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camelot_vaults2014-03-25 01:48 am
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The Healing Touch (Merlin/Mordred). Challenge 20
Title: The Healing Touch
Prompt(s): Healing touch and dry feet for challenge 20
Word Count/Size/Length: 250
Rating: PG-13
Pairings (if any): MERLIN, MORDRED
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Flatmates that have a crush on each other, but won't admit it.
Merlin leaned back into the sofa and let out a soft groan. He ached. He had just worked a twenty hour shift and he was sure that he could easily fall asleep right there. His bed was just too far away.
His flat mate came home ten minutes later, and started to laugh at him.
“What are you laughing at?” Merlin asked Mordred, as he didn’t even bother to open his eyes to look at him. He was sure Mordred was staring at him and chuckling.
“Why do you sit on the sofa? Why don’t you just go straight to bed?” Mordred asked, and Merlin heard his voice getting nearer. With any luck, Mordred would offer his healing touch and start rubbing Merlin’s shoulders. It was Merlin’s favourite part of the day. Pretty much the reason he wouldn’t go straight to bed.
“Where do you want me to start?” Mordred asked. “Shoulders or feet?”
“Oh bless you!” Merlin uttered as he removed his jacket and sat up straight. “My feet are too dry, so let’s just settle for the shoulders for now,” he said. Besides, Merlin was too tired and knew his body. Tonight, he would need to place the pillow in his lap to hide his erection. Usually he was good about it when Mordred touched him. He was simply too tired to will his body to do or not do anything.
“Come on,” Mordred said, as he pulled Merlin off the sofa.
“Where are we doing?”
“I’ll draw you a bath,” Mordred answered and Merlin’s cock sprang up with interest rather unexpectedly.
“Oh, Mor—”
“Shut up, Merlin, and don’t argue,” Mordred commanded.
Things were going to get interesting.
Prompt(s): Healing touch and dry feet for challenge 20
Word Count/Size/Length: 250
Rating: PG-13
Pairings (if any): MERLIN, MORDRED
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Flatmates that have a crush on each other, but won't admit it.
Merlin leaned back into the sofa and let out a soft groan. He ached. He had just worked a twenty hour shift and he was sure that he could easily fall asleep right there. His bed was just too far away.
His flat mate came home ten minutes later, and started to laugh at him.
“What are you laughing at?” Merlin asked Mordred, as he didn’t even bother to open his eyes to look at him. He was sure Mordred was staring at him and chuckling.
“Why do you sit on the sofa? Why don’t you just go straight to bed?” Mordred asked, and Merlin heard his voice getting nearer. With any luck, Mordred would offer his healing touch and start rubbing Merlin’s shoulders. It was Merlin’s favourite part of the day. Pretty much the reason he wouldn’t go straight to bed.
“Where do you want me to start?” Mordred asked. “Shoulders or feet?”
“Oh bless you!” Merlin uttered as he removed his jacket and sat up straight. “My feet are too dry, so let’s just settle for the shoulders for now,” he said. Besides, Merlin was too tired and knew his body. Tonight, he would need to place the pillow in his lap to hide his erection. Usually he was good about it when Mordred touched him. He was simply too tired to will his body to do or not do anything.
“Come on,” Mordred said, as he pulled Merlin off the sofa.
“Where are we doing?”
“I’ll draw you a bath,” Mordred answered and Merlin’s cock sprang up with interest rather unexpectedly.
“Oh, Mor—”
“Shut up, Merlin, and don’t argue,” Mordred commanded.
Things were going to get interesting.