Kink Me! #12
Kink Me! #12
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"No way," is the first thing Merlin says. Then, "Absolutely not." And then, as an afterthought, "Where on earth did you get this, anyway?"
"I found it," Arthur says airily. "Put it on."
Merlin turns the little crystal pot over in his hands and frowns down at it. "No."
He leaves the pot of (Morgana's, but Merlin doesn't need to know that) lip stain on the table when he goes, and Arthur just taps his ring against the arm of the chair he's sprawled in, thoughtful.
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"It's made from berries," Arthur says the next time they're alone, in case that's what Merlin's worried about. "Nothing unpleasant."
"Don't care," Merlin says, ducking around Arthur and out of the alcove.
Arthur frowns.
***It's not until weeks later, when he's been through wheedling and demanding and even pleading, when Arthur finally finds the right words. They've got distracted on the way back from a feast and Merlin's been giving Arthur these looks all night ( ... )
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Merlin does.
It's both completely unlike and far, far better than Arthur had imagined.
Arthur's pretty sure lip stain has never looked so downright obscene on any woman. How could it? Merlin's lips are full at the best of times but like this, stained dark red, they are nothing short of stunning. But it certainly doesn't make him look sweet, or acquiescent, or any of the other misguided notions Arthur had. Instead he's confident and beautiful as he lifts Arthur's hands to the headboard and curls his fingers around it.
"Keep them there," he orders, in a tone so absolutely confident that disobedience never even enters Arthur's head.
Then Merlin goes to work on Arthur in a way he's never known before. He's everywhere, skin on skin, hands roaming Arthur's body possessively, and that mouth, that sinful blood-red mouth is relentless. Merlin wets his lips intermittently and leaves bright red marks wherever he goes. The softly ghosted kiss over his collarbones only leaves a faint red mark, while the ( ... )
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Instead, Arthur gives up his white-knuckled grip on the headboard and sinks one hand into Merlin's hair, the other fisting tight in the sheets, pulling them askew as he gasps and shakes, urging Merlin to take a little more, just a little more. Merlin does, his stretched lips dark and his cheeks hollowed and his fucking eyes, dark and bright at once, staring at Arthur like he's utterly in control, like he knows Arthur now, sees him now ( ... )
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i love you. that is all.
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Loved this, in particular:
Arthur gives up his white-knuckled grip on the headboard and sinks one hand into Merlin's hair, the other fisting tight in the sheets, pulling them askew as he gasps and shakes, urging Merlin to take a little more, just a little more. Merlin does, his stretched lips dark and his cheeks hollowed and his fucking eyes, dark and bright at once, staring at Arthur like he's utterly in control, like he knows Arthur now, sees him now.
Arthur's hands tighten, in Merlin's hair and in the sheets, and he's unashamed as he cries out, his hips twisting against Merlin's surprisingly strong grip.
I love that Merlin didn't want this at first, to be painted, until he caught a glimpse of why Arthur craved it. That little bit of wrong (for lack of a better word). ...like he knows Arthur now, sees him now.
Mmmm, very hot.
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