Merlin's magic (Oneshots) 1

Idiots in Love 3

A.N.://I apologize in advance. Things are getting heated. I think.

My gf informed me (she reads my fics) that the stories I think sound horny aren't actually horny and YOU guys informed me that some stories ARE horny were I didn't think they were. If this isn't it, I think I need to get my brain checked.
Anyways, someone please shoot them before they multiply.

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Kissing, Arthur had decided, should be a sport. People should be able to say that they were going to meet someone for an activity and that activity should be allowed to be kissing only. Like riding out, no pun intended.

By some miracle, Merlin seemed to share his enthusiasm because they'd found themselves back on one of Arthur's comfortable chairs, wrapped around each other in a way that made it impossible to tell who sat on who's lap. It shouldn't make sense that this was a thing but it was what it was. And like that, they were challenging each other who could kiss longer, deeper, fiercer.

Arthur would one day invent marathon kissing and his only opponent would be Merlin and they'd be at it for multiple hours, rather than just the one. No matter how far it affected them in other ways too *cough*, kissing Merlin felt amazing and Arthur could easily keep at it forever.

At some point, Merlin broke away from him no doubt to get some air. He rested his forehead against Arthur's, his pupils dilated and hungry. It sent pleasing shivers down Arthur's spine. "Can you tell me something"?"

Arthur hummed. "Anything." He meant it, and he knew whatever Merlin would ask of him, he'd agree with him. Not that he ever didn't, lately.

"When- Why did you fall for me?" Merlin spoke softly. Arthur imagined it must be hard to talk when your lips were this swollen.

It made Arthur smile. It turned out that he could get drunk from kissing, too, so once again, his filter wouldn't be a problem for quite some time. "I don't know when. But I think I realised it when you told me about your magic." Arthur buried his hands in Merlin's hair, astonished by their softness.

Merlin put more distance between them. "Huh?"

Arthur didn't care how he sounded. He was too dazed and satisfied to be embarrassed. "The reason why I fell for you- It's because you see me." Merlin blinked in confusion, so Arthur decided to elaborate. "With everyone else, Camelot always comes first. With anyone else, it's always a matter of pride, of status, of what is expected of me. Everyone always betrays me because they want Camelot. Doesn't matter whether they want to take over or destroy it. They all betray me, because Camelot always comes first. It was never like that with you. You would-" Arthur's voice broke, "-You HAVE betrayed everything you believe in, everything you are, even Camelot- for me. I feel like no one truly saw me before I met you and you consider ME first. I think you were the first person to ever care at all." Arthur couldn't deny that he had tears in his eyes.

Something in Merlin's eyes glimmered at those words as well, at Arthur's xth confession that day.

Arthur really, truly, loved this man. "I only saw the extent of that, when you admitted who you were." Arthur said with feeling. "I understood the depth of it when you showed me the real you. And I realized that I want to see you too. All of you."

Merlin swallowed a breath. "So, you- Does that include my magic?"

Arthur liked caressing Merlin's cheek. The other man always leaned in to the touch. It was feeding Arthur's ego and swelled his heart. "You do understand that our negotiations with the druids will eventually lead to your freedom, right?"

Merlin gasped.

Arthur liked making him do that. When he could somehow blow Merlin's mind, when he could make him happy. When he could drive Merlin to look at him like he wanted to devour him.
Arthur felt a bubbly feeling inside him that made it dawn on him that perhaps he didn't need to be the one in control. That perhaps, he didn't simply want to press Merlin up against the next wall, but perhaps he wanted Merlin do the same thing to him. Maybe Arthur would really like to be devoured and Merlin looked positively hungry right now.