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Merlin returned to his room, exhausted but before he could make it to his bed; something on the floor caught his eye so he knelt down to get a closer look.
Leather boots?
He frowned in confusion until he noticed another article of leather not far from where he was so he stretched his arm out and picked it up carefully before standing up.
Leather pants?
He examined it curiously along with the boots as he walked forward but stopped when he felt that he stepped on something, he looked down and found a leather corset and a grey jacket next to it.
Whose clothes are these on my floor?
As he looked around, he finally found something he actually recognised.
Layla's undergarments
He breathed a sigh of relief and picked up all of his wife's clothing and moved them to his dresser. He proceeded to carefully fold them, setting it aside before turning his attention to the bed where he finally saw her.
There, she lay in his bed with her her hair laid out over his head pillow like a halo and gosh she truly did look like an angel. The very sight of her sleeping so soundly made Merlin smile. He took off his boots and came into bed, moving his hands to bring his wife close to him; he gently kisses her forehead before slowly running his fingers down her long brown hair.
Beautiful
He holds her close as he kisses the top of her head and rests his head on the pillow as she slowly stirs. She nuzzles her face in his chest, purring almost as her hands gently press against the fabric of his shirt. Merlin watches, amused as she begins to wake up.
"M-merlin?"
Merlin chuckles at how adorable she is and leans in to kiss both her eyelids, "Good morning Sleeping Beauty"
"I told you...not to call me that…"Layla tells him, lazily pouting as she rubs her eyes sleepily, snuggling up to her husband.
Merlin leans in and brushes his nose against hers, "I'm sorry my sweet."
"Mmm you're forgiven." she murmurs before lifting her head to plant a soft kiss on his nose.
"You're nude...in my bed."
Layla smiles, opening her eyes more as she feels her husband's hands brushing at her bare skin as he moved to hold her closer to him.
"Not that I don't enjoy such a delightful surprise but may I ask why?"
"A woman can only wear leather and wait for so long my love."
The blue-eyed warlock frowns, "How long have you waited for me?"
"What time is it now?"
"Just after midnight."
Layla blinks her eyes gently after mentally calculating in her head, "Mmm then for about 6 hours?"
Merlin's own eyes widened in surprise, "You've been here for that long?"
"Mhm, it's alright. I managed to catch up on some sleep while I waited."
Finally, her eyes are opened fully and seeing the easy, calm look in her eyes made Merlin smile even more. He leans in to kiss her but Layla puts a finger to his lips, stopping him.
"There are some things I need to tell you."
Merlin had listened intently as his wife recounts to him what had happened in Essetir castle much to his displeasure; hearing of King Lot's gross behaviour but before she could even begin to tell him about Queen Greer and most importantly, the BloodStones, Merlin buried his face in her neck.
"I'm angry."
Layla blinks her eyes in surprise but before she could ask why her husband speaks again.
"I'm angry at Lot. How dare he touch what is mine…"
Layla shivers, hearing his tone and somehow she had completely forgotten everything she was supposed to tell him. She knew that tone. It was the kind he got in his voice when he hasn't seen her for so long or when she teased him far too much. Layla swears her brain turned into hot mush the moment her husband lifts his head to meet eyes with her.
Merlin Emrys has the most beautiful blue eyes the entire world and they can drown you into a deep abyss in his gaze if he lets you see the emotions he was feeling inside. Right now she could see and feel everything that she was starting to feel; a hunger and arousal she hasn't seen in him or felt in herself in a long time.
Good grief, the brunette was sure her body was burning up against his already but she had to stop him right? She was pregnant for crying out loud, could her body withstand desperate, needy, intense sex with her husband?
Hell yes it can, the brunette realises. She was still in her first trimester after all. Anything could go and she wasn't having any more morning sickness.
She could do this and gosh she wanted to. Hell, even her first trimester with Myrddin; she had ached for her husband badly and here she was again, pregnant and inflamed to feel him within her but there was a difference, he was in bed with her and he could give her what she wanted.
Merlin watches his wife curiously, her cheeks were flushed but he could see in those big, gorgeous grey eyes of hers that she wanted it just as much as him. He could feel it in himself a primal need to take her in his arms right now and bloody hell make her claw him with her nails. She hasn't done that in a while and damn, he loved it when she did that.
"You're mine, Layla Fairchild Emrys."
With eyes burning with desperation, and raw lust in his voice that had totally blown away Layla's entire restraint, Merlin presses his lips hard against his wife's and picks her thighs up with an unwavering strength that made her melt inside. The sheets move at that instant, revealing more of her smooth skin to him arousing him further as he wraps her legs around his waist before moving his tongue into her mouth, eliciting a loud moan from her and from himself a deep, relieved groan of satisfaction.
They kiss for a long while, her hands on his shoulders and his hands gripping her thighs and his tongue sucking on hers as they moved against each other. She eventually broke away first, moving her hands to her husband's face as her heart pounded hard in her chest. She had to tell him now before she lost all sense to speak coherently.
"I'm yours Merlin...only yours. I promise."
He says nothing at first instead, he immediately moves to kiss at her neck, "You better be because I'm very much in the mood to mark your entire skin with my touch and to do that, you're not sleeping a wink tonight."
She moans, his lips brushing teasingly at her her ear, "You're not going to let me be able to walk straight in the morning either.."
"Damn right." Merlin smirks as his hands moves to give her hips a gentle squeeze.
Without another word, he sits up and takes off his jacket and shirt, revealing his scarred and muscled chest before leaning down to take his wife and himself to bliss.
Next Morning
Layla sat up in Merlin's bed, smiling softly to herself as her right hand brushed against her stomach; she could feel them, her twins reaching out to her with their magic. It was warm and tingly and it made her wish she could kiss them and hold them in her arms right then and there. She could feel her twins eagerness to be with their parents and the love she could feel her children was born from. It felt so sweet and so beautiful that it made Layla wonder if she looked like she glowing right now. Maybe that's what it all was, a pregnant woman glows because she could feel the life of her child in her tummy and the love she had for her soon-to-be-born baby inside her.
Layla remembers then the joy she felt when Hunith confirmed her pregnancy and it made her giggle, the brunette had always wanted a big family as like Merlin, she was an only child with no real siblings and sometimes felt lonely watching siblings interact. She relished in the idea of being a mother to a large family, teaching them all she knew and spreading her love but she was shy to tell Merlin. It was queer but she was hesitant because she couldn't imagine what his reaction would be. Merlin could be so unpredictable nowadays especially since Morgana had returned; he can be sweet, carefree and humorous one moment but fierce, cautious and protective the next. Maybe...just maybe, if she appealed to his duty as a dragonlord that he needed to have more sons or as a warlock that the world needed more children of magic to inhabit the Earth...maybe she could have the family she wants.
Suddenly, she hears the sounds of the sheets rustling and turns to her husband laying on his back, next to her. He looked handsome as always and hearing him mumble her name dreamily, she leans over and carefully places a soft, affectionate kiss on his forehead, hoping she didn't wake him. She slides out of bed as quietly as she could and blushes realising, she really did feel sore all over. She ever so slowly makes her way to her husband's dresser and takes in her reflection in the mirror with warm cheeks.
Merlin, her sweet and ever so passionate husband he is, had practically littered her neck with dark lovebites making them stand out against her tanned skin. She didn't care that much about the rest of her body, well...maybe a little bit about her breasts since now she wouldn't be able to wear any cleavage-bearing tops for a while but despite that, her neck was a rather scandalous sight. She brushes her long fingers gently over the marks that her husband had given her, laying claim to her body as his that it actually made her smile fondly.
She loved Merlin, with all her heart. She had never felt more at home or more blessed with anyone other than Merlin. He may have his flaws but he was perfect to her and she loved him dearly. He was her everything and he could do whatever he wanted with her as long as he was happy.
She turns to sneak a look at her husband who seemed to be still sleeping and satisfied with what she saw; she unfolds her clothes from last night and begins to wear them, making sure she was as silent as possible. She didn't want to wake him up.
Meanwhile with Arthur
"That idiot Merlin, where is he?"
Gwen frowns, it was unlike her friend to sleep in till this late.
"Do you want me to go fetch him milord?" Annabeth asks politely after she had finished setting the table for the couple's breakfast.
Before Arthur could answer the maidservant, there was a loud knocking on the door.
"Enter"
Leon bows deeply before lifting his head revealing a very serious expression causing Gwen to frown.
"Leon, what is it? Arthur and I were just about to have breakfast."
"My apologies my queen but there is a representative from Essetir here to see the king."
Arthur frowned, setting down his spoon, "What does the representative want?"
"She claims it is of the utmost importance."
The rulers of Camelot sigh in unison before reluctantly standing up from their chairs.
Ten minutes later, the couple sat on their thrones wearing stern expressions but the moment the representative entered the room, Arthur's eyes widened the moment he recognised her to be Layla. He stared as she bowed respectfully to him and his wife.
How could he not recognise her?
That curvy figure, playful smirk and full, rosebud pink lips that would promise to drive any man to insanity and back with a single kiss if you ever had the pleasure of receiving were all traits that probably she could only ever possess.
"Who are you?" Gwen asks, not recognising her yet feeling a sense of familiarity about the mysterious woman.
"You thanked me for being there for your husband do you not remember?"
The queen frowns for a bit before finally realising who she was, "Myrddin's mother?"
Layla nods, smirking wider; oblivious to how hard Arthur was trying not to focus on how much the leather hugged the hooded woman's slender yet voluptuous figure.
Good grief, how can her husband allow her to walk around in clothing like that?
"My liege, I need to tell you something important that I had come upon while I was at Essetir castle which was in fact, brought to my attention by Queen Greer."
Gwen deadpanned but before she could question Layla to elaborate further, she continues to speak.
"It concerns someone that I think may be of interest to you, Morgana Pendragon."
Arthur's face turned solemn in an instant.
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