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bitchprince) wrote2011-02-07 07:02 pm
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Arthur's Chambers, Citadel, Camelot, Monday Morning Fandom Time
The whole mess was over and done with, and now Arthur had even managed to sweep the last scraps of trouble under the rug. It had been trying, and it had been bloody dangerous, and how could he have been so stupid to begin with?
He had all this adrenaline still coursing through his body, and the morning's training had only taken the edge off. So now that things had been settled, and spoken through with his father, he was in his room. Prying bits of rock off the wall with his sword.
While brooding.
This was a spectacular combination.
[[ for a wizard, and sp ]]
He had all this adrenaline still coursing through his body, and the morning's training had only taken the edge off. So now that things had been settled, and spoken through with his father, he was in his room. Prying bits of rock off the wall with his sword.
While brooding.
This was a spectacular combination.
[[ for a wizard, and sp ]]
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He was rambling, he was aware of it. "I just don't--" He cut himself off.
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So maybe he was feeling a little clingy today. Shhh.
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It was almost graceful! If nearly flopping over onto Arthur's chest counted as grace.
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His fingers slipped back into Merlin's hair, where they stayed; Arthur's eyes slipped shut and he tilted his head a little, deepening the kiss.
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Yes, he just realized this.
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He reached down for a cursory grope of Merlin's arse, now that the worst fraughtness had dissipated.
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Merlin just gave him a look, tugging on Arthur's jacket to help it off. "Oh, like you're any better with your spreadsheets."
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And then let his hands drift for Merlin's, to tug that one off, too.
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Rolling his eyes, Merlin pushed him back down against the bed. "I'm sure they'd agree."
Really.
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Arthur took hold of Merlin's shirt this time, kissing him back with his knuckles brushing against bare skin.
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