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“He is my husband.” Merlin blurted out loudly.
“Exactly, I’m his..” Wait. Only now did Merlin’s words catch up to him.
“I’m not… what… why…” Arthur began to stutter but Merlin interrupted him hastily again.
“Yes exactly. My husband. As in… we like each other. You know… sexually. We are… ehm… married.” Merlin laughed nervously.or, Arthur (not so) accidently follows Merlin to a secret magic celebration in the forrest. It turns out to be more fun than expected.
Bookmarked by makeyla06
06 Feb 2026
