Early Morning Reminders
Author: digthewriter
Title: Early Morning Reminders
Rating: R
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur has trouble sleeping.
Warnings: Mention of past infidelity. Sexual content. Angst.
Word Count: 820
Prompt: #200 Amensty Post (001: Skin) for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Unbetaed. Follows last week's " Late Night Interruptions"
Continuation of the "Last Chance" story that you can read on AO3 to catch up.
It happened at six o'clock.
Arthur was having trouble sleeping all night anyway and he got up to go to the bathroom to wash his face. What he'd found out about Will and Merlin had been shocking. Never had he imagined the two best friends comforting each other like that but the guilt of what Arthur had done to cause pain for everyone involved was overbearing.
He returned to bed soon after and slid under the covers. Merlin was on his side, and Arthur could just make out his profile in the dim light.
"You okay?" Merlin asked when Arthur wrapped his arm around Merlin and pulled him close.
"Yeah," Arthur breathed as he nuzzled into the dip of Merlin's neck. His skin was just as smooth as Arthur had remembered it.
Merlin pushed back into Arthur, his arse teasing Arthur's groin, before he locked their legs together. Arthur didn't know how he should have responded. Before, back when they were just casually fucking, he would have rubbed up against Merlin. Snaked his hand under Merlin's shirt and pinched his nipple.
What if he did that now? Did Merlin want that...is that why he was teasing Arthur?
"I can hear you thinking," Merlin said as he turned around and faced Arthur. "Your thoughts are practically screaming themselves out of your head."
Arthur immediately missed how their legs weren't twined any more. "Yeah?"
"I thought you wanted me?"
"You have no idea how much, but, I just want you to be sure. I--I'm just nervous, is all."
"Nervous?" Merlin asked, his voice squeaking slightly. "Why on earth are you nervous. You're here in my bed and I'm--"
Arthur kissed Merlin then. They hadn't kissed since Arthur had arrived in Canada. Merlin was talking about them having sex or something to that effect, for the first time in years. He was willing to give Arthur everything, for the night, at least, and all Arthur had wanted to do was just kiss him. Hold him.
Know that Merlin was his.
Merlin kissed back slowly. Arthur could tell that he was hesitant at first, but eventually, he opened up. He parted his lips as Arthur's tongue swirled around and gently sucked on it--with Merlin moaning slightly. The little whimpers he used to do that Arthur remembered so well.
They shifted closer together and Arthur wrapped his leg around Merlin, holding him tight. Merlin's hands went up Arthur's shirt, around his waist and then up his back. His nails dug into Arthur's skin and Arthur smiled slightly. He knew exactly what Merlin was doing. What he was asking.
When they used to have sex in the past, Arthur never allowed Merlin to leave his mark on Arthur. Merlin was a fighter in bed, a biter, and Arthur always told him to stop before it got too far. At that time, Arthur was being and had been unfaithful to Gwen, and if she'd see the scratch marks on Arthur's skin--she'd know.
Now, there was no Gwen. There was no one. If Merlin wanted to leave his mark on him, Arthur didn't mind. He was Merlin's and only Merlin's.
If anything, this was just another reminder of how fucked up Arthur was, and how good it felt to be with Merlin.
"At the risk of sounding like a girl, Merlin...I just want to know if you're using me. I want you; want you so damn much, but I don't know if I can survive having you and then finding out that you only wanted me for this moment. If you turn away from me tomorrow--"
Merlin released his hold on Arthur and pulled back slightly. It wasn't withdrawal, though, Arthur quickly learned. Merlin started to rake his fingers through Arthur's hair and he was simply staring at Arthur, smiling.
"I could never do that. Not to you," Merlin said; his tone was sorrowful. No doubt, he was thinking about Will.
Arthur kissed Merlin again to get his mind to be on the present. He didn't want to lose this moment, didn't want to lose Merlin to Will. "I don't have any lube, or condoms," Arthur said. He hadn't thought that they'd get this far. He was figuring that there'd be a lot more grovelling and begging to do. Not that this was a complaint though. Perhaps he didn't pack condoms because he didn't want to jinx himself.
"I have some," Merlin said, turning around. A moment later, he was gone from the bed and Arthur missed his presence immediately. Maybe he should have just sucked Merlin off. At least that way, he'd still be in bed with Arthur.
When Merlin returned, Arthur immediately pulled him down and got on top of him. "Let's get to those later," he said and almost ripped Merlin's shirt off. "Right now, I just want to kiss every part of your body, every patch of your skin that I've missed all these years." PART 13CHANCING IT
Title: Early Morning Reminders
Rating: R
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur has trouble sleeping.
Warnings: Mention of past infidelity. Sexual content. Angst.
Word Count: 820
Prompt: #200 Amensty Post (001: Skin) for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Unbetaed. Follows last week's " Late Night Interruptions"
Continuation of the "Last Chance" story that you can read on AO3 to catch up.
It happened at six o'clock.
Arthur was having trouble sleeping all night anyway and he got up to go to the bathroom to wash his face. What he'd found out about Will and Merlin had been shocking. Never had he imagined the two best friends comforting each other like that but the guilt of what Arthur had done to cause pain for everyone involved was overbearing.
He returned to bed soon after and slid under the covers. Merlin was on his side, and Arthur could just make out his profile in the dim light.
"You okay?" Merlin asked when Arthur wrapped his arm around Merlin and pulled him close.
"Yeah," Arthur breathed as he nuzzled into the dip of Merlin's neck. His skin was just as smooth as Arthur had remembered it.
Merlin pushed back into Arthur, his arse teasing Arthur's groin, before he locked their legs together. Arthur didn't know how he should have responded. Before, back when they were just casually fucking, he would have rubbed up against Merlin. Snaked his hand under Merlin's shirt and pinched his nipple.
What if he did that now? Did Merlin want that...is that why he was teasing Arthur?
"I can hear you thinking," Merlin said as he turned around and faced Arthur. "Your thoughts are practically screaming themselves out of your head."
Arthur immediately missed how their legs weren't twined any more. "Yeah?"
"I thought you wanted me?"
"You have no idea how much, but, I just want you to be sure. I--I'm just nervous, is all."
"Nervous?" Merlin asked, his voice squeaking slightly. "Why on earth are you nervous. You're here in my bed and I'm--"
Arthur kissed Merlin then. They hadn't kissed since Arthur had arrived in Canada. Merlin was talking about them having sex or something to that effect, for the first time in years. He was willing to give Arthur everything, for the night, at least, and all Arthur had wanted to do was just kiss him. Hold him.
Know that Merlin was his.
Merlin kissed back slowly. Arthur could tell that he was hesitant at first, but eventually, he opened up. He parted his lips as Arthur's tongue swirled around and gently sucked on it--with Merlin moaning slightly. The little whimpers he used to do that Arthur remembered so well.
They shifted closer together and Arthur wrapped his leg around Merlin, holding him tight. Merlin's hands went up Arthur's shirt, around his waist and then up his back. His nails dug into Arthur's skin and Arthur smiled slightly. He knew exactly what Merlin was doing. What he was asking.
When they used to have sex in the past, Arthur never allowed Merlin to leave his mark on Arthur. Merlin was a fighter in bed, a biter, and Arthur always told him to stop before it got too far. At that time, Arthur was being and had been unfaithful to Gwen, and if she'd see the scratch marks on Arthur's skin--she'd know.
Now, there was no Gwen. There was no one. If Merlin wanted to leave his mark on him, Arthur didn't mind. He was Merlin's and only Merlin's.
If anything, this was just another reminder of how fucked up Arthur was, and how good it felt to be with Merlin.
"At the risk of sounding like a girl, Merlin...I just want to know if you're using me. I want you; want you so damn much, but I don't know if I can survive having you and then finding out that you only wanted me for this moment. If you turn away from me tomorrow--"
Merlin released his hold on Arthur and pulled back slightly. It wasn't withdrawal, though, Arthur quickly learned. Merlin started to rake his fingers through Arthur's hair and he was simply staring at Arthur, smiling.
"I could never do that. Not to you," Merlin said; his tone was sorrowful. No doubt, he was thinking about Will.
Arthur kissed Merlin again to get his mind to be on the present. He didn't want to lose this moment, didn't want to lose Merlin to Will. "I don't have any lube, or condoms," Arthur said. He hadn't thought that they'd get this far. He was figuring that there'd be a lot more grovelling and begging to do. Not that this was a complaint though. Perhaps he didn't pack condoms because he didn't want to jinx himself.
"I have some," Merlin said, turning around. A moment later, he was gone from the bed and Arthur missed his presence immediately. Maybe he should have just sucked Merlin off. At least that way, he'd still be in bed with Arthur.
When Merlin returned, Arthur immediately pulled him down and got on top of him. "Let's get to those later," he said and almost ripped Merlin's shirt off. "Right now, I just want to kiss every part of your body, every patch of your skin that I've missed all these years." PART 13CHANCING IT