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]

"I don't agree. Cutting off a limb is...an extreme disciplinary measure." Merlin shivers just thinking about it.

[royalpratness]

"Well, yes." Arthur squeezes Merlin's side. "Do you think I should tell my PR team that the fake relationship isn't as fake anymore?"

[ayoungboy]

"If you want to." Merlin smiles softly. "They don't know who I am, do they?"

[royalpratness]

"No, they don't and we should make sure it stays that way." For Merlin's own safety.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin nods approvingly. "But, if you want to tell them it's real, I don't mind."

[royalpratness]

"I think I should." From experience, Arthur knows that it's a bad idea to keep anything crucial from them.

[ayoungboy]

"Okay." Merlin smiles and kisses Arthur's cheek.

[royalpratness]

Arthur runs a hand through Merlin's hair, yawning. "Thank god I don't have any meetings tomorrow morning."

[ayoungboy]

"Some international crisis will break out in the morning." Merlin laughs, nuzzling into the man.

[royalpratness]

"Don't say that." Arthur mutters, resting his head against Merlin's.

[ayoungboy]

"Well it will," Merlin's eyes flutter shut. "Don't be offended if I'm gone in the morning...probably got called away."

[royalpratness]

Arthur sighs but nods. "And there I always thought that I'm on a busy schedule."

[ayoungboy]

"Mm, you are...mine's just a bit more adventurous..."

[royalpratness]

"More like dangerous." Arthur sighs.

[ayoungboy]

"That too," Merlin mumbles, quickly falling asleep. "Don't worry, Arthur...I'll keep ya safe..."

[royalpratness]

Arthur is more worried about Merlin's safety and about his own. "I know." Arthur mutters against Merlin's shoulder as he falls asleep as well.

[ayoungboy]

The next morning, surprisingly, Merlin is still there.

[royalpratness]

When Arthur wakes up, he's confused for a moment about the fact that there's a warm body next to him. It takes him a second to remember the last night. Smiling, he runs a hand over Merlin's back.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin practically mewls, still fast asleep but curled into Arthur's side tighty.

[royalpratness]

Arthur grins, glancing at his alarm clock. It's still early and there's no reason to wake Merlin up just yet.

[ayoungboy]

He looks exhausted, but happily so, peaceful and smiling faintly in his sleep.

[royalpratness]

Arthur keeps stroking Merlin's back lightly with no intention of waking him.

[ayoungboy]

He sleeps for a few more hours before there's a knock on Arthur's door.

[royalpratness]

Arthur had dozed off again, stirring when he hears the knocking. Groaning, he rubs his eyes and pushes himself up into a sitting position. "One second." Sliding out of bed, Arthur quickly goes to put on a bathrobe before opening the door just a crack.

[ayoungboy]

Merlin moaned in disapproval and rolled over, burying his face in Arthur's pillow. His back was exposed, down to his hips, the covers barely covering his ass.

"Sire," There's a servant there with a tray of food. "...you've slept past breakfast."