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Undisciplined and Lonely is back ON!
New chapter alert, I hope y'all like it! I might not post as rapidly as I did a few months ago, but i'll try my best to conclude this fic! Read the whole thing here!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/60382726
New chapter! (I'm taking a wee break for now so I can relax a bit and get ahead on what comes next!)
"Easier said than done" He scoffed. "You are my weakness Eloise, I cannot help it"
Caelia exhaled. In another life, she would have loved hearing those words, but it was a bad omen in this one. Even worse than that, she felt the same about him.
"And you are mine" She breathed out.
They contemplated the trouble that they allowed themselves to fall into. Sure, it was their fault for indulging into their feelings, but what would have been the alternative? They had suffered long enough, and it had distracted them just the same.
"We can't tell Harry about this" Merlin exhaled.
"Harry is not stupid, he'll notice"
"What do you propose then?
"I don't know, let's keep this whole thing a secret for now. We'll think of something"
https://archiveofourown.org/works/60382726
(For some reasons, I cannot post the link normally, so it'll have to be it for now!)
New chapter posted!
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Undisciplined and Lonely (39289 words) by Overwhelmed_Laura Chapters: 40/? Fandom: Kingsman (Movies) Rating: Mature Relationship: Merlin (Kingsman)/Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Protective Merlin (Kingsman), Not Kingsman: The Golden Circle Compliant, Slow Burn, Age Difference, Mutual Pining, Forbidden Love, Friends to Lovers, Undercover Missions, Hurt/Comfort, Secret Relationship Summary: Merlin always has been a meticulously organized and professional man. As the Kingsman's technical expert, he has an eye on everything and everyone at all times, and it includes agent Caelia.
"I am sorry for keeping you away from this operation, Merlin. I truly am"
"Well, being sorry doesn't fix anything, nor will it save a life, won't it?"
Once again, Harry left the dust to fall back down. He slowly stepped towards the technical expert's desk, despite his cold demeanor.
"Here" He handed a tablet to Merlin.
The man only looked at the screen. It was broadcasting the body cam of an agent on the field. Carefully, he grabbed it so he could get a better look at it.
"Who is it?"
"Eggsy"
"What? Where is he?"
"We located agent Caelia" The first words had the effect of a drum into Merlin's ears. "He insisted to be part of the rescue team, they're going in sneak"
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"I expect your upmost discretion on this, yeah?"
"Of course Merlin, you can tell me anything"
The older man hesitated. Eggsy was great under pressure, and he was loyal, no doubt about it... however, he was a bit immature when it came to such things.
"It's about Caelia, there is something I can't tell Harry" He begun hesitantly, already having second thoughts about the person he chose to make this confidence.
"Fucking get on with it!"
"She- I, uh... Well..." He paused, clenching his jaw. "We are... involved with each others" His voice got quieter by the end.
Eggsy only stared wide-eyed, his lips slightly parted.
"It sort of happened while we were in Paris. Harry can't know about it, and I'm fucking worried for her safety" Merlin over-explained to keep his mind from thinking too much about it, to fill the awkward silence.
Finally, the young man spoke, but it was exactly as he feared.
"You must be kidding me!" He laughed, his voice too high for Merlin's taste. "Caelia? You're one lucky bastard!
"Eggsy, keep your voice down" The man pressed.
"How are you 'involved' exactly?" His smile was boyish, almost mocking. "First base? Second Base? Third base?"
"It's none of your business" Merlin hissed.
"I thought you wanted my help mate, It's my business now"
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Gunshots echoed behind him, and he avoided every bullets as the dirt and dust lifted around him.
He stopped for a second behind another building, the closest one that was in fact quite far from where he had started. He caught his breath, but he knew that there was no time to waste. Looking around, he was pretty sure that there was a road up ahead, and there seemed to be quite enough places to hide on the way.
When he started running again, he made sure to hide himself behind any obstacles he could find, hoping that there would not be other mens showing up in front of him.
Merlin would run, he would not die like this.
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Caelia opened her eyes, her vision was blurry and her head was throbbing.
She could not make out much of her surroundings because of how dark it was. There was a faint light coming from the barricaded windows of whatever place she was in. At the very least, she seemed to be alone.
The ground was cold, hard, dirty and wet. Her wrists and ankles were tied with a scratchy kind of rope.
She debated whether she should call for help, but it was most likely a bad idea, and a useless one at that. The longest she was left alone in this unknown room, the better. As soon as her captors would know that she was awake, she might suffer.
She could tell by the bruises all over her arms and shoulders that she had not been handled carefully.
Merlin.
Where was he? Was he safe?
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Merlin came back to consciousness with the cold water that had been thrown to his face. It was nothing like the few previous perfect mornings that he just experienced with Caelia ever since they left London.
His vision was blurry, but he already could tell that he was not in the house anymore. He had a hard time taking in a full breath, someone with black clothes and an empty bucket in their hands walked out without saying a single word.
It was dark all around, and there was a wooden chair a few inches from where he was sitting himself. His hands were tied behind his back, and he could not move his legs either.
Merlin could smell blood from under his nose, and the feeling of a sort of dried up liquid on his face told him that it was most likely his.
Where was he?
And most importantly, where was Caelia? Was she safe?
The creaking sound of a door closing shut told him that he might be about to find out.
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Two short and worrying chapters are out! (I am not sorry)
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"What time is it?"
"It's almost time for dinner, we should get ready" Merlin smiled, bringing one hand to Caelia's soft cheek.
"What time is it?" The young woman insisted.
"It's 5PM"
"We're not expected until 6" She gave a wicked smile.
"Meaning?" The man raised one brow.
"You know exactly what I mean" Caelia bit her bottom lip. "This bed is awfully comfortable, I would hate to wait for tonight to test it to it's fullest"
Merlin leaned in for a kiss, a deep groan coming from the back of his throat.
"Is that so? I would be happy to indulge, lass"
The young woman was desperately in need of something hard and quick this time, something to take her mind off the mission. She had been terribly stressed all day, and she knew that Merlin would be up to the task.
This was only the second time they would get to be intimate, it was still uncharted territories for the both of them.
There was so much to discover about each others, it was thrilling. An hour would leave plenty of time to get laid and show up like nothing happened.
Merlin undressed her like a Christmas gift, the same amazed and thirsty look on his face.
"I want you, right now" Caelia begged him.
"Is that so?" He pulled on her thighs, his nails possessively digging into her skin.
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I am alive!
For anyone who is following my Merlin fic, I am still making progress on it behind the scenes! I just so happen to feel inspiration about later parts of the story, and I can't seem to be motivated about the part where I am at just now. I hope y'all understand, and if anyone wants to read it until then, here is the link! :
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And obviously, I am very busy at work since it's the holidays and it is our busiest time of the year! I might have a bit of free time to write this weekend hopefully.
New chapter!
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"Oh please, do tell me you're planning to join us" Andrea brought one hand to the young woman's forearm. "I know that you were supposed to stay in Paris for the whole week as well, but we would love to have you both by our side"
"We would be honoured to join you, I go where business goes" Merlin assured.
His words seemed innocent, but Caelia almost laughed at the double meaning.
"This is lovely, I am so glad to hear it"
Their assignment was going to move elsewhere, they would have to notify Harry as soon as possible.
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New chapter coming today!
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"Hello?"
"Good morning Mister Blair, I sure hope I am not disturbing you" The lady on the other end asked politely.
Merlin looked down to the half-naked woman in his arms, a sly grin on the corner of his mouth.
"No, it's alright. What is it about?"
"We wanted to inform you that another room is available if you wish to get back to your original planning"
The man had to contain his amusement. It seemed like it was much too late for that.
"What is it?" Caelia whispered.
Merlin signalled her to be patient so he could reply.
"It won't be necessary, we have managed to arrange something" He cleared his voice. "It is really kind of you to offer, but we will let somebody else take it"
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Thank you all for the support!
22,310 words, 4 comments, 9 Kudos, 1 Bookmark and 112 hits on Ao3! This feels like an achievement to me. Thank you to everyone who has been following the updates on my fic so far, and welcome to anyone who might like to join! The adventure is still going, many twists are coming!
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Leaving a trail of kisses along her neck and shoulders, he made his way down to her breast.
"You are gorgeous, darling" Merlin pulled on the straps of her dress with one hand, keeping the other roaming on her waist and stomach.
"This is not... We shouldn’t- Oh god" Caelia breathed out.
"What do you want?" He interrupted his caresses. "You only have to tell me, and I’ll stop"
"I want you so bad Merlin, but we can’t" She whined, every inches of her body burning under his touch.
The young woman's head was spinning, and her heart stung painfully in her chest. She truly wanted him, more than she allowed herself to admit.
"Nobody has to know" He came back to kiss her neck and cheeks. "It could be our little secret"
"We're already playing with fire, I don't want to get you in trouble"
"I am a grown man Caelia, I can live with the consequences of my actions. You're more than worth it lass"
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