Good Advice | Arthur/Gwen, light Merlin and Gaius | PG-13 (part 2 of 2)
Two days later, Arthur led Gwen back down the corridor to the physician's chambers, a bottle in his hand. When they neared the door, he said quietly, "Wait here." Then, giving her a kiss, he ducked inside.
Several minutes passed, and she was starting to wonder what Arthur was doing. When she heard him yell, "Merlin, run! There's a fire!" she ignored his instructions and ran through the doorway, ready to help.
Worriedly, she scanned the room... but saw no sign of any fire. Nor did she see her husband, for that matter. "Arthur?" she called.
At that, he emerged from Merlin's chamber, pulling the door shut behind him and looking quite cheerful. "Right here." He came toward her as if he hadn't a care in the world, and closed the main door.
"What was that about a fire?" she asked, still not at ease.
"Just making sure the sleeping draught worked," he said, as he gently pulled her into his arms.
She frowned. "The sleeping draught..."
"Mm-hmm." He pushed her hair back over her shoulder and leaned down to kiss her neck. "I got it from Gaius yesterday."
His lips on her skin were rather distracting, but Gwen wanted the full story, first. "And?"
He slid a hand down to her bottom, pressing her closer. "And, he is away for at least the next hour, visiting a cottage on the outskirts of town. Merlin has just had a glass of wine that included a dose of the sleeping draught, and he did not even budge when I yelled about a fire."
Finally, she smiled. "We should probably hurry, just to be on the safe side."
She could feel his grin against her neck. "As my lady wishes."
Two days later, Arthur led Gwen back down the corridor to the physician's chambers, a bottle in his hand. When they neared the door, he said quietly, "Wait here." Then, giving her a kiss, he ducked inside.
Several minutes passed, and she was starting to wonder what Arthur was doing. When she heard him yell, "Merlin, run! There's a fire!" she ignored his instructions and ran through the doorway, ready to help.
Worriedly, she scanned the room... but saw no sign of any fire. Nor did she see her husband, for that matter. "Arthur?" she called.
At that, he emerged from Merlin's chamber, pulling the door shut behind him and looking quite cheerful. "Right here." He came toward her as if he hadn't a care in the world, and closed the main door.
"What was that about a fire?" she asked, still not at ease.
"Just making sure the sleeping draught worked," he said, as he gently pulled her into his arms.
She frowned. "The sleeping draught..."
"Mm-hmm." He pushed her hair back over her shoulder and leaned down to kiss her neck. "I got it from Gaius yesterday."
His lips on her skin were rather distracting, but Gwen wanted the full story, first. "And?"
He slid a hand down to her bottom, pressing her closer. "And, he is away for at least the next hour, visiting a cottage on the outskirts of town. Merlin has just had a glass of wine that included a dose of the sleeping draught, and he did not even budge when I yelled about a fire."
Finally, she smiled. "We should probably hurry, just to be on the safe side."
She could feel his grin against her neck. "As my lady wishes."
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