.
I guide his lips to my chest, forcing him to embrace it.
"Higher." He obeyed instantly.

He stands kissing my lips again before forcing me around and taking out his excitement.

I hear him pulling off his blindfold. He didn't bother with with it since we were f**king from behind.
He pushed me against the wall, entering in with a tenacity so skillful.

He lifted my leg to one side, entering in and stretching the length of my walls. I try to hold in my moans as not to disturb any passing guests.
When the third moan escaped, he pressed a hand against my mouth, pulling my head back as he quickened his tempo.

What sorcery was this?
He was flooding my senses and making me weak.

Quickly, lifted me against the wall, forcing me to wrap my feet around him. Before I met his gaze I quickly turn close my eyes and avert my gaze.

"I said to put on the blindfold." I curse.

"I can't." He says.

"Why not?"

"You're too beautiful Oshun" he whispered, holding my jaw. "Open your eyes" he said it so calmly but with longing.

"I can't" I whisper, still pressing my eyes shut. It was quiet. I knew he was still staring at me.
"Mordred." I curse staring to explain myself.

I knew it was wrong. I knew I was supposed to be strong. But at that moment? I didn't care. I was selfish.
Lustful.
I open my eyes, making my eyes glow.
He smiles, and grunts, entering into me again. I could finally open my eyes and watch him as he treated me with care. And all around the room we went.

——

I ride him slowly, staring into his beautiful green eyes. He tried to hold my waist but I shook my head no."Don't touch me."

He frowned and pushed his hands behind his head, watching me.

"You're not enjoying this Lady Oshun"

"Shhh!" I push a finger to his lip. He kisses it instead.

He grabbed my jaw, forcing me to stare into his eyes.

"The intentions you came in here when you first entered have shifted"

I was silent, looking away.

He sat up, wrapping my legs around me showing me his true legnth. I snapped my head back, seeing how long the length was. It caught me off guard.
I frowned, looking up looking at him.

"You are purposely making yourself not enjoy this. Because if you don't enjoy it, you'll feel as if you're not cheating on Arthur"

"I didn't know you were a scholar" I mock.
He smirks, lifting me again and pushing me against the wall. I tried to muffle my moans but he was in to deep.

"Fu*ck" I curse wrapping my arms around him. He pulled my lips into his own kissing me recklessly.

By the time an hour passed, we were naked on the floor in a puddle of sweat, his body slamming into mine. I held him close as he pounded into me valiantly.

I was sprawled against the carpet thinking if my time with Mordred .

See Arthur was obvious. There were no secrets to his intent. He made love that was rich and exciting. It was authoritative in the best possible way. He knew how to treat my body and knew what I liked.

But Mordred.
He had a darker energy...a more mysterious hue. His time was so unpredictable but raw and unyielding. He left you craving for more.

He sighed collapsing on top of me and kissing every inch of my body, sliding down to my hidden flower and kissing it. "Thank you" he whispers against it.
I laugh and look up to the sky.

"You're beautiful Oshun" he returns his attention back to me. I smirk watching him as he nibbles on my breast. He tries to turn me around but I stop him.

I closed my eyes to rest but in an instant, he holds both of my wrists above my head. "Let go." I knew he was looking at my back. He tries to turn me around fully but I thrash, trying to break free.

"Let go!"

He flips me over and watches my back as it illuminated bright. He lets me go and stands.

"What are you?"

"That is none of your concern."

"Are you a magical entity."

"No"

He pulls me into his arms, pulling my hair away.
"When you came in it was low. But now it's full."

"Okay and so what if it was?" I stand, pulling on my dress.

"Was this a test? For you? To prove something?"

"My back is of no concern to you and It proves nothing."

"Obviously I did something right if it filled? Isn't that what you wanted" he sounded a little to excited for me.

"I put two and two together. You don't look like you're from here. Your unearthly. Your beauty is too unattainable to be from earth.
You are a magical entity.
I thought maybe a fairy? A spirit? Not a witch because your heart is too pure.
Even with this, all these describe earthly entities. I knew you would be the highest of all of the magical entities on earth. You are a goddess"

My heart raced as he read me so accurately. I was in the presence of a scholar.

"You think I care whether you are human or a goddess?"

I am silent. I couldn't trust him...my heart was telling me not to.

"Don't ask me what I am."

"Why" he frowns.

"I won't tell you"

He nods, understanding the relationship we had.

"Secrets that make the kingdom bright"
There is quiet in the room.
"When can I see you again?"

"Never...this was a one time thing. You did what you needed. Let's not let it become too messy"

"That is sad news for me Lady Oshun" he says. "He will never emotionally satisfy you"

"And what do you know about my emotions"

He stood and walked over to me.

"I know I had you screaming my name?
I fell at your feet and wiped the tears that dripped from your cheek as you cried with passion.
All the emotions wrapped into one?"

I push him away and reach for his door but stop.  L
"If you speak of this...I'll deny it"

"My lips are sealed Lady Oshun" he sounded sincere, so I believed him.

And that was that.
I would avoid him at all costs.
It would be the last time I slept with him.

Well, that was the lie I told myself last time.
It became a pastime.

We kissed recklessly. Passionately.
Every night we would meet in his quarters. Our meetings would always start off innocently. I would ask him about the weather. He would ask me about maps.
But then...

He brought me honey from foreign lands and showed me other ways to use it too.

Mordred pulls me into his lap, kissing me desperately.

"Is it bad that I am bonded under your spell?"he asks, pulling a curl away from my eyes.

"No"

I knew he was madly in love with me. I was reckless for staring straight into his eyes. I knew what I was doing.

I knew I had to tell him. It wasn't right that he didn't know.

He kisses me again, breaking from my lips. "I think...I'm in love with you Oshun" he reveals as if it was a secret he was battling with.

"I know..."I curse. He stares into my eyes and frowns.

"Look at me" he says, leading me off his lap. "It's only been 4 days and I'm already confessing my love to you. "

I couldn't help but feel guilty.

"I'm sorry Oshun. I just..."

"No...no it's not your fault...I have to go Mordred" I say before putting on my dress. I needed to get out of here and fast.

Author Note
I was looking in my drafts and this Mordred and Oshun scene was supposed to come before the last chapter.

I wanted to unpublish the previous chapter and do a rewrite but

Not trying to equate it to r****e but do you think Oshun was wrong for staring into Mordred's eyes and making him fall in love with her? She couldn't tell him she was a goddess? How else was she supposed to explain.

Do you think it was wrong of Mordred not to wear the blindfold? He should have respected her wishes and obliged.

I wanted to tackle themes of consent because many times there's always an "if"

Oshun clearly said she had one rule and he should have followed.
But also, does Mordred omit the right to an explanation because he didn't listen?