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In Tongues
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Title: In Tongues
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin discovers an unexpected side-effect of using Dragontongue.
Warnings: None
Word Count: 187 words
Prompt: 305 My Dragon Pal and Me
Author's Notes: This was actually meant to be the first part of a longer PWP, but I ran out of time and motivation today, so have a teensy snippet instead. The rest will be up on AO3 and/or the kink meme eventually.
They discover it by accident when, the next time Merlin calls for Kilgharrah, it's Arthur who comes to the clearing first. The prince is half asleep, dressed in his night shift with his hair rumpled and soft around his face, and he and Merlin stare at one another for a long moment before Arthur takes a single step forward, pointing a finger at Merlin in warning.
“Not a word,” he says, eyes narrowing. “To anyone.”
“No, sire,” Merlin agrees, although he’s having trouble holding back a smile. Arthur notices—of course he does—and scowls like he knows what’s going through Merlin’s mind.
“I mean it, Merlin.”
“Who would I tell?” Merlin says, pragmatically. “No one else knows I’m a Dragonlord—well, except for Gaius. And I won’t tell him if you don’t want me to.”
When the prince turns back towards the castle, however, padding bare-footed and careful over the uneven ground, Merlin can’t resist hissing after him, “σκοντάπτω."1
Arthur’s footsteps falter for a moment before picking up again.
“Nice try, Merlin,” he calls over his shoulder. “But I’m not actually a dragon.”
1 Trip/stumble.
schweet_heartTitle: In Tongues
Rating: G
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Merlin discovers an unexpected side-effect of using Dragontongue.
Warnings: None
Word Count: 187 words
Prompt: 305 My Dragon Pal and Me
Author's Notes: This was actually meant to be the first part of a longer PWP, but I ran out of time and motivation today, so have a teensy snippet instead. The rest will be up on AO3 and/or the kink meme eventually.
They discover it by accident when, the next time Merlin calls for Kilgharrah, it's Arthur who comes to the clearing first. The prince is half asleep, dressed in his night shift with his hair rumpled and soft around his face, and he and Merlin stare at one another for a long moment before Arthur takes a single step forward, pointing a finger at Merlin in warning.
“Not a word,” he says, eyes narrowing. “To anyone.”
“No, sire,” Merlin agrees, although he’s having trouble holding back a smile. Arthur notices—of course he does—and scowls like he knows what’s going through Merlin’s mind.
“I mean it, Merlin.”
“Who would I tell?” Merlin says, pragmatically. “No one else knows I’m a Dragonlord—well, except for Gaius. And I won’t tell him if you don’t want me to.”
When the prince turns back towards the castle, however, padding bare-footed and careful over the uneven ground, Merlin can’t resist hissing after him, “σκοντάπτω."1
Arthur’s footsteps falter for a moment before picking up again.
“Nice try, Merlin,” he calls over his shoulder. “But I’m not actually a dragon.”
1 Trip/stumble.