fic - merlin rpf - accented

[antihysteric]

Title: Accented
Pairing: Bradley/Colin (Merlin RPF)
Rating: R
Length: c.3,300 words
Disclaimer: This is a completely fictional story written about fictional constructs of real people. I make no profit; I do not know these people; and I intend no disrespect whatsoever.
Notes: This is unbeta'd, and the first piece of my fanfiction that anything

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[antihysteric]

augh, you just might have to do that. I tried, but Bradley is being supremely uncooperative!

Bradley's not complaining.

Not really.

Who could conceivably complain about getting to shag and shagging, on a regular basis, someone who a) he gets on well with and b) has a bit of an oral fixation?

Certainly not Bradley James.

He learned his lesson about not looking ordinary horses in the mouth (without approaching them from the side first) in the earliest days of filming, and he's not taking his chances on any gift horses either.

But.

It's all gotten a bit, well, vanilla.

*

To be fair, they were neither of them handkerchief code men to begin with.

But what Bradley can't work out is what is different. He knows that they -- he's always wondered what it would take to become a member of the apparently omniscient and infallible "they" -- say that often people's personalities and needs in the bedroom are different to those in their day-to-day life

[porntestpilot]

YES!!!! I think yes! For the good of the earth! It could end if you do not! There is a chance.

[antihysteric]

"You mean -- something else but something still

[antihysteric]

Maybe, Bradley admits with a low groan as Colin straddles his lap facing forward, eyes still on Bradley's, he has a bit of a thing for being fully clothed while Colin's fully naked.

"You ready, James?"

He doesn't want to close his eyes when Colin just -- rolls his hips into Bradley's without waiting for a response, especially since there's a teasing challenge in Colin's voice, but he's almost fully hard in his track suit bottoms already, and the slight catch and drag of Colin's prick against his feels so fucking good

[antihysteric]

A few minutes later, Colin gets up with a tortured groan and returns with a warm washcloth to clean them up.

They settle into the mattress facing each other, still close enough that if they were sitting up they'd be more or less in each other's laps.

"I'm not a spaniel," Bradley blurts.

There's a considerable pause. "Your head is a scary place to be, James," Colin says into the crook of Bradley's neck, but he sounds -- affectionate, if bewildered.

"You're one to talk, ha! I don't even want to understand the joke about the zombie, the cucumber, and the length of polypropylene rope." He pokes Colin in the single ticklish spot on his body, right under the left side of his ribcage

[nicolasechs]

YES. THANK YOU.

[alaceron]

!!!
I HEART.

[lilithilien]

That was amazing! *loves*

[estioe]

You should totally like this in the post itself. Because, omg. *wipes bow*

[puckling]

SO HOT. And so cute at the same time! Bradley the not!cocker spaniel, Colin, with his lapdance and cold feet. SO CUTE.

"I don't know if it's a good thing," Colin says, "that I understand exactly what you mean. I don't think it can be Stockholm, what's that other one, though? The French thing -- shared madness." He laughs a little and tilts his head back to make eye contact. "I keep --" a little something creeps into his eyes, vulnerability maybe, but he's still smiling -- "I keep you around for something more than the dead birds, Bradley."

Awwwwww.

[dolique]

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