[fic] merlin/arthur "keep it secret"
Title: Keep it Secret
Fandom: Merlin
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur, Arthur/Gwen
Rating: FRM
Author: glitterisblue
Spoilers: General S1
Warnings: UNBETA'D
A/N: I'm planning this as a series... I'm trying to get back into writing, so be gentle with me! This started out as a prompt fic I wrote for thisissirius an age and a half ago!
Summary: Merlin knows that what they are doing is wrong. Arthur has a girlfriend, Gwen, who is also Merlin’s friend and the first person who was kind to him when he started at Camelot’s prestigious Kings Academy. But Arthur has always had an air of royalty around him and acts like he is entitled to anything he pleases.
He's pushed up against the side of a building, the bricks are cold against his body and he shivers, it isn’t from the cold. Merlin's breath catches as Arthur leans in, the young Pendragon's body warm pressed against his own. When Arthur's lips meet his own, they are tentative at first and then demanding as Arthur flicks out his tongue demanding entrance to Merlin's mouth and Merlin can do nothing but submit. Merlin can feel Arthur's arousal hard, pressing into him and his tongue it battling with Arthur's. He can feel Arthur's hand move to his pants and Arthur cups Merlin gently and Merlin moans into Arthur's mouth.
Arthur moves to Merlin's neck, nipping at the skin and Merlin's head falls back and hits the bricks with a thud, but Arthur pops open the button of Merlin's jeans and Merlin forgets about the pain as Arthur slides his hand past Merlin's boxers to his aching cock.
And suddenly it’s all gone; the mouth at his neck and the hand down his pants. Merlin opens his eyes, dazed and tries to orient himself. He sees Arthur at the entrance to the alleyway with Gwen and can hear fragments of their conversation. 'fresh air... idiot... pissed...' and reality comes crashing down around him as he watches Arthur kiss his girlfriend on the lips softly and then murmurs something that Merlin can't quite catch. Gwen smiles happily before glancing down the alleyway to Merlin and he can see the sympathy in her eyes before she returns to the pub. Arthur glances back at Merlin, expression unreadable, before he heads in the same direction as Gwen and Merlin can hear loud music as the door opens before its muffled again and Merlin is left with his own thoughts, alone in an alleyway and his pants undone.
Taking a few deep breathes; Merlin does up his pants and collects himself before making his way back to the pub.
As he slides back into the booth next to Morgana, he catches the end of Gwen’s story, Merlin watches as Arthur slips his arm around Gwen as she laughs with Morgana. His eyes catch Arthur's they simply stare at each other before Arthur breaks eye contact and focuses on Gwen once more.
Merlin knows that what they are doing is wrong. Arthur has a girlfriend, Gwen, who is also Merlin’s friend and the first person who was kind to him when he started at Camelot’s prestigious Kings Academy. But Arthur has always had an air of royalty around him and acts like he is entitled to anything he pleases.
Merlin never imagined he would be in a ‘thing’, an adulterous ‘thing’ with Arthur Pendragon to say the least. When they first met at sixteen the two boys had clashed and Merlin spent the beginning of his secondary school career avoiding Arthur Pendragon, which had proved easier said than done.
Merlin shifted his focus to Gwen, she had been his best friend for years, she was also at Kings Academy on scholarship took Merlin under her wing. He wonders sometimes if he and Arthur were destined to be. Merlin had quickly learnt that Gwen’s circle of friends included Morgana La Fey, Arthur’s step-sister, thrusting Merlin and Arthur into the same social situations, and over time they forged a mutual friendship.
The first time it happens it is the night of their graduation party. The party is filled with people who are intoxicated and high on adrenaline, excitement and a little bit of fear. Merlin watches his classmates, his eyes a little heavy from the beer he has consumed. Gwen is standing in the corner giggling with Morgana, Merlin watches as Arthur sneaks up behind them scaring them before kissing Gwen. If Merlin is honest with himself, he knows that he is attracted to Arthur; he’d have to be blind and straight not to notice how attractive the so called “crown prince” of Kings is. He tears his eyes away from his two friends, he’s happy for them, mostly because Arthur isn’t as big a prat as he could be when he’s with Gwen.
Merlin spends most of the night talking to Will, who’s always liked Merlin. With the alcohol fuelling him, Merlin leans a little closer and touches Will casually on the arm, he leans closer still and is pulled away and finds Gwen staring at him questioningly. She doesn’t say anything but pulls him over to where Arthur is slumped on a couch. “He’s smashed, can you take him home?” Merlin glances back to Will who is watching, before turning back to Gwen and Arthur, who is attempting to stand up,
“Sure” Merlin hoists Arthur up from the couch and helps him out of the house shrugging and mouthing ‘sorry’ to Will as they leave.
The first time it happens Merlin is drunk and he regrets it straight away. Arthur is leaning on him, deciding to let Merlin carry most of his weight. They make it back to Arthur’s easily enough, but as Merlin gets Arthur to his room n the weight on his shoulder suddenly lifts and he finds himself pinned to Arthur's bed. Arthur is heavy and Merlin wonders if he is imagining Arthur hard against him. He doesn’t have to wonder very long when Arthur leans down and kisses him, lips soft against his own and Merlin responds instinctively, his hips thrusting up making Arthur groan into his mouth. The kissing becomes frantic and Arthur is rubbing against Merlin hard. In the back of his mind Merlin’s conscience is telling him what a bad idea this is, that Gwen is Arthurs girlfriend, that Arthur is straight, and then Arthur bites his neck and Merlin pushes the thoughts from his head. When Arthur comes he stares straight into Merlin’s eyes before Arthur moving off Merlin and falling asleep.
Merlin is laying on Arthur’s bed, half hard and fully clothed, the only thought running through his head, ‘shit’.
Arthur doesn’t mention anything the next day, Arthur seems to go on with life as normal and Merlin wonders if he has imagined it all, but then his hand reaches up and can feel the bite imprint in his neck and a shiver of arousal hits him. He lets go of his own neck and when he looks up he can feel it before he sees it, Arthur’s gaze on him, his eyes dark.
Merlin knows he didn’t imagine it.