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Prompt - ‘Taking mine, but it's been promised to another.’

From the start your marriage had been nothing but a sham, a performance put on for the world to see. Vows that promised a lifetime of faith and love slipped from your lips, the lies pleasing those who heard it whilst turning you cold. It was all a lie, a marriage arranged before you had been born, it was what you were born for.

It didn’t matter that you were a Princess, it didn’t matter that you knew how to rule a kingdom, knew that you could lead your people. Nothing mattered except making sure the Prince looked the part. You weren’t needed for your mind, you were simply an accessory, somebody to stand by the prince. One day he would be a great King, everybody told you as much and you could only smile politely and nod whilst desperately trying to ignore how empty you felt.

And you did feel empty. You were far too good to spend your days standing beside the future King. It wasn’t that Arthur was terrible or cruel, as arranged marriages went you knew you had gotten lucky with him. He was kind if not a little bit arrogant but he was loyal and brave, willing to die for those he held dearest to him. You truly did believe he would be a great King, far better than Uther at any rate, you just wished you could be something more than simply the Prince’s wife.

Arthur treated your marriage as though it was a real one, which it was for all intents and purposes except for the fact that you didn’t love Arthur. The two of you shared a bed, spent your days side by side, he kissed your cheeks and held your hand in public. The kingdom adored the pair of you together. Arthur was happy and you woke up each morning feeling another piece of you wilt away into nothing.

You supposed it wasn’t all bad. Sure you had been moved from your own kingdom, losing everything you had known but you had gained something from it. One saving grace, one good thing that kept you from drowning and losing yourself.

It was wrong, terribly wrong. If the people, if Arthur or Uther found out you hated to think of what kind of punishment would be brought down on you. But yet you couldn’t resist, not when it was the only good thing you had to hold close.

Merlin.

You didn’t even remember fully how it came to be but from the moment Arthur introduced his servant to you you couldn’t help but smile wider, watching as he stuttered a greeting out before averting his eyes causing you to giggle as Arthur told you to just ignore the idiot.

Merlin spent almost as much time at Arthur’s side as you did, which meant he spent most of his time with you. Whilst Arthur occupied himself with royal duties you turned to Merlin and spoke quietly amongst yourself, Merlin still a stuttering, flustered mess but you couldn’t help but find it endearing. You yourself weren’t much better, biting back smiles and giggling softly like a small child with her first crush.

Months passed where nothing happened between the two of you but you could feel your feelings grow for Merlin as each day passed. What started as a slight infatuation turned into something more real, it wasn’t love but you thought that under different circumstances, in another life maybe it could have been.

The slightest touches from Merlin seemed to transform the emptiness and loneliness you felt surrounded by the royals, the brush of his fingers against your back as he passed, the way he stood slightly closer to you during events. All of the little touches, the stolen glances, all of it made everything better, even if they were tarnished when you were reminded that Merlin could never be yours.

One day everything became too overwhelming, you felt like you were choking on the expectations people had of you and excused yourself from Arthur’s presence before you were due to sit in with the King. Arthur’s concerned glances did nothing to help how tormented you were feeling and when he asked if he could do anything you shook your head, telling him you’d seek out Gaius.

You waited only long enough for him to enter the room before heading the opposite direction from Gaius’ chambers. You walked for long enough that your feet hurt but it did you good, the fresh air and being away from the palace helping you to clear your mind. You had no idea where you’d walked to but stopped when you came across a large tree.

The trunk stretched high in the air, wisteria growing from the branches, spreading off into all different directions before draping downwards and offering shade. There was a lake not too far in front of the tree, the purple flowers reflected in the clear water. It was a beautiful picture, the tree standing out against the greens of the others, and you couldn’t think of a better place to sit with your loneliness.

You sat down softly, letting your back rest against the thick trunk as your thoughts began to wander, your fingers pulling at the blades of grass beneath you as they did. You knew you were lucky, knew most women would kill to marry the Prince, to have a life of riches, to never have to worry or want for anything. You knew that as a result of your marriage your people back home were looked after and yet you couldn’t help but hate it.

Sitting here it felt like you were nothing more than a ghost of yourself, grieving for your loss, grieving for a life that could have been beautiful and happy. Now the only happiness you had in your days was stolen moments with Merlin.

It wasn’t even like you could tell anyone how you were feeling, nobody would understand, not able to look beyond the life of a Princess. They all saw what they were meant to see, a Prince and Princess in love who would one day rule the kingdom of Camelot. Even the thought of you and Arthur not loving each other, of you hating your life in the castle walls would seem unfathomable.

You had no idea how long you sat against the tree for, staring out into the water but eventually you were startled out of your thoughts when you heard leaves crunching nearby. You stayed silent, hoping it was just an animal and you hadn’t wandered out far enough for any bandits to be skulking around.

Your heartbeat seemed to speed up when you saw a familiar figure emerge from the trees and you couldn’t stop the pull of your lips into a small grin.

“Wasn’t sure if you’d want company.” Merlin said by way of greeting, a smile mirrored back as he came close and sat down next to you, close enough that your shoulders brushed as he set a basket down in front of you. “But I brought you some food.”

“Thank you.” You said softly, keeping your eyes on him instead of the food. “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to. Arthur said you weren’t feeling well but when I asked Gaius he said you hadn’t been by, don’t worry though I told him that if Arthur asked to say you had. Is everything ok?” Merlin asked as he pulled some fruit out of the basket and set it on the blanket he had been carrying.

You stayed silent, not knowing how to answer that question without lying. You didn’t want to lie to Merlin but you could hardly tell him the truth, though you longed to but he was Arthur’s servant, it wouldn’t be fair to put him in a position of keeping secrets for you.

Merlin turned to face you when you didn’t answer, seeing the sad look that you frequently wore when surrounded by Arthur and the other royals. Merlin hated to see that look, it hurt his heart each time he did but what could he do? He couldn’t give you the life you deserved, you were a Princess, the future Queen of Camelot, Merlin was always going to be beneath you.

He knew Arthur’s marriage to you was nothing more than an agreement between two kingdoms, a way to keep trade and peace for another generation. He hated that to meet you you had to marry another, Merlin knew your mind, it was brilliant and it was going to waste at Arthur’s side.

Merlin wasn’t a selfish man. He’d do anything to help Arthur, he’d give his life for the other man every chance he got if it meant Arthur would be safe. Merlin wasn’t selfish but he longed for you, he wanted every part of you for himself. For months he had watched you, pined for you and you were so close and yet he could never quite reach you.

You don’t know where the sudden stinging of tears came from, one second you were keeping your emotions tightly locked up and the next a single tear escaped your eye and slid down your cheek. Maybe it was the soft sympathetic way Merlin was looking at you, like he knew how much weight was on your shoulders, forcing you under until you couldn’t breathe or maybe it was just finally too much for you to handle.

Merlin felt his heartbreak for you when he noticed the tear and reached out a hand to take yours gently, his fingers entwined with yours and his thumb brushed against your skin. He knew he shouldn’t have enjoyed the feeling of your hand in his as much as he did but he still let himself savour the feeling, not knowing when or if he’d get the chance again.

Your eyes were immediately drawn down to your hands before you scrunched your eyes shut to keep the tears at bay. Merlin’s hands were cold in yours but the touch seemed to ignite a fire within you. It was wrong to want Merlin so badly, your life already promised to Arthur and yet here Merlin was, so deeply embedded in your every thought, haunting your dreams and your waking hours.

You both wanted more, the simple touch of your hands waking the flame of wanting that was too loud to ignore. Merlin swallowed around the sudden lump in his throat, desperate to do something more, to steal one more moment of you for himself, consequences be damned. You pleaded to any greater being that would listen, begging for Merlin to do anything, to give into what you both wanted.

You tore your gaze from your joined hands and looked to Merlin, his pupils so wide you could barely see the ring of blue around it. Merlin’s eyes were drawn to your lips, watching as your tongue poked out to wet them and he couldn’t stop himself from leaning in towards you.

He paused when his face was close enough that you could feel his breath against your face, waiting to see if you would pull away but you didn’t move away. You’d waited for so long, dreamt about what it would be like to finally give into temptation, to be selfish for once and not put your people or your duties above yourself.

Merlin’s free hand came up to lightly cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin as he tilted your face upwards slightly. You were sure he could hear your heart threatening to beat right out of your chest as you waited for him to close the distance between you.

Merlin didn’t second guess himself, didn’t give himself a chance to overthink what a terrible idea this would be. You were the Princess, the future Queen of Camelot and he was just a servant, a servant who was already hiding a secret that would get him killed so what was one more secret and what a secret it would be having felt your lips against his.

He couldn’t wait any longer, had waited long enough. He didn’t rush when he pressed his lips to yours, practically shuddering into the kiss as he felt a thrill of sparks shoot through him. His hand still on your cheek pulled you closer and you followed without hesitation.

This kiss wasn’t hurried, it was soft and filled with longing but it didn’t stay that way for long. After a few moments the kiss turned greedy, both of you suddenly desperate for more, more, more. It had been months, bordering on a year of secret glances and quiet pining and now you finally had each other.

Merlin’s hands slid into your hair and you moaned into the kiss as his fist closed around the strands whilst your hands ended up on Merlin’s chest, smoothing your palms against him. Merlin tugged you into his lap without breaking the kiss and you let him guide you onto him, moaning softly into the kiss and unable to help yourself from grinding down onto him.

Everything from that moment on was a hurried mess of limbs, the pair of you exploring every inch of each other. Merlin’s hands running up and down your body, touching what should have been Arthur’s. You knew you could never go back to the pining, the longing stares, you may have promised yourself to Arthur but you would always be Merlin’s.

From that day on you and Merlin made a choice, one that if anybody found out would see you both facing severe punishments but the risk was worth it for the stolen moments alone with each other. It was intoxicating, sneaking out of the castle and hiding away with Merlin, being able to hold his hand, to kiss him, to have him hold you as the hours passed by.

It was hard coming back to the castle, to sit for a court session, Arthur’s hand in yours whilst your eyes caught Merlin and the two of you shared smiles and held silent conversations from across the room. When it was just the three of you in Arthur’s chambers, Merlin pottering about as Arthur sat beside you, talking about something you couldn’t focus on because you’d rather be anywhere else with Merlin.

It went on for months, the sneaking around and it was the first time since your marriage, since you arrived in Camelot, that you felt truly alive, that you weren’t just waking up to a miserable life, you finally had something to look forward to. Even if you and Merlin couldn’t get out of the castle, just seeing those blue eyes looking back at you was enough.

You did wonder why Merlin seemed so eager to be in this relationship, cursed to have it hidden from the world, cursed to never be able to live the lives you wanted because of your marriage to Arthur. You never broached the topic with him though, you never wanted to discuss the matter when you were alone with Merlin, more than content and more than distracted by the man’s presence to even think of Arthur.

Merlin had been away with Arthur for three days and you missed him greatly. Guinevere had come by Arthur’s chambers plenty of times during those few days, chattering about how she was sure you were missing Arthur’s company. You let her talk though, not daring to tell her you hadn’t thought of your husband once since he’d left for his hunting trip, instead your thoughts had been filled with opal eyes and secret meetings.

When they returned it was almost night fall and Merlin prepared a late meal for Arthur not long after. You were practically itching to get a moment alone with Merlin after not seeing him for days and whilst Arthur was occupied with his food you moved around the room, brushing past Merlin.

“Meet me at our spot in an hour.” You whispered softly, the words only for him to hear and as you moved away you looked behind you to see him smiling ahead and he nodded without looking at you.

Arthur was eager to get to bed after eating and dismissed Merlin who left the room with only one glance back over his shoulder at you. The minutes ticked by and you lay still under you felt Arthur relax completely, his breathing evening out. You didn’t move straight away, not wanting to wake him and having to come up with an excuse as to what you were doing.

You left it for twenty more minutes before climbing out of the bed as silently as possible and slipping into a pair of shoes, not bothering to change and only slipping a cloak over your night clothes. You weren’t planning on running into anybody but Merlin anyway.

There were plenty of guards on duty and you only had the soft glow of the moon to aid you in moving around when the coast was clear. The spring air was cool when you finally snuck your way out of the castle, heading down the old familiar path towards the lake that had quickly become yours and Merlin’s spot.

Merlin was already waiting for you and you wasted no time falling into his arms, letting him pull you in for a hurried kiss, your arms around his waist, his hands cupping your cheeks. You whispered a soft greeting against his lips and watched a smile spread across his face as the two of you lay on the blanket Merlin had brought with him.

It was a quiet night, the occasional rustling of the leaves, an animal moving well off in the distance could be heard. The sky was clear and littered with stars, each reflecting from the lake in front of you. The wisteria tree was bright against the moonlight, in full bloom in the spring weather.

It was peaceful. You wished you could have these moments with Merlin all the time, wished you didn't have to sneak around for them. You let your thoughts wander, dreaming of a life with Merlin far away from Camelot, from the pressures of royal life and all the expectations that came with it.

“Some days I just wish I could run away, you know?” You said softly, not lifting your head from Merlin’s chest. You felt his fingers pause in your hair for a second before they continued brushing through the strands. “My marriage was planned before I was even born, real love has never been something I thought I could have so I never even dared to let myself dream about it.”

“Would you run away?” Merlin asked and you frowned because your initial answer was yes, of course you would in a heartbeat but deep down…

“I don’t know.” You sighed. “I dream about it all the time, about leaving behind everything I’ve ever known but then I think about how much my people would suffer.”

Merlin stayed silent for a long moment, the two of you content with the quiet as your thoughts ran wild. You pondered over if you would run away if Merlin asked, would you let yourself be selfish? You thought you could and didn’t know how to feel about it. You knew Merlin wouldn’t ask though, he wouldn’t put you in such a position where you’d have to make that decision and truthfully you weren’t sure Merlin would ever leave.

Despite everything happening between the two of you, despite the fact you were both sneaking around behind Arthur’s back, Merlin was still fiercely loyal to Arthur. Whenever you asked about it Merlin just shrugged and got a far away look on his face before telling you that he was sure Arthur would be a great King one day and he believed in the future Arthur would bring.

Plenty of people had said it to you over the year you’d been at Arthur’s side and you knew that most people just said it because it was the polite thing to say, the right thing to say about their future King. When Merlin said it though you truly believed it, you could see how much he believed it, how much he believed in Arthur. It was like he had seen the future Arthur would bring to Camelot, so convinced in whatever Arthur was going to do.

It made you feel torn, Merlin was obviously so loyal to Arthur and yet this relationship threatened theirs. It wasn’t that you and Arthur loved each other but he was your husband and both of you knew the importance of appearance both publicly and behind closed doors. As future heir to the throne Arthur couldn’t have a wife only to show off publicly, he needed a wife that was only his all the time.

You wished things had been different for both of you, that you could be free to love Merlin and that Arthur had the chance to find somebody he truly loved, who would proudly stand by his side bursting with how much love they had for him. You both deserved more than you had but these were the cards you’d been dealt and you had to live with them.

You had Merlin in the only way you could and you couldn’t give that up, you’d be damned before you willingly left him.

“You said real love.” Merlin suddenly said, his voice soft, barely above a whisper but you heard him clearly. “Is that what this is, real love?”

You froze for a moment, not realising your earlier words but seconds later you relaxed against him before moving around so you were face to face with him and you could see the smile on his face.

“Yes, I’d like to say so anyway.” You said whilst matching the quietness of his voice.

Merlin’s hand came up to brush your cheek before he pulled you close to him, him meeting you halfway, pausing before your lips could meet.

“I love you too, Y/N. I wish I had more to offer you but-” Merlin told you but you cut him off with a gentle kiss.

“You’ve given me more than I could ever have hoped for, Merlin.” You whispered, pulling back far enough to look up at him and he could see the sincerity in your eyes. “I thought for so long that my destiny was to just be lonely. Before you I was wandering the halls of that castle like a ghost, mourning a life that would never be, then you kissed me and I fell in love with you and everything was different, better. No matter how much we wish it could change, it’s worth it to be with you because I love you.”

“One day things will be different.” Merlin promised before pulling you into another kiss and you prayed he was right but for now, now these moments were enough, this love was enough.

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Little One

Reader discovers that she and her husband Merlin are expecting their first child! Because we all need some good old domestic fluff with this wonderful man right about now.

** special thanks to @whirlybirbs for sobbing with me today while I wrote about our husband. 

Word Count: 1.1K

12 pieces of plastic. One word, two lines ... and your life was changed forever. Sir Merlin and Agent Gawain were going to have a baby.  You were pregnant.

After being best friends and lovers for five years, it was only a few months after your wedding when Merlin brought up the topic of having children. Heaven knows he wasn't the kind of man who would force you to have children if you didn't want to, but the spark in your eye must have given you away as he took your hands in his that night. The maternal side of you had always been clear to him - in fact, it was one of the things that had first attracted him to you. 

Even though you were only a few years older than Eggsy, you've openly admitted to becoming the Mom friend to many of your close friends and co-workers. Including the late Harry Hart, the best man at your wedding and someone you missed dearly. Watching your husband grieve the loss of his oldest friend made you realize that life was too short to settle on plans for one day. Looking forward to the future you had together is what brought you both out of your depression, moving out of your flat and into a house with plenty of room for your family to grow. 

For the past few months you hadn't actively been trying to get pregnant. Eighty percent of the time the two of you used condoms out of habit, but long weekends of love making left you feeling particularly nauseous for almost a week now. Monday morning rolled around with Merlin waking at the crack of dawn, kissing you softly before leaving the house to get a head start on work. The second his car rumbled down the driveway you shuffled out of bed yourself, first through the door of your local drugstore to pick up a hand full of pregnancy tests and rush home to take them. It wasn't until the final test had beeped that the reality in front of you set in, weeping openly from pure joy at the thought of Merlin holding your child. He was going to be an amazing father... you couldn't wait to tell him.

By the time you'd bought your usual morning group coffee order you arrived just in time to see Roxy and Eggsy already bickering their way towards the training room, setting their coffees wordlessly on the benches before high tailing it out of sight. You had learned over the years that butting into their first conversation of the day was a sure way to have a migraine for the rest of the morning, a mix of anxiety and happiness building with every step you took towards your husband's office. Balancing your tray as best you could, you knocked on the solid oak door and waited until a grunt of acknowledgement gave you the all clear to enter.

Merlin was bent over his desk laser focused on the multitude of screens in front of him, looking up the second you stepped inside and smiling fondly. It never failed to amaze how his eyes seemed to become an even warmer shade of green when they lit upon you. I wonder if the baby will have his eyes... you thought. But how should I tell him the news? 

"Good mornin', love." He met you half way to relieve you of the drink tray, setting it atop his desk before pulling you close. You have to stand on your tip toes to reach his lips first, taking your sweet time to revel in the scent of his aftershave and the feeling of your bodies slotted together comfortably chest to chest. In a few months you may have to ask him to switch to an unscented balm, and your baby belly would definitely get in the way of the late night snuggles you were oh so fond of. You had better take advantage of these moments while you still could. "Good morning to you too handsome." 

As if he could sense the way your train of thought was wandering, Merlin pressed a kiss to the top of your head before reluctantly pulling away. "Is everythin' all right?"  You knew that this was his adorable way of asking why you were late without wanting to seem like he was asking as your superior, and not as your spouse. You reassure him with a genuine smile, brushing the pad of your thumb across his jawline. "I'm fine. I just had to make a slight detour this morning, that's all." That answer seemed to satisfy him, squeezing your hand one last time before moving to sit back down at his desk before he spoke again. "And how are the children this mornin?"

The comment had come so easily to him that he didn't pick up on your dumbfounded expression at first, thankful for whichever intense e-mail he was reading for giving you a moment to collect your thoughts and think of what to say. Doing your best to remain nonchalant, you perched on the edge of his desk and playfully tapped your chin.

"Do you mean Eggsy and Roxy, or our other child?"

A deep chuckle resounded from the Scot's chest, you gauged his reaction closely to see when the weight of your words finally sunk in. "Well who else would I be talking about? We don't have a ch-" His fingers had been flying at lightning speed across the keyboard only seconds ago, but you could see the gears turning in his head when his entire body froze.

Tears had began to pool in your eyes once again as your husband turned his hopeful gaze on you, his mouth hanging open in disbelief of his own. The way his brow furrowed just the slightest told you that he was trying to figure out if his mind was playing tricks on him, too afraid to get his hopes up if he were wrong. Instead you fumbled for one of his hands, pressing it against your still flat stomach with a nod. 

"I'm pregnant, Hamish." 

You had only ever seen the love of your life cry twice before, on both the happiest day of your lives and the worst. But you knew the second his first tear fell that this was another moment you would never forget. His hands unbuttoned your blazer with practiced ease, all be it sliding from his chair and dropping to his knees in front of you. You didn't even have time to startle before he laid his head in your lap, clinging to your waist as if you'd disappear. You instinctively lay one of your hands across the back of his head, the other finding purchase on his now shaking shoulder. 

The kiss he presses to your belly moments later is light enough to make you squirm, biting back an elated giggle through your second bought of tears. Soon he's pressing kiss after kiss against your skin, tugging the material of your cotton shirt up despite your squeaks of protest. He wanted to be as close as he could be to both you and the baby you'd created together, voice barely loud enough for you to hear the quiet murmur he presses against your skin.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for you and your Ma, little one."

GIVE US A MERLIN/TESSIE ORIGIN STORY

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This is Tessie.

When Merlin came home from his final tour in the S.A.S., he came home to his parents and a new edition to the house: a terrorist of a puppy who enjoyed chewing on any piece of furniture she could. Merlin’s father bought Tessie from a neighbor in town. He said he got her to go hunting with him now that Merlin was out of the house – Pointers are great gun dogs – but boy, did that puppy have a long way to come. 

After almost a year of being away training, Merlin was finally accepted into Kingsman and when he returned home on holiday, Tessie was a year and a half and didn’t recognize him in the slightest. He walked through the door and she bit his pants so hard, she ripped the slacks to ribbons. 

And thus, the precedent for their future interactions was set.

Merlin would come in, say hi to Tessie, and Tessie would snap at him.

No pets from you, Q-ball.

She’s older now, graying around her snout slightly, but she’s loyal and smart and still meaner than ever.

Tessie never liked Merlin, honestly, until he brought that nice new lady who smelt nice and gave her table scraps home on night. And even then, Tessie liked you, not Hamish the Ham-bone. Especially when you scratched her right behind the ears. Tessie would give you kisses gladly. You were nice. 

Beneath Me

Summary: Ever wanted to read the classic ‘giving head under the desk when someone walks in on you’ for our this handsome fella? Look no further. Requested by: my thirsty ass. ( gif credit. ) Pairing: Merlin x female Reader Warnings: This whole thing is basically porn without plot, so entirely NSFW. Do not read if you’re under the age of 18. Word Count: 2.4k. I need help.

Everything had started after a hectic week at the office.

One of the agents in the tech department made a critical error with – something or other. You didn’t speak in binary like that good looking boyfriend of yours. And said boyfriend had spent the past week working non-stop to help retrieve all the lost data. Between the stress and the workload you were lucky to spend five minutes alone with him before he rushed off.

Friday morning rolled around with a slight spring in your step. You had been feeling downright miserable for the past five days. Not only was Merlin your better half, he was your best friend. Heaven knows he had coped by himself when you were gone for days during a mission, so you’d done your best to shoulder your responsibility of being the good girlfriend. Your phone had chimed at 5:46 am with a text from Merlin, letting you know that everything was back to normal and how much he missed you.

In the three years you and Merlin had been a couple, you’d never gone this long without sex. Without any current operations to work on, you planned on spending your morning in the most fulfilling way possible.

You didn’t even wait for him to respond to your knock before you swung the door of his office open, letting it shut behind you with a grin. The two of you race to meet each other in the middle of the room, no longer weighed down by the distractions or the stress of your work. The second you’re within reach, Merlin hoists you up easily into his arms. Your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, clutching the back of his sweater as he tilts his head back to kiss you intensely. His mouth is insistent against yours, sending shockwaves down your spine and making your body shake. You only part when your lungs scream for air, hanging on tightly as the Scot moves both of you back to his office chair.

“I’ve been thinking about getting you alone all week,” you confessed to him quietly. Merlin nods in understanding; spending time with you in his arms is one of the only ways to clear his mind. You settle easily into his lap with your legs on either side of his hips. “We’ve got all weekend to relax with each other, sweetheart.” You can’t help but give him your patented puppy eyes, trailing one of your fingers down his chest slowly. “But you’ve been working so hard… I think you deserve a reward now.” The evidence of his agreement is quickly hardening between you, the corner of his mouth turning up into a sly smile.

“We do have half an hour before we’re due for our debrief,” Merlin noted lowly, leaning back to get a better look at you. His deep green eyes looked over your figure appreciatively, like he hadn’t already seen it hundreds of times in various stages of undress. Your cheeks flushed under the intensity of his gaze, itching to get your hands on him in whatever way possible.

“C’mere love,” he beckoned you closer again, instinctively chasing your mouth as you drew nearer. He kisses you slowly and gently this time, feeling every ounce of affection and love pouring from the movement of his lips against yours. Only after you give his bicep a reassuring squeeze does the kiss deepen, all teeth and tongue and small moans from both of you.

You trail kisses from the corner of his mouth down the side of his neck, nipping lightly over his pulse point and making him grunt. “I wanna taste you,” you whisper against his neck. Your words have the desired effect on the man beneath you, smirking when Merlin’s erection twitched against your thigh. “Baby, it’s been five days. I need t’ be inside that pretty pussy of yours.” The movement he made to undo your trousers was short circuited by you grinding your hips down and providing the much needed friction the two of you had missed.

Merlin tosses his head back with a low grunt, taking the opportunity to slide your hand underneath his sweater. God – you’d missed the feeling of his smooth chest under your hands. “We’re never going this long without sex ever again,” you told him breathlessly. “Let me take care of you. Please?”  

If the two of you only had a half an hour, you might as well make use of it.

Pride swelled in your chest as you dropped to your knees underneath Hamish’s desk. His mouth was swollen from your kisses, erection straining eagerly against the zipper of his slacks. If you hadn’t been on a tight schedule you’d have taken your time to tease him properly. But after going so long without having him at all, the only thing you could think about was his cock in your mouth.

In one swift motion you tug Merlin’s trousers and boxers down. His erection springs free, bouncing against his flat stomach.  “Fucking hell - y’see what you do to me?”

He has to tug his sweater up enough so the pre-cum he was leaking wouldn’t smear over his clothes. All you could muster was a soft moan of your own, gripping his thighs while you lick a line up his shaft. You drag your tongue slowly from root to tip again and again until you’ve tasted every inch of him.

It’s all Merlin can do not to fall apart right then, watching you blink up at him innocently while he bit down hard on his lip. Thankfully he knows exactly what buttons to push to turn you on, gathering your hair away from your face in a loose ponytail.

“You love sucking my cock, don’t you sweetheart?” Unabashed with your affection for this man, you nodded as best you could without hitting your head on his desk. As if the way your mouth was practically watering at the sight wasn’t confirmation enough. This time you kiss your way to the swollen head of his cock, your boyfriend letting out a deep sigh once you wrap your lips around him entirely. “Shit… such a good girl for me.”

You can’t help but mewl in response to his words – it should be illegal for everything to sound so damn good with such a deep voice and thick accent. By now you had squeezed your thighs together as best you could, rocking your body forward when you dipped your head to try and relieve some of the tension. You take a little more into your mouth each time, Merlin’s hips flexing beneath your hands to try and chase the pleasure even further. One of your hands moves to keep a hand on the base of his cock, timing the movement of your lips and hands together to draw another string of curses from Merlin.

“Y/N… fuck, feels so good,” he praises lowly. You can’t keep your eyes off of him, following the rise and fall of his chest on show for you like a private display. Merlin felt as if his brain would short circuit any moment – from lack of blood or his impending orgasm, he couldn’t tell. It had been far too long since he’d last felt your mouth on his cock, biting down on one of his knuckles to try and maintain some of his dignity. If he came already he’d never live it down.

He had just sat forward to try and unbutton your blouse when a sharp knock sounded at the door, both of you freezing like deer caught in headlights. Oh crap, oh crap! What were you supposed to do now? There’s no way you could make yourselves presentable at this point, blinking up at your boyfriend with a panicked gaze that he returned.  Merlin’s mouth twitched to dismiss whomever was on the other side of the door, but he wasn’t even given the chance as the door swung open and someone stomped their way into his office.

“I’m sorry to barge in, my friend, but if I don’t get this off my chest I may explode.” A voice you recognized belonged to Harry Hart sounded behind you. If you weren’t so petrified of being found out you would have laughed at the irony, his ‘friend’ half naked with his cock still in your mouth. “Harry, this isn’t really the best - ”

“I’m well aware of the fact that Agent Bors has never been particularly appealing on a personal level. He may be a damn good agent, but he’s a sodding prick!” Clearly his protest had fallen on deaf ears, continuing on like he hadn’t heard a thing. “First he deliberately slacks off on our mission report, leaving me to do the work as usual…” You hummed your approval quietly, the vibrations reverberating right through Merlin’s cock.

You knew you should stop… but it had been so long since you’ve had this glorious cock in your mouth. Surely you were well hidden enough underneath Merlin’s desk? And by the repeated back-and-forth thumps continued, it sounded like Harry had begun to pace again. The process of being considered becoming the next Arthur was weighing heavily on him. Just like the way Hamish’s cock was weighing heavily in your mouth, hard enough that you can literally feel his heartbeat on your tongue.

Oh – fuck it.

Resuming your pace took Merlin by surprise, jolting up in his chair and pushing his cock further into your throat. It takes every ounce of your strength not to gag or sputter loudly and give away your position. His hand clenched and unclenched on his thigh, as if he couldn’t decide what to do. Stubbornly, you dug your nails into his thighs to tell him you weren’t going anywhere.

You could feel Hamish twitch inside your mouth, wrapping your lips around the head and giving him a healthy suck. This elicited a knee-jerk response from him, the thunk landing just above your head and making the desk vibrate.

“Are you feeling well? You look as if you’ve come down with something.”

You have to bob your head further down to stifle the laugh you felt bubbling in your gut. Every part of Merlin’s body was completely stiff, gripping onto the arms of his chair so hard you were worried he’d gauge right through the plastic.

“F-fine. ‘m fine, Harry. Just tired.” Your friend hummed in understanding, running his hands through his hair as he continued to pace a hole into his hardwood floor. Maybe Merlin’s excuse of “being tired” would be able to explain why he hunched forward suddenly just to rub his brow.

You had finally worked your way all the way down his impressive shaft, your nose pressed firmly against his pubic bone when you hollowed out your cheeks completely. His hips jerk instinctively in response, starting to panic because fuck he was close.

Risking a glance down, he immediately wished he hadn’t. You looked completely blissed out in the moment, your face flushed with arousal and your eyes rolled back into your head. The way you were trembling and breathing quickly told him you were getting off on this, sucking his cock like it was your only lifeline. He glanced back up once he heard Harry stop pacing, flashing him what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “Are you sure you’re feeling all right, Merlin?” The other man asked, taking in his friend’s deep breathing and rigid posture.  

“Sure! ‘m s-sure… just need t’ rest,” he stuttered lamely.

Practically growling from the cocktail of mixed emotions, you were swallowing his cock over and over and over again. “Well – we’ve got about 10 minutes left until morning debrief. Best to let you catch a few winks, yeah?” Harry marched his way out without another word, Merlin grunting in acknowledgement before the door clicked shut.

“I… I… oh fff - ” he spoke the second the two of you were alone again, six-foot-two frame quivering as his hand gripped the back of your head. You could barely get a grip on him before he hunched forward with a grunt of your name.

You’re careful to breathe through your nose as he fucks your face, pumping his release into your mouth like you’d been dreaming of all fucking week. Pulse after pulse filled your mouth, swallowing as quickly as you could with your eyes wide. When he finally pulled back he was breathing heavily, hand falling limply from your hair before he suddenly went quiet.  

For a split second – you thought you’d killed him. The poor guy looked as if he could have passed out in his office chair after way too many drinks, slumped back with an arm covering his eyes.   “Hamish? … Hamish!”

You’ve never moved so quickly in your life, springing to your feet and grabbing his face in both your hands. His pulse was still running wild against your fingers, moving his hand away from his face to get a better look at him. A whole second passed that felt like an eternity before his eyes fluttered open, managing a low moan before you kissed him firm on the mouth.

“You scared the shit out of me! What happened?” You gingerly tugged his pants back up without disturbing his softening cock. “- Fucking hell. ‘m sorry love. Apparently I really needed that.” he mumbled drowsily, trying to draw you into his lap again. Instead you opted to stand, Hamish wrapping his arms around your waist as both of you caught your breath.

“Are you all right? I’m sorry that I kept going, I just wanted- ” Merlin shushes you softly, pressing a tender kiss to your hip and making your smile. “S’fine love. I know y’would’ve stopped if I’d asked. Besides, think it’s obvious I’m extremely relaxed now.” He unwinds himself from you to tap his bottom lip, the “grown up” version of puckering his mouth for a kiss which you happily gave him.  

“Let’s just hope Harry doesn’t realize what was going on,” you giggle quietly. Hamish was already dutifully straitening your clothing for you to smooth out any wrinkles he caused. “Aye – he’d probably run screamin’.” The two of you share a grin before his phone rings; leaving one hand on the small of your back while he uses the other to pick up the call.

It’s Harry’s voice that rings out, clear enough to make you dissolve into a fit of stifled laughter.

“Are you and Y/N quite finished in there?”

WRITTEN WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM MY FRIENDS: 

@cyber-nya @missredherring @orchiddarling​ @whirlybirbs @fishofmordor

Merlin x Reader x Harry \ You’ve got me under your spell

Prompt: Halloween - “It’s just a costume, don’t worry. We don’t actually shape-shift into monsters on Halloween night.”

Pairings: Merlin x Reader x Harry

Warnings: none

Word Count: 1,281

A/N: This might be a two parter guys~! Let me know if you want more. Gifs belong to the owners, in this case… zhivchik and bonespockjim. I do not own these gifs, they are used with the utmost respect.

(Y/F/D) – Your Favorite Dress, (Y/F/M) – Your Favorite Mask

It was Halloween and you were excited. You loved Autumn, loved dressing up for the occasion, and you were sure the men at Kingsman HQ would be in the spirit as well. Every year, The Kingsman would host a Halloween Ball to raise funds for cancer research, supporting an amazing cause. This was going to be a fantastic night!

The theme was masquerade and you had planned to wear (Y/F/D) to the event. When you had tried it on yesterday; you looked absolutely stunning. You wondered what the men would dress up as? Picturing Merlin and Harry all dressed up, a part from their normal dress suits, made you blush. This wasn’t the time to day dream, you glanced up at the clock and bit your lip while smiling. It was time to start getting ready.

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Lingerie | Reader x Merlin

I basically got carried away with a Kinktober prompt, so here it is, 2k+ words later. No sex (I originally planned it, but I’d rather save it for a part two with another kink?) but still NSFW!

Word Count: 2,099

Summary: Merlin takes Agent!Reader out for an apology dinner… and she gets the courage to make a move.

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Drive On, Drive On

Pairings: Merlin x Reader

Warnings: none

A/N: I drove too much today, and I’m interested in exploring the other people that make up the Kingsman organization, beyond the agents.

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A Man Possessed

fisorPairings: Merlin x Reader

Warnings: none

A/N: Merlin is possessed by the spirit of Lord Henry Blackwood.

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“ Come sit on my lap, love “

You’re huffing in his office, grumbling angrily about how Todd from engineering hasn’t gotten back to you on the new jet lay-outs (it’s been a whole week without one plane operational - it’s seriously putting a hold on things) and how everyone seems to think you’re some errand-girl who’s only good for coffee runs and –

“Come sit on my lap, love.”

His voice startles you out of your rant. You blink, catches his eyes from across the room. Merlin smirks, knowing all to well the kind of thoughts you have running through your mind.

You do as your told, and as you settle in his lap, one warm hand dips under your skirt while his mouth is at your ear. “Y’ need to de-stress, I think.”

“Ah, ah. I didn’t say you could touch me.”

Merlin clicked his tongue as you sank back onto the balls of your feet, kneeling before him. He sat on the edge of the bed, fully clothed, and you so badly wanted to reach up for him again, to press your hands against his thighs –

“That doesn’ mean y’can pout either, missy,” he snickered, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. Merlin smiled down at you as you crossed your arms over your chest, making it a point to pout even more.

He leaned forward, resting his elbows on top of his thighs as he threaded his fingers together as he pursed his lips for a moment. (In reality, he was trying to keep from giving in so easily. but that required more effort on his end than he’d rather admit to.)

“Maybe I should jus’ leave you there and give you a show, hm?” Merlin raised an eyebrow as your pout turned to a scowl.

How could he continue to tease you like this?!

“You like how I bend over for you, huh?” With whoever you want!

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You’d thought he was still sleeping when you wiggled out from underneath his arm, slipping on your panties from the night before and his cotton t-shirt that fell to your mid-thighs. Surprising Hamish with breakfast in bed sounded appealing after a long night of sex, wincing as you stooped down to find your slippers.

It was then that you heard a low and appreciative whistle from behind you, peering between your legs to see Merlin with his eyes glued to your ass. 

“You like how I bend over for you, huh?” Snagging your slippers, you hopped back onto the mattress to greet your still sleepy boyfriend. Wrapping his arms around your waist, Merlin tugged you gently so you were straddling his waist and the steadily growing bulge beneath the bed sheets.

“I love when you bend over for me,” he winked. “I also love it when you ride me.” 

By the time you two left the bedroom, it was way too late for breakfast. 

When Merlin realizes he loves you, and trying to tell you.

He knows he’s in deep after your first date.

He’s not young and naive anymore. He’s been on dates before – he’s seen other women, dated other women, kissed other women. But…

He’s never felt this way before. 

He knows it’s love on a Saturday morning in October. He’s at his desk, typing away at work after pancakes and bacon and too many maple syrup kisses. Weekends like this had started to become routine. You’d been lounging in the king-sized bed reading for most of the morning, but after insisting you do his laundry – it’d been a long week and he had accrued quite the pile – you carried a laundry basket full to the basement. Your raise your voice, and Merlin’s heart swells from his spot at his desk.

“Ham’! Where’s your laundry detergent?!”

It’s so domestic and sweet and wonderful. 

That’s when he knows he loves you and he wants this to be forever.

He waits to tell you though. He waits on his heels, a bit fearful of rejection. Was it too soon? Was it rushed? Would he scare you off? 

And then, one night, while you two are curled up on the couch with beers in hands and socked feet up on the coffee table, and maybe you’re both a little drunk but everything is wonderful. You’re both just locked in the glow of one another, and he blurts it out.

“I love you.”

Your eyes light up and any worry he had before is gone when you plop you beer down on the coffee table and crawl into his lap. “I love you too, Hamish.”

*boops nose* you should do prompt #43 "you're lucky you're cute!" with merlin pls.

MANDDYYYYYY.

Merlinx Reader \  Gettinga Shave

Prompt:“You’re lucky you’re cute!”

Pairings:Merlin x Reader

Warnings:just fluff.

A/N:Gifsbelong to the owners, in this case…  my-favoritess.I do not own these gifs, they are used with the utmost respect.

(Y/F/S) - Your Favorite Song

Youalways watched Merlin shave in the morning, it was almost a routinein and of itself. He was so meticulous with it but he made it look soeffortless. It was a straight razor that he used because he loved howclose of a shave it gave him but that blade looked absolutelyfrightening. He didn’t know how long you’d been standing therewatching him but when he noticed, he laughed, “Something on myface?” he asked as he shaved a small portion of his neck.

Hewas busy cleaning the blade off in the sink when you asked, “Can Itry and shave you?”

Ofcourse, his eyes widened and he turned to get a look at you. Thereyou were, hands clasped together with a wide smile on your face. Hewanted to say no but he sighed and gave in, “You know, you’relucky you’re cute.”

Hemotioned for you to come closer explained all the technical jargonyou’d need to understand and do this properly, you didn’t want tonick the poor guy. He sat at the edge of the tub you both shared andyou knelt in between his legs, attempting not to shake. Your hand held the back of his head to support him but you were having a hard time keeping steady.  It was makinghim a little nervous, so he did what he always does when you werenervous. He sang (Y/F/S), his deep voice soothed you to the pointthat you could move in, taking a little bit of hair at a time.

Merlinwas laughing, instead of you using the small shaving bowl to wipe offthe excess shaving cream, you kept running back to the sink. You weresexy and adorable and he loved how you could pull both off at thesame time.

“Howam I doing?” you asked him, you were almost done. You just had hisright cheek left to do. He smirked and stood up to look in themirror, you couldn’t help blushing. His crotch was right in your faceand you had to turn your head to stop yourself from wanting to ripdown the zipper. As he sat back down, he noticed your reddened faceand grinned wildly.

“You’redoing amazing, (Y/N) but how’s about we finish this up and I take youto the bedroom for your reward.”

Youbit your lip and a giggle escaped you, “Yes please, Hamish.”

So,that was how you spent the morning, shaving Merlin and havingunbelievable sex afterwards.

Whatan absolute treat.

Can I request “ I love it when you grab the sheets when you’re about to cum. “ and with the best boy Merlin

Here you go Anon!

   Merlin could be an utter bastard when the mood took him. He would get this look in his eyes that made you wary every time. Maybe you missed it; it was hard to look at anything else when he was licking your cum from his fingers.

  Seconds later he was sliding deep inside of your, seating himself to the hilt. You groaned and tilted your hips up to meet him. His movements were slow and measured. A rolling thrust paired in with a smooth pulling out. Worst of all was what he was saying, his accent heavy with lust.

   “Fuck. You look gorgeous, love. Spread open for me, your thighs already wet from my fingers.” If he’d been fucking you harder, faster, you knew his cock would be making obscene noises from just how wet you were. But he kept up his maddening pace. “An’ your nipples are so hard, just begging for attention.” He leaned down to take one in his mouth. Merlin scrapped it with his teeth and you shuddered. “But most of all,” He whispered, letting on of your legs go to reach between you and thumb your clit. Your hips rocked up to chase his fingers. Your orgasm was building, and it was going to be a good one. “I love it when your grab the sheets when you’re about to come.”

   You gasp out a laugh that dissolves into a moan. He was right. You release the sheet you’d been clutching in your fists and pull him down to you to kiss him hungrily.

❝Can we go out for fried chicken?❞

For you and @orchiddarling; great minds think alike.

   You both ask it at the same time. Merlin grinned at you over the rim of his glass and threw back the remaining liquid. He stood up and pulled on his jacket, offering you a hand to help you down from the bar stool. You stuffed some cash in the tip jar and took his hand.

   The air outside the pub was cool and Merlin had one long arm wrapped around your wait. It felt perfect.You aren’t completely drunk, but tipsy enough to bump hips with him as you walked.

   By the annoyed look the cashier gave you it’s clear that you’re not the first drunk customers they’ve served and you wouldn’t be the last.

   “This was such a good idea.” Merlin sounded like he’s salivating. He took a huge bite from a thigh and closed his eyes. He’s not leaning back or moaning, but it’s a near thing. You make some noise of agreement, because your mouth is full of salty, savory, goodness. You were enjoying this so much. Why was food tastier when you were drunk? It wasn’t fair to sober you.

   “Oh fuck.” You blurted as an amazing idea came to you. You went to the counter and got another order of fried chicken. Merlin raised his eyebrows in question. “Chicken and waffles. For breakfast tomorrow.”

   He paused chewing, processing what you said. He put the chicken down and blinked. “What did I do to deserve you?” He looked like he was getting teary eyed.

"You make the most adorable sounds" and "say my name" with merlin??? Please??? You're great have a lovely day

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A/N: Oh my gosh, you are the cutest thing! I hope you have a lovely day too!

The impending arrival of yourorgasm was a welcome form of tension after yet another day of grueling tests,all brought upon by a certain handsome Quartermaster. A Quartermaster who wascurrently settled on top of you, watching your face intently with a mischievousglint in his eye.

“Youfeelin’ good, luv?” Although he had maintained perfect physical composure,Merlin’s voice had grown to a deeper and thicker brogue and you could have comeright then. “You make the most adorable sounds. I wonder what’ll happen…”

Without missing a beat heflipped you over, settling you directly over his hips before sliding homeagain. The surprise chance of position left you too disoriented to even try andmuffle your groan of delight. His cock stretched you out soperfectly, reaching an even deeper angle with you on top.

 You instinctively gripped ontothe headboard of the bed to maintain your balance.  “That’s it… that’s my good girl,” Merlingrunted in approval. You bounce back eagerly against his thrusts, sharing aheated gaze with the man beneath you. “Say my name, Y/N. No one better to testif these rooms are really soundproof.”

 Of course they were – but youwere hardly in the position to protest. 

@missredherring @cyber-nya

For Merlin’s Sake

Word Count: 3,525 words

Warnings: slight cussing, mentions of death

June 18th, 6th Century. Outside the City of Camelot. 6:59 pm.

She couldn’t breath. Not one bit. Her whole face had practically turned a different color, soaked in sweat. After riding on her horse for 5 consecutive days she was practically wavering, without rest and with little water and food in take for herself. She made sure her lovely horse had plenty of food and water, making sure not to ware her out. But she couldn't help it, she promised her father she would not stop. Not until she reached the heart of Camelot to speak with a man. A man she hadn't seen in nearly a decade. As she approached further into the palace, she took notice of the way the Knights had grown weary of a girl riding in on horseback, a large cape and hood hiding her identity. The brunette slowed her horse down, running her free hand along the neck of her horse before coming to a complete stop in the middle of the courtyard. Alice expertly hopped off, taking a hold of the lead being stopped from taking any further steps as the Knights approached her their swords at the ready.

"Show yourself," Alice let out a slight sigh, hastily removing the hood from her face letting all of her curls fall loosely onto her face. She stared intently at the one who had asked her to do so, whose eyes had widened slightly at the sight of blood trailing down the side of her head.

"You are injured. Let us take you to-"

"I'm fine. I promise. I hit my head on a rather large branch while riding here, nothing a little water and crushed yarrow won't fix." She spoke clearly, thanking the fellow who offered to take her horse from her as she made her way to what she assumed was the leader of the Knights. She gave him a warm smile, offering her hand as a sign of peace knowing it would help gain a bit of trust, "The name's Alice. I come from a long ways away. I've been riding for about 5 days, so I apologize if I caused any fear by arriving abruptly."

"No need, m'lady. I am Sir Leon, Knight of Camelot." he sent a comforting smile, shaking her hand briefly before releasing it. "May I ask why you are here?"

"I came to visit someone. I'm not quite sure if you know who they are, or if they still reside in Camelot but it's extremely important that I find them... his name is Merlin." At the mention of his name, the 5 Knights before her perked up looking around at one another as one of them stepped up. He had dark brown hair, and a slight amount of stubble on his chiseled cheeks and he had a slight aura of him that just screamed; innocence.

"I'm Sir Lancelot. Merlin is a friend of ours, we'll gladly take you to him."

"Thank you so much, it would mean the world to me." Alice bowed her head out of respect towards the Knights before following in hot pursuit after them, holding onto the layers of coats and outer layers as she ran up the stone steps so she wouldn't trip.

 June 18th, 6th Century. Outside the King’s Chamber. 7:15 pm.

Alice stood nervously besides Sir Gwaine, who had taken a liking to the short girl currently having a hand on the small of her back. The only Knights who were currently with Alice were Sir Leon, Sir Lancelot and Sir Gwaine as they didn't want to take away from their training session. Once Sir Leon knocked and had received a clear enter, they made their way with Alice sticking close to Gwaine.

"Sire, we have someone who seeks Merlin. She says it's rather urgent, but we can come back later if you would prefer." Alice took a quick peak at their king, nearly toppling over as she saw how drop dead gorgeous he looked even in his armor. But what caught her off guard was the 6 foot tall of a man residing beside the king, currently fixing the red cape around his shoulders, once he had turned around they both made eye contact. Merlin's body stiffened, his body going numb as he saw a face he never thought he would see again. Alice stood there in a pair of trousers, similar to his, except she had a rather tight fitting top that was tucked into them adorned by a dark brown belt. The layers she had on over covered most of her body, but he knew that she would be wearing her signature cream colored button up with most of the strings undone.

"No, I’m quite alright. Merlin? You're free to go."

"Thank you sire" Merlin gave a brief nod, making his way towards Alice offering his arm out to her, letting her loop her arm through his as they made their way to his chambers. The awkward silence that followed was nearly unbearable, but they knew they couldn't utter a word unless it was under the comfort of Merlin's room. She tightened her grip on his arm, leaning further into his touch as they approached the room.

"Alice.." He breathed out as he shut the door his room shut, bringing the princess into his arms holding her tightly. Her arms wrapped around him playing with the dark hair on the nape of his neck, feeling herself melt into his familiar embrace. Alice grinned squeezing her eyes shut, letting the brunette sway them back and forth. After a short couple of minutes Merlin slowly released the girl, keeping his hands on her waist.

"What brought you here? Is your father okay-"

"My father... he passed away a couple weeks ago. He grew very sick... but while on his death bed he gave me this," The girls voice wavered, reaching for the string around her neck containing the gift her father had given her, holding it tightly in her fist showing it to Merlin whose eyes had grown wide looking back up at her.

"The Royal Seal...b-but I thought your brother-"

"After my father fell ill, my brother wasn't able to handle it. He realized how quickly he would have to become king, and have to handle all the people in our kingdom so he fled. Once my father had heard the news, he knew that I would be the best person to take over. When he passed, I went on a search for my brother for a couple weeks but I haven't had any success in finding him. Which is when I made the decision to come find the one person I knew could help me; you. " Merlin ran his thumb over her small hands, chewing on his bottom lip thoughtfully his train of thought being broken by her hands freeing themselves from his grasp. Alice cupped his face looking intently into his piercing eyes, giving him a weak smile.

"It would be an honor to be able to help you. However, I think you should tell Arthur who you are. That way, if anything happens, at least he will know instead of thinking I'm sneaking around with some girl."

"Oh, I'm just some girl now, aren't I Merlin?" Alice teased, pulling away from the sorcerer whose cheeks were a light shade of pink. His mouth opened and closed a couple times, trying to think of a way to take back what he said. The bewildered look on his face made the princess giggle making her way over to his bed and sprawled herself on it. She sighed contently, letting her tired eyes flutter shut as she melted into the bed. "Even though this bed feels like a stack of hay, this is the most comfortable I have been in 3 weeks. Sleeping on a solid ground has and will never be comfortable, no matter how many blankets I bring."

"Arthur's told me that I make a pretty cozy bed," Merlin grinned down at Alice, poking her side as she let out a loud snort at his comment rolling over so he could sit down. She pried her heavy eyelids open, giving Merlin her best puppy eyes as he made himself comfortable with his back on the stone wall.

"Sleep with me,"

"I-I'm sorry?" His eyes were wide a breath stuck in his throat, feeling his face growing hot as she blinked innocently up at him. She fiddled with the blue shirt he was wearing, her bottom lip slightly jutted as she grinned.

"Is that a crime? I haven't had a proper nights rest and my body feels 30 pounds heavier now that it has made itself comfortable. And... I miss being able to fall asleep next to my favorite person," As Merlin realized that the princess had no other intentions other than taking a small nap, he felt himself relax nodding his head rather reluctantly. She smiled excitedly, letting Merlin scoot down so she could lay her head on his chest. His toned arms wrapped around her, holding her tight to him as he took notice of her rapid decrease in her breathing and heart rate. Her free hand was tracing patterns onto his chest, smiling to herself because she didn't feel like anything else mattered. Of course their relationship was frowned upon, but Alice never was one to pay attention to the rules or judge anyone for their class. As her unconscious mind started to take over, she felt her body growing tired letting herself relax just as Merlin had also grown quite relaxed as he rubbed circles onto her arm feeling his body melt into a dream state.

 June 19th, 6th Century. Merlin’s Room. 9:03 am.

"Merlin... Merlin! You better unlock this door and explain to me why in the world you didn't come back last night. I had to undress on my own, and now my armor-”

"Merlin...honey. I think your precious king is calling you," Alice whispered against Merlin's chest, feeling him jolt up sending the small girl tumbling off the bed. She groaned quietly against the hard floor, giving him a thumbs up as she made herself comfortable with her cheek pressed against the cold stone. Merlin hastily opened the door to his bedroom, hiding his room from Arthur's eyes as he came face to face with the king. Merlin gave him his goofy grin, trying to ignore the death glare Arthur was currently giving him.

"Do you have a good explanation as to why you have been gone for over 15 hours?"

"Well, you did tell me I was good to go," Before Merlin could finish what he was saying, Arthur shoved past him which sent Merlin into a frenzy as he realized Alice was still on the floor, "Arthur! I can explain,"

"You can explain as to why you have a body on the floor of your bedroom?"

"That's entirely my fault, sire." Alice groaned, heaving herself off the ground throwing her heavy coats onto Merlin's bed. She caught glance of Arthur, noting they were wearing almost the exact same outfit except for the sword hanging off his hip, "I wanted to go to bed after riding for 3 weeks, not including the time it took to travel here. I suppose I never realized how tired I truly was. I take blame for keeping him from you,"

"W-well, it's quite alright. I don't think you meant any harm." Arthur stumbled over his words, eyeing the girl with intense curiosity at the way she spoke. Alice stood alongside Merlin, nudging him playfully giving both the king and his servant breathtaking grins. Before Arthur could make his way out, he took notice of the ring dangling around her neck. He took a couple steps forward, taking a hold of the necklace twirling it in between his fingers as the girl froze underneath him.

"The Royal Seal of Cambia... how did you get this?" Alice glanced over at Merlin who gave her a knowing smile, throwing her a wink. The princess took a hold of the ring from Arthur's hands, removing the necklace from around her neck running her finger over the symbol.

"My father- he gave it to me before he passed. It would have gone to my brother, but he left as soon as he realized that his foreseen future wasn't as far as he thought it was.” She ran her fingers through her curls, sighing heavily. “I went looking for him after my father passed, but I haven't had any luck. I came to Camelot looking for Merlin, the only person I trust to help me in something like this... except he convinced me that telling you would be the best thing to do. So, here I am. I do apologize for not telling you earlier,"

"I apologize to you, your highness. If I had known, then I could have gotten you a proper bed to sleep in. This is no room for-"

"My lord... I can assure you, it was quite alright. I will bring all of my belongings and clothes together, and Merlin will lead me to the spare bedroom. You have nothing to worry about," She flashed him a quick smile, seeing his cheeks grow red as he bowed his head at the princess before he made his way out of the room closing the door behind him. Alice smacked the giggling boy, turning to gather her clothes and stuff them into an extra bag she had carried along throwing it at Merlin who caught it with ease. She bent down to grab her other bags but was shoved aside as Merlin gathered them all in his arms giving the princess a cheeky grin pressing a small kiss to her cheek.

"Grab your sword and then we can head to your room. You might want to hurry before I take the offer up, and you'll be stuck with me,"

"That doesn't sound too bad-"

"Don't tempt me, Alice," He shouted over his shoulder, letting a small smile creep onto his face as he heard her laugh from his room. Alice shook her head at him, shoving her sword into the sword holder letting her hair loose from the half up half down hairstyle it was in. She jogged to catch up to Merlin who was already making his way down the stairs, wrapping her arms around his shoulders shaking the brunette playfully.

"What's got you in such a hurry? You ready to get rid of me?"

"Of course." He teased, turning to look at his best friend whose face seemed just as joyous as his. She shoved him playfully, making a run for it down the stairs as she heard him run after her. Loud shrieks of laughter and excitement left her body as she nearly fell as he caught her around her waist, pulling her close to his chest. She felt his breath against her neck, turning to face him pressing a kiss to his nose.

"Lead the way, Merl..."

September 25th, 6th Century. The Armory. 2:38 pm.

Alice let out a loud laugh as she watched Merlin and the Knights tossing Elyan's helmet around, quieting down as she watched Arthur walk in and snatch the helmet from midair. They locked eyes momentarily, the princess throwing a quick wink his way.

"I would like to have a meeting with all of you, including you Alice. Would you mind walking with me as the Knights change out of their armor?"

"Of course not, sire. Excuse me, sir knights," Alice smiled at the young guys she's grown to consider friends, making her way out of the armory walking alongside King Arthur. Once she knew they were out of earshot she nudged into him playfully, which made the tall man chuckle.

"You know... this meeting I called is for you,"

"For me? Why- oh... Arthur. I thought we agreed to keep this in between the two of us... what if they start treating me differently?" The girl had stopped in the middle of the corridor, maintaining eye contact with the King as he let out a loud sigh. Even though Arthur stood a little over half a foot taller than her, she still tried to show that she wasn't about to back down without an argument.

"I want to be able to take you alongside me to missions, and know that you're fully protected from any harm..."

"Arthur, you are too kind. But, I can assure you I can fully take care of myself. Alongside my brother, I am the most skilled fighter in the kingdom. I could take down half your knights blindfolded, no offence," Arthur let a small laugh slip, before bringing his hands to hold onto her smaller hands, "Before you go and make me feel all bad, I give you permission to tell your knights. I understand your concern and if it helps ease your mind whilst in battle then so be it."

"Thank you. And after we tell them, maybe you can show off some of those moves," Alice laughed tugging the blonde along to the meeting room, ignoring the blush that made its way onto her cheeks. Arthur felt his heart soar as he looked down at the princess, trying to ignore the butterflies in his tummy. The two nobels waited a few short moments before the Knights and Merlin waltzed their way into the room.

"If you could all take a seat, Alice and I have some important news we wish to discuss," A look of curiosity flashes across all of their faces except Merlin who seemed pleasantly surprised. Alice felt a wave of heat wash over her, removing the cape draped around her shoulders along with the long sleeved jacket leaving her in a white blouse with the first few buttons left open, “Alice here, is Princess of Cambia. She didn’t want anyone to know because she didn’t want to alert anyone of her presence. But after I caught her in my servants room, she thought it best to tell me of why she was here.”

The look that flashes across everyone's faces seemed rather similar to what she expected to see. She bit at her bottom lip rather nervously, tucking a loose curl behind her ear flashing the Knights a smile. They no longer looked at her with that friendly stare, but more like a robotic stare like they were meant to look at her like that.

“Please don’t treat me any different. I am still Alice. Just a girl trying to find her brother, and hoping to make a difference with all the near kingdoms. Alright? I could still beat all of you blindfolded, especially you Gwaine,” She teased, which in turn made all the Knights burst out laughing except for Gwaine who just smirked up at the princess,” and one more thing. Merlin and I will be departing in two days, and we aren’t exactly sure when we will be back but I can assure you. Merlin will take good care of me.”

“My lady-”

“But what if you bring just two of us-”

“At least bring me-”

The sound of their voices overlapping each others, including Arthur who seemed rather ticked off at the idea of the princess and Merlin being off in the middle of nowhere all on their own. Alice raised her hand, which in turn made all the blabbering Knights come to a halt. Arthur tightened his hold on the leather belt surrounding his waist, eyeing the brunette who stood shifting his weight as he never took his eyes off of Alice.

“I don’t want to leave Camelot unprotected, so if, and only if I decided to take any of you, I will only take 3 not including Merlin.” They nodded their heads understandingly, except for Arthur whose face had remained rather stoic. Alice looked over the blonde flashing him a warm smile which he returned happily, feeling a light blush sprinkle his pale skin. He waved a hand at the Knights as a sign of dismissal, they bowed their heads at the King and shuffled out the door leaving Arthur, Alice and Merling to stand around the table rather awkwardly.

“I think that went rather well-”

“Alice?”

“Yes, sire?”

“I have a slight question,” He muttered out, feeling a blush creeping up his neck setting his large hand on the back of the chair looking over at Alice who was looking at him rather intently,” I was wondering if I could join you and Merlin.”

Alice’s eyes flickered over to Merlin whose eyes had grown rather wide, his thumbs fiddling together. The deafening silence that followed almost made her want to crawl into a hole, and never come out.

“Arthur... I would love to have you,” Arthur felt his heart swell, feeling a smile make it’s way onto his face loosening his grip around the back of the chair,” but... I can’t. Merlin told me how you feel about magic, and what the rule here in Camelot is, and I don’t think I’ll be able to find my brother without it-”

“Forget about the law, I want to keep you safe, Alice. Magic or no magic. I would do anything to ensure your safety.” Merlin’s lips parted feeling his body stop functioning as he reminisced on Arthur’s words, locking eyes with Alice whose face was as a pink as a cherry blossom. She felt a smile creeping onto her face, biting her bottom lip to stop herself from grinning.

“Well... I suppose 4 people is always better than 3.”

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