(I'm not sure if this is what you had in mind. I'm sorry if it isn't.)
"You know, you're supposed to kneel before royalty," Arthur drawls, sarcasm thick in his voice.
Merlin looks older now, scruff adorning his cheek and a hint of thin, wiry muscle showing through his threadbare top. His smile, though, is the same, eyes lighting up, and Arthur can't help but smile back.
"You never remembered it before," the King mutters, "I don't know why I'd expect it to be any different now."
Merlin, slow and sure, glancing coyly through his lashes, lowers one knee after the other, head bowing slightly.
Arthur's breath hitches in his chest as his mind fills with all sorts of filthy, filthy things. Things he hasn't had a chance to do in over a year.
"Sire," Merlin replies, with all of the usual defiance.
Arthur stands, heart thumping in his chest. "Welcome back."
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Date: 2009-12-07 06:25 pm (UTC)"You know, you're supposed to kneel before royalty," Arthur drawls, sarcasm thick in his voice.
Merlin looks older now, scruff adorning his cheek and a hint of thin, wiry muscle showing through his threadbare top. His smile, though, is the same, eyes lighting up, and Arthur can't help but smile back.
"You never remembered it before," the King mutters, "I don't know why I'd expect it to be any different now."
Merlin, slow and sure, glancing coyly through his lashes, lowers one knee after the other, head bowing slightly.
Arthur's breath hitches in his chest as his mind fills with all sorts of filthy, filthy things. Things he hasn't had a chance to do in over a year.
"Sire," Merlin replies, with all of the usual defiance.
Arthur stands, heart thumping in his chest. "Welcome back."