Fic: Adventures in Fur 4/4

Dec 05, 2011 13:57

Here's the last part. Toward the end I was going to do more, but then it slowly changed as I was writing it, so there might be a chance of doing a sequel to this. And if so, they won't be just cats in the fic....

Anywho, here's the fic. Enjoy! ♥

Adventures in Fur 4/4
Author: lunadeath02
Rating: PG-15 to R (most likely R)
Notes: written for skuares (Another kitty gif at end)
Warnings: cats "mating", or more or less showing whose dominant, and then again when they're humans...
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters, I'm only having fun.

**


Merlin woke up warm, the sun from his window beaming down on him, and wet-Arthur was giving him a tongue bath, again.

'Must you?' he asked, groggy. He yawned, tongue curled and pink.

'As I have said before, I can't help it,' Arthur said. 'Maybe it's because you don't seem to know how to bathe yourself, so my instinct is to help you in that.'

'I can bathe myself just fine,' Merlin grumped. 'I can bathe you, in fact,' he added, and then proceeded to do just that.

They licked and cleaned each other for who knew how long. Merlin was now sporting a crazy hair-do thanks to Arthur licking his fur in the wrong direction, and his ears had never been given such attention before now. Every time Arthur's tongue was in his ear, Merlin cringed and allowed it for a few seconds before shaking his head in slight annoyance. Yet, he kept on letting Arthur lick his face and ears until he felt a bit soggy.

It wasn't long until their cleaning session turned into play fighting. Lying on their sides, facing each other, the teeth came out, as well as grabbling and kicking each other with their hind legs. They wrestled on the bed like that for a few minutes until Arthur got the upper hand and pounced on top of him. Arthur, most of his body on Merlin, continued to play bite and wrestle while Merlin struggled below, trying to give as much as he got. It didn't take long for Arthur to be nearly squashing Merlin underneath him, lightly grabbing hold of Merlin's throat by the teeth. Merlin surrendered, knowing sadly that he wasn't the dominant male here.

'Giving up so soon, Merlin?' Arthur teased, still squashing him with his weight. Arthur was indeed a strong and muscular cat.

'Like I have a choice,' Merlin grumbled. He growled low in his throat to emphasis his displeasure. The tip of his tail thrashed about as well as he stared up at the orange tabby.

'Good to know you understand just who the dominate one is around here. I'd have thought you'd be just as disrespectful as you are when human.'

'Have you not been paying attention?' Merlin huffed. 'I've been fighting back instead of just letting you lord over me right away. Next time I may just win.'

'Ha!' Arthur scoffed. He pounced on top of Merlin again when Merlin tried to sit up. Merlin ended up lying flat on his paws, belly pressed to the bed. 'I highly doubt you'll win next time as well.' To emphasis his point, Arthur nipped at the back of Merlin's head.

'Don't underestimate me, sire,' Merlin said. He tried to lift Arthur off him, but Arthur didn't want any of it. He wanted Merlin to admit he was the dominate male, so his instincts kicked in: he gripped Merlin's nape with his teeth and straddled his rump.

'Now who is the dominant one?' Arthur hissed.

Merlin struggled under him, trying to roll them both over, but Arthur was still the stronger one. Merlin was unfortunately rather skinny, mostly sleek fur and wiry muscles. Arthur was huskier and larger, and using that to his advantage. Merlin was getting nowhere.

'Let me up!' Merlin huffed. 'I'm not a female cat!'

'Now that would be rich,' Arthur chuckled between his teeth. 'You as my queen… you do get the reference, Merlin? A female cat is called-'

'Yes, I got it,' Merlin growled. He tried to flip Arthur over again, but with no luck.

The significance of their position struck them, but Arthur still didn't move. Merlin was stubborn and didn't want to give Arthur the satisfaction of winning his authority so quickly. They stayed like that for who knew how long, Merlin's tail twitching rapidly beneath Arthur's crouched rear.

He thought for sure that Arthur was going to let him go after he'd gone a little slack; instead, Merlin suddenly felt a sharp pinch-like pain when Arthur actually started to penetrate him.

Merlin let out a long mew, both in irritation and embarrassment, which turned into a snarl and a hiss when Arthur pushed the rest of the way inside. He wiggled to free himself, but Arthur held fast. After a few more quick, hard jabs, Arthur finally pulled out. It stung. Merlin turned and swiped Arthur on the nose for it.

'Arse!' Merlin hissed.

'Maybe now you'll understand that I am, and always will be, the more dominate male here, and next time you won't be so insubordinate and listen to your King.' Arthur lifted his hind leg and began licking his still erect penis.

'If I always listened to my king,' Merlin said, gently cleaning his sore rear, 'then we'd be dead long ago.'

Arthur growled and proceeded to chase Merlin around the room, Merlin hissing and growling. Arthur ended up chasing him straight out of the bedroom and into the living area of Merlin's quarters. Luckily in their roughhousing they didn't break anything vital, but they did knock over a chair before Merlin accidentally smacked sideways into his bookshelf. He only rattled it, and his head. A little injured, in pride more than anything physical, Merlin shook his head and twitched his large ears. Arthur wasted no time and tackled him to the floor.

Merlin cried out, and then laid there on his back, paws up and belly exposed before his king. Arthur loomed over him, ears flat against his skull, whiskers back, and tail thrashing about across the floor.

'Do you yield?' Arthur said.

Loath as he was to admit it, Merlin could do nothing but yield before his king. He was indeed much stronger than him. For a split second Merlin thought about using his magic in order to obtain the domineering role, but he had promised Arthur years ago that he would never use his magic forcefully against him unless strictly necessary.

Merlin lowered his green-blue eyes in subordination and began to purr, quickly saying, 'Yes, my King, I yield…'

Arthur then grabbed onto the back of Merlin's head with a curled paw and pulled him forward for a good lick and nibble. Merlin's purring only became louder the more his king bathed him.

'You have no idea just how lucky you are to have me as your sovereign, Merlin,' Arthur said, and Merlin was pleased to hear a hint of a purr coming from him, too.

'Yes, sire,' Merlin said.

After a while, they made their way back into Merlin's sleeping quarters and on the bed, curled up, purring, and happy. They slept.

**

Two hours later, Gaius came up to give them the good news: he'd found the spell that would transform them back to humans. He found them on Merlin's bed, curled up together sleeping. He was almost afraid to disturb them.

He gave them another hour of rest before coming back in and sitting on the edge of the bed. Gaius first laid a gentle hand on Merlin, scratching him between the shoulder blades and then petting him down his back. Instinctually, Merlin uncurled and stretched, his body becoming a long, slinky thing. Gaius petted his stomach and said softly, "Merlin?"

Merlin let out a soft trill, part purr and part meow. His eyes opened into slits and his gaze fell on Gaius' kind face. He chirped in sleepy greeting, then stretched again, his front paws curling against his chest.

"Awake yet?" Gaius chuckled. "I found the counter-curse that'll change you and Arthur back into humans. Would you like it now or should I come back later?"

Merlin stood and arched his back in a stretch, yawning. Magically he wrote in the air between them:

You really found it? That's good to hear.

"You don't sound very happy about it, or is it because you can't express it well in writing?"

No, I'm still just waking up. Merlin purred and bumped his forehead against Gaius' hand. It was nice laying here curled around Arthur, though. I'm almost sad to be returning to normal, because I might not get to do this again.

"I'm sure if you ask Arthur nicely…"

Merlin shook his head as if he were trying to dislodge a sand flea. I doubt Arthur would be willing to cuddle with his manservant. It's best if we were back to being humans, though.

"Maybe you two could do this on off days?" Gaius suggested. He understood Merlin's feelings, even if Merlin himself didn't want to think too hard on them.

Maybe…

Arthur then chose that moment to wake up.

'Good morning, Gaius.' Arthur said, forgetting Gaius couldn't hear him except for a soft meowing noise.

Arthur says good morning. Merlin told Gaius.

"Yes, I got the gist," Gaius chuckled. He patted Arthur on the head and then down his body, but when his fingers got too close to Arthur's tail, Arthur turned his head and gave a warning nip to his hand. Gaius retracted his hand right away. "Right, good morning to you too, sire. I have the spell to turn you two back to normal. Just a moment…"

Gaius then produced a piece of old parchment with the spell written out on it. He laid it flat on the bed before Merlin to show him. Merlin bowed his head over the parchment to read. It was a little harder to understand the scribblings as a cat, but his brain slowly processed it.

Okay, I got it. Merlin told Gaius. He turned to face Arthur. 'Ready, sire?'

'Very,' Arthur said. 'I'm getting hungry and the last thing I want to do is fight the cook for my breakfast this morning.'

'Of course,' Merlin chuckled. 'I forgot that you're quite cranky when you don't eat your breakfast…' Merlin ducked Arthur's swat. 'Do you want to stay a cat, sire? Because I could just turn myself human and leave you with fur and whiskers…'

'All right, I'm sorry,' Arthur huffed. 'Now get a move on!'

Merlin concentrated with all his might, eyes fixed on Arthur. He said the spell in his head, and it only took the one try before they were growing and changing. Gaius stood to give them more room, seeing how Merlin's bed still wasn't very big, and soon there were two grown human beings sitting in the middle of Merlin's bed.

"It's about time," Arthur griped. "I have to overlook the knights today… and then we have an audience with a few farmers…"

Merlin stood with his king, and then noticed that he hadn't actually concentrated hard enough on the spell as he'd thought he had. His eyes fell on a long, orange appendage twitching side to side from behind Arthur. A tail.

Merlin muffled his laugh with a hand, his mind considering if he should tell Arthur about it or not, or if he should just secretly make it disappear.

Gaius noticed and raised an eyebrow at him, and Merlin shrugged and quickly followed Arthur out, not wanting to get into anything with his old mentor just yet. It wasn't until they nearly reached Arthur's rooms when Merlin decided to get rid of the tail. It wouldn't do to have Arthur even angrier than he was now (not that he was that angry) before the day even begun. Unfortunately, George was in the hallway when he'd done the spell and saw him. George then dropped the platter of food in his horror, and turned and ran, like he normally did when he saw Merlin do magic.

Arthur knew about it too, and he whirled on Merlin, eyebrows furrowed.

"What have I told you about doing magic in front of George? Now look at what happened to my breakfast!"

"If you wanted to keep the tail you only had to say so," Merlin shot back. It took Arthur by surprise and Merlin used that to his advantage to escape his moody king.

**

Days went by without much incident. They both remembered when Arthur had to demonstrate his superiority over Merlin when they were cats, even if they tried to ignore it. Merlin swore he could still feel the sharp pang of the penetration and then the sting when Arthur had pulled out. Merlin had tried to bring up the topic a few times, wanting to know if Arthur wouldn't mind becoming cats again purely for the sake of cuddling together on the bed, but he'd lose his nerve every time.

Until one day, when Merlin was in Arthur's chambers overseeing the preparations of the anniversary of the lift on the magic ban, Arthur startled him when he pulled him into a sudden hug. Merlin squeaked in his surprise.

"What was that for?" he asked.

Arthur shrugged. "I just felt like it. Is there a problem with that?"

"Oh, no. Of course not, sire. It's just so unlike you lately I thought maybe you've gone mad or something."

Arthur pulled Merlin into his arms again and kissed him. Merlin gasped in his mouth in shock, but he didn't fight it; not at all. Merlin wrapped his arms around his king's shoulders and kissed back just as fiercely.

"I had this question that I've been meaning to ask…" Merlin said, before Arthur dove in for another kiss.

"Yes?" Arthur nuzzled.

"Well… would it be okay if we got back to the cuddling? I mean, we could become cats again to do it if it makes you feel more comfortable…"

"I wouldn't mind too terribly if we were cats again some time, but we don't need to be cats in order to… well…"

"Cuddle?" Merlin supplied.

"Yes, that. We also don't need to be cats in order for me to assert my dominance over your arse."

Merlin went crimson. "Er, yes, sire. If His Majesty would like-"

"Bed," Arthur ordered. "Now."

"But the ceremony…"

"We'll celebrate it our way first, then the more proper way… and then our way again."

"Sounds good to me," Merlin grinned.

**

Arthur did indeed keep his promise to show Merlin his dominance, but in a less painful manner than before. After the celebrations were over, they did more consummating on Arthur's bed, Arthur biting the nape of Merlin's neck in the process. Merlin rewarded his king's animalistic behavior with reaching his climax.

The next morning, George came in to deliver the king's breakfast. Upon seeing Merlin float Arthur's tunic toward the bed, George let out a very unmanly, startled shriek and dropped the breakfast tray again. This time Merlin quickly saved the breakfast from meeting the floor, letting Arthur's tunic drop instead, and floated the food back onto its tray and then onto the table.

"We really should have a talk with him," Merlin said.

"Some other time," Arthur said. "Right now, I want you to service your king." He pulled the covers off to show his court sorcerer just how in need of him he was.

"Yes," Merlin agreed, settling between his king's legs. "As His Majesty wishes."

The End.




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