trying to spark the muse

[wanderhomeagain]

Stolen from Hermette, because I've written approximately 500 words over the last zillion weeks.

The first ten people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble of any pairing/character. Or maybe I could make you a mini-mix, or an icon. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level. If you

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[lillaw]

Hey, love. How're you? ♥

I WANT YOUR MUSE, so. Leon/Morgana, he makes her gasp.

[wanderhomeagain]

I'm okay. Better than I was yesterday but I'm not looking forward to next week at work. :S But Saturday is Merlin day, so I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT.

I am also looking forward to more stories about your darling grandmother and her new found friendship.

How're you, bb?

♥ ♥ ♥

Leon relaced Morgana's stays, trying to make the both of them look presentable before they had to appear in court. It had been a nice little assignation, but far too fast, and Leon regretted never getting to feel the softness of her skin pressed against his own, never getting to spend the time to worship her the way she deserved, to love her the way that he wanted.

He never regretted it more than when he accidentally pulled her stays too tight and she gasped, a noise he could never quite coax out of her when they coupled.

♥ ♥ ♥

I have trouble writing them any way other than angsty, these days. eep!

[lillaw]

*blinks*

He never regretted it more than when he accidentally pulled her stays too tight and she gasped, a noise he could never quite coax out of her when they coupled.

I love that. LOVVVE, omg. *shiver*

Do not be fretting at the angst, bb. It's just right this way.

Thank you for answering my prompt. ♥

[wanderhomeagain]

The cat twining around his ankles is now leaving yellow hairs all over his suit trousers, but Arthur barely notices. His attention is instead focused on the cat's owner, who has come tripping down the stairs of a row house in a robe in slippers. The man is not wearing pyjama pants under the robe, at least not that Arthur can tell. The man's white ankles are thin and bony, and Arthur thinks that he must be cold on such a chilly November morning.

Then the man is on his knees in front of Arthur, out on the street in front of everyone, and yeah, he's just doing it so that he can rescue Arthur's trousers from his cat, but something tightens low in Arthur's belly none the less as the man glances up through his dark eyelashes and sucks a full bottom lip between his teeth.

[pili204]

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[wanderhomeagain]

MMMMMMMMM. I'll check that out!!!

[this_is_kelly]

Omg me. ME. Merlin/Arthur, unexpected. Go!

[wanderhomeagain]

Arthur was completely unprepared for the way his breath caught in his chest when he rounded a corner in the castle and saw Merlin and Leon laughing together. He stumbled back for a moment, wondering at the unexpected pain in his stomach as he heard Merlin and Leon's laughter.

It wasn't that he assumed anything inappropriate was happening between his manservant and the knight, but it did make him question if Merlin had enough to do if he had the time to strike up so many new friendships.

[elvisvf101]

Leon/Morgana
Prompt: "Why?"