Beltane Eve

I've just posted Arthurian smut over in the porn battle. I managed to write a full fic in response to the prompt which meant I ran hugely overlength (because this is my ultimate OT3) so I thought I'd post the full thing here. This is not supposed to be historically accurate. Despite the evidence below, I do actually know something about post-Roman Britain, and if they did celebrate Beltane like this, no documentary evidence has survived ^_~

Title: Beltane Eve
Words: 1685
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Threesome, gratuitous Tennyson misquoting.
Summary: The prompt was Arthurian myths, Guinevere/Lancelot/Arthur, may. It's Beltane Eve, the year after Badon, and Lancelot is feeling conflicted.

( He should love Arthur as Bedwyr did, pure and absolute. )