Kink Me! #23
Kink Me! #23
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Warnings: Spoilers for season 4, non con, incest, kidnapping, violence
He didn’t feel anything for awhile, but his next sensation was of moving very quickly, of wind blowing through his hair. He wasn’t on a horse, that he was certain of; it wasn’t that sensation at all. But he heard loud whoosh, whoosh sounds, as if from a huge raptor-like bird, and felt that his skin wasn’t exposed to the air anymore, he was covered with soft cloth, and someone had a gentle hand on his back, steadying him, and it felt like, it had to feel like what it must feel like to fly. And then his senses dimmed once more.
Arthur opened his eyes once again to find himself laying on his back, looking up at the sky, and the sky was moving. No, that wasn’t right. He was moving, and he was covered with a blanket and in terrible pain, all of his muscles, his legs, his shoulders, his back, were twitching, spasming, and felt like they were waking up from the worst onset of muscle cramps he’d ever had, the most uncomfortable, prickling, pins and needles feeling of his life. Somehow, though, that was all right. The burning pain between his legs… that only shamed him. He concentrated hard on focusing on where he was, tipped his head back slightly, and saw….Leon, knight captain, his face grim, holding two ends of what must be a stretcher, the stretcher he was laying on. He tipped his chin down and recognized Percival’s exceptional height and broad shoulders and back, holding what must be the other end of the stretcher.
They were his knights. They must be bringing him home.
His ordeal was ended.
He moved just his eyes slightly to his right, and saw…Merlin, keeping pace beside his stretcher with long strides. Merlin had his head down, but Arthur could see him in profile. He looked chiseled from stone. Merlin had never looked so intense, so darkly disturbed, so upset in all the time Arthur had known him.
Arthur closed his eyes and lost himself once again to welcome unawareness.
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