The Night Masked The Best - (The Night Series)
Title: The Night Masked The Best
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Mordred, Merlin, Arthur
Word Count: 1285
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings/Content: Modern!AU / Threesome. Established Merlin/Arthur
Challenge/Summary: Mordred leans more about Merlin and Arthur and is only more attracted to them.
A/N: Unbetaed. Written for the SONG CHALLENGE prompt for
ficlet_zone: Song Titles: Red Hot Chili Peppers: Good Time Boys.
Merlin was right the shower did feel good. As the hot water poured over his neck and back, Mordred started to relax. Usually, he wasn't a long shower kind of person. He once dated a bloke that took at last two or three showers a day. And he loved drawing himself a bath.
He was very serious about pampering himself and Mordred never saw the point to it. He was always rushing to do whatever needed to be done.
But today? It felt different. It felt so right to be under this spray, let his fatigue from the night before wash away, and he closed his eyes-allowing himself to live a little in the memories of his experience.
0-0
As he dressed and arrived downstairs, Mordred was surprised to see the plethora of food laid out on the kitchen island.
"Didn't know what you wanted so I ordered some stuff and Merlin cook other stuff…" Arthur said standing up from his chair to greet Mordred.
Without any hesitation, Arthur pulled Mordred in for a hug and kissed his cheek. "We don't get a lot of overnight guests so…" he shrugged.
"He fancies you being here," Merlin said. "Giddy as a schoolgirl this one."
"Stop…" Arthur said throwing a piece of toast towards Merlin. "But please, stay and eat."
Mordred wanted to say that he didn't want to overstay his welcome but there was so much food on the table and he was starving. Besides, he had no idea what rich people did with leftover food. Was this all going to go in the rubbish bin if he didn't eat any of it?
"I'd love to," he said and took a seat across from Arthur and reluctantly started to help himself.
"Take whatever you want and if you don't like something, don't feel obligated to eat it," said Arthur.
"But make sure you taste it and not pile up your plate like this one. And force yourself to eat it," added Merlin.
"Are you calling me fat?" asked Arthur and Mordred nearly choked on the turkey sausage.
"You're not fat, Arthur. Not by a longshot," Mordred said quickly and hid his face behind the coffee mug. He closed his eyes as the aroma of the beans hit his senses and he felt like he was floating. He remembered Arthur's body from last night. His naked body on top of Mordred as Mordred traced the muscles on Arthur's back with his finger.
"See Mordred thinks I'm decent enough," Arthur teased pulling Merlin towards him and kissing Merlin on the lips.
"You're sexy beyond all reason. Yes, yes, we all know and love you for it."
Mordred smiled at how at ease they were with each other. He'd had a glimpse of this the night before and was so attracted to it and even now, it was hard to look away. Both Merlin and Arthur had a weird sort of energy around them - they were almost exactly the same but absolutely different as well.
Arthur was fit, blond, and looked like he could drink anyone under the table. Merlin was tall, lean, and kind of lanky with jet black hair and looked as though he could totally cheat you on a game of cards and look adorable doing it. And then there was Mordred.
What was it about him that they even liked?
0-0
After breakfast was over, Merlin packed everything in small containers and placed them in the fridge.
"We're going over to my sister's later and take all the food there. She's practically running a foster care and doesn't know how to cook." Arthur answered Mordred's question without him asking it.
"Oh? That's nice."
"Yeah, my sister's kind of a show off. She was running a program where she helped house a few teens off the streets and now is basically running a mansion. There isn't a kid she hasn't met that she didn't love and they all love her too. So we bring our leftovers because those children eat anything and everything."
"Wow, that's amazing. I wish I had that growing up," Mordred said and immediately regretted it. He didn't want Arthur and Merlin to feel sorry for him.
Far from it.
Feeling sorry wasn't sexy.
"What'd you mean?" Merlin asked coming around Arthur and placing his hand on Mordred's shoulder.
"Nothing really. Never knew my mum and my dad died when I was sixteen so yeah just bounced around until some relative decided to take me in and make me work like a servant for food and shelter. Eventually, I got a job and saved up to get my own place. Went to Uni and all that."
Mordred was afraid to look in Merlin's eyes because he didn't want to see pity there. When he chanced a glance, he was speechless to find nothing but awe.
"You did an amazing job taking care of yourself," he said and leaned down to kiss Mordred on the lips.
When they broke apart, Mordred nodded a thanks and bit his lower lip. "You both have been really kind to me. I had fun but I think it's time for me to go home. I have a few errands to run later-"
"Can we see you again?" Arthur asked and Mordred turned to look at Arthur while Merlin still leaned against Mordred's body. "Merlin is going to be extremely sad if we never see you again."
"Right, me." Merlin buried his nose in Mordred's hair and Mordred couldn't help it. He wrapped his arm around Merlin's waist and pulled him closer.
"Is it alright if we wait a couple of days. I've just got a few work projects to finish up and I don't want to get distracted-"
"Of course," Arthur said sounding hesitant but reassuring. "As long as you promise you'll come back to us."
"I'd like that…" Mordred said and he'd meant it. There were no pressing work projects; he simply needed time to work through what was happening with him. What was happening with them.
0-0
Merlin waited by the door as Mordred was about to say goodbye and kissed him again. He pressed Mordred against the wall and ground their hips together as his tongue darted in and out of Mordred's mouth.
"Merlin, let him go…" Arthur said softly raking his fingers through Merlin's hair. "He'll be back.
"But, I just wanted one more taste…" Merlin whined.
Arthur chuckled. "Apparently he's become quite fond of you," he said to Mordred.
"What about you?" Mordred breathed out as Merlin pressed his palm against Mordred's erection through his jeans. "Are you fond of me, as well?"
Merlin whimpered at Mordred's question and as Arthur closed the distance between them, he got out of the way.
It was absolutely mental. Arthur and Merlin lived in a nice two floor flat with a huge bed and even a big sofa in the living room but there they were, standing by the entrance door in the hallway, jeans and trousers down to their ankles rubbing up against each other.
Mordred reckoned it was because they didn't have any condoms on them right there and it was too much of an effort to go back up stairs; he found himself sandwiched between the two men again.
He was face-to-face with Arthur who had his hand wrapped around both their erections while Merlin's cock was pushing in and out from the tiny space between Mordred's thighs. Mordred kept leaning back to kiss Merlin while Arthur wanked them.
It was absolutely unreal, and probably one of the hottest experiences of his life.
By the time Mordred left their place, he was embarrassed, awestruck, and most definitely in need of another shower.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/691938.html. Thanks for reading
Author/Artist:
digthewriter
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Mordred, Merlin, Arthur
Word Count: 1285
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings/Content: Modern!AU / Threesome. Established Merlin/Arthur
Challenge/Summary: Mordred leans more about Merlin and Arthur and is only more attracted to them.
A/N: Unbetaed. Written for the SONG CHALLENGE prompt for
ficlet_zone: Song Titles: Red Hot Chili Peppers: Good Time Boys.
Merlin was right the shower did feel good. As the hot water poured over his neck and back, Mordred started to relax. Usually, he wasn't a long shower kind of person. He once dated a bloke that took at last two or three showers a day. And he loved drawing himself a bath.
He was very serious about pampering himself and Mordred never saw the point to it. He was always rushing to do whatever needed to be done.
But today? It felt different. It felt so right to be under this spray, let his fatigue from the night before wash away, and he closed his eyes-allowing himself to live a little in the memories of his experience.
0-0
As he dressed and arrived downstairs, Mordred was surprised to see the plethora of food laid out on the kitchen island.
"Didn't know what you wanted so I ordered some stuff and Merlin cook other stuff…" Arthur said standing up from his chair to greet Mordred.
Without any hesitation, Arthur pulled Mordred in for a hug and kissed his cheek. "We don't get a lot of overnight guests so…" he shrugged.
"He fancies you being here," Merlin said. "Giddy as a schoolgirl this one."
"Stop…" Arthur said throwing a piece of toast towards Merlin. "But please, stay and eat."
Mordred wanted to say that he didn't want to overstay his welcome but there was so much food on the table and he was starving. Besides, he had no idea what rich people did with leftover food. Was this all going to go in the rubbish bin if he didn't eat any of it?
"I'd love to," he said and took a seat across from Arthur and reluctantly started to help himself.
"Take whatever you want and if you don't like something, don't feel obligated to eat it," said Arthur.
"But make sure you taste it and not pile up your plate like this one. And force yourself to eat it," added Merlin.
"Are you calling me fat?" asked Arthur and Mordred nearly choked on the turkey sausage.
"You're not fat, Arthur. Not by a longshot," Mordred said quickly and hid his face behind the coffee mug. He closed his eyes as the aroma of the beans hit his senses and he felt like he was floating. He remembered Arthur's body from last night. His naked body on top of Mordred as Mordred traced the muscles on Arthur's back with his finger.
"See Mordred thinks I'm decent enough," Arthur teased pulling Merlin towards him and kissing Merlin on the lips.
"You're sexy beyond all reason. Yes, yes, we all know and love you for it."
Mordred smiled at how at ease they were with each other. He'd had a glimpse of this the night before and was so attracted to it and even now, it was hard to look away. Both Merlin and Arthur had a weird sort of energy around them - they were almost exactly the same but absolutely different as well.
Arthur was fit, blond, and looked like he could drink anyone under the table. Merlin was tall, lean, and kind of lanky with jet black hair and looked as though he could totally cheat you on a game of cards and look adorable doing it. And then there was Mordred.
What was it about him that they even liked?
0-0
After breakfast was over, Merlin packed everything in small containers and placed them in the fridge.
"We're going over to my sister's later and take all the food there. She's practically running a foster care and doesn't know how to cook." Arthur answered Mordred's question without him asking it.
"Oh? That's nice."
"Yeah, my sister's kind of a show off. She was running a program where she helped house a few teens off the streets and now is basically running a mansion. There isn't a kid she hasn't met that she didn't love and they all love her too. So we bring our leftovers because those children eat anything and everything."
"Wow, that's amazing. I wish I had that growing up," Mordred said and immediately regretted it. He didn't want Arthur and Merlin to feel sorry for him.
Far from it.
Feeling sorry wasn't sexy.
"What'd you mean?" Merlin asked coming around Arthur and placing his hand on Mordred's shoulder.
"Nothing really. Never knew my mum and my dad died when I was sixteen so yeah just bounced around until some relative decided to take me in and make me work like a servant for food and shelter. Eventually, I got a job and saved up to get my own place. Went to Uni and all that."
Mordred was afraid to look in Merlin's eyes because he didn't want to see pity there. When he chanced a glance, he was speechless to find nothing but awe.
"You did an amazing job taking care of yourself," he said and leaned down to kiss Mordred on the lips.
When they broke apart, Mordred nodded a thanks and bit his lower lip. "You both have been really kind to me. I had fun but I think it's time for me to go home. I have a few errands to run later-"
"Can we see you again?" Arthur asked and Mordred turned to look at Arthur while Merlin still leaned against Mordred's body. "Merlin is going to be extremely sad if we never see you again."
"Right, me." Merlin buried his nose in Mordred's hair and Mordred couldn't help it. He wrapped his arm around Merlin's waist and pulled him closer.
"Is it alright if we wait a couple of days. I've just got a few work projects to finish up and I don't want to get distracted-"
"Of course," Arthur said sounding hesitant but reassuring. "As long as you promise you'll come back to us."
"I'd like that…" Mordred said and he'd meant it. There were no pressing work projects; he simply needed time to work through what was happening with him. What was happening with them.
0-0
Merlin waited by the door as Mordred was about to say goodbye and kissed him again. He pressed Mordred against the wall and ground their hips together as his tongue darted in and out of Mordred's mouth.
"Merlin, let him go…" Arthur said softly raking his fingers through Merlin's hair. "He'll be back.
"But, I just wanted one more taste…" Merlin whined.
Arthur chuckled. "Apparently he's become quite fond of you," he said to Mordred.
"What about you?" Mordred breathed out as Merlin pressed his palm against Mordred's erection through his jeans. "Are you fond of me, as well?"
Merlin whimpered at Mordred's question and as Arthur closed the distance between them, he got out of the way.
It was absolutely mental. Arthur and Merlin lived in a nice two floor flat with a huge bed and even a big sofa in the living room but there they were, standing by the entrance door in the hallway, jeans and trousers down to their ankles rubbing up against each other.
Mordred reckoned it was because they didn't have any condoms on them right there and it was too much of an effort to go back up stairs; he found himself sandwiched between the two men again.
He was face-to-face with Arthur who had his hand wrapped around both their erections while Merlin's cock was pushing in and out from the tiny space between Mordred's thighs. Mordred kept leaning back to kiss Merlin while Arthur wanked them.
It was absolutely unreal, and probably one of the hottest experiences of his life.
By the time Mordred left their place, he was embarrassed, awestruck, and most definitely in need of another shower.
This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/691938.html. Thanks for reading