Fractures in the Flesh
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Merlin refuses to allow a bad relationship to control him. Having recently moved to town, he works up the courage to attend Camelot, a BDSM club with a good reputation in the scene. He's done his research and knows what BDSM is supposed to be, but experiencing it is a different thing.
Before opening the door to the club itself, Arthur hesitated and looked at Merlin. “Morgana is a wonderful, creative, sadistic domme,” he warned, “but she’s like a strong single malt: if you’ve never had alcohol before, you might want to try something a little less … potent … first.”
“What about you?” Merlin blurted out, and then wished the floor would swallow him whole.
Arthur smiled slowly. His gaze moved slowly, speculatively, from the top of Merlin’s head down to his feet and back up again. “If Morgana is single malt,” Arthur murmured, taking a step forward so that his lips were close to Merlin’s ear, his voice deep and seductive, “then I’m Spirytus Stauski.”
Merlin shivered. He had no idea what that was, but he was good at inferring from context, he thought wildly.
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- Part 1 of Fractures in the Flesh