#magicmishapsmer

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They went out hunting: Arthur, Merlin and a party of knights. They were a lively party, calling to and fro and spurring their horses to prancing. Peace was a play in which they were newly cast.

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Merlin had not taken into account the possibility of aphrodisiacs and Arthur's proclivity for being poisoned.

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Someone has to drink from the chalice, and this time its contents are worse than poison. Merlin isn't sure he can trust himself to make the sacrifice this time, but the consequences of letting Arthur drink a love potion might be even worse.

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Arthur just doesn’t understand why the magical community at large is so invested in his love life.

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Merlin has been the prince's manservant for only about a week when he first sees it . . . the odd swell at the base of Arthur's cock.

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It makes Arthur pause, warm with fond remembrances of finding poor lads in such a state, these boys that were so suddenly affected by the pollen when the flowers popped open underfoot. You could find these boys writhing all over Camelot’s woods, sometimes just freshly heated, ripe, untouched by any other.

WARNINGS: age difference (underage as well) and extremely dubious consent

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Merlin takes Arthur's pain with unexpected consequences.