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"Enchanted No More" (one-sided Vivian/Arthur, Vivian/Leon, 500 words)

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Aug. 13th, 2010 | 01:35 am
mood: moody*grumble grumble grumble...*

I've always wanted to address Vivian's fate after Merlin 2 X 10, in which she remained enchanted and would continue to be so until someone she truly loved kisses her. Her fate is even more disturbing than A Midsummer Night's Dream's Demetrius, who is, after all, an unfaithful, inconstant jerk.

How is the enchantment ever to be broken since:
a) Vivian is young and never falls in love before (unlike Arthur/Merlin Arthur/Gwen), and
b) Vivian's dad would kill and decapitate anyone who dares touch his precious daughter?

This is not that fic.

It's a silly modern-day!AU ficlet for summerpornathon, because BY GOODNESS I cannot address the above issue in just 500-750 words.

Title: Enchanted No More
Fandom: BBC Merlin
Pairing: one-sided Vivian/Arthur, Vivian/Leon
Rating: mostly PG-13, but soft R for explicit kissing, I guess?
Beta: symetric; Britpicked by vivitchi
Word count: 500 words
Notes: Written for summerpornathon's challenge four: write other pairings. Also answers these writing_game prompts: As the World Turns, Flushed, Mint-Flavored, Old Money, Part, Quaint, and Rosebud.
Disclaimer: This permutation of Arthur, Uther, Vivian, Leon, etc. are created and owned by BBC. No money is being made, and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Vivian didn't remember when her fascination with Arthur Pendragon started. One day he was the odious son of her father's business partner and, by the next, he shone gold like knights of old.

At first Arthur seemed flattered by the attention. He showed her all around the Pendragon estate and even held her hand when they came across a hilly terrain.

Then, at one crucial dinner, Uther had remarked to her father how she seemed so self-possessed for a sixteen-year-old. Arthur had looked as if he was being force-fed haggis. Ever since then he had treated her like a little sister one barely tolerated.

How dare Arthur treat me like a little girl! Vivian fumed. He was only two years and seven months older than her. It wasn’t like she wanted them to elope to Gretna Green.

She had seen pictures of Arthur's exes. One round-cheeked girl, wearing a yellow dress with trailing rosebuds, looked fourteen. Another girl—Jen or whatever her name was—looked quite ordinary and nowhere as pretty as her.

Arthur thought he was too mature for her, did he? I'll show him mature, she thought, crossing her arms in front of her.

"Vivian? Did you want something?"

Leon, Uther's secretary, closed the door to the study.

"If you're looking for Arthur, he's—Mmmph!"

As first kisses went, it was quite fantastic. Leon was handsome enough, even though facial hair was not her thing. His lips were a bit chapped but surprisingly soft. From the way his tongue stroked hotly against hers, it was safe to assume that he found her attractive too.

She clutched at his shirt and pressed their bodies together. She could taste the tea he had for breakfast, something minty and pleasant. No bacon sandwich aftertaste here, thank God.

Her nipples ached where they rubbed against her lace bra. One big hand smoothed down the back of her dress, resting on the swell of her arse. The heat of his hands on her skin almost felt too much. She whimpered and held on to his shoulders. His lips suddenly stilled against hers.

Leon took her hands in his and gently pushed her away. Breathing hard, she looked at him in silence. She resisted touching her cheek, where his moustache had rubbed against her skin. She was probably blushing horribly.

"Where did that come from?"

"You kissed me back," Vivian countered.

Leon chuckled. "A man had to be half-dead to not kiss you back. Well, either that or gay," he added thoughtfully.

Vivian brightened.

"But this past week you’ve been casting lovelorn looks at Arthur. So you understand my confusion."

"Oh, bother Arthur! I bet he can’t kiss worth a damn, in the same way he can’t hold on to his girlfriends."

Leon barked out a half-laugh.

"Perhaps you’re right," he said with mock solemnity. "I take it the lady has been cured of her infatuation?"

Vivian smiled up at him. "You should kiss me again, just to be sure."

And so he did.

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from: lilian_cho
date: Aug. 14th, 2010 05:32 am (UTC)

*g* Thank you for going above & beyond first with beta-ing and now with this lovely comment.

I don't suppose many people will read this at all, what with the rarepair and all ^^;; Ah well, it's OUT THERE ON DA INTERWEBS NAOW.

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from: nyargles
date: Aug. 15th, 2010 12:45 am (UTC)

Hee, I saw this in the pornathon, and I love it! Sir Leon ♥

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from: lilian_cho
date: Aug. 15th, 2010 02:56 am (UTC)

Yay, thank you for commenting! =D

I saw your Lady Vivian picspam. She sure makes some interesting faces X-D

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