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When Arthur allowed their hands to brush against each other once again, Merlin almost lost his mind. It took all of his self control not to grab him at every opportunity. He longed to lock their fingers together, stroke his thumb over the back of Arthur’s hand, lift the man's palm to his lips and kiss the rough skin. He’d admired them before, strong fingers and calloused palms, but now all Merlin could think about is how they would feel wrapped around his own hands. Merlin found himself wondering again how such a small touch had such a large impact on him.Īrthur’s hands soon became Merlin’s obsession. Maybe the King would realise just how close they were and move? But no, Arthur stayed put, golden tan skin next to long pale fingers. When Merlin leaned back to look up at the stars and felt Arthur’s warm hand beside his, he resisted the urge to pull away. Arthur sat closer, smiled more, and didn't tease Merlin as often. The King had sat beside Merlin, just as he did after every hunt, but something about this time was different.

Merlin was glad that the only light was the dim glow from the burning flames, he could feel his own cheeks blazing just as hot. Arthur allowed their hands to rest against each other as they sat by the fireside. The smallest and simplest of touches and Merlin was reduced to a blushing mess.

It sent shivers down his spine and had his heart hammering in his chest. His hand brushing against Arthur's, their fingers so close to intertwining. It was such a fleeting moment that he wasn't sure it could be real. The first time it happened, Merlin was certain it was a dream.

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