[A wave of affection washes through him, and Merlin spends a moment simply smiling down at the man who's taken over so many parts of his life. Then he wastes no time taking up Arthur's offer.
One hand pushes Arthur's shirt up while the other leaves feather light touches, finger tips skimming across his skin and catching on his nipples. His lips and tongue follow soon after, tracing the same paths his hand had taken just seconds ago.
He dips his tongue playfully into Arthur's belly button, then sits up, tugging at Arthur's shirt again.]
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One hand pushes Arthur's shirt up while the other leaves feather light touches, finger tips skimming across his skin and catching on his nipples. His lips and tongue follow soon after, tracing the same paths his hand had taken just seconds ago.
He dips his tongue playfully into Arthur's belly button, then sits up, tugging at Arthur's shirt again.]
Let's get this off you.