"The Cottage" (Merlin/Arthur)
Title: The Cottage
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: FLUFF
Word Count: ~655
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Written for
adventdrabbles (insanejournal), "Lanterns Lined Driveway" Continuation of Day01, Day02, Day03
"Arthur, where are we going?" Merlin asked as he and Arthur drove in their car in the opposite direction from their home.
"It's a surprise, I told you," Arthur said.
Arthur had managed to calm Merlin down from his fit of jealousy about some bloke from a cafe who was apparently flirting with him. Arthur chuckled to himself at the adorableness of his husband's rage. Merlin's anger was not something to be reckoned with, but Arthur thought that his little fits of jealousy were still endearing. It's not like Arthur couldn't take whatever Merlin threw at him. He was twice the size of Merlin, after all.
Merlin huffed in aggravation, he hated being out of the loop. "I'd rather know whatever this surprise is. And don't think I haven't forgotten about your little stunt at the cafe!"
"It wasn't a stunt-" Arthur sighed. "I told you, I had no idea the bloke was flirting with me. I was looking at you while he was talking to me, I didn't even-"
"Whatever," Merlin roared.
Merlin was always upset with the way people felt so at ease with Arthur. It wasn't just that, most of them were also quite eager to get into his trousers. During their University years, before he and Merlin and gotten together, Arthur had a reputation of being "easy."
Arthur knew that's why Merlin had kept his distance from Arthur. He'd told Arthur it was because he didn't want to fall for someone who couldn't just simply be his, and his alone. Arthur had changed his ways dramatically for Merlin, and after their first night together, Arthur had never looked at anyone else.
Merlin still found that hard to believe.
"Here we are..." Arthur whispered as he pointed out the window to his left. He drove slowly into a driveway, where the streetlamps shined to brightly it looked as though the stars themselves had come down from the sky and were floating around them.
"Arthur this is-" Merlin's voice hitched a bit as he marvelled in the beauty. "What is this place?"
"It's the village of Mora," Arthur answered. "I rented a cottage here for us for the rest of the week and we'll go back to the city on New Year's Eve."
Merlin looked away from the window and turned to look at Arthur. The smile that he had on his face ensured Arthur that he'd succeeded in not only surprising Merlin, but picking out the right "wedding present" for them. Merlin had often told Arthur that he'd always dreamed of getting away from the city, and Arthur couldn’t think of anything else to give him.
They pulled up in front of a small cottage that was adorned in Christmas decorations; Merlin was having a hard time taming his excitement. He walked around the entire place and talked about how much he loved everything from the Christmas tree to the fireplace, to the tiny bedroom.
"Can we live here?" he asked and Arthur laughed, loving his excitement.
"If you really want to. But I think we might get sick of each other, so far away from civilisation," Arthur replied.
"Oh, I don’t think so!" Merlin said, smiling the way Arthur loved. Following the sly smile came a push onto the sofa near the fireplace and Merlin was on top of Arthur before he could say even think of an answer.
Merlin leaned in and kissed Arthur, and grabbed the back of his neck digging his fingers in Arthur’s hair. He pulled on Arthur’s hair harshly and bit his lower lip. Arthur groaned grabbing Merlin’s hips and pushing him down on his erection. Merlin began to move slowly as he settled himself in Arthur’s lap.
"I take it, this means you forgive me," Arthur whispered against Merlin’s lips as he struggled to remove Merlin’s sweater.
"Don’t ruin the moment," Merlin said harshly. "I’m trying to enjoy my wedding present."
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: FLUFF
Word Count: ~655
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Written for
adventdrabbles (insanejournal), "Lanterns Lined Driveway" Continuation of Day01, Day02, Day03
"Arthur, where are we going?" Merlin asked as he and Arthur drove in their car in the opposite direction from their home.
"It's a surprise, I told you," Arthur said.
Arthur had managed to calm Merlin down from his fit of jealousy about some bloke from a cafe who was apparently flirting with him. Arthur chuckled to himself at the adorableness of his husband's rage. Merlin's anger was not something to be reckoned with, but Arthur thought that his little fits of jealousy were still endearing. It's not like Arthur couldn't take whatever Merlin threw at him. He was twice the size of Merlin, after all.
Merlin huffed in aggravation, he hated being out of the loop. "I'd rather know whatever this surprise is. And don't think I haven't forgotten about your little stunt at the cafe!"
"It wasn't a stunt-" Arthur sighed. "I told you, I had no idea the bloke was flirting with me. I was looking at you while he was talking to me, I didn't even-"
"Whatever," Merlin roared.
Merlin was always upset with the way people felt so at ease with Arthur. It wasn't just that, most of them were also quite eager to get into his trousers. During their University years, before he and Merlin and gotten together, Arthur had a reputation of being "easy."
Arthur knew that's why Merlin had kept his distance from Arthur. He'd told Arthur it was because he didn't want to fall for someone who couldn't just simply be his, and his alone. Arthur had changed his ways dramatically for Merlin, and after their first night together, Arthur had never looked at anyone else.
Merlin still found that hard to believe.
"Here we are..." Arthur whispered as he pointed out the window to his left. He drove slowly into a driveway, where the streetlamps shined to brightly it looked as though the stars themselves had come down from the sky and were floating around them.
"Arthur this is-" Merlin's voice hitched a bit as he marvelled in the beauty. "What is this place?"
"It's the village of Mora," Arthur answered. "I rented a cottage here for us for the rest of the week and we'll go back to the city on New Year's Eve."
Merlin looked away from the window and turned to look at Arthur. The smile that he had on his face ensured Arthur that he'd succeeded in not only surprising Merlin, but picking out the right "wedding present" for them. Merlin had often told Arthur that he'd always dreamed of getting away from the city, and Arthur couldn’t think of anything else to give him.
They pulled up in front of a small cottage that was adorned in Christmas decorations; Merlin was having a hard time taming his excitement. He walked around the entire place and talked about how much he loved everything from the Christmas tree to the fireplace, to the tiny bedroom.
"Can we live here?" he asked and Arthur laughed, loving his excitement.
"If you really want to. But I think we might get sick of each other, so far away from civilisation," Arthur replied.
"Oh, I don’t think so!" Merlin said, smiling the way Arthur loved. Following the sly smile came a push onto the sofa near the fireplace and Merlin was on top of Arthur before he could say even think of an answer.
Merlin leaned in and kissed Arthur, and grabbed the back of his neck digging his fingers in Arthur’s hair. He pulled on Arthur’s hair harshly and bit his lower lip. Arthur groaned grabbing Merlin’s hips and pushing him down on his erection. Merlin began to move slowly as he settled himself in Arthur’s lap.
"I take it, this means you forgive me," Arthur whispered against Merlin’s lips as he struggled to remove Merlin’s sweater.
"Don’t ruin the moment," Merlin said harshly. "I’m trying to enjoy my wedding present."