Fic: From What I've Tasted of Desire... - R - Arthur/Merlin
Title: From What I've Tasted of Desire (I Hold with Those Who Favor Fire)
Author: conclusivelead.
Beta: burningwhisper.
Film Prompt: Moulin Rouge.
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur.
Rating: R.
Word Count: ~2,500.
Warnings: Vagueness, introspective, insinuated nonconsensual sex. A lot of my usual angsty-angst.
Notes: Written for reel_merlin, take 2. Is the plot completely improbably? Yes. Is it half as long as it should be? Probably. But Real Life decided to be a bitch throughout the entirety of the writing of this fic, hence is terseness. This is a very introspective fic. I know, all I do is character studies, but I couldn’t resist. Also, this is probably the angsty-est thing I’ve ever written, which is a lot coming from the Queen of Angst. You’ve been warned. @.@
Summary: '“What will make me happy,” Arthur says, stepping away from the warm siren call of Merlin’s body and into the cold dark of the night that awaits him with Beiod, “does not matter anymore.”' Uther wishes to ally Albion with a neighbouring kingdom, but the price of the union is his son’s freedom. Arthur knows he cannot deny Beiod, but he’s not sure if he can deny Merlin, either. (Loosely based on the film Moulin Rouge. When I say loosely, I mean loose-as-an-extra-large-shirt-on-Merlin-loose.)
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