today's last post, promise!

[such_heights]

Via lots of people on my flist, a meme.

eta: all gone!

The first ten people to comment in this post get to request that I write a drabble (loose definition of term) for any pairing/OT3/OT4/character of their choosing.

1. gorgeousnerd: Merlin, Morgana/Morgause, a stormy morning
2. cherrybina: Merlin, Merlin/Arthur, a happy secret
3. makai: Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, some fetishes weren't kept to himself
4. the_moonmoth: Star Trek, Kirk/Spock, a day in the life
5. virginia_bell: Harry Potter, Remus/Sirius, revision
6. nny: Star Trek, something Scotty related
7. miarrow: Merlin, Gwen/Morgana, a steady hold
8. liseuse: SGA, John/Rodney, 'I swear this city wants your lovechild'
9. rosemaryandrue: Merlin, Gwen/Morgana, buttercups
10. woldy: Merlin, OT4, sleepiness & firelight

fandoms: Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Torchwood, Merlin, Stargate: Atlantis, Star Trek Reboot, Firefly, Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles, and I could also have a crack at LotS or Being Human, though I'm a little behind on both. Crossovers welcome. Throw me a character/ship and a prompt and I will see what I can do! Also, really, I'm going to make myself keep them under 500 words. I know what I'm like.

(Basically, I have looots of academic work to do this evening, and it would be lovely to take breaks where I continue to write words, thereby hopefully keeping the mojo going. It's this or continuing to spam your flist!)

Comments

[cherrybina]

Meeeeee!

Merlin/Arthur, a happy secret

[such_heights]

:D I think I can do that!

[miarrow]

Is the happy secret in his pants?

[cherrybina]

I AM VERY MUCH IN FAVOR OF THAT KIND OF SECRET. I'M SURE YOU'RE SHOCKED.

[such_heights]

a secret smile, PG-13, 500 words


"Merlin? Merlin. Meeerlin."

Merlin blinked. "Um. Yes?"

Arthur sighed. "For the fourth time, could you do Princess Susan the honour of passing her the potatoes?"

"Oh! Yes, of course." Merlin picked up the dish and turned to pass it to the princess sitting on his left side. He smiled at her, and she beamed back. After she'd taken her fill of potatoes, she reached for something in her lap that looked disturbingly like a diary, giggling to herself.

As Arthur leaned forward, better to earnestly engage the new King of Mercia, Merlin leaned backwards to catch Gwen's eye, who was seated on the other side of Arthur.

"Is a state banquet really the best place for a twelve-year-old?" he hissed to her.

Gwen shruged. "Arthur and Morgana came to these things when they were children. Besides, she's rather sweet."

"Yes, but she hasn't been making googly-eyes and writing in her diary about you all night!"

"Yes, because I haven't been turning the charm on, unlike some I could mention."

"I --" Merlin protested. "I was just being nice!"

"The trouble with you," Gwen said reflectively, "is that I'm honestly not sure you can tell the difference between the two."

She grinned, gave him an encouraging thumbs-up, and turned back to resume her conversation with Morgana. Merlin settled back in his seat, listening half-heartedly to the intense political discussion Arthur was embroiled in, with dignitaries from many kingdoms intently questioning this young new king of Camelot. Merlin would care more if he didn't know he'd get the distilled version from Arthur later that night.

In the meantime, his attention not required, Merlin let his mind wander again, back to a couple of hours previously.

-

"For the love of-- Arthur, pull yourself together," Merlin said, finally snapping.

"Excuse me?" Arthur stopped in his pacing, which had been going on for the past half an hour.

"You," Merlin said slowly, stepping towards him, "are going to be fine. Everything's going to be fine. Stop. Fretting."

"I am not - fretting!"

"Oh, you really are." Merlin took Arthur's face between his palms and kissed him quickly. "Here, look, we've still got an hour. Relax. Can you do that for me?"

Arthur nodded, and his body grows a little less tense.

"Brilliant. Now then." Merlin went for Arthur's belt.

"Woah, wait, what are you--?"

"I've dressed you once already this evening, I can manage it again. Unless you'd rather I didn't?"

"No no, carry on," Arthur said nonchalantly.

-

All these royals, they thought they were getting the inside scoop on Arthur, but Merlin knew better. None of them knew the shape of Arthur's bare shoulder in candlelight, the breathy sighs he made when Merlin kissed his jaw. And none of them had the foggiest idea what the man could do with his tongue.

Merlin gradually turned his attention back to the room, but a secret smile still played across his face.

[cherrybina]

OH MY GOD. That is ridiculously cute.

And none of them had the foggiest idea what the man could do with his tongue. \

NGH. Oh yes.

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