Almost

A/N: So, this idea came to me in the shower the other night, and I quickly typed it up before going to bed. Looking back at it, it didn't actually turn out too bad, so I worked on it a bit and decided to upload it. Yes, I know it's only a quick drabble, and I should be working on the other fics that are in progress, but I had to write this up. Arthlin is my new favourite pair 3

Warning: This fic contains yaoi and a mild lemon, rated M to be sure. If you don't like either, don't read. This is also an A/U fic, because there was no way I could have made my original idea happen in the context of the show xD

Disclaimer: Arthur and Merlin belong to the BBC and I don't claim ownership of them. However, I do own this fic XD this definitely wouldn't happen in the show ||D

He almost got replaced by an older, more experienced teacher.

"Oh come on, he looks like he got his degree out of a cereal box! You've got to give me a chance"

I almost didn't take his subject.

"So, it's a choice between History and Latin. Eenie, meenie, miney, mo. History it is."

He almost didn't get the job.

"I'll be the best professor you've ever employed. I give you my word as a Pendragon"

I almost didn't get on the course.

"I know you're pressed for spaces, but I swear you won't regret letting me on"

He almost didn't glance across the corridor and catch my eye.

Wow. That mouthy kid of mine is...no, that's inappropriate. Stop it.

I almost didn't see him, and smile.

So, that's what Mr. Pendragon looks like without the tie? Sweet.

He almost didn't miss his bus, and ask for a ride home in my car.

"I know it's against student-teacher protocol, but I really need to get back."

I almost gave his seat to a friend.

"Sorry Gwen, but you can walk, right? You only live around the corner. Give or take a...couple of miles...Ow! You punched me!"

He almost didn't run his hand between my thighs as I arrived outside his home.

God damnit...why is he so fucking sexy?

I almost didn't accept his invitation inside.

This really isn't appropriate...oh, fuck it.

He almost didn't have the nerve to undress me as he pushed me into the sofa.

Am I being too forward? He'll tell me to stop if he wants me to; God knows he's gobby enough in class.

I almost didn't have the nerve to beg for it.

"P-Pendragon...I need you."

He almost didn't press himself into me for the first time.

"I'm...Arthur...oh fuck do that again."

I almost didn't cry out in pleasure, and force him deeper.

"Oh God, more!"

He almost didn't cry out my name when he came.

"Merlin!"

I almost didn't cry out his.

"A-Arthur!"

But we did do all of those things. Thinking about what could have happened is pointless, when everything that did happen was so magical.

Final A/N: Just for those of you who might be confused about ages and such, I'd like to clarify that in this fic, Arthur is roughly 23, and Merlin is roughly 19. Arthur is a new professor at a university, and Merlin is just starting the course. I know it's highly unlikely that a 23 year old could become a university professor, but for the sake of this fic it's possible, mmkay? So no sex with a minor, and no ancient Arthur xD Everyone is happy (: