[For the time being, Merlin simply tips his head back, eyes closed, and enjoys the feel of Arthur's lips against his skin. With Arthur's weight on him, his heat seeping through the few layers of clothing, there is little room to focus on anything else.
Rocky as the beginning of their friendship was, Merlin never expected he'd find this much security in their friendship, let alone in their relationship. Surprising how the person who had made him doubt himself so much in the beginning can now make him feel so loved, giving him the strength to square his shoulders and face anything thrown at him.]
Arthur. Arthur, please.
[Merlin whispers, trying to catch Arthur's gaze imploringly. He gives an experimental tug at his hands, testing Arthur's hold on them.]
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Rocky as the beginning of their friendship was, Merlin never expected he'd find this much security in their friendship, let alone in their relationship. Surprising how the person who had made him doubt himself so much in the beginning can now make him feel so loved, giving him the strength to square his shoulders and face anything thrown at him.]
Arthur. Arthur, please.
[Merlin whispers, trying to catch Arthur's gaze imploringly. He gives an experimental tug at his hands, testing Arthur's hold on them.]
Let me touch.