ficlet: torn down the kingdom
Title: torn down the kingdom
Rating: NC-17
Genre(s): angst, porn
Word Count: 640
Pairing(s) / Character(s): Arthur/Merlin (Cenred/Merlin)
Warnings / Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin
Summary: Arthur can never forgive Cenred for touching what belongs to him. Written for thecheekydragon’s birthday!
“I will never forgive him.”
Merlin looks down at Arthur, into the angry storms of his eyes. Merlin’s hand brushes the blonde hair away from Arthur’s forehead to lay a single kiss there.
“It’s over,” he murmurs. “I’m safe.”
Arthur drags Merlin’s chin down and kisses him deeply, possessively, until Merlin is moaning against him, keening for breath.
“I will never,” Arthur growls roughly as he draws away, pressing their noses together, “forgive him.”
Before Merlin can soothe his fury, Arthur’s flipped him over so he lies beneath him, between his legs. Their naked bodies touch; Merlin bites down a moan as Arthur licks at his neck.
“You’re mine, Merlin.”
“Yes,” Merlin gasps as he inclines his head back into the pillows. Arthur’s lips travel further down, along his chest.
“No one can touch what’s mine, and you are mine.”
Merlin’s only response is heavy whimpering when Arthur takes a nipple between his teeth and begins to suck. Merlin cards his fingers through Arthur’s hair. “Arthur,” he whines, “please.”
Arthur pulls away and up Merlin’s chest again so they’re kissing, Arthur thrusting his tongue in and smothering Merlin with his body, his mouth, his smell. “Tell me you’re mine,” he orders, voice breaking as he hovers above Merlin with wild eyes. “Tell me that when Cenred touched you, you did everything you could to kill him, tell me-”
Merlin quiets Arthur with another hard kiss. He draws away only when their breaths are ragged. “You saved me, Arthur,” he whispers against Arthur’s jaw, their eyes holding one another. “You took me away before he could… before it got out of control. Believe me, Arthur, I am yours. I always have been and I always will be.”
It’s Merlin’s turn to roll Arthur over so he’s straddling his hips, sitting on him with an expression torn between fondness and lust. “I love you,” Merlin says as he slips a wet finger between his arse and presses in. “Now please, take me. Please.”
Arthur gazes upon Merlin for a moment - naked and above him, moving against his hand. Then, he’s sitting up, slicking his fingers with saliva, and sliding into his hole beside Merlin’s. Merlin’s breath catches. “Arthur.”
“I missed you,” Arthur says as they fuck Merlin open together, slowly. His voice is heavy with lust and bottled emotions. “I would have torn down the kingdom to find you.”
Merlin rests his forehead on Arthur’s and inhales deeply. A flash of pain and love, and whatever he’d wanted to say, is quickly wiped away by a moan that escapes his lips.
“That’s it,” Arthur murmurs as the pace of their fingers rise, his eyes watching Merlin’s face intently.
“I’m ready.” Merlin wraps his arms around Arthur’s neck and pulls him in for a kiss. “I want you inside of me,” he whispers against his mouth.
The oil has dripped all over the covers as Merlin sinks down on Arthur’s slicked, hard cock. It doesn’t take long for Merlin to adjust to the hugeness in his arse, and then he’s rising and falling, bouncing on Arthur and stuffing his cock in, in, making Merlin moan lewd things like fill me up, Arthur, I need you and always you, only you, more, please.
All Arthur can do is sit back and let Merlin cling on as he rides him rough, whispers back filthy nonsense like God, you’re so beautiful, Merlin, so hot and I’ll kill anyone who ever touches you, you’re mine, all mine.
Eventually, Arthur will come inside of Merlin, drops of white smeared down the side of his softening cock as his hands clench onto Merlin’s hips. Then, when Merlin whimpers in the back of his throat, Arthur will take Merlin’s neglected cock in his hand and bring him off, until come is spurting across his chest, and Merlin is moaning Arthur’s name loudly into the night.
Rating: NC-17
Genre(s): angst, porn
Word Count: 640
Pairing(s) / Character(s): Arthur/Merlin (Cenred/Merlin)
Warnings / Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin
Summary: Arthur can never forgive Cenred for touching what belongs to him. Written for thecheekydragon’s birthday!
“I will never forgive him.”
Merlin looks down at Arthur, into the angry storms of his eyes. Merlin’s hand brushes the blonde hair away from Arthur’s forehead to lay a single kiss there.
“It’s over,” he murmurs. “I’m safe.”
Arthur drags Merlin’s chin down and kisses him deeply, possessively, until Merlin is moaning against him, keening for breath.
“I will never,” Arthur growls roughly as he draws away, pressing their noses together, “forgive him.”
Before Merlin can soothe his fury, Arthur’s flipped him over so he lies beneath him, between his legs. Their naked bodies touch; Merlin bites down a moan as Arthur licks at his neck.
“You’re mine, Merlin.”
“Yes,” Merlin gasps as he inclines his head back into the pillows. Arthur’s lips travel further down, along his chest.
“No one can touch what’s mine, and you are mine.”
Merlin’s only response is heavy whimpering when Arthur takes a nipple between his teeth and begins to suck. Merlin cards his fingers through Arthur’s hair. “Arthur,” he whines, “please.”
Arthur pulls away and up Merlin’s chest again so they’re kissing, Arthur thrusting his tongue in and smothering Merlin with his body, his mouth, his smell. “Tell me you’re mine,” he orders, voice breaking as he hovers above Merlin with wild eyes. “Tell me that when Cenred touched you, you did everything you could to kill him, tell me-”
Merlin quiets Arthur with another hard kiss. He draws away only when their breaths are ragged. “You saved me, Arthur,” he whispers against Arthur’s jaw, their eyes holding one another. “You took me away before he could… before it got out of control. Believe me, Arthur, I am yours. I always have been and I always will be.”
It’s Merlin’s turn to roll Arthur over so he’s straddling his hips, sitting on him with an expression torn between fondness and lust. “I love you,” Merlin says as he slips a wet finger between his arse and presses in. “Now please, take me. Please.”
Arthur gazes upon Merlin for a moment - naked and above him, moving against his hand. Then, he’s sitting up, slicking his fingers with saliva, and sliding into his hole beside Merlin’s. Merlin’s breath catches. “Arthur.”
“I missed you,” Arthur says as they fuck Merlin open together, slowly. His voice is heavy with lust and bottled emotions. “I would have torn down the kingdom to find you.”
Merlin rests his forehead on Arthur’s and inhales deeply. A flash of pain and love, and whatever he’d wanted to say, is quickly wiped away by a moan that escapes his lips.
“That’s it,” Arthur murmurs as the pace of their fingers rise, his eyes watching Merlin’s face intently.
“I’m ready.” Merlin wraps his arms around Arthur’s neck and pulls him in for a kiss. “I want you inside of me,” he whispers against his mouth.
The oil has dripped all over the covers as Merlin sinks down on Arthur’s slicked, hard cock. It doesn’t take long for Merlin to adjust to the hugeness in his arse, and then he’s rising and falling, bouncing on Arthur and stuffing his cock in, in, making Merlin moan lewd things like fill me up, Arthur, I need you and always you, only you, more, please.
All Arthur can do is sit back and let Merlin cling on as he rides him rough, whispers back filthy nonsense like God, you’re so beautiful, Merlin, so hot and I’ll kill anyone who ever touches you, you’re mine, all mine.
Eventually, Arthur will come inside of Merlin, drops of white smeared down the side of his softening cock as his hands clench onto Merlin’s hips. Then, when Merlin whimpers in the back of his throat, Arthur will take Merlin’s neglected cock in his hand and bring him off, until come is spurting across his chest, and Merlin is moaning Arthur’s name loudly into the night.