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Merlin didn't bother to open his eyes when the door opened, he simply sunk further down into the too hot bath and enjoyed the way his muscles eased at the attention.

"Plundering the king's bath again, Merlin?"

Merlin smiled, feeling lazy and so dreadfully happy. "Are you going to lodge a complaint, my Liege?"

"It is startling how you make my title sound like peasant gossip."

"A talent," Merlin mumbled, slouching further into the water, stretching out his legs until his feet poked out oddly at the end. He really needed to get a bigger tub for them.

"Hmm," he heard Arthur hum, much closer than his other remarks. Merlin stopped himself from opening his eyes and just tried to relax and know that Arthur would come at his own pace. There was no need to mark his progress around the room.

"A cedar bath?" His voiced rumbled low, amused but fond too. Merlin shivered at the sound, certainly not cold from the warm water.

"They were out of lavender," Merlin teased. "I do know how much you pine for it."

Arthur snorted. "I made them use it all on Wart's linens."

Merlin laughed and shifted some more in the soothing water, hearing it splash over the rim of the tub. "She hates it as much as you do," Merlin said. "It terrifies me how alike the two of you are." Arthur was silent but Merlin could hear the scratch of wood across the floor and the subtle sound of fabric shifting.


"Hush," was his response and not long after, Merlin felt the familiar press of Arthur's fingertips to his ankle. "May I?"

Merlin pushed his foot further into Arthur's grip. "You have no need to ask," Merlin said firmly, finally opening his eyes. "You hold complete dominion over me."

Arthur had disrobed, leaving him clad only in his breeches and looking positively edible. His hair, stupidly shiny as ever, glowed in the candle light as he stretched out Merlin's leg, pulling the foot closer to him so that he could sit comfortably in the chair with Merlin's foot held to his chest. His fingers pressed, rubbing deep into the tissue and Merlin moaned, arching into the touch.

"Bartholomew told me you were on your feet all day," Arthur said, looking thoughtful and aroused. "Were you helping Wart?"

Merlin could only nod, the pathway of Arthur's strong fingers was enough to frazzle his thoughts and chase away the weight of the day.

"I'm sure you were a nuisance," Arthur mumbled and Merlin watched, enraptured as he brought Merlin's foot to his face and nuzzled it.

"Arthur—" he gasped out but Arthur didn't stop from pressing his face along the pale line of Merlin's foot and gods, Merlin trembled.


Merlin felt frozen as Arthur nosed at his foot, one hand holding it steady while the other trailed up and down Merlin's calf, pausing to circle at the ankle. The pressure of his fingers was light in contrast to his mouth.


But Arthur didn't stop, he pressed hot, opened mouthed kisses on the flat of Merlin's foot, stopping to sloppily tongue his arch and scrape his teeth down the tender side of it. Merlin moaned, surprised and shocked but undeniably aroused as his cock swelled in the bath water.

"Even here," Arthur said, eyes closed in his worship. "Even here you taste like strawberries and woodsmoke—everything about you is maddening."

Arthur continued his ministrations, licking around his heel and softly scraping his teeth up to where he pressed chaste kisses to Merlin's toes. Speechless, Merlin could only moan, hips twitching for friction as he hardened fully and ached to be touched. Merlin tightened his hands on the rim of the tub and waited for Arthur.

"So good." He took his time exploring every part of Merlin's foot and when he switched to the other one, he only used one hand to guide it to his mouth. His other hand groped at the heavy line of his erection. Merlin gasped, watching as Arthur palmed himself once or twice, gasping into the bottom of Merlin's foot before he started to stroke himself hard and heavy, almost violently, over his cloth-covered cock. Slowly, a wet spot spread halfway down his thigh and Merlin gasped too, watching as Arthur moaned again, hips jerking into his hand as he pressed wrenched moans and sloppy kisses to Merlin's foot.

"Arthur, oh gods," Merlin trembled, hips squirming for some sort of friction in the water. "Arthur—"

"I want," Arthur whispered into the arch, mouth sucking a hot mark there. "I want you to be inside me."

With that, he came, teeth sinking into the ball of Merlin's foot before breaking wide and crying out, as his hips jerked into his hand and flooded the front of his breeches with a rapidly spreading dark spot. Merlin watched, heart threatening to break free, as Arthur sobbed into his foot, orgasm rolling through him visibly. He came, for what seemed like hours, face cradled in the curve of Merlin's foot.

"You're so beautiful," Merlin whispered.

When Arthur's eyes opened, they were unrepentant and Merlin wasted no time. He scrambled out of the tub, feet too sensitive from Arthur's mouth and pulled him into a kiss. It was a blur of need, pushing and pulling until Arthur was on the bed, breeches catching on one of his feet before Merlin could bury his face in Arthur's spent cock. There was seed everywhere, filthy and cooling, but Merlin lapped, tongue desperate and thirsty for a taste. Arthur was too sensitive, jerking away and into Merlin's mouth, cursing at the ceiling and grasping at the curling strands of Merlin's hair. He licked and sucked all of Arthur's spent release until Arthur was twitching, cock half-hard and aching.

"Hurts," Arthur cried out, grinding up into Merlin's face despite his words.

"It will," Merlin said with glee. "It will hurt so much more."

With that, he slipped a finger behind the tense hang of Arthur's balls and worked it into the undiscovered area of Arthur's entrance. He looked up once, watching Arthur pant, eyes wide with fear and something else that made Merlin choke down a sob, biting down on Arthur's thigh and sliding a finger all the way inside of Arthur when he arched up.


Arthur's moan was panicked, almost painful but Merlin didn't stop, he magicked the oil closer to him and drizzled it down Arthur's balls, pausing to withdraw the finger only slightly to scoop up the slick substance. He drove the finger back in, hard, watching Arthur arch with pain and newly discovered pleasure.

"Gods, I need—" Arthur gasped out, head moving back and forth on the bed. "Merlin—"

"Fuck, fuck, shut up," Merlin said, burying his head into the crease of Arthur's groin and shoving two fingers into Arthur's spasming hole. "Just, quiet, I'll fuck you—I swear to you, I will take you soon."

Time slowed, contracting and expanding as Merlin willed the Earth to stand still. By the third finger, Arthur was glowing, Merlin's magic winding around him like a vice grip. Arthur was thrashing, words nonsensical as Merlin drove three fingers in and out of his body until Arthur was pushing back, growling and clenching his stretched hole on the width of Merlin's fingers.

"I want you inside me," Arthur repeated, voice choked and broken. "Now, Merlin—gods, I need you to take me now."

Merlin paused, thinking about the days ahead of them—when they would spend most of their time apart, Arthur readying his campaign along the border lands and Merlin, at his side but so distant as well. There was a spiraling future ahead of them, more uncertain and rocky than the days behind and quite possibly tragic. But here now, with Arthur writhing back to fuck himself more steadily onto Merlin's fingers—his tilting moans of more and Merlin, were enough to suspend lifetimes.

Merlin breeched him in one slide, fighting the tight clench of Arthur's body and his hoarse cries, until he was fully seated into Arthur's internal heat. He pushed and pushed until Arthur's legs wrapped around him and Merlin brought their faces together.

"Always for you," Merlin mumbled, their lips slashing savagely together. "Always," Merlin snarled before he snapped his hips back and fucked Arthur as if they would never have the chance to devour each other's bodies again.

Their future was uncertain, the precarious road of building a kingdom larger than all those who had come before them was a heavy and dangerous burden. It was a burden they would shoulder together. Tonight, here with Arthur's legs flexed in a wild bucking motion around Merlin's hips; with Arthur's voice raw from his cries and vicious pursuit of pleasure; with the sound of Merlin's cock plundering the vulnerable essence of Arthur's entrance; with the two of them wrapped in the golden heaven of Merlin's magic—nothing mattered but them—two unlikely boys, from different worlds, who fell in love.

Merlin fucked him into dawn, bodies writhing and twinning together like prophecies tumbling out of a Seer's mouth. He might have stayed there, ensconced in Arthur's personal kingdom—in the center of his vulnerability. They might have been there for the rest of their lives. There was nothing but soft kisses and whispered words that belied emotions felt only by the fierce love of them and by no one else before or after them. They coupled until they forgot the world around them and then they went beyond.

Arthur moaned, his voice crackling as his body writhed. Merlin gasped, forehead pressed into the base of Arthur's spine as his pushed two fingers into Arthur's entrance. They slid easily, the way paved from the oil but also—

"Gods, Merlin," Arthur panted, legs twisting and buckling as he pushed down. Merlin watched his spasming hole, scissoring his fingers and watching as hot strings of come ran down his fingers, pooling in his palm.

"Arthur, Arthur."

Below him, Arthur could only thrust back and cry out as Merlin's fingers pressed too hard on the nub inside him and Merlin could take it no longer, he pushed one thigh out of the way, leaving Arthur open for Merlin's mouth.

"No! No, no," Arthur sobbed, his arse shoving back to slam against Merlin's face, negating his words as Merlin worked the spear of his tongue into Arthur's sloppy entrance. It tasted of oil, a strange texture on his tongue, but beneath that was the thick, bitter taste of his own release.

Merlin moaned, feeling it vibrated up into Arthur as he thrashed back, fucking himself on Merlin's face and riding his tongue as if it were his cock.

"Please, Merlin--Gods," Arthur said with sharp cries punctuating each press of his body back into Merlin's mouth. "You have to—I need, dammit Merlin—just—"

Merlin's head was spinning, arousal clouding his vision until all he could feel was Arthur. Hungry for more, the taste of his own seed out of Arthur was addictive—he needed it—the heavy knowledge that was this taste, oil and Merlin's spent come all tangled together inside of Arthur—Merlin used his other hand to spread Arthur wider.

"I just," Merlin stuttered out, leaning back to watch as Arthur's greedy, so delightfully greedy, hole fluttered. "We taste so good."

With that, he fitted his mouth to that delicious hole and sucked.

Arthur screamed.

Merlin's mouth flooded with their combined taste, coating his tongue with viscous fluid that had him desperate for release. Arthur tried to squirm away, only to push back hard into Merlin's face and scream again as Merlin continued to suck until his mouth was full to burst, the liquid slipping out of the seal of his mouth and running down his chin—smearing the already filthy crease between Arthur's cheeks.

Merlin sucked again, worming his tongue up to flicker over the hole to hear Arthur keen, sobbing in broken noises that Merlin knew to be his name.

When Merlin broke away, Arthur was completely incoherent and Merlin didn't pause. He hauled Arthur up on his knees and brought him back onto the length of Merlin's cock. It was a little rougher, all the fluid that was trapped inside of Arthur's hole still sitting in the cavern of Merlin's mouth.

The pace was brutal, they're both too close for it to last, and Merlin waited until Arthur was pushing back, mouth open and moaning as he fucked himself back onto Merlin's cock as if that was his only desire—to be filled up to the brim with Merlin.

Merlin moaned, watching Arthur's shuttering mouth until he couldn't resist the urge to touch it any longer. Mind dizzy with pleasure, Merlin shoved three of his fingers into his mouth and to make them wet with the fluid Merlin had sucked out from inside of Arthur. They were coated, dripping with the evidence of Arthur's complete abandon. Merlin shivered, orgasm burning hot in the base of his spine as he leaned over, hips still slamming into Arthur's body to meet Arthur's own disoriented and frantic thrusts. He sunk his teeth into the curve of Arthur's shoulder. Arthur arched, twisting until his mouth opened again in a moan.

Merlin shoved his fingers in deep, holding down Arthur's tongue and stuffing his face with the three fingers that he had caked in his own come from Arthur's arse.

It was only a few more thrusts, Arthur choking on Merlin's hand as he was fucked into the mattress—moaning and biting at the skin of Merlin's fingers until he came, squeezing around Merlin's cock like a vice and sending Merlin into his own spiral of ecstasy.

He tugged his fingers from Arthur's mouth, blindly petting at Arthur's face until he went to pull his softening cock out of Arthur's thoroughly debauched channel. Only, Arthur's strong hand held him fast at his hip.

"Stay," Arthur whispered, soft and small and Merlin almost cried from the tenderness of it. He pressed Arthur even harder into the bed, wrapped around him until there wasn't a spot of Arthur's skin that wasn't touching Merlin's and clung to him.

To think that they might have never gotten this stung Merlin to the core.

They fell asleep, Merlin's softening cock still buried in the wet, needy place of Arthur's body. Merlin curled around him, mind gone somewhere else as he nuzzled into the base of Arthur's neck, stroked his chest and whispered, "My liege, my King... my Arthur."

Later, Merlin would fall asleep wrapped in the heavy blanket of Arthur's solid body. He would think about destiny and how much he had hated it—such a fickle and meddling force—and yet, he would suffer destiny's manipulative hold a thousand times over for a single moment with this miraculous man.

And he would.

<3<3<3 The End <3<3<3
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Date: 2011-06-28 12:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
*is completely incoherent*

Holy fuck. This. I want *this* just over and again until forever.

*tongue-kisses your muse* HARD.

Date: 2011-07-03 01:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
♥ You are so fabulous. I'm so fucking happy you liked it. You are more than welcome to have this, forever and ever.

Date: 2011-06-28 01:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm going to come back later and leave coherent praise for this beautiful, heart-wrenching, delicately fierce fic.

First, though, I'm just going to re-read it, slowly, and savor it.

Oh, my heart, this was magnificent. ♥

Date: 2011-07-03 01:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
♥ I'm so pleased you enjoyed it so much. Seriously. It was really hard for me to write and so I appreciate your comment.

Thank you.

Date: 2011-06-28 03:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh this was just completely lovely.

I loved everything, frowm Arthur, to Wart and Gwaine, Gwen and the druids.

I loved the promise of the future and the very beginnings of destiny.

This was beautiful

Date: 2011-07-03 01:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! I'm so pleased you enjoyed it. Thank you for reading and commenting. ♥

Date: 2011-06-28 04:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This... ♥_♥

I love Wart, and the sentience, and everything~

And the epilogue... ♥ ♥ ♥

Date: 2011-07-03 01:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
the sentience: it's my favorite part to write! So I'm so glad you enjoyed it. Thank you.

Date: 2011-06-28 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This is so, so amazing. Definitely one of the best fic's I've read so far. I love Merlin's insecurity at where he stands and what he means to Arthur, now that Arthur is really carrying the weight of the kingdom. It is heartbreaking how he is willing to just be by Arthur's side and watch him get married and have children, how he'll renounce his own feelings as long as he is allowed a place in Arthur's shadow and a smile every once in a while.

And then the contrast with the happiness he feels when he realizes Camelot means nothing to Arthur without Merlin in it. THE BIT WITH THE CROWN OMG, I think I saw stars.

There is so much more I want to say but my brain isn't working properly! I WILL BE REREADING THIS VERY SOON! ♥

Edited Date: 2011-06-28 04:48 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-07-03 02:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Merlin really loves Arthur, okay? HE HAS SO MANY FEELINGS. I don't know why I'm so obsessed with self! sacrificing Merlin but I fucking love it and I can't stop writing it. ♥ I'm so, so pleased that you liked it. Seriously. SO MUCH ANGST.

THE BIT WITH THE CROWN OMG: that is all tracy! she asked for sex with the crown involved and BAM that's my mind. ; )


Date: 2011-06-28 04:47 am (UTC)
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I...this. I just. There are no words for how much I enjoyed this Brilliant as always, darling.

Date: 2011-07-03 02:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
♥ Thank you, my love.

Date: 2011-06-28 07:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I was so excited when I saw this posted, a new long fic is always great, especially from a writer like you!

This was so good! I loved so many things about it! You built the tension between Arthur and Merlin so perfectly, so that when they finally had their emotional talk, it felt real and gut wrenching. They both had been holding back for so long and they handled the exchange so differently, but so in character and just...GUH!

Little Miss Wart was an adorable addition. There are several funny moments between her and Merlin that helped to balance some of the more dramatic parts. She is adorable and of course Merlin would love her instantly when she is so much like Arthur! I am really curious about her background now!

Gwaine. sigh, I love him so very much! He is such a good friend and even if his ways of helping are questionable, he has the right intentions, lol.

Thank you for sharing this with us!

Date: 2011-07-03 02:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm really pleased that the slow build of the fic worked for you. With long fics, it's always scary because I say to myself: Would a better writer be able to do this exact same thing but with fewer words? Anyway, I'm really pleased the pacing worked for you.

WART: I will admit to shamelessly adoring her. ♥ I'm so glad you liked her enough to care about her.

Gwaine; I don't it's possible for me to write fic without him.

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment.

Date: 2011-06-28 11:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Just. Wow. Read at a ridiculous time in the morning but couldn't stop and the porn was lovely and rawr and just the cherry on top. :D

Date: 2011-07-03 02:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm sorry you lost sleep but I'm really, really pleased that you enjoyed it. ♥ Thank you.

Date: 2011-06-28 12:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh my god, dudette, this was tremendous! The uncertainty between Arthur and Merlin in the beginning was such a fascinating, refreshing angle and the sex, oh god, the sex.

I also want to take this line - They coupled until they forgot the world around them and then they went beyond - and make sweet, filthy love to it.

Date: 2011-07-03 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Yay! I'm really pleased you liked the weird ~tension between Merlin and Arthur. BEING SUBTLE IS HARD, OKAY? ♥

You can make sweet, filthy love to any part of me or my fic, lovely.

Thank you!

Date: 2011-06-28 04:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]


Date: 2011-07-03 02:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm glad you liked it. Thank you!

Date: 2011-06-28 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I wanted this to go on forever! It was lovely and it made my heart clench madly every ten words or so!

I would love to see this continued in some way, if you ever fancy the idea. Wonderful work!

Oh yes, and I just have to say that Gwaine is my hero. :-)

Date: 2011-07-03 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm so pleased you liked it, even with all this many, many words. ♥

I don't know what will be in the future for this universe, but I'm pleased you enjoyed it that much.

Thank you!

Date: 2011-06-28 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
If that whole grad school thing doesn't work out, I say you give the BBC a call. Season 5 yes/yes? Your plot and detail was absolutely exquisite. Really, really lovely and fabulous. A perfect way to spend an hour!!!

Date: 2011-07-03 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
♥ You're far too sweet.

Your plot and detail was absolutely exquisite: THIS MAKES YOU MY FAVORITE PERSON IN THE WORLD. You know how self-conscious I am about my plot!skills. So thank you, very much.

You're lovely.

Date: 2011-06-28 11:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
This deserves so much love! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ *adds to favorites* ;D

Date: 2011-07-03 02:20 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-06-29 12:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Christ you tear me apart love.

I love Merlin's power in this. I know I always bang on about the way you write his magic, it cant be helped though as its always amazing. You always make it something ultimately devastating and yet beautiful and silly and like a precocious child.

I like the way it was so understated when he and his magic effectively became of age. I like the way that it could be put to the mundane use of cleaning the floor but could create whole worlds.

It made my heart clench so tight when Arthur revealed the fact that Merlin's magic searched him out. Arthur in general made my heart cinch so tight I had trouble drawing breath. He was just so beautifully stoical and yet utterly vulnerable and just as needy.

Wart was perfect, just that connection that Merlin needed. That spark of warmth and love he seemed to be so desperately lacking.

Oh and Gwaine is just a sweetheart. I love how fandom in generally really gets Gwaine. His all open heart and honest friendship in this. Just the most perfect confidant to have.

I loved all the perfect ust and the tiny misunderstanding induced angst. It was just all want and need, like your AN said full of feelings that young men in their position and youth seem to be totally useless at expressing.

I like the way your fic always seems to leave me feeling this sense of hope and promise for a future that will be hard work but completely worth it.

Plus I don't think I even have to say it but the sex (and I hate to say that word about this, because its so much more intimate than that) was completely squirm worthy. Always makes me feel like I'm intruding, voyeuristic.

Christ I love your canon fic. I wish there was more because I'm a greedy bitch and I always want more.

Thank-you :D

Date: 2011-07-03 02:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Merlin's magic: like a precocious child YES! THIS IS A PERFECT DESCRIPTION. I think that it's so apart of him that his evolution in magic would be all sorts of different and complicated, and yet at the same time simple, strokes.

Arthur: He was just so beautifully stoical and yet utterly vulnerable and just as needy YESSS. Arthur has so many issues but he just needs a little bit of cuddle.

Gwaine: I want him in all the fics, always.

Sex: I'm glad you liked it. I know it was a lot to read for the pay off but I'm really pleased it worked for you.

Thank you for such a delightfully detailed comment, my love.

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Date: 2011-06-29 09:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
um. Fuck. That was several shades of brilliance. unf. So many layers of goodness. Arthur poised to really become high king of Albion, uncertain but so full of his power and potential. Merlin--ugh, MERLIN with his magic and his need and his strength and all the roles of him: magician, politician, pseudo-father to Wart, friend to Gwaine and utterly besotted lover of Arthur. The tension between the two of them, neither of them quite certain of the other, but so in love. The potentiality of everything, the atmosphere of wanting, was amazing. You really made the boys ache for each other.. yes.

and then the sex. Shit. um. It was hot and visceral and Jesus, something about kingly!Arthur getting fucked within an inch of his life, losing verbal coherence, totally lost in the act and Merlin just--taking him.. jfc, why don't you just hit my kink buttons with a ballpeen hammer?!

Date: 2011-07-03 02:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! I'm so fucking grateful that you enjoyed it. The relationships in this fic are just all over the place and it was really hard to tell if they were working. So I'm really pleased you enjoyed the tension, in all its variants, here. ♥


I'm really happy you enjoyed this so much. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment.

Date: 2011-06-29 02:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tama_abi
I'll come back later for a proper praise, and a rec, but just know I loved this. You're an amazing author bb !

Date: 2011-07-03 02:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Thank you, my love. You are way too sweet to me.

Date: 2011-06-30 06:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
the pathway of Arthur's strong fingers was enough to frazzle his thoughts and chase away the weight of the day. This is ridiculously sweet to me, as is Arthur rubbing Merlin's feet in general. They always subvert the roles they're supposed to play for each other.

"Even here you taste like strawberries and woodsmoke—everything about you is maddening." I have a feeling my instinct for like, this whole chapter is going to be to say how sweet it is. XD

With that, he came, teeth sinking into the ball of Merlin's foot before breaking wide and crying out, as his hips jerked into his hand and flooded the front of his breeches with a rapidly spreading dark spot. *.* That is all.

There was a spiraling future ahead of them, more uncertain and rocky than the days behind and quite possibly tragic. I like that this Merlin, despite his cheerful nature and tendency toward something like optimism, is also realistic, and knows that the future they're after is going to take some sacrifice.

fucking himself on Merlin's face and riding his tongue as if it were his cock. Hot. Really, really hot.

"Stay," Arthur whispered, soft and small and Merlin almost cried from the tenderness of it. I love this vulnerable Arthur. <3

To think that they might have never gotten this stung Merlin to the core. IT STINGS ME TOO, MERLIN.

This is a lovely story. Thank you so much for writing it. <3

Date: 2011-07-03 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you for all your detailed comments, I really appreciate them. i was ever so pleased when they filled up my inbox. Seriously. Thank you.

I'm pleased you enjoyed it so much and thank you for taking the time to comment to throughly

Date: 2011-06-30 10:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Date: 2011-07-03 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
♥ Thank you!

Date: 2011-07-01 05:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I enjoyed this! Fun and hot, with ample pinning - a perfect combination :)

Date: 2011-07-03 02:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! I'm pleased you enjoyed the pinning. ; )

Date: 2011-07-01 05:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
What a great story. ♥ I enjoyed reading it. I especially liked how you described Merlin's magic (love that his magic woke up Arthur at night, nice detail there). I also liked Arthur confiding in Merlin that he wanted more with him. I'm glad that Merlin got that reassurance and was finally able to pursue his relationship with Arthur.

I thought the scene when all the Druid refugees came, putting their hopes in Camelot, was a really lovely moment. I got a bit teary-eyed there. ♥

Date: 2011-07-03 02:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
♥ Thank you! I'm very pleased that you enjoyed so much of this and especially enjoyed Merlin--it's really hard to write him devote, without making it tragic--so thank you for that.

I appreciate you taking the time to comment.

Date: 2011-07-01 07:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hot, amazing story, and Wart! Squishes her like a squishy thing...loved this soo much!

Date: 2011-07-03 02:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you! I'm pleased you enjoyed Wart so much. ; )

Date: 2011-07-02 12:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
So happy for them :D love stories like these you're brilliant

Date: 2011-07-03 02:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Thank you so much.

Date: 2011-07-03 01:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I was going to write a coherent comment but then you had to go and make me cry and induce a brain melt. Thank you. ♥

Date: 2011-07-05 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
coherency is overrated.

thanks for reading love, I'm really glad you enjoyed it so much. ♥

Date: 2011-07-04 10:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Just got to finishing this. I wanted to make well sure that I could pay it proper attention and

oh. bb.

This is so much more than I ever could have imagined. I'll start with Wart, and how her name contrasted with EVERYTHING about her. She's an adorable character who I became attached to nearly immediately. I felt every ounce of Merlin's growing attachment to her. (I have a similar awkwardness with little kids - which is why I teach high school).

Gwaine. I adore fics where Gwaine is an adoring BFF. Sexy and smoldering, yet hands-off with Merlin, and always there for him through everything. *adores*

Merlin's magic. Again, I felt a strong connection with your description of his magic, the manner in which he came into it and his management of it. How it got away from him to seek out Arthur, to lead him to Merlin, to ball up in his hand. I might have been biting my lip and wibbling a bit. I won't lie.

The Druids and the future of Albion: a difficult path for the characters, but you left me feeling such hope for them. Even though it will be hard, they have each other, and they love each other, so I know it'll all be worth it. I loved the image in my mind of all of those Druids coming in, and how chaotic the castle would be with all of them. It's like the Start of It All. Fucking fantastic, bb.

Arthur: still a prat, large and in charge, peaceful, kind, a picture of a great king, yet rippling with an undercurrent of hidden emotion. I ADORED the bit with Merlin being all SIRE A WORD!so dramatically and Arthur's like biting back a grin. So playful :) Oh god, the ANGST between Arthur and Merlin. My heart was clenching a bit at Merlin being so willing to step aside and let Arthur do what he needed to do and in the great words of Stevie Nicks, to take his love and take it down.

But that's not what happened, is it? I was nearly crying by the time they got to their revelations and intimacy. HOLY SHIT. THE CROWN SCENE. YOU HAVE MADE ME PROUD. IT WAS SO MUCH MORE THAN MY PERVY LITTLE MIND COULD EVEN FATHOM. So much emotion there. And that last scene? It was filthy as hell yet the entire world stopped at their feet for it to happen. It was moving in an epic manner (I do mean that quite literally), the manifestation of their love.

I want to wrap myself up in this world and roll around in it forever.

Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, Emily, thank you.

Date: 2011-07-05 01:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
this comment is lovely.

you're lovelier.

thank you.

Date: 2011-07-18 04:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I wish I could comment properly but after this I'm left slightly incoherent, and I'm sure the others have already expressed most of my sentiments. I'll be bookmarking this one...

Date: 2011-07-18 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'm so pleased you liked it. ♥ Thank you for taking the time to comment, even if you're feeling incoherent. ; )
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