[ Arthur looks up, the sky finding the ocean the instance he hears 'please,' to find that place where they connect and feel the tug of gravity between them. How easily he does fall into this man. A small smile breaks onto his lips and he slides his hands down to kiss the pulse point in each of Merlin's wrists, to savour the steady beating of his blood that keeps his heart next to Arthur's.
Slow, tender, taking his time to pour his love into Merlin's skin, and then he holds Merlin close and rolls them both again until he's laying on his back and Merlin is above him. Arthur places his hands at Merlin's hips, slipping his fingers beneath his shirt to rub his thumb at the dip of his hipbones, and grins. ]
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Slow, tender, taking his time to pour his love into Merlin's skin, and then he holds Merlin close and rolls them both again until he's laying on his back and Merlin is above him. Arthur places his hands at Merlin's hips, slipping his fingers beneath his shirt to rub his thumb at the dip of his hipbones, and grins. ]
Go on, then.
[ I'm all yours. ]