Letting Go (Merlin, Arthur/Merlin, Insecurity, Tops/Bottoms, Overwhelm-ed-ness, BDSM) 4/4heeroluvaMay 12 2011, 23:20:10 UTC
“You were so good for me, Arthur. So good. You finally gave it all up, gave it all to me.”
Arthur couldn’t fight the blush, hadn’t even realized, hadn’t thought of any of it. He’d been in another place where only Merlin mattered. He yelped as he was sudden on the floor on his feet, spreadeagle, the mouths back on his tortured nipples.
“Merlin,” he cried.
“We have the whole day for once. Did you think I was done with you already? Now, no talking, but feel free to make as much noise as you want.”
Why would he make no-His train of thought was cut off as the sharp snap of a whip made him jump and tense. Again and again it happened, and it wasn’t until he finally relaxed that the whip fit flesh, instantly drawing a bright red welt to the surface-though it hadn’t drawn blood-and a started cry from his mouth as his knees went weak. His cock was instantly hard against his belly, and Arthur cursed himself, having hoped that Merlin had forgotten the conversation where he told Merlin why he tried to avoid public lashing. It was unseemly for a prince to get an erection in the middle of a punishment. As the next lash hit, hot and hard and fast all remaining thought was driven from his head and all he could do was feel.
Arthur couldn’t fight the blush, hadn’t even realized, hadn’t thought of any of it. He’d been in another place where only Merlin mattered. He yelped as he was sudden on the floor on his feet, spreadeagle, the mouths back on his tortured nipples.
“Merlin,” he cried.
“We have the whole day for once. Did you think I was done with you already? Now, no talking, but feel free to make as much noise as you want.”
Why would he make no-His train of thought was cut off as the sharp snap of a whip made him jump and tense. Again and again it happened, and it wasn’t until he finally relaxed that the whip fit flesh, instantly drawing a bright red welt to the surface-though it hadn’t drawn blood-and a started cry from his mouth as his knees went weak. His cock was instantly hard against his belly, and Arthur cursed himself, having hoped that Merlin had forgotten the conversation where he told Merlin why he tried to avoid public lashing. It was unseemly for a prince to get an erection in the middle of a punishment. As the next lash hit, hot and hard and fast all remaining thought was driven from his head and all he could do was feel.
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