Faith Hope and Charity

Chapter 23........A new Loxley.

The death of Vasey really had freed Guy Allan thought. His superior's tension was melting and his fuse was becoming longer. Though he was never going to be exactly Mr Sunshine to anyone but Lady Charity.

Ahh yes. Lady Charity......... They were in Nottinghamshire now and Giz was quite clearly thinking of his imminent reunion with the woman he loved. His crotch was bulging fit to bust.
' You and me both mate'. Allan mused as thoughts of his Niamh with her warm voluptuous body, dark groin melting eyes and full edible lips set his cock stiffening rapidly.

They were close to home now and stopped at Loxley to see how the new Manor was progressing. It wouldn't be ready for several months yet but it was coming on a treat and it was a very good humoured group that finally approached Bonchurch Lodge.

Allan shouted out as he saw Niamh coming across the yard with an armful of clean dry clothes.
' Hello darlin' ! Go and tell Lady G His Nibs is home would you love. Then how about you and me going mushroom picking in the forest eh ?'

He raised his eyebrow suggestively and Niamh gave him a look that told him she knew that fungi were the last thing on his mind.
'I'll meet you at the stables with my basket then' . She flirted and sashayed into the house.
Charity was sewing baby clothes and her heart beat faster as she saw Niamh's face. Only one person made her friend glow like this.

' The men are here aren't they ?!' She said in elation and Niamh nodded happily.
' Go and join your Allan then sweetheart'. Charity hugged her and went outside to await her own beloved.

She saw Allan and Niamh running arm in arm into the trees giggling like 2 children and she felt a swell of affection for them both.

Three of Guy's guard walked past saluting their Lord's Lady as they went on their way. And beyond them there he was. Her Knight in Black Leather striding purposefully towards her his face splitting into a breathtaking smile.
She had never been more aware of anyone than she was of him. If she did have a sixth sense then that was in full use where Guy was concerned.
There was no way to describe how she 'felt' him. As if she was 'seeing' him with more than her physical eyes.

His strong arms wrapped around her. 'It's over'. He told her. 'He's dead and buried'.
' Thanks be to G*d'. Charity whispered. And sighed as that beautiful mouth lowered onto hers.
Right now the feeling of his lips and tongue on hers and his hands reintroducing themselves to her body were her whole world and she lost herself in it.

' I've been having the most amazing carnal thoughts about you ever since we passed Peterborough'. He purred into her ear. ' Let's go upstairs so I can show them to you'...................


Charity's gown was on the floor almost as soon as the bedroom door closed now Guy pulled her shift over her head and let that fall too.
His eyes feasted hungrily on her exquisite body. Her belly always soft and tender now swelled just a little more as the baby within grew.

Drawing her to his still clothed body Guy bent to take a stiffening nipple in his mouth and Charity moaned breathlessly as one hand cupped the breast while the other stroked over her tiny emerging bump.
' Are you both well ?' He rumbled against her flesh. ' Very well thank you My Lord.' She answered in a whimper. ' Though Rowena says I will not feel him move for a month yet'. ' He ?' Guy asked in delight. ' You think we have a boy ?'

Charity sighed. ' I really don't know yet. I just can't refer to my baby as 'It' can I ? Does this mean you'll be angry with me if I dare to 'fail' you with a girl ?'
And she moved a pace away from him in annoyance.

Guy drew her back into his chest with one arm cupping her face with the other. His eyes were warmer and more full of tenderness than she could have ever been expected of the dark, haunted figure she had first seen in the Castle courtyard with Vasey.

' You could never fail me My Darling'. He told her lovingly. ' You've given me everything. Your love, my life and my soul back and now a child. As long as you're both alive and well I don't care if he's a boy or she's a girl.........Now for pity's sake are you going to let me have my way with your body before I burst ?'

Charity moved to the bed and lay back on the pillows smiling seductively. ' As My Lord wishes'.

Guy stripped off quickly leather hitting the floor at regular intervals until he stood naked, imposing and erect in every way.

He crawled onto the bed and picked up one of Charity's little feet. 'Now about those carnal thoughts. It's better if I show them to you rather than waste words. What do you think ?' And he began to plant soft kisses onto first one instep and then the other.
A trail of the lightest kisses moved up the inside of each leg stopping at the base of the thighs. As she moaned in frustration he moved onto kissing her belly swirling his tongue through her navel. He took his goblet of wine and poured a few drops of the deep red liquid into the indentation bending to suck it out.

Charity gave a happy giggle. ' Do that again'. And Guy finished the goblet in this way Charity purring like a contented kitten.

Now he leaned her forward over a pile of cushions and admired her soft rounded buttocks. Letting his hands roam across the twin globes.
' You've got the lushest a**e. He growled and she gave a pule of surprised pleasure as his tongue began to lick over and around the puckered hole. Strong teeth just nipping at the plump flesh.
One hand was tracing over her thighs and drew a mewl of rapture as one of his long fingers slid between her nether lips moaning against her a**e .
' F**k Angel you're so wet. Can't waste that'.

And he tipped her into a semi orgasm of amazement as his tongue and lips now lapped and drank at the nectar flowing freely from her throbbing p***y and his juice coated finger delicately probed her a**s.
' Oh Guy !' She whimpered. ' That feels so terribly naughty......it's ....Ahhhhhh!'. And a full blown orgasm hit her filling Guy's ears with her unrestrained sobs of ecstacy.
It flowed straight to his already aching cock which was now weeping with anticipation.
' Shall I take you like this Angel ?' He asked through the haze of her now spent climax. 'Or do you want to be on your back ?'

Charity moved the cushions aside so she could lie back holding her arms out to Guy. ' I want to see you as you f**k me'. She murmured softly. ' My beautiful, wonderful man'.
And she mewled out as he entered her, her legs hooking round his, arms on his back holding him close as he thrust in and out of her .

They had both yearned so much for this moment that it was not long before they were both crying out shuddering together into blissed out peace.

Still joined , breath coming in hot sweaty gasps they stroked each other's faces and kissed tenderly.
' Welcome home My Darling Lord'. Said Charity sweetly.

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4 Months later.........October.

Loxley Manor was ready. And the first of a new generation of Gisbornes would be born there in 2 months time. A house warming party had been organised for which Charity was allowed to do no more than supervise. By order of her hight protective husband.
Niamh's every move was being closely watched by her husband too having just found herself to be 4 months with child.
It was a joke between them that they found this child 'while picking mushrooms'.

' For f**k sake A Dale'. Guy snarled exasperated by his friend's inattention. 'She isn't about to break'.
Charity put a gentle hand on Allan's arm. 'What he says is true Allan. Niamh's a strong girl. But you pay no heed to Mr Grumpy there. He's just as bad with me.
And of course you're concerned for them both. It's normal'.
And she shared a happy smile with her friend and now fellow Mother to Be.


The party was for the people of Loxley who had been so kind after the fire that had destroyed the old house including the former outlaw band.
Charity and Niamh were delighted to see Djaq looking so well and happy with her handsome young carpenter who had done a lot of the work on the house.

The Sheriff Sir Henry and Lady Agatha Merton were there as Guy's guests. The 2 men, though far from friends had reached a level of mutual respect which was probably the furthest they would get.
More than could be said for their wives. Agatha was bitterly jealous of Charity and her sweet, charming innocence that hid such strength.

Her feelings for Gisborne were becoming more mixed by the day. She desired him fiercely. He was such a handsome brute with those piercing blue eyes and that aquiline profile accentuated by stubble and his snug fitting leather couldn't hide how well built he was from broad shoulders right down to his boots.

But he offended the ascetic sensibilities bred into her from her Mother's breast. He had too much animal vitality to be decent. He might have repented of all he did for Vasey. Might have been working well for Merton to drag Nottingham back from Vasey's mire but he was too self assured, too arrogant.
Henry went to confession and Mass everyday. Was constantly fighting against the sins of his flesh. The thought of Gisborne battling the temptations of the flesh and doing penance when he failed might have been laughable. If she'd been a laughing woman.

Her own confessions of late were filled with Gisborne. Not all the cold baths, rose thorns pushed into her flesh or fasting had made the slightest difference to her wanting the man.

Then a thought came to her and would not be dismissed. Church law said that a man and wife should not have sex during pregnancy.

Of course she knew that Gisborne would not take any notice of such things as Church law and it was obvious from Charity's satisfied glow that her needs were still being amply met despite her condition.
But she could still pretend that she thought that Gisborne was a man is frustrated torment.
And she made her way over to find her quarry. He was talking with that travesty of a priest Father Tuck. Just the sort of lax cleric Gisborne would like too.

Allan was talking with Will and saw Lady Merton hovering close to Giz. He nudged the carpenter. ' Let's move ourselves over there Mate'. Will looked at him puzzled. ' What are you up to A Dale ?'
' Humour me eh ?' Said Allan giving his best puppy dog expression'. So they moved closer to Guy and Father Tuck.
' Do you see Lady Merton hanging around over there ? Well it's plain as the nose on Giz's face that she's sweet on him. An' I reckon that she thinks her chances are up cos Lady G's got such a belly on her now'.

Will looked fuming. 'What You reckon he'll fall for that ? And you want to stop him. Blimey he's the limit'. He shook his head'.
Allan chuckled. ' You're joking aren't you ?! He fancies Lady G more than ever now she's having his baby. No it's Madam there I wanna stop. He'll turn her down and then she might go bleating to her own man and ruin things for him.
He's worked hard and earned that pardon Will. I can't see it stolen from him and his family now'.

The moved closer still as Father Tuck patted his friend's arm and told him Must go and pay my respects to your Lady'.
Agatha slid into the gap. Unaware that she was being over heard.

' Good evening Sir Guy'. She gave the ghost of a smile. He bowed. ' Lady Merton'.
' The new manor looks splendid'. She went on with difficulty. She found small talk a problem and Guy was no expert at it either. There was a painful silence.

' Lady Gisborne looks well'. She managed. ' Thank you'. He replied shortly
' It must be a frustrating time for you though'. She warmed to her subject.
' I just mean. with not being allowed to sleep with your Lady. My Lord thought my pregnancies went on forever'.

Guy looked at her and found her hard to read. This cold fish of a woman couldn't be trying to get him into bed surely ?
It would have been a bad idea even if he'd not been so set in total fidelity to his Charity. This was the wife of the man who held his future in his hands'.

He tried to be polite but she was getting on his nerves. ' Your husband knows that I think very little of celibate clerics telling me when I may or may not make love with my wife. Especially at a time when she's especially desirable. I'm sorry to hear that Merton didn't think the same of you.........Would you excuse me please'.

He found Charity and Niamh chatting happily with Father Tuck. Allan came up and put a hand on his back.
' Don't worry. Me and Will heard Lady M. If she starts making trouble for you we'll back you up. You'd best tell Lady G the truth.'
Guy looked horrified. 'No. She can handle it'. Said Allan firmly. 'She knows you love her'.


Back in their bed at Loxley at last that night Guy put his cheek against Charity's bulging belly talking softly to his child within. They were both sure he was a boy.

' Good night Master Gisborne'. He whispered. Let your Mother sleep a little tonight won't you. And I'll try to control myself too'.

Charity sighed. It really does feel as though my body's been taken over at the moment and I must be as desirable to you as................'

' A goddess'. Guy finished for her. ' Not the word I was thinking of'. Charity shook her head.

' But it is my word for you'. Guy kissed her tenderly. ' I look at your lovely body preparing to give life to our child and I 'm pole axed by it all.
I didn't think anything could make me love and desire you more. But this has.'

This was his moment. Now or never. ' Lady Merton came to see me at the party and it sounded like she was propositioning me.' Charity looked terrified.

' Of course I made it clear that I'm not interested. ' He assured her.

' But what about when I'm in confinement ? And when I've given birth and don't want sex for a while. What then ?'

Guy pulled her close. ' There's more to being with you than sex'. He said softly. although I've never enjoyed it more than I do with you.
I 'm happy just being in your company. If I can hold you, talk to you, laugh and kiss with you then that will be enough until you're ready again.
I don't want any one else. And especially not an ice cold b***h like Agatha Merton'.

Just to prove the point he just held her close all through the night.

TBC