Your Kiss by Emachinescat

A Merlin Fan-Fiction

SUMMARY: Morgana can't accuse Merlin of poisoning her without risking her own exposure, so she decides to get him killed another way. But after all is said and done, can she let Merlin die…especially after her heart's reaction when she pressed her lips to his?

A/N: Hey guys… yep, I'm starting another story! This one isn't going to be a "huge" one. I'll probably have it finished within the week. It's going to be probably three to five chapters long and the chapters themselves won't be terribly long. It was originally going to be a one-shot, but I decided it would have a bigger impact if I divided it up. I'll probably have the next part out tomorrow. Please review. :)

Your Kiss

Chapter One: The Kiss

"This has to stop. The King would have your head if he knew… [about] your affections for the Lady Morgana."
~ Arthur, "The Nightmare Begins"

Her hand shot out from the small alcove in the corridor, skin smooth and delicate, nails perfectly shaped, her grip surprisingly strong. Merlin let out a small gasp, not expecting a hand to jump out and grab him, and let himself be pulled into the obscure little hallway. He faced her, taking in her lovely face marred by hate and bitterness. Her olive eyes looked him up and down intently and he almost squirmed, trying to take his mind off the fact that her hand was still latched on to his wrist and that they were so close their noses almost touched.

She looked determined, scared, and terrifying all at the same time. Merlin knew she had been corrupted by her hatred for Uther, her magic, and her sister, but he still hadn't worked out his feelings for the king's intoxicating ward. She was looking more beautiful than ever, her silky black curls falling down her back and cascading across her shoulders like an ebony waterfall. Her skin was pale and her lips red. She wore a white dress that spilled across the floor, a silver necklace decorating her neck and chest. She stared at him for several long moments before casting a wary glance at the main corridor.

Merlin felt his stomach tense as he realized he had no idea what she was doing – she could be trying to kill him for all he knew! "Morgana... what?"

She let out a small, terrified shriek and Merlin tensed – what was she up to? He wanted no part in it and he turned to leave. She stopped him. With her lips.

She pressed her body against his, wrapped an arm around his waist, and kissed him deeply. Her lips were soft and strong, her sweet breath intoxicating as she drew him in. Merlin stood rigid for a moment, shocked. He distantly heard voices, footsteps approaching at Morgana's noise but his mind was buzzing because of her closeness, her lips pressed against his. He didn't mean to kiss her back. He meant to break away, to run away, distance himself from this seductress. But his mind was clouded with thoughts of her.

She kissed him deeper and he returned it with a passion. He tried to clear his mind, to break away from the spell she had cast on him – but had she cast a spell? His mind whirred. Someone yelled and suddenly a hand grabbed his hair, yanking him away from her and two slender hands were beating at his chest, telling him to leave her alone. The person who had his hair yanked him back further and Merlin let out a strangled cry of pain as his senses returned to him.

Two sets of hands wrestled his arms behind his back before clasping his wrists in heavy manacles. Merlin let them. His eyes were on Morgana, whose chest was heaving, eyes wide with fright and he knew. She had set him up.

The kiss had been a trick.

Head flopped onto his chest, Merlin allowed the men holding him to take him away. He cast one final look at Morgana, expecting to see a sinister smirk gracing those soft, luscious lips… but instead a small frown creased her forehead. Her eyes watched him go and she almost looked sad.

Merlin was dragged around the corner and out of her sight.

A/N: Please review; I'd love to know your opinions. The next chapter should be out tomorrow sometime. :)

~Emachinescat ^..^