Give Me Fever
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Author:
angelus2hot
Title: Give Me Fever
Rating: R (just to be on the safe side)
Pairings: Merlin/Lancelot implied
Characters: Merlin/Lancelot
Summary: Merlin has a fever but he's not sick.
Warnings: Light smut, mild sexual content, fluff
Word count: 212
Prompt: 495 Fever
Author's Note: written for camelot_drabble
“Are you okay?” Lancelot’s voice was a husky whisper against the nape of Merlin’s neck, his hands tightened on the young warlock’s hips as he spoke.
Merlin shivered from the warm breath that caressed his skin. “I don’t know.” He swallowed hard and pulled the pillow from under his head to give him more room to lean his head further to the side. “I feel like I have a fever.”
“Hmmm.” He murmured softly before he carefully, but not too gently scraped his teeth along the tender skin. His tongue darted out to soothe the small hurt. “You are pretty hot.”
“Uh huh.” Merlin agreed pushing back to get even closer to Lancelot.
“Do you want me to stop? Cause if I keep going it’s only going to get hotter.” The knight grinned against Merlin’s neck. “I’ll stop if you want me to.” His grin widened at the whimper of protest his words brought. “But if you want me to continue...” He let the sentence trail off as he licked the shell of the warlock’s ear.
A loud moan escaped Merlin as he nodded his head with an almost obscene haste. “God, yes. Please.” He reached behind him and tried to pull Lancelot closer. “Don’t stop.”
With Lancelot hotter was always better.
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Title: Give Me Fever
Rating: R (just to be on the safe side)
Pairings: Merlin/Lancelot implied
Characters: Merlin/Lancelot
Summary: Merlin has a fever but he's not sick.
Warnings: Light smut, mild sexual content, fluff
Word count: 212
Prompt: 495 Fever
Author's Note: written for camelot_drabble
“Are you okay?” Lancelot’s voice was a husky whisper against the nape of Merlin’s neck, his hands tightened on the young warlock’s hips as he spoke.
Merlin shivered from the warm breath that caressed his skin. “I don’t know.” He swallowed hard and pulled the pillow from under his head to give him more room to lean his head further to the side. “I feel like I have a fever.”
“Hmmm.” He murmured softly before he carefully, but not too gently scraped his teeth along the tender skin. His tongue darted out to soothe the small hurt. “You are pretty hot.”
“Uh huh.” Merlin agreed pushing back to get even closer to Lancelot.
“Do you want me to stop? Cause if I keep going it’s only going to get hotter.” The knight grinned against Merlin’s neck. “I’ll stop if you want me to.” His grin widened at the whimper of protest his words brought. “But if you want me to continue...” He let the sentence trail off as he licked the shell of the warlock’s ear.
A loud moan escaped Merlin as he nodded his head with an almost obscene haste. “God, yes. Please.” He reached behind him and tried to pull Lancelot closer. “Don’t stop.”
With Lancelot hotter was always better.