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Arthur pushed open the door to his quarters, and leaned against the door tiredly. He smiled slightly, seeing Lancelot asleep in his bed, happy that the man was actually resting himself. He had been afraid that if he asked the knight to remain in his rooms, that Lancelot would wait up for him, and get worse

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[artoriuscastus]

"For pity's sake, Lancelot," Arthur said breathlessly, "have some mercy."

His loins were rock hard, and he couldn't help but gasp a little when Lancelot moved against him.

Have you ever dreamt of me, Arthur? Have you ever thought of me?

"I think of you always," he replied just as softly, his voice betraying the emotion behind the sentance. "You should know that."

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Lancelot sighed a little, small smile making his lips curl slightly.

"That's not what I meant."

But instead of pushing the issue, he shifted until he could slink slowly onto Arthur, eyes slipping shut as his head lolled backwards and his lips parted slightly in a soft moan-sigh-whimper - and didn't stop until Arthur was buried inside him.

"Mercy enough?" he whispered breathlessly.

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A garbled sound that might have been Lancelot's name made it's way out of Arthur's mouth, and his eyes squeezed shut.

"God," he breathed, and rolled his hips forward slightly, helplessly.

He threaded the fingers of one hand with one of Lancelot's, and managed to open his eyes a little, sweat beading on his forehead and chest.

"Amazing," he whispered at the sight of Lancelot's flushed face, taut skin and muscles, and bruised lips. "You are amazing."

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Lancelot smiled, felt a small blush rising to his cheeks and leant forward to rest his head on Arthur's should, squirming slightly.

"Now, fuck me, Arthur."

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It took a few breaths for Arthur to be able to even open his eyes.

"Whoa," he managed to whisper. "I- oh." His heart was still slamming in his chest, and he drew the warmth from Lancelot into himself. His entire body felt light and floaty, and his vision held spots as he tried to focus.

He planted a sloppy kiss on the other man's lips, biting the corner of his mouth lightly. "Love you," he answered.

Rolling them to the side, he slipped out, and had just enough energy to fling one leg over Lancelot's.

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Lancelot curled into Arthur immediately, whimpering slightly at the loss of Arthur in him, tucking himself under Arthur's chin and closing his eyes, sighing contently.

"Now, go t'sleep an' res'" he mumbled, one arm thrown over Arthur. "Please."

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"Don't think I could do anything else if I had to," Arthur answered, his words slurring from exhaustion and contentment. "Stay here with me."

His eyes slipped closed, and sleep hit him like a ton of bricks as he breathed in the heady combined scent of Lancelot and himself.