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“I just mean your—uh—princely decorum is not all it can be right now. It’s a little wine-drowned. Wine drunk. Wine,” Merlin tries, the words sticking in his throat. His mouth is dry; it does that when Arthur arches his back like he’s doing now, stretching himself like a fucking lion across the bed, all royal and beautiful.
“Merlin,” he sighs, waving a hand messily in the air beside him before letting it drop heavily to the mattress. “Kiss my ass.”
And Merlin is really, really not sure what comes over him, but he. He does.
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23 Sep 2026