Sleeping Over
Here’s some fluff because the porn is…taking longer than expected. And is gaining plot. And random guards called Red *sighs* I despair at my brain
Title: Sleeping Over
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: PG
Warnings: Unbearable fluff
The first time Arthur doesn’t throw him out after a long shagging session, Merlin forces himself not to say or ask anything for a change and ruin it, but cuddles into the arm loosely wrapped around him, resting on his hip. It’s a gentle position that Merlin isn’t used to, not with the rough and tough other half of his coin, but it’s soft and warm and he quickly becomes comfortable.
“I’ve got an early morning tomorrow,” Arthur clarifies, as if he can hear Merlin’s thoughts. “If I have to wake you up, you might as well be in shouting distance.”
Merlin refrains from pointing out that’s never stopped him before, and snuggles in, his own arms being stretched as they reach for more of Arthur’s skin.
The second time, Arthur says it’s “A bit cold to be leaving now” and Merlin smiles into the crook of his neck, before drifting off to sleep.
The third time its Merlin, who simply refuses to leave, or even move after what Arthur just did to him; Arthur curls round him and presses soft kisses to his back.
“I like it. You should stay more often.”
Merlin answers with a contented sigh and tells his prince, “You’re an idiot.”
Arthur hits him round the back of the head, and closes his arms tight around Merlin’s slight form as they both fall asleep.