“Merlin,” drawled Arthur. “You really are unique. I think this is the first time I've turned up to pick up a date, only to discover that they have neglected to dress themselves.”

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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 10: SOS

"He insults me all the time, puts me down, tells me I’m a talentless buffoon, but get this, it’s OK because I hear his voice say the words, and I believe them to be true, so I trust him OK? Because he’s telling the truth about me, I am an idiot, and ( Read more... )

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8

Chapter 9: Money, Money, Money

The suggestions for fundraising activities became more and more outrageous. Gwaine suggested a naked mud-wrestling competition, which everyone agreed would be a bit too over the top; Sophia suggested a Bridge competition, which everyone ( Read more... )

"It was like the Spanish inquisition, he thought; her chief weapons were a warm intense gaze, dimples, and an annoying level of insight into relationships. He gave up and put his hands up in mock surrender."
Chapter 8: The Visitors

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"Merlin had an instinct for finding and teasing out the problematic muscles, until Arthur lay limp and pliable, drooling contentedly onto the towel that Merlin had thoughtfully placed onto his pillow. So it wasn’t Merlin’s fault that his clever hands were drawn inexorably lower down Arthur’s spine, towards those twitching glutei maximi whose ( Read more... )

After a while Arthur’s sofa didn’t look right any more without Merlin’s ungainly limbs sprawled across it; Arthur’s flat had developed a permanent, Merliny scent of mingled biscuits and sweets.~~~
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Albion Brass Band Amateurs (ABBA for short) have got financial problems, and some key players have deserted them,  three months before the main Yorkshire contest. The band fish around for money-raising ideas. Enter lanky flugel-playing Irishman Merlin Emrys, and spoilt, classically-trained trumpeter Arthur Pendragon. It's hate (i.e. lust) at first ( Read more... )

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7

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Concert night! X-rated flugelhorn playing ( Read more... )