arthur/merlin one-shot, [PART ONE] the one where a sneaky foot massage leads to smut
By: little_seahorse
Title: The one where a sneaky foot-massage leads to smut.
Genre: modern!AU, non magic, fluff
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin, brief Merlin/Will
Rating: NC-17
Word count: around 5,500. Broken in two as it wouldn't fit in one post.
Notes: *waves* Quite new to this fandom. This is my first Arthur/Merlin fic & i'm gifting it to ( Read more... )
Arthur's sick of going for weeks between hearing his phone ring. This would be horrible. I don't know how he could possibly live with it.
Dickheads need not apply. Ohhh, Merlin.
Arthur fights the blush that rises without his permission and loses. Awww!
He didn't laugh a lot, but he had a sly wit, and was cheeky, and he smirked when he made Arthur laugh, which was often. I for some reason love the detail that he doesn't laugh a lot, but is funny anyway.
a line of it dark above the towel wrapped twice round his slim hips. I love that the towel wraps twice around him! Such a skinny fellow!
He'd only just started to toy with the idea in his head, of asking Merlin out. Oh! That's so sad, that he was actually going to act on it and now he can't and - *flutters*
how stupid he'd been to think that someone like Merlin would be unattached. ='(
Arthur never hears Will's name moaned, he doesn't hear Merlin's voice at all. That's really interesting to me. o.o
"G'morning, Arthur. Made your tea already." He made him his tea! How domestic!
There's a long pause before Merlin speaks again.
“The music isn't why you can't look me in the eye." I don't know if I like that Merlin teases him when he's so uncomfortable about it.
Arthur wonders at how relaxed Merlin looks. How comfortable he must be, with his own body, to sit in front of strangers with his bollocks out like that. I like this especially because Arthur doesn't seem to have the same self-confidence; it's a different kind of play on their characterizations.
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