For Lunaris Dies.
Inspired by IMPRINTING by Lunaris Dies.

THE STORY IS NOT MINE!

this is a traslation of the Italian story "Imprinting" by Lunaris Dies


"If today I had not seen the chemistry between those two with my own eyes and someone had come to tell me that my nephew has a crush on an Alpha, I think I would have called this person a crazy crackpot and I would have recommended hospitalization. And instead, I think it's time that I go to the church to light a candle the size of a light pole!" Gaius exclaimed, still sat at the restaurant table, a half smile on his wrinkled face. Morgana and Gwaine had spent the last half hour informing the old man about what was going on between those two, complications including.

After Merlin had escaped from the restaurant with Arthur at his heels nearly an hour before, the old doctor had been staring at Morgana and Gwaine giving each other a high five and laughing, leaving him dumbfounded. For good grace, the two devious conspirators had decided to let him share in their plans, informing him of all that had happened in the past few weeks.

"Now, I understand why in the clinic, Merlin often had his head in the clouds ... which is unusual for him! My nephew has always been very precise and private. Probably, this is why he did not tell me anything... after what had happened to Will, I no longer hoped that he could have an interest in someone in that sense... let alone in an Alpha... I will do everything I can to assist you at best in this issue. I really wish that Merlin would not deny his nature anymore. He takes suppressors that hurt him and he has been already taking them for too many years. It is not healthy for an Omega to arrive at his age without Bond. In the long run, that stuff will devastate his liver… not to mention the laws about mandatory fecundation..."

Morgana sincerely smiled and in her mind, she was already elaborating small delicious tortures for his brother to be implemented with the help of the doctor, while near her, Gwaine was giving pats on Gaius' back.

"Welcome to our little War Council, uncle!" the flowing brown- haired man addressed him, visibly pleased.

It was the bell of the door of the restaurant to startle them. In fact, they were the only ones in the room at that time. They watched Arthur entering and unsteadily approaching their table. Tension shined through him, clearly by the clenched jaw, by his blue gaze wandering aimlessly, by his Adam's apple as he swallowed, by his hands stuck in his jacket and by his lips curled as if he was thinking about how to solve one of the greatest mysteries of the universe.

Eventually, his eyes fell on the six pairs of eyes planted on him, in reverent waiting.

"Merlin?" Morgana dared asking with a whisper.

"I... I accompanied him to the hospital..." Arthur said, looking at her in the eyes.

"Well... so what? What's wrong?" Gwaine asked, sensing that something must have happened, because he was not used to see Arthur so upset.

"Did you ask him on a date?" his sister asked anxious...

"No"

"Was he angry with you?!"

"No"

"Has he offended you?"

"No"

"Artie, what the hell happened then? Why are you so shattered?"

"I...He...He ki..."

"He ki?"

"Kissed me! He kissed me!" He spat out in one breath, embarrassed.

For a moment, the onlookers watched him with wide eyes, before shy smiles appeared on their lips.

"Ah..." Gwaine said pulling out of his pocket the cell phone that had vibrated for a moment. He looked absorbed at the screen "... It's Merlin! He sent me a message asking if tonight I can pick him up at the hospital at the end of his shift."

"Well, I could do it" The blond said, hopeful. Inside, he felt thrilled by the desire to see Merlin again as soon as possible.

"Bad idea, Arthur." the brown- haired man interjected, moving a rebellious lock of hair from his face. "Listen to me. I have known Merl for years. For him, things are not so simple and if you force him now that he has taken a first step out of his shell, you will risk losing him even before conquering him. Merlin seems harsh, but he is actually very fragile and inexperienced in heart issues. Probably, what he gave you was his first kiss. Moreover, he gave it to you, which has surely sparked an internal conflict in him. Especially, because of the fact that you should be what he hates the most in the world… in other words, an Alpha. I'll go to get him tonight and I will let him vent."

"As long as you keep me informed of what he tells you..." Arthur snorted annoyed.

"Arthur! Stop being a jealous Alpha." His sister scolded him immediately.

"But he is mine! He kissed..."

"Gwaine is right, boy. What is happening in my nephew's life is something extraordinary. I still find it hard to believe... if you care as it seems, try to be patient... slowly Gwaine and I'll give you a hand, as far as we can. Although, I have never liked to intrude too much in Merlin's life, I'll try to do everything I can. And now, excuse me but I have to get back to the clinic" the old doctor finished, while getting up and shaking hands with Morgana. "Gwaine, if there are any problems tonight, call me, ok? See you soon, guys..." Gaius concluded, taking his leave.

"I have to return to the faculty, Gana. Let's go or I'll be late for the tax law course..."

"Ok, let's go" the brunet said, standing up. "Turn on the car, while I pay the bill"

"Perfect, but hurry up!" her brother concluded, putting on the Ray-Ban sunglasses and exiting.

He did not see his sister smiling at Gwaine, giving him a high five and winking at him.

"So, Dear! Tonight, when you're done with Merlin, I want to know everything. You'll report to me and only to me, understand? I want to keep my brother on his toes! In addition, I need more information as possible to implement our strategy. Tell Percy to inform the Council of the progresses and everyone to be always ready. All clear?"

"Crystalline, my General!"

"Or glory or death!"

"Or glory or death!"

...O...

Arthur had come back at Pendragon Mansion that night, unable to stay at the campus, where he had to explain his behavior to too many people. He only wanted Merlin.

He closed his eyes, languidly lying on the mattress of the large double bed and clutching the red scarf of the other, sniffing the sweet and subtle scent. In his mind, he went over that moment of pure grace that had messed up his existence and had blocked all his efforts to follow the lessons of that afternoon.

Merlin's beautiful blue eyes, so liquid and deep in his; those sweet and full lips on his; his moist and warm tongue, that danced with Arthur's; his taste; his smell; his body; that delicious tremor that travelled along his limbs as he hugged him.

"...Probably, what he gave you was his first kiss..."

Jesus! Just thinking about it, sent blood to his brain, making every single minute without the brunet an unmatched agony.

When he opened his eyes, Morgana was beside him.

"I talked to Gwaine." She said satisfied, while his brother ran a hand through his blond hair, ruffling it and focusing on her. "Everything is fine. Do not worry, Arthur. Merlin is only slightly shaken. Even he does not understand what drove him to kiss you, but at least now, he is more 'in tune' with the idea of hanging out with you and accepting your attentions, even if you are an Alpha!"

"He...What did he tell you?"

"Gwaine took Merlin out to have a beer. He says to tell you that 'he ate'; although, I do not know exactly what he means. He also says that it is better to go easy because in fact, for the first time, his friend admitted that he does not mind the idea of hanging out with you that much, which is already a lot, seeing the previous attitude of complete closure that Merlin had against anyone of our Seed... He says that now it's up to you to show him that you're different from how he sees Alphas! But he also says to do not jump on him like a lion on a gazelle, because Merlin's legs still work very well!" she finished with a heartening smile.

Arthur let out a sigh of relief. Now, it was really up to him to make Merlin understand that he could choose Arthur as a mate; that he could love him without fear, because Arthur would never hurt him.

"Ah by the way, Arthur" his sister added with a sly smile. "This might be useful to you... take it as a little incentive in your way to the success..." she said mischievous, waving a note between the thumb and the forefinger.

Arthur clumped his lips, trying to get the note, while his sister pretended not to want to give it to him ... when, after a death threat, he was finally able to snatch the note from the witch's hands, who laughed amused; he read a cell phone number. He widened his eyes and looked hopeful.

"Is it his...his number?"

"Yes! Gwaine send it, but he recommended not calling Merlin... begin with texts. According to him, Merlin will be less embarrassed... and I agree! Besides, remember that in love win those fleeing, so I recommend letting him have his space and not always keeping him on the leash."

"God, Gana, I'm not a five years ago child that still wets his pants!"

"No, in fact, you're just a possessive and impetuous Alpha in love, who has lost his mind just because his not-yet-mate gave him a kiss... having said this, I'll leave you to it, dear! By the way, next Sunday I have organized a nice trip to the lake with the boys; there will be also an adjoining barbecue, so do not make commitments. "

"Perfect, Gana. Perfect..."

"Have you already had dinner?"

"Yes, don't worry and...Thanks. Thank you so much for everything!"

She replied with a wink and left the room and her brother alone with his thoughts. Arthur jumped up and memorized Merlin's number on his phone. He handed the phone in his hands a thousand times, thinking about what would be best to do or to say or…

He closed his eyes, running a hand under his shirt, gently stroking the chest and the muscles abdominal...

Arthur… Arthur...

The blond opened his eyes abruptly. He was sure he had heard Merlin's voice calling him in his head. He took a deep breath and focused again; lowering his eyelids... and he saw him there. In front of him. Arthur recognized the room as the one of the dream of a few days before. The white wooden furniture, the large window on the courtyard, the lighted candle on the cabinet next to the bed. He, Merlin, sitting on the mattress, knees to his chest, encircled by his thin arms, sunk in the red sweatshirt, too big for him, his raven hair ruffled on the forehead, his bright eyes staring at the ceiling and his lips parted in a sigh. Near the pillow, Arthur recognized his captain's t-shirt... he had kept it close then! It was the most beautiful, sweet and fragile thing he had ever seen and his heart skipped a beat.

"Merlin" he whispered in the shadows.

The brunet tilted his head toward him with wide eyes.

"Arthur…" he said, shocked...

The blond opened his sky blue eyes to find himself in his room; the phone in his right hand and Merlin's red scarf in the left. He had seen him, but it was again an illusion.

Yet, it was so…true, real...

Is it a dream? Was it really a dream?

Looking at his phone, he began to type a message...

A: I heard you in my mind. You were calling me. Sorry, I probably sound stupid but I just wanted to know if you were all right. Good night. Arthur.

As he pressed send, he distinctly felt his heart in his chest stopping. He did it. He had sent a message to Merlin and now, he looked at the screen, impatient for an answer that he hoped could arrive soon. As a five years old child…Oh Jesus! Damned Witch!

He looked at the screen repeatedly… Nothing.

But what the hell was I thinking? I'm an idiot... maybe he is already sleeping.

Then, a sudden vibration rekindled his hopes.

M: I'm fine. Thanks. Sorry about today. I do not think you're stupid. Do not worry. Good night.

A: Do not apologize. It has been very nice and intense, at least for me. Good night.

M: Not only for you. Good night.

A: Have you eaten? Are you really okay? Sorry again if I'm annoying you. Good night.

M: Yes. Rest reassured. I have eaten something with Gwaine at the pub. Good night.

A: Ah, ok. Then, Good night.

.

M: And anyway, all day long today, I have had a stomachache, because of your sandwich. You will not convince me to eat something like that ever again!

A: Because you're not used to eat meat. But it's good for you. You have to put on more weight, Merlin. Good night.

.

M: Arthur... can I ask you a question?

A: At your disposal.

M: Why do you worry so much that I eat? I like being skinny and I do not intend to fatten up, much less to please an Alpha who believes he has rights over me that he has not.

A: well, that I have not yet. However, give me time... I'm sorry, my dear Merlin, but you just have to put on more weight.

M: Ah yes? And who will oblige me?

A: I will not oblige you, Merlin. As you rightly have said before, I have not any right to impose myself on you, so... I hope you'll do it on your own free will...

M: And why would I want to gain weight?

A: Don't you realize it on your own? Yet, they tell me that you're a genius...

M: No, Arthur, I don't realize it... do you want to enlighten me?

A: Maybe it's better not. Good night, Merlin.

M: What are you doing? You throw the stone and then hide the hand?

A: Think about it. Good night, Merlin.

M: Tell me, Arthur.

A: Merlin... forget it! Good night.

M: Do not Goodnight me...! Now, explain it to me!

A: Are you sure, you want to know?

M: I would not ask…

A: And what do I gain from it?

M: Devious blackmailer! What do you want?

A: Another kiss...

M: And if I was not going to kiss you again?

A: well, in that case, trust me… it would be pointless for you to know. Good night, Merlin.

...O...

That week passed too quickly. Every day something happened.

Every morning, a package of Cristie's magically appeared before the front door of the apartment in Ramsey Rd; inside there was Merlin's favorite oil bun. At first, Merlin felt amazed and surprised, but then, he started, as a good Omega, to feel pleased by the kindness that the Alpha dedicated him.

Every morning, Arthur sent him a message wishing him a good day, asking him if he had breakfast with his gift and if he could have a kiss as a thank you. And every morning, Merlin thanked him, informing him that he had appreciated the gift and that he had eaten, and then, in turn, he wished him a good day and replied that he could forget about the kiss.

Obviously, Gwaine helped too by idolizing Arthur and his behavior constantly.

"See, Merl? It's not so terrible to be with an Alpha..."

"I'm not with an Alpha, Gwaine..."

"Are you sure, eh? But you like him! Come on… Artie is damn hot..."

"Yes, Gwaine, I like him, but we're not together..."

"Not yet..."

"Oh God ... it is impossible to talk to you!"

"But he brings you food; he cares for you... Come on Merl, how much will it take for you to give in?"

"GWAINE! "

"Ok ok, I'll stop"

During the day, Arthur sent him sporadic messages like "I hate criminal law. It would be better with a kiss!"; "I'm drinking a beer with Percy and Leon. What do you think of coming to the campus and to put your lips on mine?"; "What did you have for lunch today? By the way, have you thought about when you'll kiss me again?"; "I hear you in my mind ... I know that you are dying to kiss me..."; "All I do is thinking about your mouth. I want to kiss you again..."; "I want my goodnight kiss..."

Obviously, Merlin became of all the colors of the rainbow when the phone vibrated. He could not deny that every single time he read one of the blond's texts, his heart beat with joy, despite his mind, too rational about it, reproached by reminding him that Arthur was an Alpha... Yet, his inner voice, shouting reasoning, began slowly to become more unstable. It was undeniable that after the fateful kiss, his Omega nature was becoming stronger and more and more arrogant and animalistic, finally free after too many years of repression.

He often thought about him, accepting his desire for the Alpha, although he was still deeply ashamed by it. Coming to terms with himself and with his convictions was not easy, but more Arthur approached him and filled him with attention and care, more Merlin was aware of wanting the attention.

Of wanting him.

He wanted to kiss him again... no, better… he wanted Arthur to kiss him, to take him, to claim him, to protect him.

Increasingly, he often remembered that dream ... in which he had touched him, in which they had touched each other ... his lower back caught fire immediately, and he could no longer control himself.

He was ashamed, because he locked himself in the bathroom, in his room, or wherever solitude was ensured and closed his eyes, as not to see his hand slipping in his boxer shorts urgently to find his penis, discovering it already hard and trembling, in need of attention. Blushing, he closed his hand at the basis of the pole, starting to move towards the big dewy, swollen and tense under the foreskin. Then, it fell back down, slowly and then up, tightening the taut skin and testing the hardness of his own member. Then, again down toward hell, and again, again, again, with increasingly determined, hard, intense movements, that plucked delicious moans, while he bit his lower lip, panting. Then there he was, Arthur, his impudent expression, his broad shoulders, his majestic Adam's apple towering in the neck, and those stormy eyes, his red and swollen lips, the Alpha chiseled physique, hot, strong, demanding in contact with his, his mouth, his tongue, his taste, his smell...

"You are mine, Merlin... You are MINE!" his liquid lava, baritone, deep voice said.

And this thought was enough to get him on the brink, making him come with violence. His pleasure exploded on the belly, while his legs gave away with a crash and his breath choked in his throat, moaning desperately, the name of the blond tattooed on his lips, imprinted in his soul.

Oh God, Arthur...what are you doing to me? ...

That Friday evening, Merlin was returning home a little bit earlier than usual. He was using his bike, considering that for the past week, temperatures had begun to be much milder. The air smelled of spring and Gwaine had told him that Morgana and the others were going to a trip to the lake that Sunday. They had invited Merlin too.

Obviously, a part of him could not wait, because he knew that he would see Arthur again, and that thought filled his heart of a mixture of excitement and fear, but it also drew a lovely smile on his lips.

He dismounted from the bike near the apartment he shared with Gwaine. He entered the small courtyard and placed the bike in the small rack by the window, when he felt the phone vibrating.

It was him.

Merlin took a moment to read the text before entering the house, where the light was turned on in the floor above, signing that his roommate was already back.

A: Hi, Merlin. Where are you? Did you finish work?

M: Yes... I have just arrived at home.

A: Today, I thought about you a lot. Sometimes, I think I can hear you in my head. Have you thought about me?

The brunet blushed heavily, placing a hand on his lips and smiling like a child, while he retraced in his mind the 'episode' in the bathroom of the clinic, while his uncle was calling him and asking him if he was okay since he had been locked inside of it for ten minutes...

M: I'm sorry, Arthur. But I had a lot to do today, and you're not the first of my thoughts...

A: Ah, I'm not? Have you not thought about me?

M: Oh, of course. I thought about you every time I apologized to a patient, because I had to read the messages that you sent me...

A: I feel flattered if you interrupt the examinations to read my texts...

SCREWED AGAIN... but was it possible that Merlin could never get the best of him? Damned Alpha... he shook his head, smiling.

M: Actually, I am surprised that you're still alive after the curses I sent you...

A: you know, you're beautiful when you laugh...

Merlin looked up from the screen of the mobile phone, looking around with the heart in his throat, breathing hard and blushing.

How can he know...

M: Arthur, where are you exactly?

A: If I tell you, will you kiss me?

M: Jesus, Arthur, no one ever told you that you're insistent?

A: When I want something, I can be quite determined.

M: I would say quite a pain in the ass... Tell me where you are!

A: We have a deal?

M: Maybe... but if you do not tell me now, you will not get anything!

"Then, I'd better let you see me now..." said a voice behind the brunet.

A warm, mellow, deep and unmistakable voice that crept straight under his skin and in his heart, ripping out a beat and sending it straight into his stomach.

His voice.

God, how much he had missed it...having him near; perceiving his smell and his presence was so different from hearing him only via SMS...

The brunet turned, catching the blue eyes of a smiling Arthur. Those full and delicious lips, curled right where two dimples peeking on his cheek; his wheat hair that fell limply on the forehead; the tense jaw; the tense neck; the broad and strong chest, displayed behind the V-neck of the gray light shirt. His musky smell, typical of his Seed, that drenched him, while the blond approached him with a white bag in his right hand and the other hand in his jeans pocket, perfectly bandaging his muscular legs.

He was a vision. His vision.

Merlin hurt himself to regain control of the neurons of his brain that had decided to disappear, compromising his intellectual faculties as his body lit with desire, tensing as too often happened in those days...

"I brought you something for dinner ... Do you like chicken?"

"I...yes, I like it!"

"Perfect ... I have bought you various things... I didn't know what you like" the blond said, obviously happy to see Merlin. He drew a paper cornet from the small white bag, inside of it there were croquettes. Taking one with his fingers, he handed it to Merlin, smiling slyly.

"Open your mouth, Merlin..." the Alpha whispered, making him feel goose bumps.

Before Merlin could understand what was happening, he had already hatched instinctively his lips and bite a mouthful from an amused Arthur's fingers.

Oh God! What the hell are you doing Merlin?

After feeding him, the blond took his own fingers to his lips, sucking the residues crispy breadcrumbs and oil, sticking out his tongue and licking them softly...

But it's not fair! The bastard is doing it on purpose...

"Do you want more, Merlin?" Arthur asked him, interested in that delicious blush that was invading the cheeks of his prey.

No! In fact, it is something else that I want in my mouth right now, not the fucking chicken! Oh come on Merlin, get a hold of yourself, shit!

Arthur smiled in amusement at seeing the confused expression of the brunet, putting a big and hot hand on Merlin's white cheek, stroking his lips with his thumb, as if to wipe them...

Merlin froze, his body tense in the desire of the Alpha, whose pheromones floated all around him for some minutes ... they wanted and sought each other… it was useless to deny that they belonged together.

"And now I want my reward if you do not mind..." the blond said caressing, while his face approached Merlin's, whose eyes were unable to break away from the lips of the other.

The next moment, their breaths were merged into one, their eyes closed, their lips melted together gently.

Arthur flinched a moment, watching Merlin with determination and in a moment, he wrapped Merlin's face in his hands. He opened his deep and wonderful sea eyes, trying to catch his breath. The blond was going to give him a light kiss, to test the reaction of the brunet, hoping he did not slap him. However, when he saw Merlin's chin lifting up toward Arthur, looking for him, and his eyelids drooping again, trembling, Arthur found himself opening his mouth and biting Merlin's lower lip, sucking it with kindness and desire.

Jesus, it was so damn soft...

He moved his fingers on the nape, immersing them in his inked hair and cocked his head to the side, deepening the kiss. Merlin let out a soft moan and Arthur felt him sinking his fingertips in his massive forearms. The Alpha thought that Merlin wanted to push him away and for a moment he was seized by panic, but when he tried to withdraw, Merlin leaned more toward Arthur, wrapping his arms around his neck, not willing to let him go.

Before he could understand what was happening, Arthur found himself encircling the slender body of the brunet and pressing himself with force against him, sinking his tongue into his mouth with delight. Merlin tasted so good and he was so hot and delicious, while welcoming Arthur between his lips. For a moment, he did not react, stiffening against him, and then, he felt him melting in his arms.

It was the end.

..

Merlin clung firmly to Arthur's body and returned the kiss, moving his head in rhythm with his thrusts. He let out small-uncontrolled moans, moving away just to rub sensually against his lips and then, returning to bite and to suck the tongue even more passionately. They were both stunned, completely lost in each other, in a sweet and completely intentional and conscious gesture.

There was nothing around them, nothing made sense anymore if not the heat of their bodies, the groans in their mouths, the fingers creeping everywhere, feeling hungry, in need to touch more skin, to explore new and attractive boundaries...

There was only Merlin and his sweet and fresh smell that filled Arthur's nostrils, his raven hair smelled of lavender between Arthur's fingers, the soft and velvety texture of his lips against Arthur's own.

There was only Arthur and his overpowering smell of male Alpha, his rippling muscles and his hot body that enveloped Merlin, promising love and protection. His every move was shouting desire, possession and unconditional love.

When their lips parted, clamoring air, Merlin pulled back by planting his intense, brilliant and slightly shiny blue eyes in those of Arthur, stepping back and looking at him as if he were struggling to process what had just happened. He was wonderful with that ruffled hair, his white and delightfully flushed cheeks and rosy swollen lips.

Their bodies were united in a hug, while Arthur's hands descended dangerously towards Merlin's bum, squeezing it with both hands and pushing him against himself, to make him feel how much Arthur wanted him, what the brunet could do to him, making him feel his erection, trapped in his jeans. Arthur smiled with delight when he felt that even the brunet was in his same conditions.

"Jesus, What you do to me, Merlin..." the blond whispered in his ear. His voice dripped with pure desire, hurting himself to let go and to put distance between him and his prey. He was fully aware that if he held Merlin in his arms a minute longer, Beta or not Beta, he would have ripped his clothes and fucked him in the courtyard of his house; in such a violent way, that he would turn into exactly what Merlin feared the most. Into the beast, Arthur also feared to become...

No one had ever had that effect on him.

No one had ever been able to attract him and turn him on in this way.

He had to wait for Merlin to want him too, to want him physically as Arthur did...

Retracting, Merlin looked at him questioning, not understanding his intentions.

"I have to go now. Eat, please. The roast potatoes are delicious. Later, send me a message, so you can tell me how they were..." Arthur said looking down like a child caught with his hands in the cookie jar. He turned around to leave.

"Arthur, wait..." Merlin said, holding him by the shirt and forcing him to turn around. He did not want him to leave so soon. In truth, he did not want him to go at all, but he understood what the Alpha was doing and he was grateful, because he needed a little more time to come to terms with all this... "You did not tell me why you care so much that I eat... You told me you would have told me if I kissed you, so now you've to keep your word!"

Arthur smiled in amusement as he watched Merlin fondly, stroking his cheek gently.

"But what you gave me just now was the reward for visiting you... if you want to know the answer to your question you have to give me another one..."

Merlin did not bat an eyelash.

"Tell me and I'll give you another kiss!"

"You are starting to like it."

"You wish!"

The blond smiled. He got close to Merlin again, who held his breath, drinking the warmth of his body, so close again, while the other whispered in his ear...

"...Ok. I want you to put on weight because when I will make you mine, I don't want to worry about me hurting you. When I will take you, being it on a bed, on the floor, on a wall or here in the yard, I do not want to worry about me not being able to tighten you too much because I might cause you pain. And notice that I did not say "if" I take you, but "when"! I want you to be prepared to receive me, Merlin. Remember, I am an Alpha. And I want you. Remember this too!"

That said… Arthur stepped back to enjoy the liquid eyes full of desire of the brunet. He had brought a hand to his mouth and tried to breathe properly again, because those words, he knew, had snatched the breath from his lungs...

Arthur removed Merlin's hand from his lips and deposited a light and sweet kiss there, slightly sucking his bottom lip. He smiled openly as he said goodbye with a wave of his hand, heading back with his perfect and tight arse in those fucking pants.

"Good night, Merlin. Text me later... and eat, please!"

..

Merlin stood there, looking at the object of his wildest dreams going away. For the record, he was not sure to be still in the world... it took him three minutes to recover from the shock and to go back in the house. It took him other two to extract the food from the bag that his Alpha brought him and to start eating with gusto, as he heard the heartening sound of Gwaine singing in the shower...

He was at home...