Title: Learn To Lock

Author: JeGarr

Info: Sequel to Learn To Knock but sort of in Arthur's point of view. Rated T for a bit more than minor smutness and major suggestiveness, that's what I do best!

Soundtrack: How do I live without thee? MUSE.

Disclaimer: I don't own Merlin or Eclipse Midnight Screening Tickets.

~Learn To Lock~

Arthur had a syndrome that made him forget to lock his chamber's door a lot. Sometimes this was a good thing, for example, if he couldn't be stuffed to answer the door if someone knocked and he was laying comfortably in his bed they could just walk right in and physically make him get up. Other times, it wasn't exactly safe…

On a rather cold day, Arthur woke up rather early, judging by the lack of sunlight. He rolled over and groaned audibly only to hear the door open. Twisting around to see who had entered he saw none other than his Guinevere. She gave him a disapproving look and continued over to the table in the middle of the room, placing a vase of fresh flowers on it's surface.

"You do realize," Arthur stated, "That you don't have to do those things anymore?"

"But I want too," she argued lightly.

He sighed and eventually hauled himself out of bed before nearly falling over due to the sudden head rush. Guinevere snickered at him lightly before turning back towards her flowers and re arranging them. Arthur glared at her back playfully before coming over to her and slipping his arms around her waist.

An audible gasp slipped through her lips, her hands moving away from the flowers and resting on top of the table. Arthur sucked on her neck lightly, leaving his mark and then breathed into her ear,

"You and I both know we could be doing better things,"

A slight intimidated whimper escaped Guinevere's lips as she tried to contain her excitement. Arthur spun her around, attacking her lips with quite a lot of aroused passion, which was greatly appreciated by Gwen.

Clumsily stumbling backwards towards his bed, Arthur pinned her against one of the posts of his four poster, his lips travelling eagerly down her jaw, her neck and her collarbone just about to explore a bit further and quite literally grinned against her skin when-

"Oops,"

Arthur heard his voice and removed his lips from Guinevere's skin hesitantly as she pushed lightly against his chest and flushed red, adjusting the strap on her dress that was maybe a little too low, close to a little too much exposure.

"Merlin!"

Arthur turned around to face his manservant, very conscious of Guinevere's hands resting on his bare chest, it was almost slightly unbearable.

"Get out," he said bluntly but due to his slight arousal it came out as a growl.

Merlin stuttered something incomprehensible to Arthur as he resumed his work on a certain Guinevere. Hearing the door shut,he sneaked a look at her eyes and there was the briefest smirk on her lips.

"What is it?"

She was definitely smirking now.

"Maybe, Arthur," she purred, "You should learn to lock your door,"

He frowned slightly before grinning as he pulled her into him by the waist, her surprised gasp echoing through his chambers.

"Maybe Guinevere, you shouldn't keep me waiting,"

He took a brief mental note to remember to lock his door when he was busy doing certain things with his wife. But hopefully Merlin had learnt his lesson, but in all honesty, Arthur wished he hadn't seen that much of Guinevere. Surely though Merlin wouldn't dare not knock again, they could've been doing far worse. He pushed his slight worry away.

At least he knew he could spend the rest of the day in bed.

Thanks for reading! And thanks to everyone who reviewed Learn To Knock. Hopefully this satisfies sequel needs! Thanks for the sequel idea that was given to me by Mel1991.