bitchprince ([personal profile] bitchprince) wrote 2010-01-16 06:38 pm (UTC)

"You and biscuits," Arthur sighed, yanking off another end of dried meat before putting the remaining stuff down on the nightstand.

He threw an arm over Merlin's chest under the covers. Warm. Er.

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