Merlin's Christmas Present
Title: Merlin's Christmas Present
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur; Gwaine/Mordred, Leon/Percival
Rating: R-NC-17
Warnings: Sexual Content
Word Count: ~900
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Written for
adventdrabbles (insanejournal), Prompt: Five guys in sexy, skimpy, very tiny reindeer outfits. Utterly unbetaed.
It was Arthur’s stag party, and he was worried that his group of friends were going to do something very dramatic.
The ceremony was the next day, and Arthur only wondered what Merlin was going to be up to for the night. Arthur had made it very clear to his friends that he didn’t want anything could be considered risqué; because he didn’t want to have to answer to his father, or worse, Merlin.
“Don’t worry, it’s going to be a very low key event,” Gwaine assured him. Trouble was, it was Gwaine assuring him, so Arthur knew that the even was going to be anything but low key.
He arrived at Avalon at half past eight for dinner. That was the plan: get a private room, dinner and drinks, and the worst Arthur imagined was his friends trying to show him straight porn. He shuddered at the thought. He was supposed to spend the night apart from Merlin, which he thought was the worst plan of it all. He couldn’t bear to think the idea of being away from Merlin with the rest of their friends. Not to mention that it was Christmas Eve. Merlin had insisted on getting married on the fifth anniversary of the night they’d gotten together. He’d called Arthur his “Christmas present.” Now, the poor bloke was going to spend time with Morgana, Gwen, and Freya.
He’d tried to rescue his sweet fiancé from the hen-crowd, but they had insisted and Merlin said he felt bad refusing. Merlin, always thinking about others. Arthur sighed, and thought about Merlin opening packages of sexy lingerie, and other naughty presents. His cock twitched, and he wondered if he had time for a wank before heading off to Avalon.
*-*-*
When Arthur arrived at Avalon, he was the first one there. He couldn’t believe it. His goofball friends were all late. He grumbled, and thought about leaving. He didn’t really want a stag party anyway. Thinking about how cross Merlin would be with him for abandoning their friends, Arthur decided to wait.
They best make his time worth it.
Arthur sat alone in the private room, drinking beer, when the lights turned off. He panicked for a moment, then reckoned it was probably part of some “show” that he didn’t want anyway. Suddenly, the door opened, and holiday music started.
“Mr Pendragon, are you ready?” a voice whispered over the speakers in the room; Arthur knew it was Leon.
The music turned up, and one by one, Arthur saw five figures enter the room. He still couldn’t make out who was who, or what they were wearing. From what he could see via the dim light in the room, Arthur feared the worse. Were the naked?
Then, without warning, the lights turned on and Arthur saw five men in very skimpy reindeer outfits with their backs towards him; their arses hanging out. Arthur bit his lip, and immediately shut his eyes. Oh, he was going to be in a lot of trouble.
“I suggest keeping your eyes open for the show, Mr Pendragon.” Arthur heard Merlin’s voice, and instantly snapped his eyelids open. The five men were now facing him. Gwaine, Leon, Mordred, Percival, and…Merlin.
Arthur continued to stare at Merlin and it was as though his cock has come to life, and was itching to get out of his trousers; despite the wank he’d had not too long ago.
“Fuck, Mer-”
“Shh, there’s no talking during the show,” Merlin said as he sat on Arthur’s lap and placed his index finger on Arthur’s lips. Arthur inadvertently thrust up, his cock jabbing into Merlin’s thigh. “Oh, eager already?” Merlin teased.
“I thought you were…”
“Well, I couldn’t nearly well let you know my plan,” Merlin said as he kissed Arthur on the lips, grinding his own cock on Arthur’s erection. Then, he stood up and the five men in the very tiny reindeer outfits began to dance. They mostly danced with each other as Merlin danced for Arthur.
Arthur was instructed to simply sit and observe. He wasn’t allowed to participate; not yet anyway, and he was feeling tortured. “This is just so not fair, Merlin.”
Finally, after what felt like hours (it had really only been ten minutes), Merlin pulled Arthur up. His arse was immediately glued to Arthur’s groin and they danced together, as Arthur thrust into him with all that he could. “You’re going to make me come…” Arthur whispered in Merlin’s ear.
Merlin leaned back and kissed Arthur once again. “Wouldn’t be the first time, Pendragon.”
Arthur lowly groaned and spilled in his pants as he continued to hump into Merlin’s arse. He didn’t care anymore. He didn’t care who was around, and where he was. He wanted Merlin, and he wanted him there. He reached down in front of Merlin and began stroking his cock. “Need you…so much,” Arthur whispered again and Merlin grabbed Arthur’s hand tightly. Arthur knew that meant he wanted him to wait. They’d been together for five years, Arthur knew what Merlin wanted with the way he breathed.
“One sec,” Merlin said. He turned to the rest of the men in the room who were busy with each other. “Time to go.” He looked at Gwaine who nodded and one by one, the men left the room, closing the door behind him. “Now, I’m yours. However you want me.”
Arthur immediately dropped to his knees.
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur; Gwaine/Mordred, Leon/Percival
Rating: R-NC-17
Warnings: Sexual Content
Word Count: ~900
Disclaimer: Merlin characters are the property of Shine and BBC. No profit is being made and no copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Written for
adventdrabbles (insanejournal), Prompt: Five guys in sexy, skimpy, very tiny reindeer outfits. Utterly unbetaed.
It was Arthur’s stag party, and he was worried that his group of friends were going to do something very dramatic.
The ceremony was the next day, and Arthur only wondered what Merlin was going to be up to for the night. Arthur had made it very clear to his friends that he didn’t want anything could be considered risqué; because he didn’t want to have to answer to his father, or worse, Merlin.
“Don’t worry, it’s going to be a very low key event,” Gwaine assured him. Trouble was, it was Gwaine assuring him, so Arthur knew that the even was going to be anything but low key.
He arrived at Avalon at half past eight for dinner. That was the plan: get a private room, dinner and drinks, and the worst Arthur imagined was his friends trying to show him straight porn. He shuddered at the thought. He was supposed to spend the night apart from Merlin, which he thought was the worst plan of it all. He couldn’t bear to think the idea of being away from Merlin with the rest of their friends. Not to mention that it was Christmas Eve. Merlin had insisted on getting married on the fifth anniversary of the night they’d gotten together. He’d called Arthur his “Christmas present.” Now, the poor bloke was going to spend time with Morgana, Gwen, and Freya.
He’d tried to rescue his sweet fiancé from the hen-crowd, but they had insisted and Merlin said he felt bad refusing. Merlin, always thinking about others. Arthur sighed, and thought about Merlin opening packages of sexy lingerie, and other naughty presents. His cock twitched, and he wondered if he had time for a wank before heading off to Avalon.
*-*-*
When Arthur arrived at Avalon, he was the first one there. He couldn’t believe it. His goofball friends were all late. He grumbled, and thought about leaving. He didn’t really want a stag party anyway. Thinking about how cross Merlin would be with him for abandoning their friends, Arthur decided to wait.
They best make his time worth it.
Arthur sat alone in the private room, drinking beer, when the lights turned off. He panicked for a moment, then reckoned it was probably part of some “show” that he didn’t want anyway. Suddenly, the door opened, and holiday music started.
“Mr Pendragon, are you ready?” a voice whispered over the speakers in the room; Arthur knew it was Leon.
The music turned up, and one by one, Arthur saw five figures enter the room. He still couldn’t make out who was who, or what they were wearing. From what he could see via the dim light in the room, Arthur feared the worse. Were the naked?
Then, without warning, the lights turned on and Arthur saw five men in very skimpy reindeer outfits with their backs towards him; their arses hanging out. Arthur bit his lip, and immediately shut his eyes. Oh, he was going to be in a lot of trouble.
“I suggest keeping your eyes open for the show, Mr Pendragon.” Arthur heard Merlin’s voice, and instantly snapped his eyelids open. The five men were now facing him. Gwaine, Leon, Mordred, Percival, and…Merlin.
Arthur continued to stare at Merlin and it was as though his cock has come to life, and was itching to get out of his trousers; despite the wank he’d had not too long ago.
“Fuck, Mer-”
“Shh, there’s no talking during the show,” Merlin said as he sat on Arthur’s lap and placed his index finger on Arthur’s lips. Arthur inadvertently thrust up, his cock jabbing into Merlin’s thigh. “Oh, eager already?” Merlin teased.
“I thought you were…”
“Well, I couldn’t nearly well let you know my plan,” Merlin said as he kissed Arthur on the lips, grinding his own cock on Arthur’s erection. Then, he stood up and the five men in the very tiny reindeer outfits began to dance. They mostly danced with each other as Merlin danced for Arthur.
Arthur was instructed to simply sit and observe. He wasn’t allowed to participate; not yet anyway, and he was feeling tortured. “This is just so not fair, Merlin.”
Finally, after what felt like hours (it had really only been ten minutes), Merlin pulled Arthur up. His arse was immediately glued to Arthur’s groin and they danced together, as Arthur thrust into him with all that he could. “You’re going to make me come…” Arthur whispered in Merlin’s ear.
Merlin leaned back and kissed Arthur once again. “Wouldn’t be the first time, Pendragon.”
Arthur lowly groaned and spilled in his pants as he continued to hump into Merlin’s arse. He didn’t care anymore. He didn’t care who was around, and where he was. He wanted Merlin, and he wanted him there. He reached down in front of Merlin and began stroking his cock. “Need you…so much,” Arthur whispered again and Merlin grabbed Arthur’s hand tightly. Arthur knew that meant he wanted him to wait. They’d been together for five years, Arthur knew what Merlin wanted with the way he breathed.
“One sec,” Merlin said. He turned to the rest of the men in the room who were busy with each other. “Time to go.” He looked at Gwaine who nodded and one by one, the men left the room, closing the door behind him. “Now, I’m yours. However you want me.”
Arthur immediately dropped to his knees.