ayoungboy | Spellbound

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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From:

royalpratness

It was the kerchief. Arthur can't help but smile as he leans his head against the window of his car. We got something in common.

From:

ayoungboy

Really? Merlin smiles, himself. I asked if there'd be any scandals, Arthur. Not taking any secret consorts, are we? He's just teasing. They haven't known each other long, but Arthur doesn't seem like that sort of man.

From:

royalpratness

No scandals, no secret consorts. I'm very boring and old-fashioned in that regard.

From:

ayoungboy

I say, being attracted to cock isn't very old-fashioned. Was he flirting? Maybe just a little. But Arthur was a King, and Merlin just hadn't had a friend in a while...though Arthur was a very attracted king...

From:

royalpratness

Arthur chuckles when he reads the text, typing his answer right away. No, but not indulging in casual sex to avoid gossip is. At least in his book.

From:

ayoungboy

You saying, if no one gossiped, you'd indulge, my lord?

From:

royalpratness

I might. Depends if the person is worth taking that risk for. It's difficult to keep secrets in my position.

From:

ayoungboy

Merlin chuckles, tapping out another text. Another thing we have in common.

From:

royalpratness

Arthur smiles. Seems like it. How about we meet tomorrow at 2pm? Should give us enough time for your dress fitting.

From:

ayoungboy

If I can. I think there's something brewing in Belgium. I'll have to check that out first.

From:

royalpratness

What do you have to do with Belgium? I thought your duties were UK only. Anyway, try not to be late. The press hates to be kept waiting.

From:

ayoungboy

If something there will affect us, I have to check it out, don't I? Might be another assassination plot.

From:

royalpratness

Okay, good point. Still, please try to be punctual.

From:

ayoungboy

I try! Doesn't always work, I grant you. I'll be there.

From:

royalpratness

Okay. Be safe in Belgium.

Arthur hopes he won't have to treat another injury. Sighing, he put his phone on mute and walks into his next meeting.

From:

ayoungboy

Merlin shows up half an hour late, in the same clothes he always wore - as a woman. His eyes were still the same, wide and tired as he appeared there, in the chambers. "Alright, what do I have to do?"

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royalpratness

"Jesus Christ!" Arthur jumps, almost falling out of his chair. "Can you warn a man before appearing out of the blue?!" He takes a moment to look Merlin's new appearance up and down. "Not bad." Looking at the clock, Arthur gets to his feet. "We'll have thirty minutes to get that dress fitted. Should be enough time."

From:

ayoungboy

"Part of the perks," Merlin smirks, looking down at himself. "Yeah? I prefer my cock to these." He squeezes one breast, then makes a face.

From:

royalpratness

Arthur laughs, raising an eyebrow. "I can't see anything wrong with them." Grinning, he opens the door for Merlin. "Let's go see my tailor. Oh, what should I call you?"

From:

ayoungboy

"They're not two balls and a dick," Merlin deadpans, nodding and walking through the door. "Ah...Mary? Lynn? I don't know. Pick whatever you want."

From:

royalpratness

"No but did you know that vaginas have thousands more nerve endings than penises? Orgasms must be so much better for women." Arthur muses, wondering where he had read this. "Mary it is."

From:

ayoungboy

"...well no, I don't suppose I did." Merlin smiles wryly. "And you are only to call me that when I'm a woman, aye?"

From:

royalpratness

"Fine. Mary." Arthur grins, opening the door to one of the downstairs rooms where his tailor is awaiting them. He presents Merlin with several dresses he has selected, letting him (now her) make the choice.