audrarose: (merlin a/m massage)
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Apparently, I'm having a fling. :D

Earlier this afternoon I was innocently scanning the Porn Paragraph challenge over at [ profile] linaerys's lj and SUDDENLY I saw that [ profile] suaine had posted the prompt: Merlin + Arthur + AMNESIA.


My most beloved and utterly bulletproof kink. And so.

"All right, all right, you can stop shoving me -- oh, my." Arthur stopped just over the threshold to Gaius' chambers so that Merlin stumbled into him, and looked around in dismay. "Please tell me I don't live here."

"Just sit down," Merlin said, pushing Arthur onto a stool before the table and then leaning over to leaf frantically through a large book. "Please, please, please let it be in here..."

"I don't know why you're so concerned; I feel perfectly fine," Arthur said pleasantly.

"Really. What's your name?" Merlin asked, without looking up.

"As I told you, it escapes me at the moment." He sounded utterly unconcerned.

Merlin rubbed his eyes. "Exactly. But for future reference? It's Arthur."

"Arthur? Oh, that can't be right," Arthur said, crossing his arms, but at least, thank God, sitting still for a moment. "Are you sure?"

"Reasonably," Merlin said gloomily, offering up a silent prayer that he'd found the right counterspell and resigning himself to a slow death if it didn't work. "There, I think I have it, now. Look at me. Right in my eyes." He raised a hand toward Arthur and repeated the phrase he'd found in the book, adding an extra flourish of his fingertips for good measure.

Arthur blinked at him. "Is it a play?"

"Oh, God." Merlin covered his face. "Well, that's it. I'm done for. I may as well start building the pyre myself."

"Not at all," Arthur said, concerned. He put his hand on Merlin's shoulder. "I thought you did that last bit quite well. Perhaps with more practice..."

"You have no idea what you're talking about," Merlin said, looking up. "Your father will have me executed and you'll be known as Arthur the Postively Barmy and all of Albion will be doomed."

Arthur looked at him for a moment, the start of a smile on his lips. "You're rather highly strung, aren't you?" The expression on his face was oddly affectionate; still the Arthur that Merlin knew but with an unfamilliar lightness to him, a lack of tension that it took a moment for Merlin to identify as happiness.

Arthur stroked the pad of his thumb over the thin skin of Merlin's throat and Merlin felt his pulse start to stutter.

"I think I'm starting to remember," Arthur continued. "We're in love, aren't we?"

Merlin gaped at him, tried to think around Arthur's slow caress. "erm?"

"Come on. It's obvious. Your excessive concern for me... the besotted way you look at me, like you can hardly believe your luck." Arthur's expression slid into a smirk.

"I've questioned my luck many times, I assure you," Merlin muttered.

"And I haven't felt this way about anyone else I've met the entire day," Arthur went on, raising a hand in emphasis.

Merlin paused. Good Lord, if Arthur remembered this conversation once his memory was restored, the fact that Merlin had attempted magic would be the least of his worries. "What way is that, exactly?" he asked, reluctantly.

Arthur just smiled in answer, a rueful, lopsided grin that softened his face and warmed his gaze and made Merlin's heart start turning slow cartwheels in his chest. He tried to swallow.

"You see?" Arthur said, like he was telling Merlin a secret. He leaned forward.

"Please don't," Merlin whispered around the ache in his throat, with Arthur's lips so close he could practically feel the warmth of them against his own.

"Why not?" Arthur asked, dragging his gaze up from Merlin's mouth.

His eyelashes are gold, Merlin thought. "You'll hate me after," he said, helplessly.

"I don't think I could ever hate you," Arthur said slowly. "Why would you say that?" For a moment, he looked very troubled and a little bit afraid. "Aren't we in love?"

And that was more than Merlin could take. Who cared if he might die for this; at least it would be with the memory of Arthur's body against his and the taste of Arthur's kiss on his tongue. "Yes," he told Arthur. "Desperately."

Then he put his hands beneath Arthur's jaw and pressed his lips against the soft curve of Arthur's mouth. He kissed Arthur thoroughly, deeply, like Arthur was something he wanted to drink, or maybe drown in. He kissed Arthur until they both gasped for breath, until Athur pulled back in surprise.

"Merlin?" Arthur said.

"Shhh..." Merlin said against Arthur's lips. He licked Arthur's mouth open, let his tongue melt against Arthur's, until finally he felt Arthur relax into his touch.

"Sit back," Merlin whispered. He pressed Arthur's shoulders back just enough to let him straddle Arthur's lap, settling down so the hard jut of Arthur's cock pressed into his own and the slow roll of his hips made Arthur groan into his mouth. Arthur leaned up into the kiss and moved restlessly beneath him, his hands clenching helplessly in the cloth of Merlin's shirt.


"Like this," Merlin breathed, guiding Arthur's hips into a rhythmic, rocking friction that teased them both, somehow too much and not nearly enough, until finally Arthur's hands closed over his arse and drove them together. Once, twice, and so painfully, deliciously good that when Merlin came he felt the earth move.

Or at least the chair.

He lifted his head from Arthur's chest so Arthur could catch his breath, considering he'd taken most of their impact with the floor.

"Does Gaius never have you sweep the place?" Arthur asked, after a moment. "I suppose I shouldn't complain. The dust cushioned my fall."

Merlin winced. "When did you remember?" he asked.

"Somewhere around 'desperately'," Arthur said. And smiled.

re-posted here so I could add such frivolities as punctuation.
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posted by [identity profile] at 04:35am on 28/02/2009
Adorable. :-)
posted by [identity profile] at 04:39am on 28/02/2009
Awww. They're so cute they make me want to go, like, adopt puppies or something. Arthur's weight of responsibility and pride and duty and such is part of what makes me love him so much, but the idea of an unburdened Arthur is just so appealing. He's so sweet. Also, amnesia fic, guh.
posted by [identity profile] at 05:08am on 28/02/2009
posted by [identity profile] at 05:20am on 28/02/2009
"Yes," he told Arthur. "Desperately."

And duplicitous moments like that are why I love amnesia fic so much:)
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posted by [identity profile] at 06:20am on 28/02/2009
Of course they are desperately in love! This is kind of like saying, so sometimes Merlin does magic.
posted by [identity profile] at 06:36am on 28/02/2009
posted by [identity profile] at 07:34am on 28/02/2009
posted by [identity profile] at 09:08am on 28/02/2009
Eeeeeep! So sweet and lovely. Thank you
posted by [identity profile] at 09:23am on 28/02/2009
Perfect =D
posted by [identity profile] at 01:01pm on 28/02/2009
So cute, I'm flailing here. <3
posted by [identity profile] at 01:03pm on 28/02/2009
*Grin* this is so beautiful! ^_^ Love it. Of COURSE they are desperately in love. *nods*

Tiny possible typo? *blush* Um, I think Arthur the 'Balmy' should be Arthur the Barmy...? I thought balmy was a type of particularly lovely weather... *hides* Sorry! I'm very likely to be wrong!

Love it. :D
posted by [identity profile] at 01:15pm on 28/02/2009
I'm so glad you liked it, hon, thanks!

HEEE! I appreciate the heads-up, but I looked it up twice (b/c I'm from Chicago, so how would I know? *g*) and apparently 'balmy' is also British slang for crazy. Although it's very possible no one in Britain has actually used that word since C.S. Lewis in Dawntreader, which was where I got it in the first place. :D:D:D:D
posted by [identity profile] at 01:07pm on 28/02/2009
This was adorable. Loved that Arthur remembered after desperately. At least that way, he won't remember the magic. Great job.
posted by [identity profile] at 01:17pm on 28/02/2009
I adore amnesia fic too, thanks for this, love the 'desperately'.

*Polly sighs, tries not to think "What, another fandom?" and glares at people (like Audra) responsible for getting her to read fic for a show THAT SHE HAS NEVER EVEN SEEN and yet can't resist.*
posted by [identity profile] at 01:34pm on 28/02/2009
Oh, this is adorable, and hot and also kind of heart-breaky for most of the beginning. Because a happier amnesiac Arthur also means that he's less so with his memories intact - although by the end of the fic he has one more reason to be so. :o)
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posted by [personal profile] kathyh at 02:18pm on 28/02/2009
My most beloved and utterly bulletproof kink.

Oh, mine too. And this would be one of the reasons why :) Loved the way Arthur was so much happier and the "desperately" worked beautifully.
posted by [identity profile] at 02:21pm on 28/02/2009
I don't usually read Merlin/Arthur, but I do read you, so... I really, really liked it. I do like the old amnesia excuse myself, which is what tempted me. You got their voices perfectly, the tone was just the right amount of funny, and the chair-wrecking exercise... One tiny little thing - Balmy should by Barmy. But otherwise, you made me read Merlin/Arthur! I'm amazed... ;-)
posted by [identity profile] at 02:22pm on 28/02/2009
Perfect :-)
I love how Arthur remembered before anything really happened
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posted by [identity profile] at 02:37pm on 28/02/2009
So adorable. I also like that Arthur rememembered just in the nick of time. Thanks for posting ♥
posted by [identity profile] at 02:38pm on 28/02/2009
lovely. that sneaky Arthur. ;)
posted by [identity profile] at 02:41pm on 28/02/2009
So happy ^_^
Such a cute little fic
Arthur obviously agreed with Merlin, it's not like he stopped him or anything! ^_^
posted by [identity profile] at 02:44pm on 28/02/2009
Lol! Great job! Amnesia if done right, can be really good. And you did it right. This could use some expanding and/or working into a longer/more fic!
posted by [identity profile] at 02:58pm on 28/02/2009
Ooooh. That was way hot and way cute.

Bonus points for desperately-in-love-chair-rocking-sex.
posted by [identity profile] at 03:04pm on 28/02/2009
Oh, lovely! The 'desperately' made me wibble.
posted by [identity profile] at 03:06pm on 28/02/2009

Amnesia=your bulletproof kink
Lap straddling=one of mine

*more adoration*
posted by [identity profile] at 03:22pm on 28/02/2009
Oh my god this was hilarious!! Merlin realising that the magic was going to be the least of his problems once Arthur got his memory back, the dust 'cushioning' Arthur's fall and the twist at the end there. Just brilliant! Thanks for posting :)
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