All in the Family VIII
Author: darksagegrl0
Title: All in the Family VIII
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Summary: Follows right after Part VII. Arthur decides to have a talk with Merlin like Morgana suggested.
Warnings: sexual content, incest, age difference (21/17)
Word Count: 960
Prompt: Family
Author's Notes: Okay I lied, this is the last one for today. Never fear little followers of incesty!Merthur, there will be more in this 'verse (hinthint)... In before the deadline, right? ...Right?
Later that night, Arthur knocked lightly on Merlin’s door and waited for an answer. None came. He tried knocking again.
“Merlin?”
“What?” Came Merlin’s mulish reply. He was sulking, that much was obvious.
“Can I come in?”
“Whatever.” Deciding to ignore the apathetic tone of his voice and entered his brother’s room quickly. He shut the door behind him, he had a feeling they would need all the privacy they could get for their conversation.
Merlin was curled up on his bed staring glumly at his old Barbie doll. Arthur vaguely remembered holding her hostage more than once when they were kids. Merlin didn’t say anything to him-didn’t even acknowledge his presence-so Arthur took a breath and settled himself into Merlin’s desk chair. He threads his fingers together and looks at Merlin’s back where it faces him.
“Morgana called me. We, er, had a talk. I think.”
“Did she tell you?” Merlin turned over to look at him inquisitively, eyes showing a glimmer of hope. It only made Arthur more confused.
“Tell me what? I swear, ever since I got back all you two have been doing is speak in riddles!”
Merlin face immediately became blank. “She didn’t tell you.”
Arthur almost growled. “Tell. Me. What?”
Merlin swallowed and stood from his bed, moving to stand away from his brother. He crossed his arms. Arthur watched him take a deep breath before turning to him with an anxious expression.
“I’m going to tell you something. And you’ll probably think I’m insane and have me committed. But I swear it’s the truth and if you don’t believe me Morgana can tell you the same thing and -”
Arthur stood and grasped Merlin by the shoulders. “Merlin, you’re babbling.”
Merlin gulped and looked at him with wide eyes. “Oh.”
“What is it?” Unconsciously, Arthur’s hands slid down Merlin’s arms in a calming manner, stopping to curl his fingers around Merlin’s hands.
Taking in a shuttered breath, Merlin told him everything. Reincarnation, Camelot, Morgana, Mordred, Them. Throughout Merlin’s whole tale Arthur could only blink owlishly at his brother. The words barely registered at first, but then it was like something clicked. Fuzzy at first, but getting clearer by the minute.
“Arthur… Arthur?”
Merlin’s voice made him blink. Everything came into focus. He was Arthur Penn, it was 2012 and he was standing in his brother’s bedroom, and Merlin was looking at him with a worried expression. Merlin squeezed his hands and called his name again. Arthur’s eyes narrowed and suddenly one of his hands was grabbing Merlin by the collar and pulling him in close enough they could feel each others’ breathing.
“You dollop head.”
Then Arthur connected their lips in a harsh kiss and pushed Merlin against the wall. Merlin’s surprised squeak turned into a heartfelt moan as he felt the button of his jean being plucked. Within moments the offending denim was pushed down and Arthur’s hand was wrapped around Merlin’s rapidly growing erection.
Arthur continued to kiss down his jaw and bite on his neck, all the while Merlin’s hands began roaming and pulling at clothes. Merlin moaned again as Arthur did something amazing with his hand, and had to restrain himself from just flat-out fucking his brother’s circled fist.
“Fuck, Arthur.”
Arthur chuckled.
“Maybe later. Right now,” he pulled away from Merlin’s neck with a slick noise and flashed a smirk at Merlin. Merlin watched with wider and wider eyes as Arthur slowly settled onto his knees. “Right now I think I want to suck you.”
Merlin whimpered. Then Arthur’s hot mouth was swallowing him down and his head thunked against the wall. Much as he wanted to open his eyes and watch Arthur go down on him he couldn’t help his eyelids fluttering closed at the divine sensation of Arthur’s mouth sucking his cock.
If Arthur could smile he would have, but he had better things to be doing with his mouth at the moment. Much better things. Arthur held one hand on Merlin’s hip to keep him steady, while the other he snuck down into his own pants to grasp his straining member.
He moaned as he started to pull himself off. The combination of Merlin’s heavy on his tongue and his own hand tight around his dick was more than enough. And he could already tell by the shaking of Merlin’s thighs that this would be over quickly for him.
Then Merlin was tugging on his hair. “A - Arthur.”
Arthur appreciated the warning, but it wasn’t needed. He kept his mouth firmly fixed on Merlin’s cock, content to suck and lick him to completion. When Merlin realized this he keened and tightened his grip on Arthur’s hair. Then with a gasp he was tipping over the edge. Warmth splashed into Arthur’s mouth and he did his best to swallow it all.
By the time he pulled back Merlin was slumped against the wall and breathing heavily as he looked down at Arthur with eyes black as pitch. He watched Arthur as he continued to stroke on his own leaking cock before falling to his knees and replacing Arthur’s hand with his.
Arthur gasped at Merlin’s hand touching him. And Merlin’s voice egging him on, pushing him closer and closer until with a last swipe of his thumb over the slit he was spilling over Merlin’s hand.
They kneeled there, leaning on each other for support, all panting and growing sticky with Arthur’s come. Then Merlin lifted his head from Arthur’ shoulder and laid a chaste kiss on his lips. The smile he gave Arthur was blinding and his voice full of wonder.
“You remember, don’t you?”
And Arthur returned his smile happily. He brought up a hand to cup his dear brother’s cheek.
“Yeah. I remember everything.”
Title: All in the Family VIII
Rating: NC-17
Pairing/s: Arthur/Merlin
Summary: Follows right after Part VII. Arthur decides to have a talk with Merlin like Morgana suggested.
Warnings: sexual content, incest, age difference (21/17)
Word Count: 960
Prompt: Family
Author's Notes: Okay I lied, this is the last one for today. Never fear little followers of incesty!Merthur, there will be more in this 'verse (hinthint)... In before the deadline, right? ...Right?
Later that night, Arthur knocked lightly on Merlin’s door and waited for an answer. None came. He tried knocking again.
“Merlin?”
“What?” Came Merlin’s mulish reply. He was sulking, that much was obvious.
“Can I come in?”
“Whatever.” Deciding to ignore the apathetic tone of his voice and entered his brother’s room quickly. He shut the door behind him, he had a feeling they would need all the privacy they could get for their conversation.
Merlin was curled up on his bed staring glumly at his old Barbie doll. Arthur vaguely remembered holding her hostage more than once when they were kids. Merlin didn’t say anything to him-didn’t even acknowledge his presence-so Arthur took a breath and settled himself into Merlin’s desk chair. He threads his fingers together and looks at Merlin’s back where it faces him.
“Morgana called me. We, er, had a talk. I think.”
“Did she tell you?” Merlin turned over to look at him inquisitively, eyes showing a glimmer of hope. It only made Arthur more confused.
“Tell me what? I swear, ever since I got back all you two have been doing is speak in riddles!”
Merlin face immediately became blank. “She didn’t tell you.”
Arthur almost growled. “Tell. Me. What?”
Merlin swallowed and stood from his bed, moving to stand away from his brother. He crossed his arms. Arthur watched him take a deep breath before turning to him with an anxious expression.
“I’m going to tell you something. And you’ll probably think I’m insane and have me committed. But I swear it’s the truth and if you don’t believe me Morgana can tell you the same thing and -”
Arthur stood and grasped Merlin by the shoulders. “Merlin, you’re babbling.”
Merlin gulped and looked at him with wide eyes. “Oh.”
“What is it?” Unconsciously, Arthur’s hands slid down Merlin’s arms in a calming manner, stopping to curl his fingers around Merlin’s hands.
Taking in a shuttered breath, Merlin told him everything. Reincarnation, Camelot, Morgana, Mordred, Them. Throughout Merlin’s whole tale Arthur could only blink owlishly at his brother. The words barely registered at first, but then it was like something clicked. Fuzzy at first, but getting clearer by the minute.
“Arthur… Arthur?”
Merlin’s voice made him blink. Everything came into focus. He was Arthur Penn, it was 2012 and he was standing in his brother’s bedroom, and Merlin was looking at him with a worried expression. Merlin squeezed his hands and called his name again. Arthur’s eyes narrowed and suddenly one of his hands was grabbing Merlin by the collar and pulling him in close enough they could feel each others’ breathing.
“You dollop head.”
Then Arthur connected their lips in a harsh kiss and pushed Merlin against the wall. Merlin’s surprised squeak turned into a heartfelt moan as he felt the button of his jean being plucked. Within moments the offending denim was pushed down and Arthur’s hand was wrapped around Merlin’s rapidly growing erection.
Arthur continued to kiss down his jaw and bite on his neck, all the while Merlin’s hands began roaming and pulling at clothes. Merlin moaned again as Arthur did something amazing with his hand, and had to restrain himself from just flat-out fucking his brother’s circled fist.
“Fuck, Arthur.”
Arthur chuckled.
“Maybe later. Right now,” he pulled away from Merlin’s neck with a slick noise and flashed a smirk at Merlin. Merlin watched with wider and wider eyes as Arthur slowly settled onto his knees. “Right now I think I want to suck you.”
Merlin whimpered. Then Arthur’s hot mouth was swallowing him down and his head thunked against the wall. Much as he wanted to open his eyes and watch Arthur go down on him he couldn’t help his eyelids fluttering closed at the divine sensation of Arthur’s mouth sucking his cock.
If Arthur could smile he would have, but he had better things to be doing with his mouth at the moment. Much better things. Arthur held one hand on Merlin’s hip to keep him steady, while the other he snuck down into his own pants to grasp his straining member.
He moaned as he started to pull himself off. The combination of Merlin’s heavy on his tongue and his own hand tight around his dick was more than enough. And he could already tell by the shaking of Merlin’s thighs that this would be over quickly for him.
Then Merlin was tugging on his hair. “A - Arthur.”
Arthur appreciated the warning, but it wasn’t needed. He kept his mouth firmly fixed on Merlin’s cock, content to suck and lick him to completion. When Merlin realized this he keened and tightened his grip on Arthur’s hair. Then with a gasp he was tipping over the edge. Warmth splashed into Arthur’s mouth and he did his best to swallow it all.
By the time he pulled back Merlin was slumped against the wall and breathing heavily as he looked down at Arthur with eyes black as pitch. He watched Arthur as he continued to stroke on his own leaking cock before falling to his knees and replacing Arthur’s hand with his.
Arthur gasped at Merlin’s hand touching him. And Merlin’s voice egging him on, pushing him closer and closer until with a last swipe of his thumb over the slit he was spilling over Merlin’s hand.
They kneeled there, leaning on each other for support, all panting and growing sticky with Arthur’s come. Then Merlin lifted his head from Arthur’ shoulder and laid a chaste kiss on his lips. The smile he gave Arthur was blinding and his voice full of wonder.
“You remember, don’t you?”
And Arthur returned his smile happily. He brought up a hand to cup his dear brother’s cheek.
“Yeah. I remember everything.”