Imagines about the BBC Merlin (Arthur Pendragon)
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A knock rapped against your front door. You were a bit surprised and a bit frightened as it was quite late. Who would be knocking at your door at this hour? You set down your book on the table and trading it for the sword that was near the door.
You opened the door only to be met with your lover, Giuliano. You lowered the sword and he eyed it humorously. "What exactly did you plan on doing with that, amore?" He asked with a smirk before you grabbed his arm and yanked him into your house.
"You can never be too careful, certainly not in this city anyway." You comment, "and I'll have you know, I'm much tougher than I look, Giuliano." You explain.
He only smiled, "oh, I have no doubt about that, I remember the days when you used to best even the likes of me." He says, speaking of your shared childhood.
You chuckle before setting the sword back in its place by the door, "showing humility?—are you sure your Giuliano de' Medici?" You joke.
He smirked at the insinuation, "very funny, amore." He says with a roll of his eyes.
You smile before realizing, "sorry where are my manners? Would you care for anything: wine, tea?" You ask him.
His smile immediately drops now remembering why he was here. "I'm fine thanks, I probably won't be staying long." He admits.
You turn toward him a look of disappointment crossing your face for a moment, "oh, was there just something you needed?" You ask wiping your palms against the fabric of your gown.
"Actually there is." Giuliano said walking closer to you, "Lorenzo has offered my hand in marriage to Novella Foscari."
"Marriage?" You say in surprise.
He nods, "It would appear so." He admits, "it would seem I'm just a pawn in my brother's game just like everybody else." Giuliano mutters. "Life was a whole lot simpler back when my family were nothing but woll merchants." Giuliano states.
"Did you accept the proposal?" You ask in worry, wondering if you had lost your Medici man forever.
"No. Goodness No!" He says shaking his head. He moved closer and cupped your cheek, "I am still yours." He promises, "no matter how much Lorenzo pushes, I will never marry someone—not unless that someone is you." He promises you definitive in his decision.
You smile and lean in pressing your lips to his. "Good." You whisper against his lips, pulling him deeper into the room.
It didn't take the two of you long to find your bed and strip you of your clothes and him of his. The two of you fell back onto the bed with laughter.
You surrendered your neck to him and he took full advantage. His kisses burned into your skin, branding you as his.
Your fingers gripped his hair as he kissed your lips. His lips were warm and soft against yours, it was where they belonged. His hands were gentle as he took your hands from his hair and pinned them above you.
His hand trailed down as his other hand held yours above you. His finger brushed a lock of hair from your face. His thumb brushed the side of your face as he stared at you so intensely, "bellissima." He whispered and your face grew warm. Your ears could never tire of him calling you beautiful.
His lips pressed to yours again and his hand released its hold. Your hands wrapped around his neck, and you brought him closer to you feeling every bit of him. You felt his fingers brush against you and your body chased his touch...craved his touch.
"Giuliano..." you mused against his mouth and you could feel the smirk of his lips.
"Patience amore." He whispered.
"I want you now." You whine and he just chuckles.
"You will have me now and always." He assures you before giving you what you craved.
He thrusted and you moaned at the sudden intrusion yet were holding no complaints. He thrusted so eloquently and played your body like a finely-tuned instrument.
His lips pressed to yours once again as he continued on in his ministrations. Giuliano truly knew how to show a woman a good time, there was no doubt about that. Especially when that woman was you, he knew every last thing about you. He knew what you liked and what you did not.
Before long you were a moaning mess at his mercy. You were close, you could tell and so could he. Giuliano lifted you up while still inside you and changed positions. You were now on his lap as he thrusted even deeper.
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You gasped at the movement but enjoyed it nonetheless. Your fingers trailed Giuliano's neck as he thrusted up into you. He let out similar sounds that you did, and you could tell he was enjoying it too.
"Oh Giuliano..." You murmured. You were close and so was he and both of you could tell.
"(y/n)...uh...let go." He said and you moaned as you released onto him. His thrusts got quicker before he finally released inside of you; painting you like the masterpiece you were.
You both breathed heavily as your arms wrapped around his neck. He stared at you with a blissful smile as your eyes shined contentedly back at him. "Do you promise?...your not going to marry her?" You ask, knowing how pushy and manipulative Lorenzo could be.
He smiled, "amore, have I proved nothing tonight?" He asked, "my brother can try and get me to agree...but he will fail, and you want to know why?" He asked and you nodded.
"Because, I may be a Medici...but I'm yours now and forever." Giuliano assures, leaning up and kissing your lips.
You smile against his lips, "and I you." You whisper, making Giuliano smile. You lift off of him and lay yourself down at his side. You prop yourself up and stare at him.
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"I wish we didn't have to hide like this." You admit sadly. Giuliano stares at you with hope in his eyes.
"One day, amore; one day we won't have to." He assures you, "one day we can be together out in the open, where not even God himself could part us."
You smile, "do you really believe that?" You ask him.
He nods, "sometimes it's the only thing I still believe in." He admits.
"Well I can't wait until that day." You say before leaning over and kissing him. You then leaned your head against his chest and he held you to him.
You were still uncertain of what the future might hold for the two of you. But in this moment you were his and he was yours and that was all you needed to know.
