Childish Games - 2
Author: min7girl
Title:Childish Games - 2
Rating:PG
Pairing/s:Merlin/Arthur
Summary:Arthur wants Merlin to pay attention to him and stop looking at some dumb model.
Warnings:None
Prompt:Photo Prompt: hunk du jour
Author's Notes: this will be part of series. Might make more today or this week. :)
Arthur was FPM after the shower incident. FPM being a phrase his sister coined to describe his "Full Pout Mode". Arthur didn't deny it. He knew he stomped around like a child when he didn't get his way at times, but he also knew he had valid reasons for how he felt when he did it. He huffed a strangely put out sound before collapsing naked on his bed. What could he do to prove to Merlin that he was not only sexy but hot enough to be his model?
He thought of all the times compliments came his way. Mostly women, some men, most while out about town in his favorite…oh yes. That could work.
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The water for the tea barely made it to a nice boil when Arthur walked into the kitchen in his seduction jeans. The cup in Merlin's hands shook a little at the resulting blood loss.
Merlin hoped for more FPM time. Maybe long enough to get his previous erection a bit more under control, but Arthur had apparently glommed on to the "Merlin doesn't think I'm Sexy" idea and now needed to punish Merlin for playing his game.
"Make me some?" Arthur purred up next to Merlin, his skin still fresh and smooth.
"Make it yourself." Merlin barely rolled his eyes in reply, before grabbing his cup in one hand and his trusty sketchings in the other. If he moved slowly pretending not to spill his tea he could make it to the other room without Arthur noticing his sizably awkward limp.
Title:Childish Games - 2
Rating:PG
Pairing/s:Merlin/Arthur
Summary:Arthur wants Merlin to pay attention to him and stop looking at some dumb model.
Warnings:None
Prompt:Photo Prompt: hunk du jour
Author's Notes: this will be part of series. Might make more today or this week. :)
Arthur was FPM after the shower incident. FPM being a phrase his sister coined to describe his "Full Pout Mode". Arthur didn't deny it. He knew he stomped around like a child when he didn't get his way at times, but he also knew he had valid reasons for how he felt when he did it. He huffed a strangely put out sound before collapsing naked on his bed. What could he do to prove to Merlin that he was not only sexy but hot enough to be his model?
He thought of all the times compliments came his way. Mostly women, some men, most while out about town in his favorite…oh yes. That could work.
__________
The water for the tea barely made it to a nice boil when Arthur walked into the kitchen in his seduction jeans. The cup in Merlin's hands shook a little at the resulting blood loss.
Merlin hoped for more FPM time. Maybe long enough to get his previous erection a bit more under control, but Arthur had apparently glommed on to the "Merlin doesn't think I'm Sexy" idea and now needed to punish Merlin for playing his game.
"Make me some?" Arthur purred up next to Merlin, his skin still fresh and smooth.
"Make it yourself." Merlin barely rolled his eyes in reply, before grabbing his cup in one hand and his trusty sketchings in the other. If he moved slowly pretending not to spill his tea he could make it to the other room without Arthur noticing his sizably awkward limp.