Kink Me! #35
Kink Me! #35
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"Well," Arthur said, gaining the top of the rock and nudging Merlin's thigh with his foot, "since you brought it up, I'd much rather - "
"Piss off!"
Arthur froze. "What did you say?"
Merlin dropped his hands and lifted his head, trying not to notice Arthur's ample thighs or thick stub of flaccid penis, the tattoo of a burning sword that seemed to pierce his heart. He collected all the misery of the past twenty-four hours, all the misery of growing up pining for boys who looked like Arthur Pendragon but would've sooner kicked his face in than spared him a sweet word, and said, "You heard me. I know you did. And I don’t care who you are; I was here first, I'm having a crap day, and I'm not looking for company, so… have your swim, whatever, but piss the fuck off my rock, yeah?"
"You can’t just… Do you know who I am?"
"You're Arthur Pendragon," Merlin said, "purveyor of such gems as 'Lip Quest' and 'History, Love.' Do you know, I had to listen to you belting out 'let me walk beside you, baby, in your garden of delights' over and over again for hours on my way up here? And it's not just that it sounds naff - it doesn’t even make sense, as everyone knows that's a euphemism and how the hell do you join a woman on a stroll through her own vagina? I mean, you're veering into freaky Fantastic Voyage territory there, and I really don't think that's what you… um."
Merlin tried to tell himself he imagined the stunned, hurt look on Arthur's face before he turned and dove into the water.
Not to mention Arthur's glorious backside, and the inked bird of prey that soared between his shoulder blades. It was eerily similar to the sketch Merlin had tacked to his corkboard, waiting for the courage and the funds to take it round to Alator's and go through with it.
Feeling a sharp pinch of guilt at his outburst, Merlin waited until Arthur's head resurfaced and called out, "All Red for Blue wasn't half bad though. Really liked 'You Call Me Friend,' and that one about the labyrinth!"
Arthur didn’t reply, but Merlin caught the quick glance back over his shoulder, the flash of a smile. He tread water for a moment, then struck up a steady front crawl - not towards the meadow shore where Merlin could see Arthur's clothes in a heap beneath the shrub bearing his own - but towards the far end of the pond. Merlin watched him swim until the deep ran out, stumble-wade, turn, and head back in the opposite direction.
He smiled, despite himself, and settled his head back on his arms. There were worse things than sharing a pond with Arthur Pendragon.
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Aithusa had me laughing. Poor Cyril's totally whipped.
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*tracks*
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the tattoo of a burning sword that seemed to pierce his heart
Wah! Brilliant!
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*tracks like a motherfucker*
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