Merlin is removing Arthur's armour after the day's sword training with the knights, when he does something a little too quickly and Arthur hisses through his teeth, fast and sharp
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Merlin is on the edge of the bed. He is about to be told to go, he can feel it. He is still hot, his body damp and his breathing irregular. He feels like they just had a fight, but it's like no fight he's ever known. No exchange of words or blows, but they are tender to the touch, aching and full of rushing blood, conflict and hunger. He can feel Arthur's elbow against the spine of his back.
Merlin's eyes are closed. He is unwilling to look past the edge of the bed. He hears Arthur let out a breath of air. When he opens his eyes, he catches sight of something on his own wrist. A rising red mark, twin indentations with a space in between. Like his wrist was an apple and Arthur had to taste.
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Merlin is on the edge of the bed. He is about to be told to go, he can feel it. He is still hot, his body damp and his breathing irregular. He feels like they just had a fight, but it's like no fight he's ever known. No exchange of words or blows, but they are tender to the touch, aching and full of rushing blood, conflict and hunger. He can feel Arthur's elbow against the spine of his back.
Merlin's eyes are closed. He is unwilling to look past the edge of the bed. He hears Arthur let out a breath of air. When he opens his eyes, he catches sight of something on his own wrist. A rising red mark, twin indentations with a space in between. Like his wrist was an apple and Arthur had to taste.
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