Merlin/Arthur, Storm
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gin_tonicYay! Merlin drabbles! (The title of these proves, once again, that I suck at titles... :P) Let's pretend it's still the 15th in my part of the world...
Title: Storm
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gin_tonic
Fandom/Pairing/Prompt: Merlin, Merlin/Arthur, Water/Emotions/First Kiss
Rating: R
Word Count: 300 - 3x100
Summary: There is a storm. And rain. And Merlin and Arthur are in it. Oh yes.
Disclaimer: Not mine, just playing.
"Merlin! Merlin, I command you to stop!" Arthur yells as he runs after Merlin, not minding the rain and that his voice is barely audible over the storm. Merlin, of course, ignores him, just like he has been doing ever his eyes turned golden and he made the air crackle.
Arthur's run turns into a sprint and he catches up with Merlin, grabbing him and slamming him against a tree. They are panting, water running down their faces, dropping from their noses.
"I … I'm sorry," Merlin gasps, looking ashamed.
"I don't care, "Arthur says and crushes their mouths together.
It takes Merlin two whole seconds to react, to kiss Arthur back. His heart his beating wildly in his chest, his blood is roaring in his ears, blinding out everything that is not Arthur and him. Merlin clutches at Arthur, tries to pull him even closer. He doesn't want to let go, not after he thought that he had lost him.
Their kisses become more desperate, and somehow Arthur manages to wedge his knee between Merlin's legs. He can feel Arthur's arousal and presses himself against his prince. The friction makes him gasp and he knows it won't take long.
Afterwards Arthur gently kisses raindrops off of Merlin's face and Merlin smiles at him. It takes all that Arthur has to step away from Merlin, but he leaves his hand on Merlin's, refuses to let go until there is no other way, until they will be back in Camelot.
It is a long way and neither of them is in a hurry. Slowly they make their way through the woods, hands clasped, shoulders bumping once in a while. After a while Arthur mumbles something that sounds like "Idiot" and Merlin responds, equally quiet, with "Prat". Everything will be good. Eventually.
Title: Storm
Author:
gin_tonicFandom/Pairing/Prompt: Merlin, Merlin/Arthur, Water/Emotions/First Kiss
Rating: R
Word Count: 300 - 3x100
Summary: There is a storm. And rain. And Merlin and Arthur are in it. Oh yes.
Disclaimer: Not mine, just playing.
"Merlin! Merlin, I command you to stop!" Arthur yells as he runs after Merlin, not minding the rain and that his voice is barely audible over the storm. Merlin, of course, ignores him, just like he has been doing ever his eyes turned golden and he made the air crackle.
Arthur's run turns into a sprint and he catches up with Merlin, grabbing him and slamming him against a tree. They are panting, water running down their faces, dropping from their noses.
"I … I'm sorry," Merlin gasps, looking ashamed.
"I don't care, "Arthur says and crushes their mouths together.
It takes Merlin two whole seconds to react, to kiss Arthur back. His heart his beating wildly in his chest, his blood is roaring in his ears, blinding out everything that is not Arthur and him. Merlin clutches at Arthur, tries to pull him even closer. He doesn't want to let go, not after he thought that he had lost him.
Their kisses become more desperate, and somehow Arthur manages to wedge his knee between Merlin's legs. He can feel Arthur's arousal and presses himself against his prince. The friction makes him gasp and he knows it won't take long.
Afterwards Arthur gently kisses raindrops off of Merlin's face and Merlin smiles at him. It takes all that Arthur has to step away from Merlin, but he leaves his hand on Merlin's, refuses to let go until there is no other way, until they will be back in Camelot.
It is a long way and neither of them is in a hurry. Slowly they make their way through the woods, hands clasped, shoulders bumping once in a while. After a while Arthur mumbles something that sounds like "Idiot" and Merlin responds, equally quiet, with "Prat". Everything will be good. Eventually.
