Finally Home

I'm Right Here

Merlin's

"Are you going to choose any time soon? I mean we do have all the time in the world but... Please!"

"So she can beg." The wolfish grin was like a heat wave to my tingling core.

I couldn't say anything. I wasn't even registering, I wasn't expecting that.

Clearing his throat. "Yes, I was just figuring out what I wanted to watch."

He was kind of stiff, I don't know if he was cold, I doubt it, but still. "Are you cold?" As I get up and grab my big blanket and lay it open covering him and getting under it. He seemed to relax and so did I. He looked at me. "What, now?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, are you used to not using your magic?"

I look at the sealing. "I think being by myself for so long has made me realize that if I make my actual self useful it gets less boring." I chuckle.

For some reason, the air got lighter and we were able to enjoy our first TV show together. We laugh at the ridiculousness and triviality of it. We watched TV until we fell asleep.

Suddenly, my breathing was ragged, I was running again, alone, surrounded by darkness. All of a sudden I got in the middle of a lake. I woke up as I screamed while the lake sucked me up. I was agitated and slightly sweaty. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. I didn't want to wake Ban up, so I teleported to the bathroom and took a shower. It's not that I have the best night's sleep, but I would sleep in and out for at least four hours. This nightmare reappeared tonight after so many years. I thought I got rid of it. Damn it! What is it that triggered this shit? I finished and went back to bed, it was dark but I knew my room like the palm of my hand. I lay on my back and close my eyes with a sigh.

"What was that?"

I open my eyes to find Ban's crimson eyes glancing at me, inquisitive. I was startled and gasped. "Fuck Ban!"

"Now you're scared? What the fuck Merlin?" He snarled.

"You just caught me off guard"

He frowns again. "Off guard? You? That's new. Do you want to tell me about it?"

I didn't say anything. He growls so deep my skin curls. I know how stubborn he was, I need him to let it go, the quicker the better. Or at least for now.

"It was just a bad dream, I guess I was too worried tonight. Something happened before you came. I think I kept thinking about it without even knowing it. It will go away. I'm ok, don't worry about it." My hand went to his cheek automatically, he tenses a bit and then lets it go. Good. "Sleep, we need to get you a new body wash, don't want to waste mine on your little body." Even in the dark, I knew he could see me smiling and he let it go.

"Right" He chuckles and softens a little. "You know I'm here for you, right? I always will. No need to fight alone." It was his hand now on my cheek, his warmth soothing, his words comforting, his touch intimate. I was shocked but it was what my body needed and I let it enjoy it. His thumb graced my bottom lip, and he leaned and kissed my forehead tenderly. Without my concern, a lonely tear ran down my temple to disappear between the strands of hair. I took a weak breath and looked away. Ban sighed and in a swift motion, he pulled me close to him. Now he was spooning me, my back tightly pressed to his broad and cozy chest. There was nothing sexual in his touch now. It was exactly what my heart and soul needed, how could he know? It was overwhelming, pure, sincere, intimate, and close, reassuring. So much my eyes couldn't bear it and I was flooded with tears as my fears were watched away and I fell into the deepest sleep I've ever fallen in thousands of years.

Narrator's

The next morning Merling woke up radiant and well rested between Ban's arms. They fit like a puzzle, so perfect for each other. She didn't remember the last time she slept until almost noon. She was so comfortable in his arms, his heartbeat like the perfect lullaby to calm her soul, and her heart, and help her drift far away until she forgot everything. He woke up the moment she tried to get out of his grip. A reassuring smile on his face, not flirty or sexual, and she was okay with that. She was sure there was nothing like that between them. They didn't talk about what happened, about that silent promise he made and how she accepted. The day ran smoothly, they walked the city and visited some stores for Ban to have a few other outfits and a body wash, of course. She could feast her eyes on the personal sex on a stick display that was Ban's mesmerizing body. "By the gods! How was she going to endure this torture? Her mouth slightly opens her tongue ready to lick her lips at the marvelous sight of his divinely sculpted proportions. When he looks so good with or without anything, he is like the perfect supermodel. Almost seven feet tall, built ideally to fuck you up badly, or let's say really good.

"Are you here Mer?" He caught her lost in her thoughts. Looking concerned.

"Yes, sorry." She cleared her throat pretending she was just distracted.

"Are you worried about something?" Leaning closer the tip of their fingers slightly intertwining.

"I'm okay, Ban. No need to worry." But without even thinking she was leaning, even more, her skin seeking his touch. Now that she finally has him so close, she didn't want to do anything to scare him off. She thought that if she let her sin get the most out of her it would be so bad. She will not be able to stop ever, it would never be enough. No matter how many times she could touch him, how many nights she sleeps cuddling in his safe warmth. " Are we done playing dress-up?" She sighs and barely smiles, not being able to avoid the uncertain feeling.

With his free hand, he pulled her close. She was surprised but mentally exhausted to put up a fight. "I will let this one slide. I don't know what is going on inside that overthinker brain of yours, because I know there is something." Lifting her chin. "But I'm not that patient, not about this." He looked as his thumb brushed her bottom lip and she couldn't help but slightly quiver. He noticed and smirked. He knew what he was doing. Letting her go he went inside the dressing room. When they were done it was already late. They finally made it to the apartment, not before doing some groceries.

Days go by relaxing, enjoying each other's company as close friends, nothing else. They will share the table, and the bed and they will sleep close to each other but never talk about anything, fearing the worst.

"It's ok as it is." Merling will tell herself.

While Ban will be beating himself up for not being brave enough to come clean and tell her how he feels. But for how long? His patient was reaching his limit.

"How about you take a break from the kitchen for once? We can go to Sinners and have dinner." Merlin asked from the lounge chair close to the private pool on the terrace.

Ban swims toward her and leans on the edge, his muscles shining his tan flawless. He watched her body, glowing in the tiniest swimsuit he has ever seen. She insisted it was enough coverage for her. While he thought the poor top looked like it was about to snap, the plumpness of her breast barely held. And the bottom did nothing to cover just her front. A killer thong, thin straps on the side disappearing in that big tight ass that was screaming for a rough grab, for a smack, for a bite.

" I don't mind cooking for you Mer. You know I enjoy cooking. But if you are already tired, it's alright." She looked up before laughing out loud. Ban took in the image, it was even more captivating, the sound of her laugh was music to his ears. But right now he wanted to make her sound completely different. He shrugged, "I'm just sayin', you can be honest."

She closed her book and stood up, displaying all her sensuous and voluptuous body. Swaying her hips like a hypnotizing pendulum, making him do an extremely superhuman effort not to shred that little attempt of swimsuit and fuck her right there and then. " Aren't you the one getting bored of me already?" She crouched in front of him, caressing under his chin and making him lift it. "Come on little fox, let me treat you tonight." He growls on the low, his cheeks getting a little red. There was the usual dominatrix attitude. He thought she was getting comfortable again, but now his cock was the one feeling uncomfortable screaming to be free and buried in that wet heat that shouted his name. She felt powerful, sassy, and sexy and she loved the way he makes her feel. She wanted more, that was clear. Will he be willing to give it to her?

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