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Title: Snapshots (14/15)
Author: bunnysworld
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Spoilers: No spoilers
Warnings: modern non-magic AU, Fluff, h/c, angst, romance, drama
Word Count: 16600 and some
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the boys aren’t mine. Just took them out to play a little. I give them back unharmed - if I have to. Own nothing, no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: This is the sequel to Super Bowl Sunday
Thanks to the wonderful tambear13 for betaing. All mistakes that are still in there are completely totally and utterly my own. If you find them, you’re welcome to give them a new home at your place. Any medical faults are entirely my own, too.
This story is completely my friend D’s fault, who demanded a sequel to Super Bowl Sunday
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
When he woke the next morning, he found Merlin in the seating area, a concentrated frown on his face while he read the instruction manual and tried out different functions of the camera.
“Good morning.” Arthur yawned.
“Morning.” Merlin beamed excitedly, a look Arthur had really missed in the past months. “I know what we’re going to do today!”
“I had planned for a day in a deck-chair under a sunshade on the beach.”
“Nonsense!” Merlin jumped up. “You are going to model for me!”
And that was how they spent the day. Merlin trying out his new camera, which he found surprisingly easy to handle as he didn’t get tired of mentioning and Arthur trying to follow the instructions but goofing off most of the time, pulling faces, deliberately messing up the positions Merlin put him in.
Laughing, they fell into the sand under the large parasol and all of a sudden, Arthur had Merlin on him, kissing him frantically, his hand in Arthur’s hair, sucking on his tongue, biting at his lip.
“Merlin,” Arthur panted out when Merlin turned his attention to his neck, kissing and licking there.
“Yeah?”
“If you don’t cut that out, I’m going to ravish you right here and now.”
Merlin pulled back and grinned. “That’s what I was hoping for.” He moved a bit and started kissing down Arthur’s chest.
“Merlin...we don’t have...” Arthur moaned when he felt Merlin’s tongue on his nipple.
Merlin got up on his knees, reached over to the additional towels they brought and pulled out a little tube of lube. “Yes, we do.”
“Sneaky. I like it.” Arthur grinned and pulled Merlin down onto him again, rolling them over, so Merlin was on his back. He took his time to explore Merlin’s body all anew. He slowly pulled Merlin’s shirt over his head, for the first time getting a good look at the scars on his side and down his arm to his left hand. They’d healed up nicely, just silvery lines on Merlin’s skin now. Arthur kissed each and every one of them and loved how Merlin squirmed under him.
Then he concentrated on Merlin’s neck, kissing, licking, biting until Merlin moaned loudly.
“Noisy as ever.” He smiled against Merlin’s collarbone.
Merlin arched up to urge him on. “And you like it.”
“Love it!” With that Arthur gave Merlin’s nipples his full attention and was only satisfied when they were all hard and perking up. Then he licked down Merlin’s chest to tease his navel with his tongue.
Merlin moaned when Arthur reached for the tube, coated his fingers with lube and touched him. “Arthur.”
But Arthur didn’t want to rush this and took his time to make sure Merlin was relaxed enough.
Groaning, Merlin shoved at his shoulder. “Turn over.”
Arthur let him shove him onto his back and grinned up at Merlin who straddled him. With his hands on Merlin’s thighs, Arthur watched as Merlin slid down on his cock. “Fuck!”
“That’s what they call it.” Merlin squeezed his eyes shut and grunted, probably having gone a bit too fast.
He slapped Merlin’s thigh playfully and reached for the tube. “More of this?”
Merlin breathed deeply a couple of times and then shook his head. “No...wanna feel you.” He looked at Arthur again as he started to move, very slowly at first as if trying to get used to it again.
Arthur slid his hands up Merlin’s sides, teasing his nipples with the pads of his thumbs, feeling them harden again and Merlin started to pant. A groan escaped him when Merlin moved faster and squeezed his dick with his muscles.
When Merlin arched into Arthur’s touches and his head rolled back, Arthur reached for his cock and started to stroke lightly. “So beautiful,” he whispered
Merlin smiled at him lazily for a moment and then started to ride him in earnest, drawing grunt after grunt from Arthur as he tried to pound into him from below, trying to match his every move. He was close already and Merlin knew him too well to not notice. So he leaned forward and kissed Arthur, licking at his lips, pulling his lower lip between his teeth, breathing “Arthur.”
Hardly being able to move in this position, one of his hands trapped between their bodies, Arthur just rocked against Merlin. His free hand slid up Merlin’s back to grab his hair. “Going to...”
“Yeah,” Merlin breathed against his neck where he was busy sucking up a mark. “Fill me, claim me, make me yours again.”
Arthur groaned out Merlin’s name as he came just as Merlin spilled between them.
As they lay in the sand, trying to catch their breaths, Arthur felt Merlin giggle against his shoulder.
“What’s so funny?”
Merlin put a kiss on his heated skin. “How long do you think it’ll take us to get the sand out of all the....places?”
On to the last part
Author: bunnysworld
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Spoilers: No spoilers
Warnings: modern non-magic AU, Fluff, h/c, angst, romance, drama
Word Count: 16600 and some
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, the boys aren’t mine. Just took them out to play a little. I give them back unharmed - if I have to. Own nothing, no copyright infringement intended.
Summary: This is the sequel to Super Bowl Sunday
Thanks to the wonderful tambear13 for betaing. All mistakes that are still in there are completely totally and utterly my own. If you find them, you’re welcome to give them a new home at your place. Any medical faults are entirely my own, too.
This story is completely my friend D’s fault, who demanded a sequel to Super Bowl Sunday
Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
Part 7
Part 8
Part 9
Part 10
Part 11
Part 12
Part 13
When he woke the next morning, he found Merlin in the seating area, a concentrated frown on his face while he read the instruction manual and tried out different functions of the camera.
“Good morning.” Arthur yawned.
“Morning.” Merlin beamed excitedly, a look Arthur had really missed in the past months. “I know what we’re going to do today!”
“I had planned for a day in a deck-chair under a sunshade on the beach.”
“Nonsense!” Merlin jumped up. “You are going to model for me!”
And that was how they spent the day. Merlin trying out his new camera, which he found surprisingly easy to handle as he didn’t get tired of mentioning and Arthur trying to follow the instructions but goofing off most of the time, pulling faces, deliberately messing up the positions Merlin put him in.
Laughing, they fell into the sand under the large parasol and all of a sudden, Arthur had Merlin on him, kissing him frantically, his hand in Arthur’s hair, sucking on his tongue, biting at his lip.
“Merlin,” Arthur panted out when Merlin turned his attention to his neck, kissing and licking there.
“Yeah?”
“If you don’t cut that out, I’m going to ravish you right here and now.”
Merlin pulled back and grinned. “That’s what I was hoping for.” He moved a bit and started kissing down Arthur’s chest.
“Merlin...we don’t have...” Arthur moaned when he felt Merlin’s tongue on his nipple.
Merlin got up on his knees, reached over to the additional towels they brought and pulled out a little tube of lube. “Yes, we do.”
“Sneaky. I like it.” Arthur grinned and pulled Merlin down onto him again, rolling them over, so Merlin was on his back. He took his time to explore Merlin’s body all anew. He slowly pulled Merlin’s shirt over his head, for the first time getting a good look at the scars on his side and down his arm to his left hand. They’d healed up nicely, just silvery lines on Merlin’s skin now. Arthur kissed each and every one of them and loved how Merlin squirmed under him.
Then he concentrated on Merlin’s neck, kissing, licking, biting until Merlin moaned loudly.
“Noisy as ever.” He smiled against Merlin’s collarbone.
Merlin arched up to urge him on. “And you like it.”
“Love it!” With that Arthur gave Merlin’s nipples his full attention and was only satisfied when they were all hard and perking up. Then he licked down Merlin’s chest to tease his navel with his tongue.
Merlin moaned when Arthur reached for the tube, coated his fingers with lube and touched him. “Arthur.”
But Arthur didn’t want to rush this and took his time to make sure Merlin was relaxed enough.
Groaning, Merlin shoved at his shoulder. “Turn over.”
Arthur let him shove him onto his back and grinned up at Merlin who straddled him. With his hands on Merlin’s thighs, Arthur watched as Merlin slid down on his cock. “Fuck!”
“That’s what they call it.” Merlin squeezed his eyes shut and grunted, probably having gone a bit too fast.
He slapped Merlin’s thigh playfully and reached for the tube. “More of this?”
Merlin breathed deeply a couple of times and then shook his head. “No...wanna feel you.” He looked at Arthur again as he started to move, very slowly at first as if trying to get used to it again.
Arthur slid his hands up Merlin’s sides, teasing his nipples with the pads of his thumbs, feeling them harden again and Merlin started to pant. A groan escaped him when Merlin moved faster and squeezed his dick with his muscles.
When Merlin arched into Arthur’s touches and his head rolled back, Arthur reached for his cock and started to stroke lightly. “So beautiful,” he whispered
Merlin smiled at him lazily for a moment and then started to ride him in earnest, drawing grunt after grunt from Arthur as he tried to pound into him from below, trying to match his every move. He was close already and Merlin knew him too well to not notice. So he leaned forward and kissed Arthur, licking at his lips, pulling his lower lip between his teeth, breathing “Arthur.”
Hardly being able to move in this position, one of his hands trapped between their bodies, Arthur just rocked against Merlin. His free hand slid up Merlin’s back to grab his hair. “Going to...”
“Yeah,” Merlin breathed against his neck where he was busy sucking up a mark. “Fill me, claim me, make me yours again.”
Arthur groaned out Merlin’s name as he came just as Merlin spilled between them.
As they lay in the sand, trying to catch their breaths, Arthur felt Merlin giggle against his shoulder.
“What’s so funny?”
Merlin put a kiss on his heated skin. “How long do you think it’ll take us to get the sand out of all the....places?”
On to the last part