Heyy, It's me. Right, yeah. I am an awful person. I have writers block on my Avengers story, and the next chapter for my other Merlin story is ,oving slowly, so I made this, and I have another chapter ready in case anyone wants more.
I should tell you this is AU of the imprisonment of Elyan, Gaius and Gwaine, and is darker than the original. If I make it longer,it will probably be slash, like my other story between Arthur/Gwaine sooo...don't hurt me if you don't like.
It might link in with my other story, but you don't need to read that. Anyway, I present to you, Recovery. (Name will be changed if only a oneshot.) Italic is flashback in case you are wondering.
"You're going to dance for us, Gwaine."
Sobs wracked his body as he recalled his imprisonment.
"What? You want me to fight? I though you would challenge me, Lady Morgana?"
What kind of joy did a person get from watching torture?
"…Fight? Sir Gwaine, I said you will dance for us."
He could still feel them on him.
"Sir Galarran? It seems our guest doesn't know how to dance. Why don't you teach him?"
All those hands: touching his hips, and his legs, and his arms, and his face.
"Listen to the Knight scream! Oh, how broken we have made him!"
But he wouldn't change it.
"Clean him. Give his 'friends' food for the night, and let him rest."
If it meant saving the ones he had come to love as family.
"You will have him again tomorrow."