drabble: they stay like that, entwined
Title: they stay like that, entwined
Rating: PG
Genre(s): romance
Word Count: ~360
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Bradley/Colin
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin
Summary: Written for hermette's fu-a-thon for this prompt: Piggy back rides, cuddling like dysfunctional cats on sofas and ninja hugs. Originally posted here.
"Bradley."
Colin's voice is a low warning in his ear, breath warm as his arms clutch tight around Bradley's torso. Bradley huffs an amused laugh and hoists his co-star further up his back.
"Trust me, Col," he says, and takes off on a run through Pierrefonds castle.
Colin laughs all the way, loud and bright, cheek to cheek with Bradley.
*
"Whatcha watching?" Colin asks, joining Bradley on the sofa with two beers.
Bradley takes the beer in one hand with a smile of thanks, the other curling around Colin's waist and pulling him close. "Nothing," he replies, tipping the nose of the bottle to his lips, then settling it on the coffee table before switching the TV to standby with the remote. "Was waiting for you."
"Uhuh?" Colin grins, putting his beer down too and turning to face Bradley; his hands travel across Bradley's shirt to rest above his chest.
"Uhuh," Bradley echoes, and presses a quick kiss to Colin's lips, which Colin immediately deepens as he tries to pull away.
They stay like that, entwined side by side along the sofa, stretched out like cats. The kisses are slow and unhurried, as they bury into each other's warmth, and the feel of caressing fingers.
*
They're on set, but not on camera. The scene on the turrets of the castle has finished, and the crew have picked apart the equipment to move it to the grounds for a battle sequence. Colin is standing by the walls, staring below, across the landscape, when he's ambushed by large, encompassing arms around him.
"Surprise," he hears Bradley murmur in his ear, the smirk loud in his voice.
"Bradley," Colin says, tone admonishing, but he smiles and leans back into his boyfriend's warm embrace. "You need to get ready for the fight. Costume will be wanting you to put your chain mail on now."
"I know." Bradley's gloved fingers touch around Colin's front as he nuzzles into Colin's hair. "Just... give me a minute. I'll be gone in a minute."
Colin's hands fold over Bradley's. "Okay."
Together, they watch the clouds roll with the thin breeze, and the sun peek from behind to shine light upon them.
Rating: PG
Genre(s): romance
Word Count: ~360
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Bradley/Colin
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin
Summary: Written for hermette's fu-a-thon for this prompt: Piggy back rides, cuddling like dysfunctional cats on sofas and ninja hugs. Originally posted here.
"Bradley."
Colin's voice is a low warning in his ear, breath warm as his arms clutch tight around Bradley's torso. Bradley huffs an amused laugh and hoists his co-star further up his back.
"Trust me, Col," he says, and takes off on a run through Pierrefonds castle.
Colin laughs all the way, loud and bright, cheek to cheek with Bradley.
*
"Whatcha watching?" Colin asks, joining Bradley on the sofa with two beers.
Bradley takes the beer in one hand with a smile of thanks, the other curling around Colin's waist and pulling him close. "Nothing," he replies, tipping the nose of the bottle to his lips, then settling it on the coffee table before switching the TV to standby with the remote. "Was waiting for you."
"Uhuh?" Colin grins, putting his beer down too and turning to face Bradley; his hands travel across Bradley's shirt to rest above his chest.
"Uhuh," Bradley echoes, and presses a quick kiss to Colin's lips, which Colin immediately deepens as he tries to pull away.
They stay like that, entwined side by side along the sofa, stretched out like cats. The kisses are slow and unhurried, as they bury into each other's warmth, and the feel of caressing fingers.
*
They're on set, but not on camera. The scene on the turrets of the castle has finished, and the crew have picked apart the equipment to move it to the grounds for a battle sequence. Colin is standing by the walls, staring below, across the landscape, when he's ambushed by large, encompassing arms around him.
"Surprise," he hears Bradley murmur in his ear, the smirk loud in his voice.
"Bradley," Colin says, tone admonishing, but he smiles and leans back into his boyfriend's warm embrace. "You need to get ready for the fight. Costume will be wanting you to put your chain mail on now."
"I know." Bradley's gloved fingers touch around Colin's front as he nuzzles into Colin's hair. "Just... give me a minute. I'll be gone in a minute."
Colin's hands fold over Bradley's. "Okay."
Together, they watch the clouds roll with the thin breeze, and the sun peek from behind to shine light upon them.