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Prince Merlin of Essetir is just strolling around town and talking to his knight Sir Gwaine when suddenly someone shouts: "Look out!"
So he turns around to see and finds everybody looking up. Confused, he also looks up but had to shield his eyes from the sun.
At first, he sees nothing. And then slowly, as he squints, a shadow forms and grows on his face. It was too late before he realised that it was coming his way. And then bam, it hits him in the chest.
It was small but he was startled and falls down. Gwaine, like a real friend, just stood and stared down at him looking very amused.
Lying on the ground and with his eyes closed from the fall, Merlin felt a bit of weight on his chest. Sensing that there's no danger as Gwaine didn't move, he tried to sit up, balancing on his elbow first. He opens his eyes as he rubs the back of his head with his other hand – and froze at the sight.
In front of him, a rather slimy looking frog stared down at him. It was also quite fat, and it was sitting on his chest. Now, Merlin doesn't hate frogs or finds them disgusting– but this particular one makes him want to bonk it on the head with the way it stares at him. It seems weird, but when you live with dragons, it's not far-fetched to say that it was studying him.
Suddenly, it's eyes flicked to the silver band on Merlin's forehead that caught the sun's rays. The frog started and kept flicking it's eyes from the band and Merlin's face. Merlin simply furrowed his brows at it and couldn't help pulling down the corners of his lips; it wasn't the most beautiful frog, you see.
His elbows aching, Merlin decided enough is enough and he needs to get up. But just when he tried to move, the frog also did. Except it didn't jump off him, instead it jumped on his face. And before his brain could process that the frog's slimy lips were on his, there was a loud 'pop' that made him close his eyes and then more weight was put on Merlin's person.
The slimy feeling disappeared and was replaced by something soft and warm. And then slowly, it moved away from him. Merlin risked opening his eyes, and was greeted by the most beautiful man. All golden hair, slightly tanned skin and baby blue eyes.
The sight caught Merlin's breath away.
At least until the man's eyes flicked to the side of Merlin's head. And then he raised his large, calloused and very human hands in front of his face and flexed them a bit. Seemingly satisfied, his face morphed into one of pure joy, his mouth forming a wide grin and eyes crinkling at the corners.
And then the beautiful man stood suddenly, not looking at Merlin anymore. His chest puffed up, hands on his hips and legs apart. Merlin, however, could not stop looking. His eyes bulged and he felt his face heat as he realized that the man was fucking naked.
He didn't realise the man was talking, well more like yelling and celebrating, not caring that he's nude: "Aha! I'm human again! I knew it would work! Just wait 'til Morgana— *BONK*"
He sways and falls on top of Merlin again, who's finally taken his eyes off the man. He looks up at Gwaine who's still holding the large piece of firewood that he used to knock the man out.
Merlin raised his brow in question at his knight.
"He was a pervert, my lord," Gwaine supplied. And then they both looked down at the unconscious and very naked man at Merlin's chest.