ship: merlin*arthur

There on the floor, tied back to back and looking mad as two cats in a bath, were none other than Knight Errant and The Warlock, aka Arthur Pendragon and Merlin Emrys, aka Stick Up His Arse and The Incredible Klutz. Otherwise known as Camelot’s sworn defenders and the bane of Sophia’s entire existence.
Right, then,” said Arthur, and went back to kissing Merlin. “I did have a plan, you realise, which you’ve gone and ruined,” he added a little later. “I had champagne, and you were supposed to be waiting at the top of the tower, and it was going to be very romantic, and we were going to watch the fireworks. But of course that was supposing that you could follow orders, which was obviously a bit over optimistic of me.