|snakeling (snakeling) wrote in snakelingsrecs,|
@ 2009-03-10 01:05:00
|Entry tags:||fandom:merlin, pairing:merlin:merlin/arthur, rating:nc-17|
Drastically Redefining Protocol, by Rageprufrock
So everyone and their dog has recced this fic, by now, and there's a reason for that: it's absolutely wonderful. Funny, and sexy, and as near to perfection as can be. The dynamics between Arthur and Merlin in particular are pretty faithful to the show, for all that it's a modern AR. A must-read, even if you haven't seen the show.
He’d barely managed to drag the door shut when somebody behind him shouted, “Don’t! It—oh fuck. It locks from the outside, you sodding idiot!”
Arthur turned around toward where the voice had emerged, heart wild in his chest, lightheaded in surprise, and groped about for a light switch. “Excuse me?” he demanded.
“It doesn’t matter anyway,” the voice sulked, and suddenly there was the flicker of a lighter and the glowing orange coal-tip of a cigarette, suspended in the blackness of the tiny room. “We’re just going to have to wait until his royal highness is done molesting the patients and hies himself away before we start shouting for a nurse to let us out.”
Extremely put out, Arthur growled, “The Prince of Wales does not molest children.”
“Right, like his visit to the hospital isn’t the most astonishing exercise in royal onanism,” the voice snorted, and the orange went obscured by a heavy cloud of smoke, filling the air over the cigarette before it blew right into Arthur’s face. “And don’t defend him—I know for a fact everybody’s rounds were extended for this nonsense.”