Merlin (BBC) Anonymous Kink Meme

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MERLIN KINK MEME

Here it is folks, the first Merlin Kink Meme (that I know about.)

THE RULES
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The belt clanks to the floor and Arthur hisses, then another blow, but this one feels different. This one comes from Arthur's own hand. Merlin tries twisting his head away from Arthur's blood, spitting it out, but Arthur clamps down harder, hand sliding blood across Merlin's lips, so Merlin bites down harder. Arthur makes a strangled cry, then starts hitting Merlin's ass over and over again until it's all one hot, numb blur. The blood flows into his mouth and he swallows and whimpers. And sucks. And arches his back, ass lifting toward Arthur's touch.

The blows pause. Then, Arthur tears his hand from Merlin's mouth and Merlin hears him stumble back. When Merlin looks over his shoulder, he sees Arthur clutching his hand, then he sees Arthur's eyes go very wide. And though Merlin's whole backside burns like it never has before, he cannot help wanting to push back. He wipes his bloody mouth on his sleeve, then says, "Is that all, my lord?"

"Have you learned your lesson?" Arthur says, but he sounds shaken.

"No, I don't think I have," Merlin says in the most insolent tone he can muster (considering how badly his voice quavers.) He turns around and places his hands flat on the table again, faces away from Arthur.

After a minute, Arthur's steps draw close, and light as a breeze, he touches Merlin's ass. He's tracing something, presumably a handprint and Merlin tries not to shiver. He fails.

"You're shaking," Arthur whispers.

"I'm cold."

"Liar," Arthur says. But he says it almost tenderly. "I know that you're a liar, Merlin." His fingertips drag down and in until he's cupping Merlin's balls. And squeezing. Viciously. "Admit that you've learned your lesson and I'll let you go."

In a high pitched voice, Merlin says, "What lesson is that?" He gets a smack across the ass for his attitude, then, Arthur is touching him again, smearing something wet. Sticky. Blood. Then, after a few seconds, he feels warm wetness drip onto the crack of his ass.

Then, Arthur clears his throat and spits, and that rolls down as well. "Say you're sorry, and I'll release you."

"I'm not sorry."

Arthur's voice grows rough and very low. "Tell me to let you go, right now, otherwise--"

Merlin looks over his shoulder and levels a look of 'I dare you' at Arthur. Arthur who's got a hand down his trousers and perhaps the guiltiest look Merlin's ever seen on him. Slowly and clearly, Merlin says, "I. Am. Not. Sorry."

Arthur's guilt morphs into... something else entirely. He pulls out his hard on, then he squeezes his palm, pulling open the wound and dripping blood down onto his cock. Merlin spits on two of his fingers then reaches back and tries stretching himself. Arthur strokes himself and watches, eyes blank but nodding approval. As Merlin tries for a third, Arthur smacks his hand away, and Merlin braces for the rough shove.

But it doesn't come. Arthur drags his cockhead up over Merlin's hole, catching on it for a second, then down again. Up and down. Up and down until Merlin groans and tries backing up. He gets a swift smack to the back of his head for that, and a "Hold still."

"Make me."

Another groan from Arthur. And then, then he finally penetrates Arthur. With a finger. A single finger. Merlin whines in frustration. "Say please," Arthur says, sweetly. When Merlin shakes his head, Arthur twists in two fingers, rougher this time, fucking in and out and Merlin clenches hard around them. Arthur says, "Say it."

"Please."

"I can't hear you."

"Please!"

"Please *what*?"

"Please sire. I've learned my lesson. I'm sorry. Please. Please just--"

"Please just *what*?"

"Please I need *more*." Three fingers now, and it burns. "Arthur, please, I need *you*."

"God," is all Arthur says, sounding like he's being choked. Then he's cramming the head of his cock inside Merlin. He stays there, just inside and blowing out short, measured puffs of air, like he does when he centers himself at a tourney. Then, he reaches under Merlin and grabs hold of his cock, starts stroking him with a blood-coated hand. Merlin clenches, and Arthur pops out, slides up between his cheeks, still stroking. "Come for me," Arthur says. "I order you to come for me."