Room 325, Saturday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur was not always the most elegant to rise.

Especially not when he had someone's hands stuck in his armpits and the blanket was half-off the bed and the usual 'privacy time now' bowl of peanuts outside had frozen overnight (he was going to swear up a storm afterward about having to pay the squirrels extra for the privacy).

"Bloody hell," Arthur said - that was good morning, of a kind. "Who left the window open?"

The lack of lights wasn't nearly as impressive.

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[bitchprince]

"You'll get feathers all over the room," he muttered. Still a bit crabby, then, but he was leaning over to claim Merlin's neck as a personal resting place for his nose and it was nice.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I thought you'd be happy his flight feathers were coming in!"

[bitchprince]

"Not all over my room," Arthur told him. "You don't see me keeping hunting birds in my rooms back home, do you?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"No, but you have a falconer for keeping them," Merlin pointed out.

[bitchprince]

"And a place to keep them," Arthur finished, rolling his eyes a bit. "Another thing this castle lacks."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"And he's... less noisy lately." By less, Merlin meant he learned to tune out the cheerful screeching.

[bitchprince]

And now we had moved on to snorting. "Please," he said, "That bird could wake up the Pope in Rome."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"...well. I suppose if he was nearby, he could." MERLIN.

[bitchprince]

Arthur's eyes flicked up. "Sometimes I really worry about your brain, Merlin. And then you say something like that and I realise you can't possibly have one."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin gave him a look until he caught up on everything. "Oh, shut up."

[bitchprince]

"Why would I? Someone has to point it out. Might as well be me, while I'm here."

He stretched. This possibly involved taking up even more of Merlin's skin with his own limbs. Including his leg. Hi, leg.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You're an ass," Merlin informed him, sighing and closing his eyes as he shifted as close as possible.

[bitchprince]

Arthur sighed as well and nuzzled his ear. It was there, after all.

His hand moved a little higher up on Merlin's thigh. "You enjoy mouthing off far too much."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You'd think something was wrong if I stopped," Merlin pointed out,tangling his legs with Arthur's.

[bitchprince]

"I think I'd relish the quiet," Arthur said. "Might give your tongue a rest, too."

He kissed the skin by Merlin's ear lightly.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Arthur was just so lucky he was cute. "Ha ha."

[bitchprince]

"Well, all right, that's a lie," Arthur allowed, after a moment or so (during which his hand shifted up again, for some reason). "But only because your surly retorts are funny."