Arthur:
I couldn't stop myself before I kissed him. I kissed him hard, and rough. I wanted to kiss him until I was unconscious from the lack of air.
I expected him to call me a f-slur. Or things among that manner, but instead he kissed me back, shaking putting his arms around my shoulders.
The kiss deepened and I started to kiss his neck, tracing down a pathway with my marks. Smiling to myself as I did so.
"A-art-thur-" I pulled back to see a very flustered Merlin, he was tomato red, and avoiding eye contact at all cost. "Flustered Merlin?" He looked up at me and back down again shaking his head. "You look pretty flustered to me." I said with a smirk. "T-that was m-my first k-kiss.." He looked me in the eyes and smiled, then looked back up into the sky.
"Was it now?" He nodded, and I kissed his cheekbone, and heard him say something in what I thought was latin. "Merlin? Was was that?" "O-Oh that was- uhm...I speak two languages..and uhmm..me saying- I-i liked it."
"Good.."
"Good.."
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Hearts Entwined
FanfictionMerlin has always felt out of place, he always felt like he didn't belong. No one batted an eye towards him, so he never spoke unless spoken to. He didn't have any friends..until he met the prince of Camelot, Arthur. Arthur was adored, mesmerized...
