Arthur/Gwen want some alone time except Merlin makes it difficult (rubberglue)
Moments Stolen - Arthur/Gwen, Merlin - PG
"Mmm," Guinevere moans softly as she feels Arthur's lips on her neck. "I'm almost done with this, and then we have the evening to ourselves."
"Finally," Arthur answers, trailing kisses on her skin.
"Arthur, Sir Leon needs— oh. Sorry." Merlin comes bursting in.
"Still haven't learned to knock, Merlin?" Arthur growls.
"Sorry. Sir Leon sent me up. You're needed in the council chambers."
"Now?"
"Yes." He gives Gwen an apologetic smile.
"Go. Come back as soon as you can," she says.
xXx
"Ugh, I know we've been after those bandits for a month, but I don't see why I had to deal with it immediately," Arthur groans, collapsing on the bed. "We could have put them in the cells and dealt with it in the morning."
"It's all right, Arthur. It was just an hour," Guinevere says, sitting on the bed beside him. He pulls her down and over him, kissing her.
Loud knocking interrupts them.
"Go away!" Arthur yells.
"My lady, the cook is asking questions I cannot answer," Merlin's voice sounds from the other side of the doors.
Gwen sighs and stands.
"Guinevere…"
"Won't be a moment." She goes to the door. "Yes?" she opens the door but does not let Merlin in.
"Cook wants approval on the menus for the week."
"So approve them," she says. "I trust you."
He stares.
"Merlin. Go. And if you knock on these doors before morning, I will tell Arthur about that little incident with the chickens and the growth spell."