Merlin/Bruise balm

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Elyan leans against a tree and takes in the battlefield.

The sun is setting over the fallen soldiers but all Elyan can think is: thank the stars that I'm alive.

He can see his fellow knights gathered by the tents and he limps over to them, tired and aching but thrumming with the adrenaline rush of a fight well-fought.

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Elyan pulls off the last of Gwaine's armour. "Don't make me sleep with Leon. He snores."

He steps closer to Gwaine and inspects him for bruises and wounds, making sure the knight is in a fit state to be loved.

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"Not a mark on me," Gwaine promises, reaching for Elyan's shirt to tug it off over his head.

"I'm rather good, remember?"

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"You are," Elyan agrees and allows Gwaine to strip him.

He's glad that Gwaine's in one piece - he couldn't bear to lose another of their number and, if he's honest with himself, especially not Gwaine.

"Anything else you're good at?"

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"I can be naked in the blink of an eye," he brags, loosening the laces of Elyan's britches and leaving his friend to push them away.

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Elyan raises an eyebrow. "You'd better show me this trick then."

Pointedly ignoring his own state of undress, he starts work on Gwaine's clothing, working off his tunic and kissing the skin revealed.

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Tugging at the laces of his own britches, Gwaine shoves them away in one quick movement, stepping out of them before Elyan's got his tunic off over his head.

"Are you impressed, Sir Elyan?"

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Erik looks him over, always impressed by the toned physique and natural confidence that Gwaine exudes.

"You'll do," he says with a grin.

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"I'll do?" Gwaine looks shocked, even goes so far as to move towards the flap of the tent.

"There's still time for me to find Percival for the night."

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A few months ago, Elyan would've started after him, anxious eyes and eager hands.

Now, he stretches lazily and settles on the oversized bedroll laid in the centre of their tent, watching Gwaine with a steady gaze.

"Send him my best."

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"You'd rather have Leon snoring in your ear?" Gwaine hovers, looking down at Elyan and drinking in his naked form without shame.

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Elyan smirks. "Who says he'll be snoring?"

He also allows his eyes to wander, feeling himself getting hard at the thought of taking the other man to his bed.

"And who says you really want to leave?"

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Gwaine is sure Leon would be immune to Elyan's charms, considering the knight is immune to his own, but he doesn't mention that. He doesn't want to offend the man and lose his partner for the evening.

"It's cold outside with no clothes on," he decides, using that as an excuse to crawl onto Elyan's bedroll.

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Elyan flashes him a self-satisfied grin and wastes no more time with games. He draws Gwaine into his arms immediately and kisses him, pressing their bodies together against the chill.

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Pressing his weight down on Elyan - far more satisfying a move than with Percival - Gwaine kisses back with all his passion, using his legs to separate ELyan's own.

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Pinned beneath the solid weight of Gwaine, Elyan opens his legs easily. Now that he's kissing him, touching him, all thoughts of teasing are gone.

He wants to be taken hard tonight and he knows Gwaine will oblige.

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"What do you want?" Gwaine asks between hot kisses, pressing their bodies tight together and rocking his hips teasingly.

"Tell me, Elyan."

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Elyan grinds up against Gwaine, the battle roar fading in the circle of his friend's arms.

"Take me," he pants, breathless from their kisses and the anticipation of more to come. "I want to feel alive."

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Gwaine never needs telling twice, when the instructions are of that nature, kisses hot and sloppy against Elyan's throat even as he's using his knees to spread the other man's legs below him.

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Elyan lets Gwaine move him, yielding to the attack on his throat. He claws at Gwaine's back, slick with sweat and dirt, filthy in every way.

"Gods...Gwaine..."

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Sensing that Elyan's not interested in anything drawn out, tonight, Gwaine doesn't wait long before pressing his fingers to the other man's mouth. He knows that Elyan knows what to do.

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Elyan sucks Gwaine's fingers into his mouth, lapping at the pads with his tongue.

He wants Gwaine inside him before the last of his energy deserts him, wants to be driven to oblivion.

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Ridiculously turned on by the way Elyan's sucking at his fingers, it's with a great force of willpower that Gwaine pulls his hand away from the other man's talented mouth.

Sliding down the body beneath his, he presses his first finger forward, rough and without warning.

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Elyan hisses, but his adrenaline's still flowing freely and it's not quite pain.

He buries his face into Gwaine's neck, sucking up a mark to stifle the sound and gripping Gwaine's arms hard enough to bruise.

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Gwaine knows that there will be visible marks on his arms and throat, come morning, but he doesn't care. He wears all of his love bites and bruises with pride.

His preparation of the other man is as fast as it possibly can be, doubling up his fingers as soon as he thinks Elyan relaxed enough to take them. The knight asked to be taken, and that's what he'll do.

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It hurts, Gwaine's rough touch opening him up quickly, but Elyan welcomes the pain. He bites Gwaine's neck, breaking the skin and tasting blood and salt.