Hills Outside of the City, Camelot, Friday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

There was a great deal of work left to be done, and Arthur had done as such just that morning until Gaius had gently reminded him he was supposed to be recovering still. With no interest in sitting around his room whittling or anything of the sort, Arthur had announced he was to go hunting.

This was, of course, somewhat counter to Gaius's concerns, but really, he'd assured the man, he was only taking Merlin for a quick jaunt to get some rabbits or maybe a deer. Strictly the simple stuff.

Apparently the tone in his voice had carried Arthur's meaning across to Gaius, because that had been the end of it. (Not that Arthur would have ever let Gaius order him to stay anywhere, except the man could be a bit odd in his own way, and the last thing Arthur needed today was a codgy old physician pottering after him with a bowl of leeches and a raised eyebrow and-- All right, maybe he was a little terrified of Gaius, but honestly, it was like people didn't expect him to be able to take care of himself after nineteen-- all right, eighteen, according to the slower turning of seasons in Camelot-- years of living)

If Arthur were to be forced to spend time outside of the reconstruction effort, he'd make it something enjoyable. Which is why, after an illicit trip down to the kitchens and a shout in Merlin's general direction, they were heading out into the woods.

And then past the woods, onto the hilltops and their sprawling fields. The view was nice, the early spring sun was nice, and Arthur would be lying if the company wasn't nice.

Of course, it was absolutely nothing like hunting, but shh. He'd mention the true purpose of this jaunt in due time.

This was an excellent idea, if he did say so himself.

[[ for the ears; thread goes nws ]]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Those were good noises! Very good noises.

Merlin sucked harder, pressing his finger more insistently against that spot. Still not about to force anything, but pressure was constant.

[bitchprince]

...so he may have rubbed back against that pressure. Ignoring a fresh new, slight blast of shame that curled up in his gut.

(Not-quite-enough)

"Jesus," he said, with feeling. "Next time--" Something something. He was starting to hurtle towards the end rather quickly.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Mmmhmm," Merlin replied, concentrating hard on the task at hand. Next time he ought to just start with fingers right away!

[bitchprince]

... just as long as he never told anyone about that.

"Merlin," Arthur said, refinding his voice with some effort. "You might want to-- pull off."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Oh, because he had so many people to tell here.

Pulling back, Merlin sped up his hand. "Alright."

[bitchprince]

Arthur's head, which had come up halfway into the proceedings, flopped back against the grass. He moaned loudly, pressing back against Merlin's fingers again. Nearly-- nearly there.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"C'mon," Merlin whispered, kissing what was exposed of Arthur's thigh. "C'mon."

[bitchprince]

He didn't so much come hard as come softly, spilling over Merlin's hand while he gasped for breath, reaching for him blindly.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin continued to very slowly move his hand until Arthur stilled. That worked better than expected!

He smiled, looking up at him as he wiped his hand off on the grass. "Good?"

[bitchprince]

Arthur growled something in the back of his throat. "Decent," he said, finally, and genuinely reached to tug him down now. For a kiss, and possibly some courteous spreading of his legs in case Merlin might want to get an early start on his own problem.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Okay," Merlin replied, scrambling up to kiss him back and... alright, mostly rut against Arthur's stomach where the shirt was pushed up.

[bitchprince]

Arthur draped one, languid-feeling leg over his back to give him more space. "C'mon, move," he murmured, stroking at the back of Merlin's neck with the other one.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin snorted against Arthur's neck, clinging to him tightly as he moved. "P-prat."

[bitchprince]

"Oi," Arthur said, softly, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Whatever part of the skin he could reach there, really. "There'll be plenty of time for other things, eh?"

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Of course," Merlin replied, eyes shut tightly. "Ohgodalmostalmost--"

[bitchprince]

Arthur pressed his mouth closer to his ear and muttered quiet encouragements, petting over Merlin's hair and then stroking down his spine as he moved. His thigh tightened over that skinny body.

He could really go for a nap. Sometime after this. Right now, he was watching.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Cheating! So much cheating there!

Merlin fisted his hands in Arthur's shirt, coming with a almost silent gasp far too quickly for his pride to accept. Arthur held out far longer, damn it.

[bitchprince]

Well, Arthur also hadn't had to watch him go at it without touching himself. It evened out.

He brought his fingers back up to toy with the hair in Merlin's nape, lowering his leg just so it'd be easier to doze. While draped in wizard.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I think we should have brought a blanket," Merlin said to Arthur's shoulder.

[bitchprince]

Arthur chuckled back at his ear. "Lazy arse," he muttered, sounding fairly content with the world.