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[Fanfiction update][Land of Pages] When the cold of winter comes (Arthur/Merlin, English fic, Nc-17)

I am proud to announce the publication of my first Land of Pages fanfiction completely in English. E 'and I have been a lavorone molto alle amiche che mi hanno aiutato con le correzioni e alla beta che ho fortunosamente trovato. Se siete interessati a leggerla seguite il link sotto al banner. Grazie

Mel Kaine



I'm proud to announce the publication of my very first English fanfiction. It was really hard to write and mark it, but I had the help of my friend and a wonderful English beta. You can find tha story at my personal community, Land of Pages. If you're interested please follow tha fake cut under the banner. Thank you.

Mel Kaine



Fandom: Merlin
Genre: Slash, Porn, Hurt/Comfort
Language: English
Rating: Nc-17
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Warnings: Just... well... porn XD
Complete: Yes
Disclaimers: These characters don't belong to me. Eventual issuing gets me no profits. All rights reserved to the legitimate owner of the copyright
Chapter: Oneshot
Words: 6.438
Challenge: Kink me, Merlin!#5 @ kinkme_merlin
Prompt: / Arthur/Merlin, stocks!hypothermia. Arthur puts Merlin in the stocks, but whoever is responsible for releasing him at the end of the day either forgets, chooses not to, etc and Merlin is stuck in the stocks past dark in the cold/rain/etc. Arthur realizes that Merlin is missing and tracks him down, then warms him up in the royal bed (cuddling, then sex!) / @Here
Thanks & Credits: The Lord of the Rings OST for the title. bombottosa , iceriel and krishnasisson for the grammar help, the encouragement and for being my friends in spite of... well... me. An enormous, gigantic, thank you to kathkin for being my beta and not becoming a victim of my appalling English. Any remaining mistake is mine.

Summary: He had caressed his manservant for the last quarter of an hour, sure to lure him into a peaceful sleep but Merlin was still completely awake, his bright eyes reflecting the pale moon light.
“Tell me all of this, at least, will prevent you from being a prat on every other cold day, please...”

Merlin stopped moving his feet at the beginning of the third extra hour. He was feeling so incredibly tired. By now he wasn’t even cold anymore, he was just numb and paralysed and sleepy. He thought about Arthur. He didn’t want to leave him alone, he didn’t.