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Title: Comment Ficathon!
Challenge Type: Comment Fic (aka prompting/filling)
Further Details: Welcome to this, our first open challenge. And this time around, it's taking the form of Comment fic.





Comment fic is pretty much what it says on the tin. Person A leave a prompt in the comments. Person B comes along, goes "oooohhh" and fills it. Much in the style of the legendary [livejournal.com profile] comment_fic. Only there's no theme - prompt anything you like (obviously, it should be Merlin related but other than that...anything).

You get 5pts for each prompt you leave and 10pts for every fill you post. The points will be capped at 75pts but it's up to you how you get there - if you're not much of a writer or you can't find anything that tickles you, you can leave 75pts worth of prompts (or an endless amount if you wish). If you find yourself fresh out of ideas for prompts but you want to fill ALL THE THINGS then you can earn your points that way. Or you can mix and match. To get your points simply pop all your links into a comment replying to your team thread.

Now, you might have noticed I said it was an open challenge. Or alternatively you're reading this and going points? what points? Consider this challenge an open house viewing. We're inviting anyone, members or not to take part, hoping that a few people might enjoy their stay and consider signing up :D

If you aren't already a member here, you don't need to worry about points or team threads or how many prompts you leave, how many fills you make - just have fun, create, read, write, do all the things <3

However, if you decide that you've had some fun and that you would like to join us, please fill out an application here and we'll get you sorted lickity split and you start earning points straight away with your participation in this challenge!

If you would like to promote this comment fic, you can use the banner and text:



How to Submit: Leave prompts as new comments, leave fills by replying to comments (can be posted in the comments, in the [livejournal.com profile] camelot_vaults, on your LJ or AO3, wherever you would like to host. Then pop your links into a comment replying to your team thread.
Participation Points: 5pts per prompt, 10pts per fill (up to 75pts)
Sig Tag/Sig Icon: yes, 1pt for either.
Due Date/Time: 11:59pm GMT on 31st March 2014 (Timezone Converter / Countdown Clock)
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Re: Questions?

Date: 2014-03-05 03:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sidhe-faerie.livejournal.com
Can we change the pairing in the prompt?

Can we fill our own prompts?

What is the word count minimum?

Can we fill a prompt that is already filled?


Edited Date: 2014-03-05 03:55 pm (UTC)

(frozen) Re: Team Arthur

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(frozen) Re: Team Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 05:27 pm (UTC)
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1.Prompt: http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=165194#t165194
2.Prompt: http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=165450#t165450
3.Prompt: http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=165706#t165706
4.Prompt: http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=165962#t165962
5.Prompt: http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=165962#t165962
6.Prompt: http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=176970#t176970
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7.Prompt:http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=177226#t177226
8.Fill:http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=177482#t177482
9.Fill:http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=182858#t182858
10.Fill:http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=187466#t187466
11.Fill:http://camelot-land.livejournal.com/10826.html?thread=189002#t189002

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(frozen) Re: Team Merlin

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(frozen) Re: Team Merlin

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(frozen) Re: Team Merlin

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Prompt: Mordred/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 01:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Mordred/Merlin, Mordred and Merlin are roommates, fellow prostitutes, and friends. What stands between them and love?

Prompt: Arthur/Mordred

Date: 2014-03-05 01:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Arthur/Mordred, There's a reason Arthur doesn't want to save Kara and it's because he wants all of Mordred's love for himself.

Prompt: Merlin/Mordred/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-05 01:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Merlin/Mordred/Arthur, Sometimes three isn't a crowd; Sometimes it's how to make things whole.
Edited Date: 2014-03-05 01:27 pm (UTC)

Re: Prompt: Merlin/Mordred/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-07 03:03 am (UTC)
digthewriter: (Mordred)
From: [personal profile] digthewriter
Merlin was always the first one to arrive on the dance floor. He was there for one thing and one thing only. And it wasn't dancing. He knew that the two blokes on opposite corners of the room would always watch him, and he'd just wait for them to approach.

At first, it was Arthur. He'd swooped up behind him, wrapped his arm around Merlin's waist and pulled him in. Merlin liked grinding with Arthur because he was so present. Present in everything. In the moment, in his need, in his expectation.

When Arthur would leave, Mordred would be next. Merlin could never help himself and would grin like a fool when he'd dance with Mordred. Mordred liked dancing face to face, his arms wrapped around Merlin, pulling him in, rubbing their groins together.

Mordred was also the one who'd kissed Merlin first, and if Merlin didn't know any better, he was sure that Arthur was livid. Merlin hadn't minded the kiss, but he also hadn't expected it. The next time Mordred had walked away to get them a drink, Arthur staked his claim. He pushed into Merlin from behind, hard.

Merlin hadn't expected Arthur to react the way he did. It was just dancing and the men had never acted so jealous and possessive before. When Mordred returned, he saw Arthur's face nuzzled into Merlin's neck as he thrust into Merlin with the beat of the music.

"Excuse me, I believe you're in my spot," Mordred said, handing Merlin his drink, an eyebrow raised toward Arthur.

Arthur shrugged and didn't respond. He barely acted like Mordred was even standing there.

"You're being rude," Merlin whispered to Arthur, and earned himself a smirk from Mordred.

"He left. As far as I see it, it's fair game," Arthur answered and took a sip from Merlin's drink.

Mordred scowled and it looked as though he was just about ready to throw his drink at Arthur.

"Hey..." Merlin said, and pulled Mordred toward him. "Dance with me." He smiled softly at Mordred, and watched as his anger began to dissolve. He also felt Arthur behind him tense up. "Stay," he said to Arthur and leaned back and kissed his cheek.

Both men danced around Merlin, and it didn't take long for their hands to brush up against each other and all the tension had seemed to dissolve. Mordred seemed to enjoy Merlin's hands around his waist and Arthur even dared to pull Mordred in for a kiss.

"Now this is so much more fun," Merlin said as he switched places with Mordred, who was now sandwiched in between the two.

"It can be more fun if we make this a private party. My flat isn't too far away," Mordred said as Merlin ran his fingers up Mordred's chest under his shirt. He pushed back on Merlin's cock and Merlin nibbled on his ear.

"I'll drive," Arthur offered.



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Re: Prompt: Merlin/Mordred/Arthur

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Prompt: Arthur/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 01:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sksdwrld.livejournal.com
Arthur/Merlin, Renaissance Faire rivals by day, and can't get enough of each other rivals by night

Prompt Arthur/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 02:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Merlin/Arthur-Merlin has a serious daddy kink, Arthur is happy to indulge him.
Edited Date: 2014-03-05 02:45 pm (UTC)

Prompt: Elena/Gwaine

Date: 2014-03-05 02:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Elena/Gwaine-"Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine."

Re: Prompt: Elena/Gwaine

Date: 2014-03-05 03:51 pm (UTC)
tari_sue: (Default)
From: [personal profile] tari_sue
"Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine." Then trips up and falls flat on her face.

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Re: Prompt: Elena/Gwaine FILL

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Re: Prompt: Elena/Gwaine FILL

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Prompt Arthur/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 02:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Arthur/Merlin-First time grocery shopping together

Prompt Arthur/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 03:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Arthur/Merlin-
"The impact of one choice is so endless
Can't even think of how it plays out in time
Through the years, it's still there
Won't disappear"
-We Came As Romans, Tell Me Now

Prompt Merlin/Morgana

Date: 2014-03-05 03:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Merlin/Morgana-She's all kinds of wrong for him but he can't help coming back again and again.

Re: Prompt Merlin/Morgana

Date: 2014-03-05 07:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sidhe-faerie.livejournal.com
*I tried to keep it PG

He knew he shouldn’t be doing this but at this point it’s too late. The die has been cast. Actually, it was his pants and they are all the way across the room.

“Merlin!” Morgana moaned as he sucked at her neck.

He opened an eye and looked up. He liked that her cheeks were all pink and her lips are open. He rose up and kissed her on the mouth.

That was all it took for Morgana to roll them over and straddle him with a laugh.

“Now you are my prisoner.” Morgana said with a wink.

He should be more afraid but she was naked and he was really aroused.

Merlin grinned then moaned as she lowered herself down on him

Morgana’s love of horseback riding was an advantage in this situation. Merlin loved being her horse and responded enthusiastically.

They both cried out each other’s name at the same time.

Morgana fell on the floor beside him. “Merlin” how is it that you can always make me do the naughtiest things. “

Merlin laughed. “I’m enchanting!”

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Prompt: Merlin/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-05 04:46 pm (UTC)
tari_sue: (Default)
From: [personal profile] tari_sue
One of the boys is left handcuffed to the bed by a disgruntled (ex) lover. The other is the fireman who has to cut him loose.

Prompt: Arthur/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 07:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sidhe-faerie.livejournal.com
Arthur/Merlin: Arthur just gave the word COWBOY a whole new meaning. Merlin is not pleased.

Prompt: Gwaine/Writer's Choice

Date: 2014-03-05 07:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sidhe-faerie.livejournal.com
Gwaine/Writer's Choice: "You've just made a grown man cry."

Re: Prompt: Gwaine/Writer's Choice

Date: 2014-03-11 06:37 pm (UTC)
digthewriter: (Morgana1)
From: [personal profile] digthewriter
Gwaine/Percival. Gwen/Lance

“You made a grown man cry!” Percival nearly screamed at Gwaine as he was pulling Gwaine away from the bloke at the bar. “He was just talking—”

“No, he wasn’t just talking—he was making a pass at Gwen!”

“I didn’t know you fancied her,” Percival said, trying not to sound a bit hurt by Gwaine’s sudden interest in their friend.

“I’m not. That’s what you--?” Gwaine almost whacked Percival on the head. “Of course I don’t fancy her you goon!” He started to laugh, as though it were the most ridiculous thing he’d ever heard. “God, you really don’t pay attention to anything, do you?”

Percival looked at him confused. He had no idea what Gwaine was going on about. Gwaine had never shown any interest in Gwen, and that’s why he was surprised that he’d been protecting her in such a manner. But if he didn’t fancy Gwen, then—why?

“She’s Lance’s girl. And Lance isn’t here. So it’s our code to honour Lance’s—”

“If you say property, I will smack you,” Gwen chimed in and glared at both Percival and Gwaine. “And I can really take care of myself. There’s no harm in getting a free drink.”

“Yes there is, because it is us who have to answer to Lance. Not you,” Gwaine said, glaring right back at her. Percival chuckled. That’s really what he liked about Gwaine. He was willing to give as good as he got. If only—

“And,” Gwen said, interrupting Percival’s thought. “He doesn’t fancy me, thank you very much. If you had actually looked up to see who he fancied, you’d know—”

“I don’t understand,” Percival said and sat down at the barstool. His head was spinning. Maybe it was the drinks or maybe it was how he always was when he was around Gwaine.

Gwaine shook his head and moved toward the other side of the bar. He was going to order more drinks for them.

“You don’t look at him when he’s looking at you,” she whispered to Percival.

“What?”

“You’re always watching him when he’s looking away…” She smiled before continuing. “But you don’t see the way he looks at you.”

“How does he look at me?” Percival couldn’t help but ask.

“Like you should just kiss him and doesn’t understand what’s holding you back,” Gwen answered, kissed Percival’s cheek and walked away to greet Lance who had just arrived.

When Gwaine returned, Percival looked at him. Looked at Gwaine, while Gwaine smiled and looked into his eyes. He took his drink from Gwaine’s hand and placed it at the bar. Then he wrapped his arm around Gwaine’s waist and pulled him up, locking their lips, and all but shoving his tongue in.

Gwaine, thankfully, responded in kind.

Everyone else at the bar cheered and someone yelled “It’s about time.”


Edited Date: 2014-03-11 06:44 pm (UTC)

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Prompt:

Date: 2014-03-05 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sidhe-faerie.livejournal.com
"The secret of happiness is freedom. The secret of freedom is courage." –Thucydides

Re: Prompt:

Date: 2014-03-05 08:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
"Patience, Merlin," Arthur admonishes as Merlin shifts restlessly beside him.

"Courage, Merlin," he exhorts himself as he waits for Arthur to finish with the last of his paperwork for the day.

He's going to finally tell Arthur, and it has to be tonight. It's not that the circumstances are ideal; it's just that they will never get any better. There will never be a good time to reveal himself to his king, and he's already left it for far too long as it is.

His secret weighs on him day in and day out, binding him in chains as heavy as any contained in the dungeons of Camelot. If he is ever to achieve any degree of happiness, it must be with his conscience clear-free of the shadow that darkens his soul a bit more with every moment it lingers.

Finally, Arthur lays down his quill, stoppers the ink bottle and sands the parchment in front of him. He looks up at Merlin, his eyes clear and questioning, and Merlin takes a deep breath to steady his nerves.

"What was it you wanted to tell me?" Arthur asks, his tone light and untroubled. He could never imagine what is to come, could never imagine Merlin harboring a secret so dark and dire.

It hurts to imagine his bright eyes dimming at the news of Merlin's betrayal, his face twisting with pain to hear of the lies and manipulation. Merlin couldn't bear it if Arthur were to hate him...

"Maybe this isn't such a good time after all," he thinks, stomach churning.

His cowardice might cost him his freedom but his courage could cost Arthur his happiness. Seeing the trust reflected in those clear, blue eyes, Merlin decides that perhaps his burden isn't so heavy after all. For Arthur, he could bury hopes for his own happiness, and be content to witness Arthur's instead.

"It's nothing, Sire," he responds at last. "I just wanted to know if you needed anything before I retire for the night."

Arthur's gaze turns thoughtful, "You know, I can't say I do. I think you've given me everything I need for now."

"And I always will," Merlin thinks as he turns to leave. "I always will."



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Prompt: any one

Date: 2014-03-05 10:39 pm (UTC)
tari_sue: (teammerlin)
From: [personal profile] tari_sue
You two characters, are going to Top Gun

Prompt: Gwen/Morgana

Date: 2014-03-05 11:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Gwen/Morgana-Riding lessons

Re: Prompt: Gwen/Morgana

Date: 2014-03-08 07:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sidhe-faerie.livejournal.com
“I don’t know, My Lady. It’s taller than me. Does it bite? There was one horse that my father was shoeing that gave him a rather nasty bite. Gaius had to sew it back together.” Gwen stood there pulling at a one of her pigtails.

“It’s a sweet horse. She doesn’t bite. Now step on the box then put your foot in the stirrup and swing your other leg over.” Morgana said. She was wondering why Uther had given her a servant that didn’t know how to ride.

“Can’t we just take a walk instead?” Gwen asked.

“No. You have to learn to ride sometime. I have been riding since I was very young and you’re my handmaiden now so you have to ride with me. You will love it. I promise.” Morgana said.

Gwen sighed. She realized she had no choice in the matter. She didn’t know when she was sent to the castle by her father she would have to learn to ride. She wasn’t especially fond of horses. She climbed up and got on the horses back.

“There you see nothing to it.” Morgana said. She mounted her own horse and the groom followed them as they walked along the road for a while.

Gwen was actually enjoying herself by the time they turned back to the castle.

“Will we ride again tomorrow, My Lady?” Gwen asked.

“Yes.” Morgana smiled. “I told you that you would love it.”

Prompt: Arthur/Merlin

Date: 2014-03-05 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] adsullatta.livejournal.com
Arthur/Merlin-Arthur's had enough of Merlin filching food from his plate and decides to "formally" chastise him. Merlin couldn't be more delighted with his choice of punishment.

Date: 2014-03-06 12:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] candymacaron.livejournal.com
Merlin/Arthur

Merlin Emrys, a science teacher, has been assigned the horribly embarrassing task of teaching Sex Ed to highschool/secondary, whatever, students by Vice Principal Arthur Pendragon. The only problem is, Merlin is a virgin and has no idea what the hell he is doing. Cue Arthur to show him the ropes.

Prompt: Merlin/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-06 12:59 pm (UTC)
kitty_fic: (Default)
From: [personal profile] kitty_fic
Powerful!Merlin - If you touch a hair on his head, I will tear it all down

Prompt: Merlin/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-06 01:05 pm (UTC)
kitty_fic: (Default)
From: [personal profile] kitty_fic
Merlin/Arthur - drunk!Merlin, lowered inhibitions, throwing himself at Arthur and noble!Arthur trying to resist.

Re: Prompt: Merlin/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-08 05:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] camelittle.livejournal.com
It was with a sinking feeling that he heard Gaius’s words.

“He’s in the tavern, sire. With Gwaine I believe, celebrating his birthday.”

Arthur thought he had better go and check that nothing untoward had happened, as was wont to occur whenever Merlin, Gwaine and taverns were mentioned in the same sentence. Besides which, if anyone was to be treating his manservant to strong liquor on the occasion of his birthday, it should be him, Arthur, not Gwaine.

Muttering curses about itinerant knights, intransigent servants, and mentally drafting an edict, no a proclamation, banning the two groups from mixing in taverns, or other public spaces, he donned his hunting leathers, which were the closest approximation that he had to inconspicuous clothing, and made his way to the Rising Sun.

Where, unless he was very much mistaken, his worst fears were about to be realised.

For his manservant’s face was abnormally flushed, and he was swaying alarmingly, with that manic grin of his plastered to his face. A predatory-looking barmaid was hovering near him. Arthur disliked her on sight. Another had made herself comfortable on Gwaine’s lap. A great deal of giggling noises could be heard.

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Prompt: Merlin/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-06 01:06 pm (UTC)
kitty_fic: (Default)
From: [personal profile] kitty_fic
Merlin/Arthur - One of them talking in their sleep - confessing their love to the immense surprise of the other

Re: Prompt: Merlin/Arthur

Date: 2014-03-10 02:20 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dante-s-hell.livejournal.com
Arthur pushed open the door of his chambers, weary with exhaustion. Sometimes the crown rested much too heavily on his head. But such was the responsibility of being a king.

Crossing the room, Arthur noted the bedclothes were turned down in preparation for sleep. There was a fire crackling in the grate, chasing away the chill in the air. Arthur felt some of his weariness evaporate as he relaxed. He silently thanked Merlin for making his chambers so warm and welcoming.

It was times like these Arthur was very aware of how much Merlin meant to him. Often outspoken, but unfailingly loyal, Merlin always seemed to know what Arthur needed and provided it.

Arthur had discovered a long time ago that he couldn't live without him. He wasn't just a servant, and he was much more than a friend. Arthur wasn't quite sure what to call Merlin, but he knew he couldn't do without him.

A soft snoring infiltrated Arthur's thoughts and he glanced toward his desk somewhat hidden in the shadows of the flickering candles surrounding the royal bed.

Merlin was curled forward, head lying on a curved arm. The other lay outstretched, fingers curling as he mumbled something unintelligible.

Sighing deeply in a mixture of amusement and annoyance--Merlin should have known better than to stay up waiting for him--Arthur crossed over to the desk. He stared down at Merlin.

Merlin's face was relaxed in sleep. A smile played about his lips and Arthur wondered what he was dreaming about.

Arthur laid a hand on Merlin's back. "Time to wake up, Merlin."

Merlin's fingers twitched forward as if reaching for something. "Arthur," he murmured in a voice heavy with sleep.

"Right here," Arthur said quietly.

"Arthur," Merlin said dreamily.

"Merlin? Are you awake?" Arthur frowned. But, no. Merlin's eyes were still closed, his breathing steady. He was only talking in his sleep.

Arthur slid his hand up Merlin's back, cupping the back of his head. He leaned down to whisper in Merlin's ear. "You need to go to bed, Merlin."

"Mmmm….bed. Yes, Arthur. Want to be with you."

Arthur swallowed a gasp of surprise. "Merlin? What are you saying?"

"Wanna be with you. Love you…."

Arthur's heart thudded hard against his breastbone and his fingers involuntarily tightened in Merlin's hair.

Merlin groaned and shifted in the chair. His face slid off his arm and hit the table with a soft thud. Merlin jerked his head upward, eyes flying open as he touched his cheek.

"Are you okay?" Arthur said gruffly, taking hold of Merlin's chin and probing a prominent cheekbone tenderly.

"Arthur?" Merlin blinked at him. "The council meeting is over?" Then his brain seemed to catch up. "Right, yes. Of course it is." Then self-consciously he added, "Um, sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep."

"It's late. You shouldn't have waited up for me," Arthur said even though it warmed him that Merlin had done just that.

Merlin lowered his lashes. "I wanted to make sure you didn't need me for anything."

Arthur would always need him. He still had a hold of Merlin's chin and he stroked Merlin's lower lip with his thumb.

Merlin's eyes went wide, but he didn't pull away. "Arthur? What are you doing?"

"Is this alright?" Arthur asked a question of his own as he cupped Merlin's jaw and continued to glide his thumb along Merlin's plump lip.

Merlin licked his lips, accidently touching Arthur's thumb with the tip of his tongue.

"You know," Arthur said, desire making his voice husky, "you talk in your sleep."

"I do?" Merlin breathed as he reached up to lay a hand on Arthur's chest, right over his heart.

Arthur nodded and bent his head, his lips hovering over Merlin's. "If this isn't what you want, now is the time to say so."

Merlin nipped lightly at Arthur's thumb even as he clenched Arthur's tunic and tugged him closer. "I do."

"Then kiss me," Arthur commanded.

"As you wish, sire. As you wish."

The End



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