No. 82

Prompt: Merlin (TV), Arthur Pendragon/Merlin, I can shut you up with a kiss.
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Arthur's heart pounds. His palm wrapped around the hilt of his sword is slick with sweat. There's too many of them. He and Merlin have been lucky many times, but their luck will not hold forever. Their best chance is to stay quiet, stay hidden, and wait for Hengist's men to pass.

Merlin, busy as he is with their packs, has not seen the army yet.

He turns toward Arthur, opens his mouth. A loud, insolent comment is clearly waiting on the tip of his tongue.

Arthur lunges at him and kisses him. Wraps an arm around him and pulls him close, pulls him down so the soldiers will not see.

Merlin makes the tiniest noise and Arthur swipes his tongue against Merlin's, and Merlin is silent, pressed against him, kissing back eagerly.

Arthur presses him further into the leaves, kisses him again and again and again, and finally, the soldiers' footsteps have faded.

He sits up, peers over the ridge. No soldiers in sight. They're safe now.

Merlin is gaping at him.

Arthur leans in, kisses him softly, gently, and gestures at the half-empty packs. It's time for them to go.