I promised you a juicy bit and here it is. Enjoy. :)

Over the next couple of weeks Emrys and Morgana met every second night at their training field and every time they left with a smile on their face and a feeling of companionship suffusing them. Morgana was feeling very successful in her magic as she had already mastered moving objects and stopping time and was now moving on to conjuring orbs of light. On the other hand she felt completely useless in her campaigning to Uther. Ever since she had confronted him the first time and had somehow convinced him she was brainwashed (she was still a little fuzzy on how the hell that had happened) every time she challenged him on the subject he would give her a pitying look and have a guard lead her away. The only way it seemed to escape the frustration and pent up anger was her lessons with Emrys. He had been a wonderful teacher, first demonstrating what she should do and then letting her try, gently correcting her as she went. She was beginning to look forward to their meetings more and more, however when they came she often found herself distracted and the thing or rather person that distracted her was Emrys. She found herself noticing small things about him, the way the light would fall across his face highlighting his cheekbones and sensuous lips or the way that his eyes would sparkle when he gave her one of his trademark broad grins that seemed so familiar to her and made her heart skip a beat. Unfortunately such was her distraction that she often messed up her spell. This of course would result in him coming over to help her , adjusting her stance or hand positions. This left her even more distracted as every time their hands brushed or his hand touched her arm she had to suppress a shudder at the heat that spread through her which almost made her cry out in loss as he moved away. Sometimes she would make small mistakes on purpose just to feel his hands on her again. Though she occasionally wished that he would remove his mask so that she would see the man beneath. She was sure he would be beautiful.

Merlin was faring no better than Morgana. He had always known that she was a beautiful woman but he never knew just how much, both inside and out. She made him laugh and yet could also take his breath away with a single glance. He was growing to really enjoy her company and the feeling of belonging and caring that came with it. However he could never really forget the dragon's warning, he cared for Morgana (perhaps more than a friend should) and trusted her but the niggling doubt was always there no matter how often he forcibly brushed it aside. Pushing his insecurities to the side Merlin focused on what he was going to show Morgana tonight. She had been progressing particularly well lately and he wanted to give her a real treat, a reward for her success. He was going to take her somewhere special and show her a wonderful phenomenon very few mortal eyes had seen. Smiling to himself as he scrubbed Arthur's sweaty, smelly socks (smiling was not a common reaction to Arthur's socks) he continued on with his work. When Arthur returned almost half an hour later it was to a smiling Merlin and several pairs of clean socks. Arthur quickly concluded that his manservant was extremely weird, not that he didn't know that already.

When night fell Morgana quickly made her way to the forest a little later than usual (she had been delayed by some strangely watchful guards), her anticipation building. Emrys had promised her a surprise for all her good work and she was excited to find out what it was (and to spend some time in his company). Quickly entering the clearing she found herself facing a smiling Emrys. "You're late", he commented, a cheeky sparkle in his eyes. "I'm fashionably late", she responded just as cheekily, "gees who comes on time these days?" He laughed at that, mock hurt crossing his face at being called unfashionable. Now it was her turn to laugh. "So what's my surprise then?" she asked intrigued. He sobered at this "I wanted to show you something", he said holding his hand out for her. She quickly took it, revelling in the warmth that spread through her from where their hands were joined. "Lead the way." She whispered half breathlessly. He gently pulled her to the side of the clearing and into the undergrowth. They walked for what seemed like hours to Morgana until they reached the edge of a beautiful lake. The most beautiful lake she had ever seen.

Merlin looked nervously down at Morgana, who was pressed gently against his side, to find her face covered by an awed smile. Suddenly she looked up at him and he found himself caught in a pair of beautiful sparking green eyes, shinning with gratitude and, dare he hope it, love. She spoke drawing his concentration away from her eyes momentarily, "Thank you Emrys", she said absolute wonder and gratitude colouring her voice, "it's beautiful", her face inches from his. In that moment he felt his heart and resolve melt, and crossing that small distance he pressed his lips against hers.

Morgana was in absolute awe of the beautiful lake, the moonlight spread across it making it shimmer like a mirror. Looking up at Emrys she whispered her wonder and thanks, gazing into the azul pools of his eyes. They were mere inches from each other, they were so close that she could feel Emry's warm breath on her face. Suddenly the gap was no longer there and his soft lips were pressed against hers. She gasped into his mouth as warm suffused her entire being and she kissed him back with love. It was a gentle kiss fuelled by undisclosed passion but it still left her gasping. Pulling away from each other, they looked into each other's eyes. "I think I'm falling in love with you Morgana", he said a wondrous smile gracing his lips. She smiled right back replying "About time too", making him laugh. "But just for the record", she continued gently lifting her hand to cup his cheek," I think I falling for you too". He closed his eyes for a moment, seemingly savouring the contact but then pulled back. "This isn't the only thing I wanted to show you" he said gently pulling her down to sit on the bank with him, gesturing towards the lake, "watch". Raising her eyes towards the lake she was startled to see that a soft light had begun to glow in the centre. Looking on in fascination she watched as small glowing spots began to appear in the air above the glowing centre. Slowly, before her eyes they began to form into shapes, into small people. Looking over at Emrys in awe she was surprised to find him looking at her. "What is this place?" she asked in wonder. "The entrance to Avalon", Emrys supplied, "Very few mortals have seen it. We're two of the lucky ones". Looking back over at the lake she noticed that more small people had begun to float in the air surrounding the glowing light which she could now see was actually a reflection of a shimmering city. An urethral music began to sound, seemingly coming from the reflection itself and as she watched the small people began to dance across the surface of the water. Looking back at Emrys she found that he was now standing a hand held out to her, "May I have this dance"? Morgana nodded, not quite trusting her mouth. Gently pulling her to her feet he wrapped his hand around her waist and brought her hand to sit on his shoulder and began to slowly sway from side to side. She was so lost in the dance that she didn't notice that they had begun to be lifted into the air, floating a few inches above the ground as the couple was pulled towards the centre of the lake. Looking down Morgana noted in surprise that they were floating inches from the glimmering water. Looking behind her she noted too that they were quite far from the shore, however she felt not fear. In Emrys's arms she felt safe.

Merlin gazed in wonder at the beautiful woman dancing with him, looking down he suddenly realised that they were floating just above the water. How had that happened? he wondered, he wasn't doing anything. Suddenly he hear a familiar voice whisper in his ear "You gave me my happiness and peace Merlin, now it's time I gave you yours". "Thank you Freya" he whispered under his breath overwhelmed with gratitude at being able to share such an extraordinary moment with the woman he loved. Wait where had that come from? He didn't quite love her yet did he? Considering this he realised that yes, he did. This thought clear in his mind he turned his focus back to Morgana to find an amazing amount of affection shining in her eyes. He felt honoured to be the focus of such caring especially of Morgana, the woman who constantly kept her mask up. Never letting the world in. But she had let him in and he felt privileged. Pulling her flush against him he leant forward and pressed his lips to hers again.

Morgana fell into the kiss pouring her pent up passion and dare she call it love into it. This kiss was far more passionate than the last one and she groaned into Emrys's mouth as his tongue swept her bottom lip, begging entrance. She quickly obliged opening her mouth and bringing her own tongue into play. The passion built to scorching levels as they desperately held onto each other. Suddenly the moment was broken as rain began to fall lightly, lightly at first and the built into all out pouring.

Merlin tried to ignore the rain hitting his back as he kissed Morgana passionately but there soon came a point where he couldn't ignore it anymore. Quickly pulling her against him in mentally asked Freya to carry them back to the bank. Once they hit the bank he ripped his jacket off holding it above both their heads as they ran for cover under the hollowed out root system of an ancient oak tree. Gently laying his jacket onto the ground once they were out of the rain he bid her to sit as he did so too, facing her. Lifting his hand to cup the side of her face he slid forward bringing her lips to his again. The passion returned full force as he pulled her fully against him bringing her to rest across his knees, her heat burning against his thigh.

The moment he kissed her again her passion returned full force. She felt liquid heat pool in her nether-regions as he pulled her to him. Her knees falling either side of his thighs. Deciding she had let him take the lead long enough she gently brought her hands to his chest and pushed allowing him to become off balance enough to fall onto his back, she straddled his hips ad lent down to devour his sensuous lips again. Groaning as she felt his hard on press against her sopping core. He was no means laying still throughout all this. His hands began to wonder from her cheek down her neck, across her shoulders and down her arms and then back up again. Slowly running his hands down his sides he worked them under her shirt to caress her breasts. Returning his hands the hem of the shirt he began to lift it off of her. She broke the kiss and leant back allowing him to pull it off of her baring her soft white skin to him. His eyes darkened with desire as each new piece of skin was exposed to him. She was beautiful, almost elfin in her beauty and he wanted to worship all of her, the elegant goddess that she was. He flipped them over suddenly, he had to touch her, to worship her. Bringing his lips to hers again he gave her a brief kiss before making a trail of kisses across her cheek and down her neck, her chest and across to lave attention on her left breast. Morgana sighed as his tongue flicked her chest and strained up towards his questioning mouth. Suddenly he gave her a quick nip that sent her arching against him a strangled cry spilling from her lips. Hearing such a cry from her mouth Merlin felt his desire spiking and from then on he decided it would be his aim to make her cry out like that again. He quickly moved his attention to the other breast as she grasped him to her like he was her life force. Slowly he moved his attention from her breasts and began to trail nips and licks down her chest, and stomach and down to the pants she always wore when they trained together. The nips to her stomach and lower body were driving her wild but she needed to feel his skin against hers. she grabbed him pulling him up her body to her mouth, giving him an impassioned kiss before grasping the hem of his shirt and practically ripping it over his head. She took a moment to admire the ivory beauty of his chest before she flipped them again so that she could get a better angle as she ran her hands down his chest and torso before coming to rest over the bulge in his pants. She stroked her hand over the bulge before giving it a gentle squeeze which sent a choked sound spilling from Emrys's lips. Smirking at the control she had over him she lifted her hands to hook under the waistband of his pants, hooking under it before teasingly easing them down and off. His solid member sprang to attention as it was released from the confines of his pants. Morgana smirked further at this, "someone's eager" she whispered as she beheld him in all his glory. He blushed at this, he was beautiful really, like some sort of magical animal which she supposed he was. Knowing immediately what she wanted to do, she teasingly ran her hands up the inside of his thighs skirting the area that desperately wanted her attention. "Please Morgana", he begged. "Please what?" she said coyly. "For god's sake Morgana, touch me!" he said in desperation. Finally getting what she wanted she ran her hands inside his thighs to wrap around the base of his length. She slowly worked her hand up the length of him provoking moans from him. Looking at him lying before her all for the taking she decided she couldn't resist and more and leant forward to lick the tip of him causing his hips to buck up. Gently pushing them back down again she worked her mouth further down him. Unable to take all of him in her mouth she settled for working the first half with her mouth while gently stroking the base with her right hand. Soon he was rutting against her mouth groaning her name in ecstasy. "God Morgana... I'm gonna... ". Dipping her left hand she gently fondled his balls rolling them in her palm. That was enough as he cried out in ecstasy spilling down her throat as she swallowed his milk. Looking down at the amazing woman before him who had done such a wonderful act for him he was consumed by love and swore he would make her feel just as wonderful. Pulling her up and crushing his mouth to her he flipped her a final time before making his way down her body to her swollen lips. He dipped a finger to her running up and down her lips until she was begging for his fingers to enter her, it didn't take long. "Please Emrys" she practically sobbed as she raised her body to attempt to capture his fingers. Finally allowing her what she wanted he slid one finger into her heat and she hissed at the sensations that surged through her. Soon he was adding another finger, scissoring them inside her. "Uhn ..ohhhh .." she groaned as he added a third finger to the midst. Merlin was beyond turned on as he watched his fingers disappear into her sopping heat. She looked so delicious laid out before him that he had to taste her. Leaning forward he flicked his tongue across her clit, making her let out a yelp removing his fingers he replaced them with his tongue and he pumped into her heat and swirled his tongue around her clit. Suddenly his fingers went straight to her clip and Morgana released into his mouth with a shout of surprise at her sudden orgasm. Looking down to him she felt her passion flare and she yanked him up her body kissing fiercely as he brushed against her opening. Pulling back Merlin looked down at the beautiful woman before him attempting to project all his love to her in that look. She slowly raised her hand to his face tracing his sharp cheekbones and then his soft lips taking in the man before her. God, she wished that she could see his face. Lifting her hands to his face she attempted to slide his mask off but he stilled her hand. "Please Morgana, not yet. It's not safe for you to know who I am just yet." she nodded but couldn't help but feel a little hurt but quickly brushed it away, what he said was logical. Why was she thinking about this now anyway when she had such a gorgeous man hovering above her waiting to love her? Filing the thought away she looked up into his loving questioning eyes and nodded her ascent and he slowly slid forward sheathing himself in her. She ached her back at the utter pleasure of having him inside her, he touch places of her that she didn't know she had. Slowly he began to move and her world narrowed down to the slide of him inside of him inside her and the utter love she felt in this moment. Soon however she could think no more as he began to move faster inside her spiralling her pleasure higher and higher. She found herself crying out in ecstasy, small groans escaping her lips.

" God yes... uhn.. so good...uhn" she cried.

Hearing such a litany of words from her throat was turning on even further than he already was.

"So tight, so hot...", he groaned out as her inner muscles squeezed him.

"More, Emrys...faster" ! she cried as she felt herself approaching the edge.

Never one to leave a lady wanting Merlin increased his pace feeling himself nearing the edge too. Suddenly he hit something inside of her that made her feel like yelping and she felt herself career over the edge, crying his name as she did so, "Eeeeemmmmrrryyysssss", clamping her muscles down upon him. Merlin couldn't take it anymore and released with a single cry of "I love you".

In the aftermath of their love Merlin lay on his back as Morgana rested her head on his chest. "Did you mean it?" she asked, Merlin knowing immediately what she was asking. "Yes" he replied quietly. She smiled softly before closing her eyes and allowing herself to succumb to sleep. Merlin meanwhile stayed awake looking down at the woman he loved laying on his chest and felt his heart constrict. He was overwhelmed with a sense of fear, he couldn't lose her. What he had told Morgana when she tried to remove his mask had been the truth. If he was ever captured, he did not want her to in any way able to be implicated in it. He also feared her reaction to seeing him without his mask. He did not think he could stand to see the betrayal in her eyes just yet. With this in mind he let his head rest against the tree root behind his head before falling into a fitful sleep.

Told u it was juicy. :P

Yay, I did it! I think that is possibly the longest scene I've ever written and my first sex scene ever. I'm actually kinda ashamed at how over the top it became. Whatcha think? Review and let me know, preaty please with a cherry on top? Yeah I know it was sudden but that seems to be the way with Merlin love stories when the BBC writes them. Will make this seem a bit more substantial later.