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Title: Sometimes
Author: mabonwitch
Words: ~350
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: D/s, magical bondage, gags, biting, orgasm denial
Summary: Merlin takes what he wants from Arthur.
A/N: Could be read as a sequel to Gold on Gold
Sometimes, Merlin seduces Arthur into it. But not tonight.
Tonight, he just storms into the room and throws Arthur to the bed, the old magic of moving things with his mind still the easiest. There is a squawked protest of some sort before Merlin rips the clothes off them both and ties Arthur down. He brings Arthur to the brink with his mouth, first, devouring the musky, blood-hot taste of him. He pulls off and bites into Arthur's inner thighs, hard, savagely pleased with Arthur's shout and the way he arches into Merlin's mouth.
Merlin lets Arthur see his hungry grin as he moves to straddle Arthur's thighs. He doesn't give Arthur any warning, just stuffs himself down on Arthur's cock. Arthur barely chokes out a "Merlin, please," before Merlin gags him. He is in no mood to listen to Arthur whine.
Sometimes it's like this.
Arthur is tied, spread-eagled, to the bed by Merlin's magic. He tosses his head back and forth. Merlin watches him smugly as he rides Arthur's cock. Arthur's eyes flicker open and closed, flashes of blue swallowed each time it becomes too much for him. The restlessness of it, the silent begging, all shoot straight to Merlin's cock. Arthur's pupils are blown, sweat darkening his hair. Merlin feels in the clench of Arthur's legs under him how close he is and sends another lash of magic down, tight around Arthur. Arthur jerks against the new restraint, thrashes and keens.
Merlin smirks. "I could just leave you," he whispers, delighting in the panic and arousal that flash together across Arthur's face. He could draw it out, if he wanted. But his thighs are beginning to strain and tonight isn't about patience, anyway. This is about what he wants, not Arthur.
Merlin shifts the angle of his body, forcing Arthur's cock against that spot inside him. He licks his lips and drops his hand to his cock, working it quickly, racing toward completion. Arthur's face is beautifully wrecked, lips swollen from working around the gag of Merlin's magic, soaked with sweat. His eyes are locked on Merlin, hips snapping up into Merlin's thrust. "Mmm," Merlin hums, and comes.
When he's done, Merlin shifts his thighs, glorying in the tight arch of Arthur's body under him. He traces a finger through his come on Arthur's stomach, feeling the muscles contract under his touch. Smiling, Merlin brings his finger to his mouth and sucks the come off.
Arthur trembles.
Author: mabonwitch
Words: ~350
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: D/s, magical bondage, gags, biting, orgasm denial
Summary: Merlin takes what he wants from Arthur.
A/N: Could be read as a sequel to Gold on Gold
Sometimes, Merlin seduces Arthur into it. But not tonight.
Tonight, he just storms into the room and throws Arthur to the bed, the old magic of moving things with his mind still the easiest. There is a squawked protest of some sort before Merlin rips the clothes off them both and ties Arthur down. He brings Arthur to the brink with his mouth, first, devouring the musky, blood-hot taste of him. He pulls off and bites into Arthur's inner thighs, hard, savagely pleased with Arthur's shout and the way he arches into Merlin's mouth.
Merlin lets Arthur see his hungry grin as he moves to straddle Arthur's thighs. He doesn't give Arthur any warning, just stuffs himself down on Arthur's cock. Arthur barely chokes out a "Merlin, please," before Merlin gags him. He is in no mood to listen to Arthur whine.
Sometimes it's like this.
Arthur is tied, spread-eagled, to the bed by Merlin's magic. He tosses his head back and forth. Merlin watches him smugly as he rides Arthur's cock. Arthur's eyes flicker open and closed, flashes of blue swallowed each time it becomes too much for him. The restlessness of it, the silent begging, all shoot straight to Merlin's cock. Arthur's pupils are blown, sweat darkening his hair. Merlin feels in the clench of Arthur's legs under him how close he is and sends another lash of magic down, tight around Arthur. Arthur jerks against the new restraint, thrashes and keens.
Merlin smirks. "I could just leave you," he whispers, delighting in the panic and arousal that flash together across Arthur's face. He could draw it out, if he wanted. But his thighs are beginning to strain and tonight isn't about patience, anyway. This is about what he wants, not Arthur.
Merlin shifts the angle of his body, forcing Arthur's cock against that spot inside him. He licks his lips and drops his hand to his cock, working it quickly, racing toward completion. Arthur's face is beautifully wrecked, lips swollen from working around the gag of Merlin's magic, soaked with sweat. His eyes are locked on Merlin, hips snapping up into Merlin's thrust. "Mmm," Merlin hums, and comes.
When he's done, Merlin shifts his thighs, glorying in the tight arch of Arthur's body under him. He traces a finger through his come on Arthur's stomach, feeling the muscles contract under his touch. Smiling, Merlin brings his finger to his mouth and sucks the come off.
Arthur trembles.