Can I send in a Merwin prompt?---So since V-Day, Kingsman been down 3 or 4 agents, right? Eggsy's taken over as Galahad, blah blah blah, fast forward to training day with the new recruits. Eggsy hears a certain Scot tell a bratty recruit to "whisper it in his ear" and gets a little jealous <3
(Jealous Eggsy is the best Eggsy! Hope you enjoy! <3)
“Ohno, ye don’t talk to me like that,” Merlin deadpanned, his brogue thicker as heaccentuated each word with eerie calmness. “If ye have something to say, yecome whisper it in my ear.”
Fuckif those words didn’t go straight to Eggsy’s dick. He lingered behind Merlin,clipboard clutched in his hands, jaw clenched as he watched the pale-facedrecruit—Colin—regret his decision to snark at the wizard. Unlike Eggsy, who hadwalked straight up to Merlin to tell him just what he was thinking, Colinhesitated.
Aftera floundering few seconds, Colin gathered his nerves and stomped over toMerlin, leaning in close to complain about the recent training exercise they’djust performed. Since the number of recruits had been raised to twenty-four,four new spots needing to be filled after V-Day, the amount and severity of theexercises had quadrupled; it was also why Eggsy had volunteered to assistMerlin, or at least, that was what Eggsy was going with—it most certainlywasn’t because he wanted an excuse to be next to the handler.
Overthe last year the world had slowly begun to right its self after the events ofValentine’s Day. Harry was discovered in a hospital in Kentucky and broughthome to recover at Kingsman Estate. After six long months he returned as thenew Arthur. Eggsy had taken the mantel of Galahad, and along with Lancelot andthe other surviving agents, had spent the better part of the year going onlittle sleep and trying to keep the world from further burning away.
Nowthat the ash had settled and it looked like the world was rising from therubble, Kingsman could focus on replacing the lost agents.
Eggsytightened his grip on his clipboard, mentally explaining to himself that hecouldn’t hurl it at Colin’s head. Colin didn’t need to be that close to Merlinto whisper in his ear. And he sure as hell didn’t need to remain there thatlong.
Eggsywasn’t stupid, nor was he blind; all of Kingsman could see that Colin had alittle crush on Merlin—and really, who could blame him? Eggsy had had one sincehis recruitment days. Merlin was a tall glass of whiskey dressed in a cashmeresweater. He was long legs and broad shoulders, and fucking hell every time hetalked his voice performed the tango over Eggsy’s nerves.
Therewas a betting pool going around for how long it would take Colin to break downand try to put a move on Merlin. Eggsy refused to participate.
“It’sunprofessional,” he had said as Roxy rolled her eyes and slapped down fiftyquid on three weeks.
Eggsy couldn’t seeMerlin’s face, but he did see how his shoulders tensed and his head turnedslightly, almost leaning in, and something dark and vial opened up in Eggsy’schest.
“Get yer punk arseto the showers now Colin,” Eggsy yelled, startling both Colin and Merlin.
Colin shot Eggsy afurious glare, cheeks flushed, and for a second it looked like he might saysomething. Eggsy wished he would, wished the little shit would run his mouth,because then Eggsy would have an excuse to wipe that smug look right off hisface.
“Go Colin,” Merlinordered, his tone not betraying what was exchanged between the two.
Colin huffed andstomped off, shooting Eggsy a final glare before he vanished into the estate.
Eggsy fumed, bodyvibrating with suppressed irritation as he glowered at Merlin’s back. “Y’ dothat bit every time a tight arse walks into this place? This look like thefucking Love Connection, bruv?”
Merlin turnedaround, fierce gray eyes darkened to nearly black with silent anger, and ittook all of Eggsy’s will-power not to take a step back. “No Galahad, ye knowwhat ye have to do if ye have something to complain about. Come here now.”
Eggsy clenched hisjaw and walked over to Merlin. He held the clipboard closely at his side as hestood on his toes and whispered harshly into Merlin’s ear, “Either shag him orstop yankin’ his chain, but I ain’t gonna stand here anymore and watch y’ twoeye fuck while we’ve got work to do.”
“And why would Iwant to shag a boy who looks like he barely just got out of nappies?” Merlindrawled out.
That’s what Eggsywould want to know. Eggsy lowered himself, matching Merlin’s glare with hisown. “I don’t know, y’ tell me. Yer the one having him whisper in yer ear.”
He wasn’t jealous.He totally didn’t care who Merlin was fucking or wanted to fuck or that Merlinhadn’t once taken any of Eggsy’s hints. So what if Merlin ignored Eggsy’s everyattempt at seducing him?
Merlin studiedEggsy, his expression never wavering from murder, and Eggsy had to fight theurge to squirm under the scrutinizing stare. Merlin leaned forward, lipsghosting over the shell of Eggsy’s ear, and whispered, “Jealousy is a good lookon ye, Galahad.”
Eggsy sputtered.“W-wot? Fuck y’ Merlin. I ain’t jealous!”
Merlinstraightened, one eyebrow cocked. “So all those times ye were strutting aroundlike a peacock, wasn’t to get my attention?”
Eggsy flushed. “Ohpiss off, y’ wanker,” Eggsy snapped and spun around. He didn’t have to put upwith this.
A strong handcurled around his bicep and jerked him back around. Eggsy barely kept a hold ofthe clipboard as he crashed into Merlin’s hard chest. Eggsy blinked up atMerlin, dazed. Merlin smirked, one hand on Eggsy’s hip, the other possessivelygripping his arm.
“Did ye think Ididn’t notice?” Merlin asked.
Eggsy had to pryhis tongue from the roof of his mouth in order to talk. He swallowed thicklyand said, “Could’ve fooled me. Didn’t exactly see y’ responding.”
“We’re at worklad, what did ye expect me to do? Throw ye over my desk and fuck ye rightthere?”
The idea sent ashiver down Eggsy’s spine. “Yeah, that was kind of the idea.”
Merlin let out ahuff of laughter. “Ye wretched, charming boy.”
His mouth crashedinto Eggsy’s, their lips seamlessly slotting together. When Merlin kissed, itwas hot and untamed; the scrape of teeth and the stroke of his tongue, coaxingEggsy’s mouth open. Eggsy moaned, fingers going slack around the clipboard. Itslipped from his hand as he raised his arms and wrapped them around Merlin’sneck. Merlin drew him closer, his arms steel bands around Eggsy’s waist.
Merlin kissed himlike he planned on devouring Eggsy, and all Eggsy could do was serve himself upon a silver platter. He bit at Merlin’s bottom lip and sucked on his tongue,his head spinning from the lack of oxygen.
When they finallybroke apart, panting and lips swollen red, Eggsy gasped, “So are y’ fucking meor not?”
Merlin laughed—arich throaty sound that vibrated in his chest—and squeezed his arms aroundEggsy. “Aye, lad. That I am. Now get yer arse to my office.” He swatted Eggsy’srear. “Get, ye.”
Eggsy jumped, andfor once, listened. He shot Merlin a cheeky smile and made a beeline for hisoffice.
It turned outlater that Merlin won the betting pool, much to Eggsy’s surprise. He couldn’tget mad though when Merlin turned around and used the money to take him on adate. Colin was elected as the new Geraint, and he never got over his crush onMerlin. To Merlin’s amusement, Eggsy’s response was to mark his territory byleaving obvious love bites along Merlin’s neck. Colin got the picture when hecaught a half-naked Eggsy straddling Merlin’s lap at work, grinding down hardand sucking on Merlin’s throat. Merlin knew he should admonish the behavior,but rather enjoyed Eggsy’s little jealous streak.
