Truth Is A Whisper by seperis (NC-17)

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Fandom: MERLIN
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur, Merlin/Agravaine
Length: 24, 376
Author on LJ: seperis
Author Website: fic: merlin tag
Why this must be read:

Seperis creates a wonderfully plotty but deliciously porny fic which involves a Merlin who loves sexing, an Arthur who is trying to avoid being married to woman who tried to poison him and a lot of court gossip about Arthur's possible impotence which Merlin tries to solve by helpfully telling everyone that they sleep together, even though they don't. Funtimes ahead.

This is beautifully written, well characterised and did I mention the hott porn?

That, Merlin decides two torturous hours later, is not syrup for a cold.

"And then," Arthur says, sprawled out on the rug and staring up at the ceiling, "I told him I never judged a man by his taste in sheep." For some reason, this seems to be most hilarious joke in the history of mankind, because Arthur laughs so hard he rolls onto his side, panting into the floor. Easing toward the table, Merlin picks up the bottle, running a finger around the top and tasting it warily. It does taste nice, and apparently, feels quite good, because Arthur is the happiest Merlin's ever seen him.

"Perhaps you had to be there," Arthur observes, lifting his head slightly, and Merlin finds himself staring at the soft pink of his mouth for far longer than he should. Merlin quickly makes himself look at the dinner tray and wonders what sort of definition "relaxing" Gaius had been using. Whether or not it cures you of a cold may be debatable, but apparently it can make you care not at all if you have one or not.

Merlin's seen Arthur sick and well, injured and drugged on whatever Gaius has in stores after injuries, but he's never seen him quite like this. It's almost like he's drunk, except Arthur drunk is faintly brooding and manic by turns, while the loose sprawl of golden prince on the floor is just happy, wrapped up in a glow of contentment like the world just cannot get better than this.

Sneezing again, Arthur pushes himself up on one elbow hopefully. "What are you doing? Is it time for more?"

Merlin puts the bottle behind the nearly empty wine jug. "No, no, we'll wait for Gaius," he says quickly. "To make sure you are--improving."

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