So I might have a (no longer) secret thing for post battle sex. Like watching Arthur go out and get all riled up and kill things and then have sex with Merlin? Really really does it for me. Like a lot. Now following that piece of TMI,

I LOVE IT A LOT. LIKE REALLY A LOT. THE CAPSLOCKS ARE ALL I HAVE LEFT, AS ALL MY BRAINCELLS HAVE DESERTED ME.

Arthur pulls back to look at him, eyes still dark and fraught though they’ve lost their edge. He trails his fingers through the sticky mess of their come on Merlin’s clothes and bares his teeth in feral approximation of a smile.

...ALHGA:LSHG