Title: Boys will be boys
Pairings: Arthur/Merlin
Prompt: Water Fight – Devilluck

Rating: NC-17
WARNINGS: Modern AU. There's some ups, there's some downs and there's a lot of sideways too ;D And wet boys... oh yeah!
Disclaimer: Merlin not mine *sob* It's the BBC's though I want to rob them and get away with Bradley and Colin ^_^
Summary: It's been over a year and a half since Arthur and Merlin got engaged and this is the start of a fortnight they'll never forget!
Note: Ok this probably should have been half this length... I um... got carried away. Half isn't even about the prompt! Although I'm sure I won't hear too many objections! Also please forgive any bad grammar. I haven't been able to give this to my beta!

-x-

The sun was just beginning to rise on the horizon, sending its pale beams sliding across the room. Arthur stared at the pale light in silence. Sometimes it was hard to sleep, especially when he was used to early mornings for his job. However the thought that he didn't have to go to work was enough to make him smile. The air was already warm so he was covered only by a light sheet, besides the warmth of the man next to him was enough heat if he should happen to feel too cool. Right now though, he was far from feeling cold. His body was burning with passion for the man asleep beside him. Even after the years they had been together, Arthur still wanted Merlin and desperately. He didn't really know what it was about the other man but he could never stop wanting him and never stop loving him.

He slid his hand between the sheets and gently stroked his morning erection. He knew he shouldn't have done that the moment he started. He bit his lip firmly to stop himself moaning but turned his head to look at the back of the dark head beside him.

"I'm sorry Merlin." He whispered to the other man, knowing it was unfair of him to wake him but he just had to! He rolled over onto his side and slowly started kissing down the pale neck and along angular shoulders. His hand slid smoothly across Merlin's hip, stroking across the smooth skin. Arthur took a moment just to feel that silky softness under his finger tips, his hand running up his chest, across his stomach and down his thighs before the horny blonde couldn't resist any longer. He carefully ran light fingers over Merlin's cock, gently teasing it into life until it was hard enough to wrap his fingers around and began to make unhurried pumping motions to tease it further. Merlin moaned deeply against his pillow, still deep in sleep but his body knowing what Arthur was up to. Arthur continued his ministrations feeling Merlin's body begin to shiver with anticipation. It was only when the blonde heard a sleepy 'Arthur' and Merlin's hips slid back against his own he knew that Merlin was a lot more conscious.

"Why?" Merlin asked dopily.

"Because... I... love... you." Arthur told him quietly between kisses, "Besides when was the last time we got to have early morning sex without the beast interrupting?" Draco was banned from the bedrooms while at Camelot Manor under strict instructions from Uther, allowing both men to be able to enjoy time alone. Merlin hummed happily and Arthur reached over to grab the bottle of lube they had put on the night stand within easy reach while no one was around. The dark haired man gave a small whimper as his lover's hand left him and it made Arthur chuckle.

"So impatient." He murmured against Merlin's shoulder.

"You woke me." Merlin returned, not sounding too upset at his predicament. Arthur was quick to coat his fingers in the cool gel and replaced the bottle before returning his focus to his lover. Cool fingers made Merlin's breath hitch but he wasn't complaining. He moved his legs a little to make it easier for Arthur. If he had to be woken up this was the way to do it, the slim man thought to himself. He hummed quietly as Arthur slowly slid a finger into him, not rushing the moment and being oh so gentle. Merlin was about to object and ask for more as Arthur slid a second finger in beside the first, imitating the movements of what his cock would soon be doing. Merlin's hips soon began to rock backwards to meet his hand and Arthur had to hold him still. Merlin whimpered but Arthur continued his glorious torture, spreading his fingers teasing Merlin's channel and very gently brushing across his prostate just enough to make Merlin's breath hitch.

"Are you ready for me, baby." He purred against Merlin's ear.

"More than." Merlin breathed back. Arthur pulled his hands away leaving Merlin to sigh but not object, he knew he was about to get what he wanted. Arthur grabbed the lube once more pouring some more onto his fingers to coat his cock thoroughly to make it as easy as possible for them both. The blonde pulled the sheets down further, exposing Merlin's pale body to the cool morning sunlight. He took a moment just to look, seeing how his lover's pale skin seemed to glow. There really was something ethereal about him and was enough to make him breathless. Before Merlin began to miss him he shuffled back to his partner and lay down beside him. Taking hold of his dick, Arthur carefully guided himself to Merlin's waiting hole and slowly began to push in, taking his time not to hurt his partner. Merlin moaned gratefully as Arthur gently filled him, feeling himself become one with the other man. This was what it was about after all. It wasn't 'sex', it wasn't about burning passion or satisfaction or anything like that. This about being close to each other as they could get, feeling their bodies entwine to match their souls, to feel like one being and to know they loved and were loved in return.

Pulling Merlin close, Arthur wrapped his arms around his lover pressing his nose against Merlin's neck, knowing every breath he managed to take was filled with the scent of Merlin, that everything he could feel was the body of his partner and every taste was Merlin's skin. Arthur's senses were filled completely by the man he loved so absolutely. His world was Merlin and right then he didn't want to be aware of anything else. He rolled his hips forward as far as they could go, spooning up against Merlin's angular frame. Despite appearances, Merlin was actually quite comfortable to lie against. He took a moment just to enjoy the sensation of filling his lover as far as he could before pulling back as far as their position would allow then taking the time to slide back in again.

A quiet whimper of pleasure escaped Merlin's throat which encouraged Arthur to continue, keeping his slow controlled pace. He wasn't sure how long he could keep it up as even now he could feel himself struggling but he wanted to make the moment last. He found a slow, comfortable rhythm that had Merlin rocking back against him, shivering and moaning quietly. Arthur's large hands roamed the seemingly frail body, touching every angle, every plane and every curve, leaving nothing untouched until he could feel Merlin slowly starting to lose himself. His breathing changed becoming gasps, as Arthur knew his full lips had parted and his bright blue eyes were tight shut to cling to his sanity.

"Let go." He murmured against Merlin's ear, knowing he wasn't far himself. To help his lover, he slid his hand down to the one place he hadn't touched. As soon as he had touched Merlin's rigid heat, the brunette moaned his name in a long drawn out breath. Arthur's long, drawn out love making had taken him right to the edge and it would only take a little more to make him fall. Grasping Merlin's cock a little more firmly, Arthur began to stroke the hard flesh in time with his slightly faster thrusts, picturing Merlin's face as he finally reached that pinnacle.

"Ar-thur!" Merlin cried out as a wave of pleasure ran through him, arching his back against the blonde, spilling his seed in the hand that held him. Feeling that moment run through Merlin was the final push Arthur needed himself. He buried his face against Merlin's shoulder blades, moaning against the milky skin, not wanting this quiet pleasure they had created to end.

When he finally relaxed, he realised Merlin had his arms pulled around him and was holding him tight. Arthur kissed his neck just at his hair line. He could feel Merlin's smile even if he couldn't see it.

"You're wonderful." He mouthed against the dark hair,

"You too." Merlin replied in a dopey voice before yawning.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have woken you." Merlin partially rolled back so he could see Arthur over his shoulder. Just the look of him made Arthur smile fondly. Looking ruffled, sleepy and rosy cheeked, the blonde couldn't decide if he looked adorable or fuckable. He had to go for the first option as he wasn't able to go with the second just yet.

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world." Merlin smiled back. Arthur took a moment to gaze at him before deciding it would probably be a good idea to get up and cleaned first.

"I'll wash us up." He kissed Merlin's shoulder before rolling out of bed. Merlin pouted but knew Arthur was right. He was starting to feel sticky and as nice as it was to snuggle, it was better to do it clean. He watched in appreciation as Arthur walked into the en-suite. He simply lay in bed, unmoving until the blonde returned, his brain seemingly to have melted out of his ears. Arthur was good at that. His eyes started feeling heavy again, he realised it must have been ridiculously early and spotting the bedside clock saw that it was indeed only five thirty in the morning. Merlin shut his eyes tight and moaned loudly. The git had woken him at five thirty! He managed a glare as Arthur walked back in the room.

"What have I done now?" Arthur gave a raised eyebrow in Merlin's direction.

"Do you know what time it is?" The blonde at least managed to look guilty then.

"Yeah I know, sorry I just... couldn't resist." He started to clean Merlin off with thoughtfully warm flannel.

"Yeah right..." Merlin replied not believing him, "I don't need a full sponge bath y'know." He told Arthur as he continued to clean Merlin up.

"I don't mind. I'd clean you from head to toe if you needed it." He kissed Merlin on the lips as he finished and threw the flannel in the washing basket. Merlin gave a rather lecherous smile,

"I'll hold you to that." Arthur slid back on the bed and lay down beside Merlin. The brunette shifted over and rested his head on Arthur's chest, sighing contentedly. They both fell asleep once more holding each other.

-x-

Arthur woke again later to note the sun had indeed shifted but was still pale enough to be early morning. Merlin had turned on his side away from Arthur but still had his back to him but it allowed the young Pendragon to slip out of bed without disturbing him. He smiled fondly at his lover before slipping on some denim cut-offs, wedging his sunglasses on his head and heading downstairs to deal with their errant pet. He would leave Merlin to sleep longer; he was too adorable to wake. He left a gentle kiss on Merlin's shoulder.

"Rest well, sleeping beauty." He whispered before turning and leaving the room.

Opening the door to the kitchen, Arthur was nearly bowled over by an excited Draco as the dog rushed up to him, tail wagging furiously and 'singing' to him in greeting. It was the only word Arthur could use to explain the strange noise the golden lab made in greeting. The pitch depended on how excited he was to see them. It was high this morning meaning Arthur had truly been missed. Draco ran round in circles and against Arthur like a sugar-filled child.

"Alright, you mangy mutt. Calm down." When the dog didn't, Arthur, just managing to hold back the laugh gave a more firm command. "Sit!" The dog did but he could see that Draco desperately wanted to start all the fuss again. His butt was hardly on the ground and his tail was wagging furiously. Arthur shook his head and went over to the box of dog food and poured a portion out into the dog's bowl. Draco followed him excitedly and tried to bury his head in the food.

"Wait!" Draco paused, so close to his breakfast, he could see it, just a little more. He started drooling. "Wait." Arthur insisted and the dog looked up with soulful, pleading eyes. It was worse than Merlin. "Alright." There was almost a yip of happiness as Draco tucked in with gusto. Arthur shook his head. "No manners, honestly." He fussed the dog then walked over to the kettle to fill it up and set it to boiling. As he got to the fridge he saw the list of jobs his father wanted him to help with. Arthur knew he didn't really need to do it; they had staff to do that but Arthur felt he would help with something, especially with the wedding coming up. It would help him take his mind off it so he wouldn't panic about it. So it was helping with the gardening this morning. Great, that would mean he could be outside in the sun. He finished making a cup of coffee then opened the patio doors that led out into the vast gardens.

The first section of the garden was mostly grass with sections of flower beds to break it up, to the right there was a mini maze made with herbs and medicinal plants and on the left there was a rose garden. In the centre of the grass there was a Grecian style pagoda and it was there that he and Merlin would be making their vows. Beyond that there was a hedge that separated the formal grass section into an area filled with trees and a lake and vast lands beyond. It was beautiful and Arthur knew how lucky he was to have access to such grounds, especially when he had shown Merlin around the first time. Merlin had loved the rose garden, and for that Arthur was glad. Inside there was plaque dedicated to his mother. She had loved that garden and it was in her memory that the plaque had been laid there. Arthur had to admit that it had been his favourite section of the garden too, the blooms were beautiful and on the best summer days, like today, the scent of the flowers was glorious. Even now he could smell the delicate perfume wafting on the air.

Draco had finished his breakfast and was looking up at Arthur hopefully.

"Alright, go on." Arthur told him and Draco ran out of the door excitedly. Finishing his coffee, Arthur quickly followed, to clear up after Draco and to start on the flower beds that he was to weed.

-x-

Stirring slowly, Merlin eventually came to and realised he was alone. Feeling the bed next to him was cold, he knew Arthur had been gone for a long time. As much as he missed waking up next to his fiancé, he was grateful that Arthur had let him sleep in. He had obviously needed it (especially after Arthur's early morning wake-up call) and now felt fresh and awake. For a moment, he simply spread himself across the huge bed, staring at the ceiling with a goofy smile. It wasn't often he got to enjoy lying in this bed and when he did, he really made sure he took his time. The mattress was how he imagined it would be like to sleep on clouds and the sheets were the finest Egyptian cotton. Only the best for the Pendragons of course! How the hell had he managed to get into this position, engaged to one of the wealthiest heirs on the planet. Merlin didn't linger on the thought, it only led him to darker thoughts and it really wasn't the time to be thinking like that. On that note, he knew he had lain there for long enough. It was time to get up.

Pushing the sheets down, the slim man climbed out of bed and moved over to the window. He pulled the curtains fully apart to gaze at the wonderful view. Rolling British countryside greeted him in all its glory and for once it wasn't raining either. It felt like he should belong in an Austin novel although he was pretty sure the romantic writer would never have considered him in a leading role. However, he was pretty sure this was how Lizzie must have felt in seeing Mr Darcy's house for the first time in 'Pride and Prejudice'... and talking of Mr Darcy, where was his own prideful prat? Although the thought of Arthur being dressed up regency style did things to his body that probably should be ignored for the time being... he would come back to those later!

Finding a pair of shorts and a t-shirt he quickly got ready and headed downstairs in search of his wayward lover.

Finally finding the kitchen, the house was still a maze to him even though he had visited enough by now, he was disappointed to find Arthur wasn't there either, although there were at least signs that the blonde had at least been there. A coffee mug on the draining board, the patio doors wide open and a conspicuous lack of dog. Merlin stood at the doors and looked out. The sun was high now and he had to hold his hand over his eyes to see. He spotted Draco running around like a mad thing, chasing after goodness knew what, probably bugs or even nothing. He was pretty sure the golden lab was bonkers. He couldn't see his blonde lover however. Merlin knew he had to be around as Draco wouldn't be outside. He wandered towards the rose garden, wondering if Arthur had gone in there.

He followed the trailing path that led around the rose bushes and he looked at as many as he could, marvelling in their beauty and enjoying the delicious scent in the warmth. It didn't take him long to find the centre and he stood looking down at the pristine white marble that lay there. He gave a sad smile at the memorial plaque. This had been the final reason for their marrying here. It was their way of having Ygraine nearby. She wasn't buried there but Merlin was sure that if her spirit lingered in this world, this was the place she would be, wandering this beautiful garden and watching over the house and her family. Merlin wished he could have met her and wondered if she would have liked him. For a few moments, he simply stood looking down, before remembering that he was supposed to have been looking for Arthur. With a sad smile he turned away and began making his way back out of the garden. Before he stepped out completely he turned back and whispered,

"Goodbye Ygraine, until next time." He liked to think she would hear him. As he walked back across the lawn, he finally spotted Arthur in one of the flower beds, on hands and knees fighting with an uncooperative weed. Smirking, Merlin took in the sight of his sweaty and mud streaked lover. With an evil smirk an idea came into his head.

"Wake me up at five thirty will you. This is payback Pendragon." He wandered back to the house, leaving as quietly as he came, remembering seeing his weapon of choice propped up at the back door. Revenge is a dish best served cold, and in this case, icy cold.

-x-

Arthur continued to pull at the stubborn weed then started swearing at it. No wonder he had ended up with this job. He sat back on his feet, glaring down at the plant that seemed to stare right back at him. He rubbed his forehead, wiping away the film of sweat that had collected there. It was too warm to be doing this now really. He should look for a way to cool down, a nice long-

"Gah!" He yelled loudly, jumping straight to his feet as freezing cold water hit his back like a dagger. He took a moment to get his breath back before he turned around to try and find out what that had been when there was another burst that hit his chest, except this time the spray got him in the face. When he opened his eyes it was to find Merlin looking at him rather smugly with a rather large neon coloured water pistol... well, not exactly pistol per say, more like an assault rifle.

"What the hell is that, Merlin?" The brunette looked at his weapon as if it was his new best friend,

"Mum's been visiting and she must have brought Mordred with her. He must have left it."

"So why have you got it?"

"Revenge." He replied with a shrug. Arthur looked at him confused,

"For what?"

"Waking me up at half five this morning." Arthur put his hands on his hips,

"You enjoyed it."

"You still woke me up and now pay for your misdeeds." He fired at Arthur again, this time thoroughly soaking him. As soon as Merlin stopped he knew he was in trouble. He ran. "No, no, no." He yelled at Arthur as the blonde chased him. When Arthur suddenly disappeared, Merlin got worried. Where had he gone? He looked around the garden but there was no sign of him. He couldn't have just disappeared; he was there literally seconds ago. "Arthur?" He looked around again, "Arthur?" He lowered the gun, well that hadn't gone quite as expected. He lowered the water gun.

"Gotcha!" Was yelled behind him and Merlin was suddenly sprayed with cold water. He would never admit he screamed like a girl. Arthur bent himself double with laughter and Merlin glared at him as water dripped down his face, he noticed what Arthur was carrying.

"That's cheating you know." He pointed at the hosepipe.

"Nope, I just used what was to hand, I improvised. Don't like it, don't start it." He said it with a smug grin. Merlin attempted to wash it away by spraying Arthur in the face.

"It's cheating because a hosepipe never runs out. You're a cheating cheater who cheats."

"Am not!" Arthur yelled holding up the hosepipe and spraying Merlin. Merlin fought back the best he could as his water began to run out, stepping closer to the blonde so the spray would reach him but only got wetter in the process. A water gun has no chance against a hosepipe; it would be like bringing a sword to a gun fight. Pointless.

"Are too!" He yelled back, his mouth full of water.

"Am n-" Arthur was unable to finish his sentence as just at the moment the lawn sprinklers switched on and soaked any dry bits in seconds. "Well that ends that then." Arthur said in the middle of the spray. Merlin looked around him, surrounded by fine curtains of water.

"That really is unfair." Arthur simply stood watching him for a moment, Merlin looking completely lost when he surged forward, grabbing his partner in a heated kiss. He pulled his mouth away but continued gazing at Merlin.

"What was that for?" Merlin asked breathless.

"You look damn sexy, soaked through like that, everything clinging to you, I just couldn't resist." Merlin blinked away the water and brushed Arthur's hair back off of his face. He looked stunning as well, bare-chested clad in only tight denim hanging loosely on his hips and wet, like something out of a magazine his mum had once caught him reading.

"I would say we need to teach you some self discipline but I love it far too much." Arthur grinned and kissed him once more. The gleam in his eyes told Merlin that he was up to something. "Arthur, no, we can't, not here, not where someone will see."

"There's no one here Merlin, not till later, and I will see and I very much want to, every part of you." Merlin smiled at that, Arthur always knew what to say. He moved in for another kiss as the sprinklers continued to scatter them both with a fine spray.

Draco had found an intermittent sprinkler and was playing catch with the odd sprays. He wasn't going to notice what his masters were up to either.