Untitled KMM fill, parts 4&5 of 5. NC-17
Title: Untitled. Suggestions welcome! Parts 4/5 of 5
Summary: Fill for this prompt: http://community.livejournal.com/kinkme_merlin/18397.html?thread=17127389#t17127389
Gwaine/Merlin, modernAU or canon. Inspired by this Text from Last Night: Had sex five times today because there was nothing else to do. I had no idea snow days could get even better than when we were kids
Canon era, set some unspecified time in the future, after 3x13, before Merlin's more than just a servant :)
Warnings: First Merlin fic AND first attempt at porn. You have been warned, people.
First part here: http://blue-eyed-1987.livejournal.com/2210.html
A/N: Finished! Now I can get on with my Lancelot/Merlin/Gwaine fic :D
4.
“I think it's snowing again.” Merlin got up from the table and went to the window. Tiny specks of white flurried past the window.
Gwaine hummed drowsily. They had shared another meal, and had been sitting by the fire, finishing the last of the wine. Merlin shuddered from the cold and walked away from the window, sitting on the bearskin on the floor, close to the fire.
“Cold?”
“A little.” Merlin pulled his knees upto his chest.
Gwaine moved and sat behind Merlin, wrapping himself around his lover. He bracketed Merlin's legs with his own so Merlin was practically in his lap. Merlin unbent his legs, and stroked one bare foot along Gwaine's own.
Gwaine slid a hand over Merlin's stomach, stroking softly. Merlin hummed happily and nestled further into the warmth behind him.
Gwaine breathed in Merlin's scent, leaning down to place a gentle kiss behind his ear. Merlin squirmed slightly in response as Gwaine's stubble tickled his neck. Gwaine let out a huff of laughter, breath travelling down Merlin's back, making him shudder again. Gwaine's hand moved downwards, and then up, under Merlin's shirt, fingers just tucking into his trousers.
Merlin's trousers were undone and pulled down. Merlin's normally pale skin was golden by the light of the fire, and goose flesh rose in the wake of Gwaine's roaming hands. Gwaine brought his hand to Merlin's mouth, who licked his hand, before curling it around Merlin's half-hard cock. He stroked slowly, pulling Merlin's foreskin back and palming the head. Merlin thrust slowly, head falling back on to Gwaine's broad shoulder. Gwaine dropped kisses on Merlin's neck and shoulder, moving his other hand to stroke Merlin's nipples which became hard under his touch.
Merlin turned his head into Gwaine's neck, and mouthed at the stubble there. They managed a brief kiss despite the awkward position, tongues stroking and exploring. Merlin broke the kiss and groaned as Gwaine ran a thumb over the head, gathering the moisture there spreading down the length of Merlin's erection. He was leaking steadily now, and Gwaine could feel Merlin getting harder the closer he got to release.
Merlin was breathing, loud and hot and slightly damp in Gwaine's ear. He sped up his stroking, and sucked and on an earlobe. Merlin bucked upwards, almost dislodging himself as he came all over Gwaine's hand.
Merlin turned slightly, and they kissed again, slowly and deeply.
“It really needs to snow more often.” Gwaine said, wiping his hand on Merlin's shirt and ignoring Merlin's squawked complaints. Gwaine just hugged Merlin tighter and kissed him again.
5.
They had eventually crawled into bed, muscles aching pleasantly. They woke early, before dawn. Neither could say who woke first, they just both instinctively turned and found the other awake.
They were slow and quiet, not wanting to break the spell of a snow muted castle before dawn. They could almost make themselves believe they had all the time in the world for this, for each other.
Gwaine's hair fell as a curtain around Merlin's head as he bent for a kiss, surrounding him in Gwaine - his scent, his taste, the feel of him.
Eventually they finished, cries and hoarse groans filling the air. Gwaine curled up behind Merlin, murmuring endearments and promises into sweat-slicked skin and the curl of Merlin's hair.
Summary: Fill for this prompt: http://community.livejournal.com/kinkme_merlin/18397.html?thread=17127389#t17127389
Gwaine/Merlin, modernAU or canon. Inspired by this Text from Last Night: Had sex five times today because there was nothing else to do. I had no idea snow days could get even better than when we were kids
Canon era, set some unspecified time in the future, after 3x13, before Merlin's more than just a servant :)
Warnings: First Merlin fic AND first attempt at porn. You have been warned, people.
First part here: http://blue-eyed-1987.livejournal.com/2210.html
A/N: Finished! Now I can get on with my Lancelot/Merlin/Gwaine fic :D
4.
“I think it's snowing again.” Merlin got up from the table and went to the window. Tiny specks of white flurried past the window.
Gwaine hummed drowsily. They had shared another meal, and had been sitting by the fire, finishing the last of the wine. Merlin shuddered from the cold and walked away from the window, sitting on the bearskin on the floor, close to the fire.
“Cold?”
“A little.” Merlin pulled his knees upto his chest.
Gwaine moved and sat behind Merlin, wrapping himself around his lover. He bracketed Merlin's legs with his own so Merlin was practically in his lap. Merlin unbent his legs, and stroked one bare foot along Gwaine's own.
Gwaine slid a hand over Merlin's stomach, stroking softly. Merlin hummed happily and nestled further into the warmth behind him.
Gwaine breathed in Merlin's scent, leaning down to place a gentle kiss behind his ear. Merlin squirmed slightly in response as Gwaine's stubble tickled his neck. Gwaine let out a huff of laughter, breath travelling down Merlin's back, making him shudder again. Gwaine's hand moved downwards, and then up, under Merlin's shirt, fingers just tucking into his trousers.
Merlin's trousers were undone and pulled down. Merlin's normally pale skin was golden by the light of the fire, and goose flesh rose in the wake of Gwaine's roaming hands. Gwaine brought his hand to Merlin's mouth, who licked his hand, before curling it around Merlin's half-hard cock. He stroked slowly, pulling Merlin's foreskin back and palming the head. Merlin thrust slowly, head falling back on to Gwaine's broad shoulder. Gwaine dropped kisses on Merlin's neck and shoulder, moving his other hand to stroke Merlin's nipples which became hard under his touch.
Merlin turned his head into Gwaine's neck, and mouthed at the stubble there. They managed a brief kiss despite the awkward position, tongues stroking and exploring. Merlin broke the kiss and groaned as Gwaine ran a thumb over the head, gathering the moisture there spreading down the length of Merlin's erection. He was leaking steadily now, and Gwaine could feel Merlin getting harder the closer he got to release.
Merlin was breathing, loud and hot and slightly damp in Gwaine's ear. He sped up his stroking, and sucked and on an earlobe. Merlin bucked upwards, almost dislodging himself as he came all over Gwaine's hand.
Merlin turned slightly, and they kissed again, slowly and deeply.
“It really needs to snow more often.” Gwaine said, wiping his hand on Merlin's shirt and ignoring Merlin's squawked complaints. Gwaine just hugged Merlin tighter and kissed him again.
5.
They had eventually crawled into bed, muscles aching pleasantly. They woke early, before dawn. Neither could say who woke first, they just both instinctively turned and found the other awake.
They were slow and quiet, not wanting to break the spell of a snow muted castle before dawn. They could almost make themselves believe they had all the time in the world for this, for each other.
Gwaine's hair fell as a curtain around Merlin's head as he bent for a kiss, surrounding him in Gwaine - his scent, his taste, the feel of him.
Eventually they finished, cries and hoarse groans filling the air. Gwaine curled up behind Merlin, murmuring endearments and promises into sweat-slicked skin and the curl of Merlin's hair.