KA Fic: SLEEPING DESIRE Tris/Lanc

"Sleeping Desire" Chapter Two!King Arthur FicBy: Gypsy Luv!Slash M/MTristan/Lancelot & Mentions of Gawain/GalahadTristan has a bit of fun at Lancelots expense in front of the other knights. Tristan walked back into camp in a very light hearted mood. He couldn't wait to see Lancelots reaction to him now. Everyone was seated around the fire with bowls of steaming stew in their hands eating heartly. They were settled into their normal pairings as you might call them. There was Bors and Dag sitting next to one another quietly going over some sort of skeam that Bors was dreaming up. Arthur, of course, was with his knights in one way and still sitting alone in another. He was in deep concentration on something grouling it seemed or maybe he just didn't like the stew. Then there was Gawain and Galahad. One was always near the other, even in battle it seemed. Tristan knew the real reason for this were the other knights were oblivious to the fact. The two knights shared everything it seemed and Tristan knew they also shared their bed as well as bed chambers. Then there was Lancelot. He usually was fluttering around Arthur talking about the mission they were on, But not tonight. Lancelot this night was insted stewing over his own thoughts. As the group finally noticed Tristans presence they began to greet him. Bors simple lifted his mug of wine as Dag followed suit. Arthur greeted him friendly and properly then went back into his thoughts. Gawain smiled brightly and welcomed him as brother, and Galahad stood and began pouring Tristan a bowl of stew. Lancelot had been seated next to the pair and tried his best to not look up at the scout. Galahad offered the enviting bowl to Tristan so he walked over to accept it from him. He stopped right in front of Lancelot and took the bowl. He lowered his face to it and breathed in the sent deeply. "MMmmmm, (he growled)what better way could there be to "waken" a mans senses?" The question wasn't really for Galahad. Tristan looked down at lancelot with a devilish look in those dark eyes of his. Lancelot could feel the heat from the look and tried not to look up, but failed. Their eyes met and even though it was just a second it stirred in Lancelot the desire he had felt when Tristan had kissed him earlier. He turned his head away like he had been burnt by the look. And in a way he had. Gawain caught it all. He wonderd to himself just what might be going on between the two knights he knew so well. Then the look was gone and Tristan seemed to go about as his usuall self again. He walk across and sat next to their comander. "The path is clear ahead." he reported. "We should be safe here for tonight, but I will be keeping watch anyways." Arthur knew he would. Tristan was their hawk! Their protector! He had the utmost faith in him. "Thank you Tristan I am sure we will be safe on your watch." Arthur never really knew what to say to his scout. He was such a mystery to them all really. Then they both seemed to get lost in their food and their own private thoughts. Tristans were of course quiet different than that of Arthurs though. Especially this night! He began to watch Lancelot. He was shifting nervously on the rock he was seated on. Every once in a while his eyes would divert over to Tristans and then quickly look away when he was met by heated gazes from Tristan. But never the less he couldn't keep from eventually looking back once more. Gawain noticed this aswell and by this time he was whispering his observations to Galahad. Then the two of them began watching Lancelot. Tristan was having fun with this. Especially now that he had an audiance. He decided to push it a bit further. "So, Lancelot any new "conquests" under your belt you would like to entertain us with?" Tristan asked with a twig of flirtation undertones to his voice. He looked over to Lance as he asked and give him a sexy little smile. Lancelot just glared at him, trying hard not to "raise" too many emotions at the sight of that smile. He studdered a bit and tried to speak. "Um well....uh." He didn't know what to say. "oh what now, your not telling us you haven't snuck up on some unsucpecting individual trying to cop a feel now are you? Your reputation is hanging by a thread here Lance!" Tristan smiled again and licked lips as if to capture some bits of moisture left by the stew. It went right threw Lancelot and straight to his cock! Instictively he placed his hand over it. Tristan had to lower his head to keep from giving away how happy this mad him. He smiled to himself! God he couldn't wait to get this man alone! Lancelot grunted and against all the power he had his face turned red with a heated blush. He smiled against his will and his eyes began to show the desire he was desperately trying to hide! He figited a bit and then stood and tossed the remains of his bowl of stew at Tristans feet and stormed off towards his mare. Gawain and Galahad couldn't help but to snicker and giggle at the sight. Something was definetly getting under Lancelots skin and they both suspected it wasn't just friendly teasing. It was more like foreplay Gawain had confided in his partner. Their snickering and of course the thrown bowl got everyone elses attention aswell. There was suspicion on all there minds. Tristan, realizing he had made everyone aware of Lancelots unusuall mood, decided to stop the show for the night. He rose and stretched langually and made his good nights and went off to his guard position. He made sure that he chose a tree that was not only a good vantage point to surveying their surroundings, but also one that gave him a good view of Lancelot. Here he would sit all night and watch for attacking woads and for signs of erotic dreams from Lancelot! Tristan loved the night! And tonight would be extra special to him! TBC.....