Arthur's Chambers, Camelot, Sunday Night/Monday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur had spent entirely too much of the past week being badgered by a physician and a physician's apprentice about staying in bed to heal from his stabwound. (It wasn't even that big a wound; he could've been up and about ages ago)

Only that day, he'd been allowed to go about the castle again, picking up his work. After some time spent bedridden, it was both as nice as he'd expected, and far more exhausting. And so tonight (or this morning; it wasn't light yet, but it felt closer to sunup than sundown) he was sprawled back over his bed, enjoying the last fading scraps of inebriation from the wine drunk that evening, and with a clingy wizard sprawled, as per usual, over his chest.

Sigh. Merlin was such a girl.

[[ for the boy ETA and NSFW. Honestly, boys. Can't you at some point just snuggle? ]]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"You smell funny," Merlin informed him in a stage whisper.

[bitchprince]

"I don't smell funny," Arthur informed him, shifting, "And if you're bothered, don't put your nose in my armpit."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"It's not bad," Merlin insisted, still clinging to him. "Just... funny."

Alcohol was a wonderful thing with Merlin.

[bitchprince]

Arthur quietly revised his opinion: perhaps it was closer to sundown than sunup after all. "Your face is funny," he responded. Maturely. And nuzzled the back of it. In a manly way.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Your... hair is funny."

[bitchprince]

"I see we're really reaching the apex of your intellectual ability tonight," Arthur said, stroking his hand down Merlin's arm because it was there. Being an arm.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin rolled his eyes, careful of the wound as he wrapped his arms around Arthur. "Do you need the bandage changed?"

[bitchprince]

"No more than I did the last time you asked, ten minutes ago," he muttered, brushing his knuckles against Merlin's side, now. His voice softened. "You don't have to keep worrying, you twat."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I'm supposed to worry," Merlin informed him. "It's my job."

[bitchprince]

"It's your job to do chores for me," Arthur pointed out. "If you want to get technical." And to get your arse groped by Arthur, apparently, at the moment.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"I don't think that is in the official 'manservant' list of duties," Merlin informed him.

[bitchprince]

Arthur snorted slightly. "Neither was what you did a few hours ago," he said, shifting, ignoring the slight stab of pain that ran up his side.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin grinned, kissing his neck. "Complaining?"

[bitchprince]

"Hardly," he said, and stilled again, letting Merlin go about his business. "You'd think the novelty of no squirrels would wear off after a while, but..."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Not going to happen now," Merlin whispered. After a moment, he let his hands wander up and down Arthur's body.

[bitchprince]

Arthur quirked a slight smile, and he may have sighed, softly, once. "Thankfully."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin kissed him on the lips, slow and lazy now. "Round three?"

[bitchprince]

Arthur snorted slightly. "Sure you don't want to inquire after my health at least another two times, first?" he asked, then tangled his fingers in Merlin's hair to tug him back for another kiss.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Are you concerned that we're going too far?"

[bitchprince]

"...Going too far what?" Arthur asked, squinting at him. "Finish your sentences."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"To injuring you again?" Merlin asked, kissing him on the chest. Because it's there.

[bitchprince]

Arthur rolled his eyes slightly. "Unlike what you and Gaius seem to think, I'm no delicate flower," he muttered. "Don't expect me to perform complex forms in bed, but I think I'll survive your clumsy efforts."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin grinned and shifted to the side. "Lay back?"

[bitchprince]

"Bossy," Arthur said, but went without protest, laying far back and stretching out a bit. He was still pleasantly sleep-drunk on several levels; easier to accept one's fate, and all that.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Reaching beneath the pillow, Merlin grinned down at him. "Is that new?"