Spellbound

[ayoungboy]

This week has been fucking exhausting. He'd been consuling all week and dealing with a threat over in Norway. Somebody trying to brew mind control potions, again. Why couldn't everybody just get along and stop fussing? He's finally back home, in England, heading up the wizarding council while they go over worldwide news, and he gets an invite - no, it isn't that. It's more of a demand, from King Pendragon.

He's a bit tired, really, and didn't feel like dealing with it. "Not now, thank you. Politely decline, for me?" He told the runner. "Send him some magical candy."

He just wanted to go home and finish his book, thank you. He didn't ask for these powers, but if he took a holiday the world would flip out. People held him in high regard for some reason - he wasn't that wise, or old. He was just a young man trying to do right. Yet somehow the King was demanding his presence.

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[ayoungboy]

"Brunette, bit of a beard?" Merlin laughs a little. "Well, no one's going to be looking for Emrys in plain sight."

[royalpratness]

"That's him, yes. He's a bit of a flirt." That's the understatement of the year.

[ayoungboy]

"I'll drop his ass in the mud," Merlin warns, stirring his tea.

[royalpratness]

"He's not going to try anything. At least not while he's on duty."

[ayoungboy]

"Oh, great." Merlin laughs and rolls his eyes.

[royalpratness]

"He's a good guy." Not that Arthur would ever admit that to Gwaine's face. "What have you been doing in the forest? You said you've spent the past few days there."

[ayoungboy]

"Had to visit a potions master up north. He lives in a very remote area, and the whole forest is shielded. Had to trek my way to him."

[royalpratness]

Arthur pulls a face. "Sounds like fun."

[ayoungboy]

"Oh, very." Merlin says sarcastically. "I take it you thoroughly enjoyed the pictures of my wand?"

[royalpratness]

"Very much so. I look at them every night before I go to sleep." Arthur grins.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin snorts out a laugh, winking. "Glad I can provide wanking material for our Lord."

[royalpratness]

Arthur starts laughing, accidentally inhaling some of his tea and ends up coughing violently.

[ayoungboy]

That just makes Merlin laugh harder, though he'd save Arthur if he were really choking.

[royalpratness]

He's not. It takes him some time but eventually, Arthur manages to get his breathing back under control, his head bright red by now. "Fuck." He wheezes, still half laughing.

[ayoungboy]

"Christ, Arthur," Merlin's grinning widely, raising a suggestive eyebrow. "Really gets you going, my wand does."

[royalpratness]

"Oh shut up." Arthur chuckles. "I told you it's really not that impressive."

[ayoungboy]

"That was just my practice wand," Merlin teases lightly.

[royalpratness]

"Really." Arthur lets his gaze drop to Merlin's crotch, raising an eyebrow.

[ayoungboy]

"Oh yes," Merlin laughs, following Arthur's gaze." Curious, my lord?"

[royalpratness]

"Maybe." He raises his head again, looking at Merlin directly. This is a terrible idea. There are certain lines that shouldn't be crossed and their relationship is already complicated enough as it is.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin's teasing. Not that he doesn't think Arthur is attractive...hell, he'd jump his bones. But Arthur would never actually be interested in him. "I'll take that as a yes, sire." Merlin winks.

[royalpratness]

"Well, you were the one who told me that I can take you up on that one particular offer." Though Merlin might have been just teasing.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin smiles, raising an eyebrow. "Are you saying you really want to, Arthur?"

[royalpratness]

Arthur didn't expect such a direct question. He ducks his head, blushing. "I don't know. I don't want things to become complicated or awkward."

[ayoungboy]

"Wait...you're joking, right?" Merlin blinks, surprised. "You can't really be interested in me?"