When Merlin enters the room without knocking, again, Arthur is in bed, naked, with one hand wrapped around his hard cock. For a moment both freeze. Arthur’s mouth is hanging open slightly, breath coming hard and shock written across his face. Merlin feels warmth pooling in his own groin at the sight of Arthur looking so wanton
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“Don’t stop.” Merlin says. “You’ve started now, so finish it. I’ve never seen anything so hot in my life as you touching yourself. Slowly. Like you know you won’t last as long because I’m here watching you. I think you like an audience. It’s just another chance for you to show off. Except we both know it doesn’t work quite the same way with me, does it Arthur?” Merlin practically moans Arthur’s name and Arthur makes a noise that probably wasn’t a whimper in response
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