The love between a king and his serving boy (merthur)

Chapter 13

Merlin's POV

As we rode along side each other, mine and Arthur's hands were gently entwined and we rode mainly in silence, enjoying the feeling of loving and being loved back, and occasionally we looked at each other, being able to know that he loves me like I love him gives me happiness and fills my body with warmth. As it began to get dark, I made a campfire and I made dinner and we ate. Efa had been sleeping in the crook of my arm for the whole journey, but now there was the problem of feeding her.

"Arthur, she's your child, I think that you should feed her," I held out Efa and she started to cry of hunger.

"Merlin, you're such an idiot, I'm the king, I can't possible look after a child, I'm far too busy. Besides, when I was a child, Gaius was the one who looked after me and fed me, not my father. You feed her idiot," he scoffed and chuckled slightly.

"Oh so I'm an idiot am I? I never thought that the king of Camelot would dare snog an idiot!" I smirked, raising an eyebrow. He just playfully shoved m shoulder and then grabbed my face and kissed me again. I got lost in the kiss, but was determined to be the dominant one this time. Still holding Efa, and with my lips still on his, I pushed Arthur down so he was laying on the damp ground and I crawled on top with my hands placed firmly on the ground beside his head and his hands pulled at my hair. He moaned. It sounded deep and sexy and I just wanted to rip off his clothes and do the do right now, but then Efa started shrieking so I slowly pulled back.

"Okay, how do we feed the baby?" I asked, trying to speak loud enough so Arthur could hear me over the screams. Both of us had no idea and I secretly wished that Gwen was here. We ended up awkwardly and very messily spooning our leftovers into her tiny mouth and then she went to sleep so we left her in my bag. (There were air holes and we lined it with clothe so she would be comfortable, we didn't just stuff her in a bag to die).

As usual, Arthur went to sleep first and I just sat and practised magic for a bit. But when I did decide to go to sleep, I snuggled up against Arthur's chest and looked up at his beautiful soft face which looked so much younger when he was asleep. He must've sensed me there with his knight instincts, as he tensed up a bit and opened his eyes, but then when he saw me he relaxed.

"You've got beautiful eyes," he whispered. I felt myself blush, and I hope he didn't notice.

"Since when did you become such a romantic prat?.... Your eyes are more beautiful though," I answered. He smiled and I thought I saw his cheeks redden a little and I could hear his heart beating as I laid my head on his chest. I love him so much, I can't even describe it.

"Merlin.... I don't think we should tell anyone about.... Us. If that's okay with you," he seemed a bit shy, but I understood. I didn't really want to go public either. People would hate us and we would be misunderstood by most people.

"It can be our secret," I whispered and then closed my eyes and went to sleep. Happy thoughts of Arthur filled my head and he was walking through my dreams.