Covenant (Fate/Grand Order X Reader)

Blessing (Arthur Pendragon | Saber)

The cake presented to you was delectable.

Generously topped with and sandwiching layers of cream with several large and bright red strawberries nestled onto the center, it was almost a waste to eat it.

You could practically taste the cream in your mouth and feel the softness of the strawberries as you bit into them, their sweet juice squeezing out of the fruit and into your mouth as you savored each bite.

So preoccupied by the utter beauty of the pastry that you barely took notice of the one who made it in the first place.

Arthur, being the gentleman that he was, decided not to poke too much fun at you during such an auspicious occasion.

"I'm only doing this because you're cute," With one hand holding the cake steadily, the other opted to close your gaping mouth before any drool could drip down.

Really, what was he going to do with you?

"Before you drool all over your cake...Happy Birthday, Master"

At this point, you were quite used to his teasing remarks and were about to retort with your own when the meaning of his words stopped you dead in your tracks. Turning your attention away from the positively scrumptious beef cake.

Any second now he was going to say 'sike'...right?

As if reading your mind, the blond rolled his eyes and huffed before grabbing a small piece. The shortcake that sat on the fork tantalizingly was held to your lips, Arthur himself was only centimeters away. "Now...Is this romantic enough for you, Master? I seem to remember you grumbling about how I took far too much pleasure in teasing you than being a good lover some time ago"

"A-A-ARTHUR!" Your face had practically exploded and bloomed as red as Mordred's outfit as you flailed about like a mentally-handicapped seal asking for a fish from its trainer.

No matter how weird and stupid you make yourself out to be, rest assured that you were and always will be Arthur's favorite person. There was a certain irresistible charm to your idiocy after all.

Though his face, words, and actions generally make him look as if he were the epitome of the chivalrous Knight-King that he was, that was FAR from the truth and the both of you knew it.

"Did I stutter?" He raised one fine golden brow, the perfect cupid's bow lips of his set into a self-satisfied smile that you wanted to kiss the life out of .

His normal voice was already enough to send heat to your cheeks and weakness to your knees, but when he lowered it and spoke in a breathy manner?

By the Divine Spirits, this man would be the end of you!

If you had Merlin little shit still wouldn't come even after all the SQ you saved up for their banner you'd have throttled the life out of them for teaching their ways to the man who should have been the very vision of chivalry itself and not this...this licentious beast!

Before you could further embarrass yourself, the king practically shoved the pastry into your mouth, stopping you completely.

"I went through the trouble of making your favorite so the least you could do is actually eat it instead of gaping like a fish"

Honestly, was he really that bad that you could barely believe he wouldn't make something special for your birthday of all days? You had too little faith in him just because he enjoyed teasing you a tad too much on normal days.

Not that he was to be blamed, because how can he resist when you make the most adorable of faces and give the cutest reactions all the time?

Knowing better than to take the bait, you opted to start eating your cake before he flusters you to death and on your birthday of all days.

The way your smooth pink cheeks puffed up like little chipmunk's as you savored the tasty morsel (and tried to ignore the teasing he just stated that he wouldn't do) almost made him want to squeeze them.

Perhaps he'd even take a taste of the cake himself, spotting the white cream dotting the corner of your lips as you went in for another slice.

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Okay, so maybe he was influenced by Merlin more than he thought⸺