Triad - part 2
Author: 
archaeologist_d
Title: Triad
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur/Gwaine
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, Gwaine
Summary: Arthur watched Merlin closely, especially when he was with Gwaine. Those two often got into trouble, but it was their relationship that drove Arthur mad. Arthur couldn’t have that, could he?
Warnings: a bit of dub-con kissing
Word Count: 835
Camelot_drabble prompt 542: Confront
Author’s notes: I had to look up polyamory: the practice of engaging in multiple romantic (and typically sexual) relationships, with the consent of all the people involved.
This was broken up into 3 parts because of length.
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; They and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Arthur reached out, all fury and determination, thinking to pull Gwaine’s arm behind him and march him out the door. But Gwaine knew how to fight dirty. Shifting his weight, feigning right, then left, before either of them could breathe, it was Gwaine who had Arthur pushed against the wall.
Shocked, Arthur didn’t even protest. Gwaine’s leg was between his and they were chest to chest, Gwaine’s hard body rubbing up against Arthur’s in a way that seemed to excite him. Hell, it was exciting Arthur. He’d not been with anyone for far too long and so instead of shoving him off, Arthur stared at Gwaine’s smug smile.
Gwaine must have seen something in Arthur’s eyes because next thing Arthur knew, Gwaine was kissing him, all tongue and passion, groaning as if it was a battle he was determined to win.
Arthur didn’t know what to do. He’d not been kissed like that in years, and his body seemed to sink into it, seemed to surrender even as he was gibbering out shock inside his head.
It couldn’t have been more than a few seconds, but Arthur wasn’t exactly throwing Gwaine off, instead giving back as good as he got.
Growing hard, the need to sink into Gwaine and fuck him into next week already pushing past any thought of telling Gwaine to get out, but Gwaine wasn’t letting go, either. He seemed to be enjoying it as much as Arthur, maybe more.
He should have been thinking about propriety, he should have been thinking that this was a terrible idea, he should have been thinking about Merlin and how Gwaine was betraying him.
But then, worst timing ever, Merlin comes sprinting into the room. “Sorry I’m late… I’m… err… late?”
Gwaine let go, wiping his mouth with one hand, his other hand still on Arthur’s chest. “Merlin, about time you got here.”
“Gwaine, we talked about this,” Merlin said, angry, then turned to Arthur, his voice full of apology. “Arthur, it’s not… Gwaine thought… umm, sorry?”
Finally letting Arthur go, Gwaine waved a hand toward him. “Nah, we were just getting started, right Arthur?”
“You? He? What?” Arthur said, even to his ears sounding like an idiot. He was supposed to be a great warrior but right now, his head was spinning.
“A threesome, Arthur. You, me, and Merlin. It will be fun,” Gwaine said, patting Arthur’s chest, then turning to throw his arm around Merlin’s shoulder. “Don’t tell me you never thought about it.”
“No,” Arthur shouted. “That’s… Gwaine, you are unbelievable. I thought you loved Merlin. How could you?”
“I do love Merlin and I think I could love you, too. It’s not that hard, Arthur. You, me and Merlin. It would be perfect.” Gwaine winked at him, then nodded toward Arthur’s bed. “Besides, your bed is big enough. Are you telling me you have never considered the possibilities?”
Never mind that Arthur had dreamed of such things, many times, mostly of Merlin crying out Arthur’s name but sometimes Gwaine sucking him off while Merlin fucked him. He wasn’t ashamed of it, they were dreams after all, but he wasn’t about to tell that to Gwaine of all people.
“Gwaine, he doesn’t think of me that way. I told you.” Merlin shrugged off Gwaine’s arm, then red-faced, he turned to Arthur. “I’m so sorry. He seems to think you… umm… look at me a lot.”
Shaking his head, Gwaine snickered, “Not a lot. All the time.” Clapping his hands together, then reaching out and grabbing onto Arthur and Merlin, both of them glaring daggers at Gwaine, Gwaine said, “I’ll leave off teasing both of you. I’ll even forgo visiting the tavern for a week if you will do this one thing for me.”
Arthur knew it had to be a trick. Gwaine would never not go to the tavern. But with Merlin there looking worried, biting at his lip and flushing as he kept glancing toward Arthur, Arthur thought it might be worth finding out.
Nodding, Arthur said, “Very well, then. What thing?”
“Give Merlin a kiss and not on the cheek, either. A fully-on-the-lips kiss, lasting more than ten seconds. Tongue is even encouraged,” Gwaine said, grinning.
“Gwaine!” Merlin looked horrified, scowling at Gwaine, grumbling, “Hey, I don’t need to bribe someone to kiss me. Lots of people wanted to.”
Ignoring Merlin’s death glare, Gwaine said, “So what do you say, princess? You up for a challenge? Or are you going to turn it down, and run away like a scared little rabbit?”
Narrowing his eyes, Arthur said, pushing the point, “No tavern for a week?”
Smirking, Gwaine nodded, then shoved Merlin in Arthur’s direction. “Full-on kiss, remember. And I get to watch.”
Merlin looked like he was going to protest again, but then his gaze turned soft, his eyes lingering on Arthur’s mouth, before he murmured, “Arthur?”
Nodding, he gave Merlin a little reassuring smile, then reached up, cupping Merlin’s face between his hands, and touching his mouth to Merlin’s.
archaeologist_d
Title: Triad
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur/Gwaine
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur, Gwaine
Summary: Arthur watched Merlin closely, especially when he was with Gwaine. Those two often got into trouble, but it was their relationship that drove Arthur mad. Arthur couldn’t have that, could he?
Warnings: a bit of dub-con kissing
Word Count: 835
Camelot_drabble prompt 542: Confront
Author’s notes: I had to look up polyamory: the practice of engaging in multiple romantic (and typically sexual) relationships, with the consent of all the people involved.
This was broken up into 3 parts because of length.
Disclaimer: I do not own the BBC version of Merlin; They and Shine do. I am very respectfully borrowing them with no intent to profit. No money has changed hands. No copyright infringement is intended.
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Arthur reached out, all fury and determination, thinking to pull Gwaine’s arm behind him and march him out the door. But Gwaine knew how to fight dirty. Shifting his weight, feigning right, then left, before either of them could breathe, it was Gwaine who had Arthur pushed against the wall.
Shocked, Arthur didn’t even protest. Gwaine’s leg was between his and they were chest to chest, Gwaine’s hard body rubbing up against Arthur’s in a way that seemed to excite him. Hell, it was exciting Arthur. He’d not been with anyone for far too long and so instead of shoving him off, Arthur stared at Gwaine’s smug smile.
Gwaine must have seen something in Arthur’s eyes because next thing Arthur knew, Gwaine was kissing him, all tongue and passion, groaning as if it was a battle he was determined to win.
Arthur didn’t know what to do. He’d not been kissed like that in years, and his body seemed to sink into it, seemed to surrender even as he was gibbering out shock inside his head.
It couldn’t have been more than a few seconds, but Arthur wasn’t exactly throwing Gwaine off, instead giving back as good as he got.
Growing hard, the need to sink into Gwaine and fuck him into next week already pushing past any thought of telling Gwaine to get out, but Gwaine wasn’t letting go, either. He seemed to be enjoying it as much as Arthur, maybe more.
He should have been thinking about propriety, he should have been thinking that this was a terrible idea, he should have been thinking about Merlin and how Gwaine was betraying him.
But then, worst timing ever, Merlin comes sprinting into the room. “Sorry I’m late… I’m… err… late?”
Gwaine let go, wiping his mouth with one hand, his other hand still on Arthur’s chest. “Merlin, about time you got here.”
“Gwaine, we talked about this,” Merlin said, angry, then turned to Arthur, his voice full of apology. “Arthur, it’s not… Gwaine thought… umm, sorry?”
Finally letting Arthur go, Gwaine waved a hand toward him. “Nah, we were just getting started, right Arthur?”
“You? He? What?” Arthur said, even to his ears sounding like an idiot. He was supposed to be a great warrior but right now, his head was spinning.
“A threesome, Arthur. You, me, and Merlin. It will be fun,” Gwaine said, patting Arthur’s chest, then turning to throw his arm around Merlin’s shoulder. “Don’t tell me you never thought about it.”
“No,” Arthur shouted. “That’s… Gwaine, you are unbelievable. I thought you loved Merlin. How could you?”
“I do love Merlin and I think I could love you, too. It’s not that hard, Arthur. You, me and Merlin. It would be perfect.” Gwaine winked at him, then nodded toward Arthur’s bed. “Besides, your bed is big enough. Are you telling me you have never considered the possibilities?”
Never mind that Arthur had dreamed of such things, many times, mostly of Merlin crying out Arthur’s name but sometimes Gwaine sucking him off while Merlin fucked him. He wasn’t ashamed of it, they were dreams after all, but he wasn’t about to tell that to Gwaine of all people.
“Gwaine, he doesn’t think of me that way. I told you.” Merlin shrugged off Gwaine’s arm, then red-faced, he turned to Arthur. “I’m so sorry. He seems to think you… umm… look at me a lot.”
Shaking his head, Gwaine snickered, “Not a lot. All the time.” Clapping his hands together, then reaching out and grabbing onto Arthur and Merlin, both of them glaring daggers at Gwaine, Gwaine said, “I’ll leave off teasing both of you. I’ll even forgo visiting the tavern for a week if you will do this one thing for me.”
Arthur knew it had to be a trick. Gwaine would never not go to the tavern. But with Merlin there looking worried, biting at his lip and flushing as he kept glancing toward Arthur, Arthur thought it might be worth finding out.
Nodding, Arthur said, “Very well, then. What thing?”
“Give Merlin a kiss and not on the cheek, either. A fully-on-the-lips kiss, lasting more than ten seconds. Tongue is even encouraged,” Gwaine said, grinning.
“Gwaine!” Merlin looked horrified, scowling at Gwaine, grumbling, “Hey, I don’t need to bribe someone to kiss me. Lots of people wanted to.”
Ignoring Merlin’s death glare, Gwaine said, “So what do you say, princess? You up for a challenge? Or are you going to turn it down, and run away like a scared little rabbit?”
Narrowing his eyes, Arthur said, pushing the point, “No tavern for a week?”
Smirking, Gwaine nodded, then shoved Merlin in Arthur’s direction. “Full-on kiss, remember. And I get to watch.”
Merlin looked like he was going to protest again, but then his gaze turned soft, his eyes lingering on Arthur’s mouth, before he murmured, “Arthur?”
Nodding, he gave Merlin a little reassuring smile, then reached up, cupping Merlin’s face between his hands, and touching his mouth to Merlin’s.