Title: Get It Now?
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana
Summary: Morgana's tired of waiting for Merlin to make a move.
Word Count: 532
Prompt: #224, Anything You Want
Author's Notes: This is a canon AU where Morgana escaped with the druids in 2.3. This is sometime after that.
Merlin eyed the young man passing behind them. “He seems nice,” he commented.
Morgana glanced at the man then back at Merlin. “Oh no, do you think . . ?” She giggled then smiled. “It’s not like that, Merlin. He just helps with lifting things sometimes. There’s no reason to be jealous.”
“Jealous? I never said I was jealous.”
“You didn’t have to. Look.” She pointed out around the fire. “They left us. They think we want to be alone.”
“Well, we do hardly get to talk alone much . . .”
“Merlin, that’s not why they left.”
“Are you really that thick?”
“Am I wh—” she cut him off by pulling him toward her and pressing their lips together briefly. “Oh,” he said after they separated.
“You get it now?” He nodded. “Good.” She threaded her hands into his hair and pulled him toward her again. This time he responded enthusiastically and she moved closer until she almost sat in his lap.
His hands wrapped around her waist as he deepened the kiss. She thrilled him—he’d never felt anything like this before. It was new and exciting, hot and cold all at the same time. He tried to pull her closer and she came, now straddling his lap.
Morgana “mm’ed” at Merlin’s tug. For all he admitted he’d never done anything like this, he sure gave as good as he got. She had been wondering when he’d make his move and finally decided to make it herself. And, wow, look at what she’d awakened! A tingle rippled through her body at their new intimacy and she rejoiced in it. She decided to incite him again, so she flicked her tongue against his lips.
Her tongue made him groan, opening his mouth to her. She took advantage and slipped it inside his mouth. He groaned again and returned the favor, clutching her tighter to him. Soon he pulled her to standing with him. Her hands fell to his chest and his rose to cradle her face between them.
They broke for a moment, resting their foreheads together. “That was . . .” he started.
“. . . Better than I ever imagined.”
She laced their hands together. “You imagined this?” she asked, surprised.
“Since I first saw you.”
“If I’d only known then, where would we be now?”
He put a finger on her lips. “It doesn’t matter now. Just know that I really care about you.”
“I care about you too, Merlin.”
He leaned down to press their lips together again. When he tried to pull away, she seized the back of his head to keep them together. She finally let him go when she needed to breathe. He pressed their foreheads together. “I’d better go before I’m tempted to stay.”
“Would that be so bad?”
His eyes darkened but he said, “I-I’m not ready—”
“Relax, Merlin, I’m not either.” She put a hand on his face. “Someday.”
He nodded. “Someday.” He gave her a quick kiss and she reluctantly let him go. “See you tomorrow.”
“Until tomorrow.” She watched him walk away, then sighed and made her way back to her own tent.