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@ultimusdracodominus "Does that mean you are not an insensitive, pompous ass?" Merlin asked as he did a head bob towards the prince. "Because you are still a prat at best." His eyes might have lingered on the royal's lips for a few seconds. One day, he hoped he would get to actually feel what it was like to kiss them. It had been a yearning for a long while now.

Lips that curled into a snide wry smirk "No more than you are as foolish as you look. " He was always oblivious to those looks. His silly manservant, good for a laugh, but also had his back. Couldn't be the prat actually thought of Merlin in any way but an ally, and a cowardly one at that.

Except.. Except lately the pair had grown closer, and those words he'd uttered had been proven untrue time and time again. The truth was. He did care about the other , and it scared him in the ways he thought of him some times.

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True Reflections

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“Merlin” Warned the King, when his servant dare call him bossy when he was positively aflame with desire for him. But he got his way, and soon enough the lean body of his servant was baring itself before him. And oh if the blonde didn’t drink him in. From the top of his head down to the tips of his toes, blue eyes scanned over Merlin.

And then he was the one being beckoned. While normally he would have some thing to sass back with, he was in no state of mind to decline him. Soon covering the smaller form with his stronger physique. Sliding their mouths together in a deep, passionate exchange. Bodies pressed flush. The only slight reprieve from the burning ache inside was the lips upon his own.

They shouldn’t be doing this. This act was more than taboo, but he could no more stop himself then Merlin could.

He broke the kiss again to pepper more of them down the servants neck, suckling upon the flesh while his fingers explored Merlin’s skin, down his thin chest, over his taut soft belly.

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He couldn’t stop himself if he tried now. He needed this, needed Merlin in his arms. Drinking in his kisses like the sweetest wine. “ Merlin” he whispered in return while hands were frantically reaching under the other males top. Desperate to feel skin with his bare hands.

Breaking the kiss only to breathe before he’s attacking those lips again. Aggressive in his approach but needy too. And when the kiss parted a second time, it was only so he could lift Merlin with him and throw him on the bed. “ Take those shoddy clothes off! I don’t want to see a scrap of fabric on you... do I make myself clear?”

He was burning! Positively on fire and nothing was going to stop him now. Merlin was his to conquer. Rules be damned.

And while Merlin was ordered to strip, he began to peel what was left of his own clothing off.

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True Reflections

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Little did the sorcerer know that the walk to his chambers had never felt so long before, so torturous, for Arthur as well. As if the more they walked the more the eyes were upon them and he wanted desperately to be away from them, wanted to get his pretty little man servant alone and shove him against the wall and devour his lips. A hardly proper thought in the least, but the longer he spent in the others presence the more dire this need. Arthur was relieved when they had gotten back to his chambers. Out of the prying eyes of his court, of his guards, of those who would surely trying to wrestle the young King to his senses. Something he swore to himself he hadn’t lost. Despite what his uncle may think.

And then they’d slipped inside the Kings chambers and the air changed. There was a heat, a thickness calling to them. The King’s gaze almost.. predatory.. as he watched every move the other made. Merlin spoke first, and that wasn’t too strange , Arthur got quiet and Merlin’s nerves made him chatty. “ Of course not..” he was staring, intently. Almost too much so.

Arthur stood still as Merlin began to remove his chain mail , the padded jacket following suit exposing skin and the red top he wore below it. But it was then when the spell hit its peak. Being in the same room with the mirror causing all of this, he lost the last of his resolve. Pushing Merlin against the door behind him, grabbed the servant by the arm and kissed him. The kiss was hot, hungry, and full of barely restrained passion as he tugged the arm he held around him.