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AHAHAH!!!

This morning I had my coffee and checked my flist.
Took the kids to the bus stop.
Made a tea and posted today's HD Travel Fair fics.
Logged out of mod journal.
Refreshed the flist and BAM!!! In the period of ... oh, maybe 20 minutes? there are a dozen or more new posts. All with the subject line with variation of: DID COLIN JUST ASK BRADLEY TO BLINDFOLD HIMSELF??? WHAT KIND OF FRUIT ARE THEY??? BRADLEY'S A DOUGHNUT?? WHAT? WHAT? HOW IS THIS REAL?

Oh, Merlin fandom. Why so cute? If you don't know what I'm talking about Quest 5 is up in all it's ridiculousness.

Happy Friday!!! Thanksgiving weekend (here) and the weather is glorious. Any fun plans?

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It took an age. Gwaine murmured soft, pretty words to Merlin as Merlin sank down: how good it felt, how amazing Merlin was, how he was take it all so well. Arthur trembled, fists clench in his sheets, barely keeping himself under control as the tight, tight heat enveloped him, clamping around him, squeezing him together with Gwaine’s cock.

And Oh God, they were in. Both of them. How could Merlin even? Merlin’s knuckles were white from this clench of the headboard. He hadn’t said anything, only managed a few sounds half-pained, half bliss.

“Are you all right?” Arthur asked.

Sweat dripped down Merlin’s forehead, pebbled at above his lip. Arthur wanted to kiss him, lick it off but he couldn’t reach. Merlin ducked his head to could Arthur’s eye. His face was so intense, eye half-lidded. “Yeah. It’s-“ Merlin let out a deep shuttering breath that Arthur felt as much as saw. “It’s good.”

“When you’re ready.” There was a barely restrained edge to Gwaine’s voice and it was reassuring that Arthur wasn’t the only that was going to lose his mind if they didn’t start moving soon.

Aware of every pulse, every muscle spasm, Arthur knew exactly when Merlin had begun to relax. It was like Merlin’s soul was ripped open for him to see, to feel. Then finally, after another half dozen exhales – Arthur had counted – Merlin nodded.

“Okay. Move. Now.”

Gwaine clamped his hands on Merlin’s hips and Arthur followed suit, partly over lapping. “Slow,” he said to Arthur, like a warning. Arthur nodded.

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Oh man, oh man, oh man. Is it hot in here? YES, YES IT IS, DAMN IT. ♥_♥

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It's done!!! And lee's offered to beta. Oh God, I love here.

Here have another cookie:

They pulled out in unison, eyes on each other as they thrust back in, slow, sure and in perfect unison. Arthur was taken back to the bar fight, to the smooth easy way Gwaine joined into the Arthur and Merlin’s fight, standing beside them shoulder to shoulder like he belonged, instinctive. They were beautifully in synch as they sped up, keeping eye contact and listening intently to every sound Merlin made. Their pace quicken and they grew more daring with each moan they earned.

Arthur felt the thrill of challenge. He snapped his hips, wanting to give Merlin everything, wanting to make Gwaine lose the tight grip on his control.

"Close," Merlin choked. His hand tried to reach his cock but with the next trust he scrabbled back to the headboard.

"Let me." Arthur’s hand found Merlin’s cock, loving the familiar feel of its weight and began to pull him off.

"I need –" Gwaine stammered then began to thrust, fierce and wild, sliding out of rhythm and rubbing deliciously against Arthur’s cock.

"Oh God." Merlin cried out. "Faster, Arthur. Please."

Arthur tightened his grip, pumping Merlin's cock and snapping his hips until his thighs and lower back burned.

Gwaine lost it first, slamming up into Merlin and shuddering. Arthur could feel the pulse of the dick trapped beside his, the wet, warmth filling Merlin and surrounding Arthur’s cock. Carefully, Gwaine slipped out, leaving Merlin’s hole stretched and sloppy-wet around Arthur’s cock.