Bath House In Sacramento

[Merlin] And I do not deserve the best I?

Fandom: Merlin
Character: Merlin
set themes: Set 4 - Beauty and the Beast
Prompt: 08. "And I do not deserve the best I?"
Rating: PG
Warning: General, Flashfic (500 words exactly), Fluff, Romance
Table: Here
DISCLAIMER: The characters in these stories are not my own, but belong to the BBC and some for them. From these stories we do not return anything.



And I do not deserve the best I?

had won yet another tournament.
He had fought bravely - that Merlin could not deny it - but now he'd have to put up with all the arrogance of the royal ass.
The blond walked beside him. He was stating the its wonderful characteristics that made him the winner of that race.
was boasting that night because his father - the king - had held a banquet in his honor, his infallible power to exalt, not be found wanting.
And Merlin was standing there, listening with only half an ear full of arrogance that those words could never be a change.
Although he was come to Camelot, Arthur was minimally changed, that its facade of perpetual need for attention by any living being, would never be changed.
"... and I do not deserve the best I?" Finally he heard the blond, who looked at him full of himself.
"Sure ..." he whispered with a false allegiance.
"Merlin!"
was only then that he realized that he had spoken aloud.
"Yes?" He asked with an innocent expression.
"How many more times I must repeat that I am the prince?"
"Oh trust me ..." Merlin nodded fervently. "You do it too often already."
" Merlin!"
"..."
"Want me to send you to shame and leave us to rot along with the vegetables and fruit?"
that was a rhetorical question, is not it?
Merlin raised an eyebrow slightly, gently biting her lip with his teeth to keep from replicating.
He was sure he would not answer or no answer made the difference.
Arthur would also sent to the pillory. Even if the
envisioned.
An immense crowd of citizens who can not wait to be able to delight him throwing rotten fruit.
What then, what we are so pleasant, had never understood.
True, that could be a way to discharge their personal frustrations ...
But why just download those frustrations on him? He had no pro
be the 'personal assistant' the Crown Prince.
He had absolutely no pro.
Merlin had not noticed that he stopped, being bewildered, with the armor of the prince in his hands.
"Merlin you want to move? There are many things I want to do before tonight ... And of course you must do your part! "

No. He had absolutely no pro.

***

Merlin did not think it would ever change his mind.
Not so soon, at least.
He was in the bed of the blonde next to him with the prince.
They had just spent some intense moments, particularly involving and that left him breathless.
But he felt satisfied.
definitely satisfied.
"What's that smile of your lips?" Felt request by Arthur.
"Well ... you who say, and I do not deserve the best I?"
"What would you suggest with this?"
"Obviously I am the meg-"
But the dark he could not finish his sentence that the prince was again on top of him, kissing him possessively.
Definitely better than the pillory.
Definitely better than the thirsty crowd that he wanted to see it full of fruit and vegetables march right into his pants.
Definitely better than anything else.
Together they were perfect.