It was Merlin's fault, Arthur thought. He was pursing his lips in concentration, lacing up Arthur's shirt, and those lips really were lovely, and wasted on Merlin. After all, on Merlin they weren't going to be put to their proper use, which was wrapped around Arthur's cock. Really, those lips should have been on someone else. Someone who wasn't currently about to bend to help him step into his trousers.
And there was no way to prevent it. He could only hope that Merlin wouldn't say anything. And really, what chance was there of that? His shirt was long, it hung past his groin. Maybe Merlin wouldn't notice his erection?
"Um," Merlin said, staring at Arthur's cock. So much for that hope. Arthur stared straight forward and pretended not to know why Merlin had stopped dressing him. He could feel himself going red. And really, it was embarrassing for the crown prince to be embarrassed
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I was drinking coffee when I started reading this and the mug just froze halfway to my mouth. I didn't even realize until I finished the last word. omg, hot as all fuckery. ♥♥♥
And there was no way to prevent it. He could only hope that Merlin wouldn't say anything. And really, what chance was there of that? His shirt was long, it hung past his groin. Maybe Merlin wouldn't notice his erection?
"Um," Merlin said, staring at Arthur's cock. So much for that hope. Arthur stared straight forward and pretended not to know why Merlin had stopped dressing him. He could feel himself going red. And really, it was embarrassing for the crown prince to be embarrassed ( ... )
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That was hot as hell.
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