Merlin Fanfiction: The Start of a Beautiful Morning
Title: The Start of a Beautiful Morning
Disclaimer: Merlin is owned by the BBC and other associated parties. I do not make any profit from this story and the plot is purely fiction.
Summary: AU, Slash, some mornings are just better than others.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome/Moresome, slash, graphic sex, fingering, blowjob, anal sex, snogging, fluff, snuggling.
Pairings/Characters: Arthur/Gwaine/Merlin, mentions of Morgana.
Word Count: 1,119
Author's Note: So this is my new Merlin University AU that was inspired by a prompt from Trident_Love Hot and Bothered Month of June. Set sometime in the future. It’s been a while since I posted anything really steamy up, so hope you enjoy. Certainly had me getting warm just typing it. The usual warnings apply for those sensitive types out there.
xXx
Merlin groaned as a loud beeping penetrated his mind, drawing him from sleep. Shifting onto his side, he reached over a warm body blindly to fumble with the alarm clock, growling until it finally shut off.
Blinking drowsily, he went to shift back to his earlier spot, intending to go back to sleep when the hand that was keeping him up was swept out from under him and he landed with a ‘whomp’ onto the warm chest that shook with silent laughter.
Getting his elbows underneath him, he lifted enough to glare up at the grinning face that peered down at him. Gwaine’s hair was disheveled from sleep and was sticking up in odd places. “Hn, very funny.” He said softly, not wanting to wake Arthur who was still asleep beside them, though how he could have slept through the alarm, Merlin didn’t know.
“Good morning to you as well.” Gwaine answered back. Sighing good naturedly, he smiled up at him and leaned up to press a kiss to his lips, feeling the man’s lips shift into a grin at his actions before kissing back.
Gwaine just smirked wickedly as Merlin started to pull back and was brought up short with a surprised gasp and then a low moan as Arthur shifted closer behind him. “Don’t I get a good morning kiss?” He asked lowly, twisting his fingers inside slowly, Merlin still slightly loose and wet from the night before.
He shifted, looking distracted as he tried to reach Arthur. Arthur crooked his fingers just so and Merlin’s elbows gave and he collapsed to the bed, moaning lowly. “Arthur…” he cried softly, pleading clear as day.
Taking pity on him, he stopped rubbing against his prostate and Merlin gave a shuddering sigh. Twisting at the waist, he reach blindly back for Arthur. When he finally got a hold on him, he pulled him down giving him the kiss he had asked for, arching when the fingers in him stretched wider.
“You know…ah!...we have to meet up with…oh!...with Morgana later…Arthur!” He pressed back into the questing fingers only to give a cry as another hand gripped his erection, hold loose, not giving enough friction to satisfy him and driving him crazy. “Gwaine…” The older man just smirked, still keeping his grip loose and slow, watching Merlin writhe between the two of them.
“I know we have to meet up with Morgana. We’ve got…” he paused to looked at the clock, “it’s seven in the morning. Why did you wake us up so early?” He asked, puncturing his question with a cruel twist.
“Knew…you’d want to do this…made sure…we had time…” he panted out, trying to move in two directions at once and giving a frustrated growl when both refused to cooperate. “God damn it, stop teasing and fuck me already!” He growled out.
“You read my mind.” Arthur growled lowly, reaching into the bedside drawer to pull out their bottle of lube. Slicking himself liberally, he lined up and pushed into the hot velvet of Merlin’s body. Groaning loudly, Merlin reached up for Gwaine, pulling the man down to kiss him, licking into each other’s mouth, stealing each other’s air as the kiss turned filthy.
Pulling back, Merlin worked his way down the man’s chest, kissing, licking and biting patches of skin, nuzzling into his chest hair, inhaling his scent. Slowly he went lower, listening to the sounds of Arthur’s heavy breathing as he pistoned into Merlin at a slow and steady pace, wanting to make it last. Gwaine’s own breathing punctured the sound with a soft hitch whenever Merlin worked at a sensitive spot.
Eventually, he reached where he had been headed and licked a strip up the underside of Gwaine’s cock, listening to the man groan at the sensation. Blowing gently on the head, he grinned as Gwaine growled, one hand fisting the sheets, the other Merlin’s hair. Taking pity on the man, he took him in as far as he could, nose brushing musky pubic hair, his scent filling Merlin’s senses.
Swallowing around him as he clenched internal muscles, he heard both of them give a groan. Arthur sped up and Merlin could tell he wouldn’t last long. Squeezing Gwaine’s hip in encouragement, he relaxed his throat. Gwaine understanding, pressed in gently and out, fucking Merlin’s mouth Arthur fucked his arse.
The world narrowed down to those two points, duel points of pleasure sending waves crashing over him, sweeping him away in a haze until at last they crested and he was swept away as he finally climaxed, orgasm leaving him momentarily stunned as he trembled from the force of it.
He was dimly aware of Gwaine giving a low curse and heat shooting down his throat which he swallowed reflexively, throat working around his cock as it slowly softened. He pulled off with a lewd pop. Arthur stiffened behind him and then heat spread inside him and he could only gasp as his cum struck over sensitized flesh, ringing a gasp from him.
Pulling out, Arthur collapsed to the side, next to Gwaine as the two of them pulled Merlin over them both, cradling his spent body as he recovered his breath. Arthur carded a hand through his damp locks, grinning down at him. “You were right. Always knew you were the brains of the three of us.”
Huffing out a laugh, he poked Arthur in the side with a boney finger before pressing closer to them, enjoying the warmth, even though they should really get clean soon or else they would stick together.
Turning over, he saw Arthur and Gwaine leaning against each other, looking back at him. The two looked good together, Arthur clean shaven and golden all over. Gwaine’s tall, dark and handsome looks doing him justice. He didn’t know what he had done to deserve the two of them, but he wouldn’t trade them for the world.
Seeing his appreciative looks, the two exchanged a look and then leaned closer, kissing messily Gwaine’s hand coming up to thread in Arthur’s blond locks, while his settled along Gwaine’s jaw. Merlin couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped his throat at the pair of them, his cock trying valiantly to make a comeback.
The pulled apart, lips red and swollen to look back at him. “I think he liked that, don’t you?” Gwaine asked with a knowing look.
“I believe so.” Arthur answered. They pushed down the bed a little and settled back onto the bed. Merlin sighing contentedly, curled up between them as they draped themselves over him and each other until you couldn’t tell where any of them began. They still had some time before they had to meet up with Morgana.
End.
Disclaimer: Merlin is owned by the BBC and other associated parties. I do not make any profit from this story and the plot is purely fiction.
Summary: AU, Slash, some mornings are just better than others.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome/Moresome, slash, graphic sex, fingering, blowjob, anal sex, snogging, fluff, snuggling.
Pairings/Characters: Arthur/Gwaine/Merlin, mentions of Morgana.
Word Count: 1,119
Author's Note: So this is my new Merlin University AU that was inspired by a prompt from Trident_Love Hot and Bothered Month of June. Set sometime in the future. It’s been a while since I posted anything really steamy up, so hope you enjoy. Certainly had me getting warm just typing it. The usual warnings apply for those sensitive types out there.
xXx
Merlin groaned as a loud beeping penetrated his mind, drawing him from sleep. Shifting onto his side, he reached over a warm body blindly to fumble with the alarm clock, growling until it finally shut off.
Blinking drowsily, he went to shift back to his earlier spot, intending to go back to sleep when the hand that was keeping him up was swept out from under him and he landed with a ‘whomp’ onto the warm chest that shook with silent laughter.
Getting his elbows underneath him, he lifted enough to glare up at the grinning face that peered down at him. Gwaine’s hair was disheveled from sleep and was sticking up in odd places. “Hn, very funny.” He said softly, not wanting to wake Arthur who was still asleep beside them, though how he could have slept through the alarm, Merlin didn’t know.
“Good morning to you as well.” Gwaine answered back. Sighing good naturedly, he smiled up at him and leaned up to press a kiss to his lips, feeling the man’s lips shift into a grin at his actions before kissing back.
Gwaine just smirked wickedly as Merlin started to pull back and was brought up short with a surprised gasp and then a low moan as Arthur shifted closer behind him. “Don’t I get a good morning kiss?” He asked lowly, twisting his fingers inside slowly, Merlin still slightly loose and wet from the night before.
He shifted, looking distracted as he tried to reach Arthur. Arthur crooked his fingers just so and Merlin’s elbows gave and he collapsed to the bed, moaning lowly. “Arthur…” he cried softly, pleading clear as day.
Taking pity on him, he stopped rubbing against his prostate and Merlin gave a shuddering sigh. Twisting at the waist, he reach blindly back for Arthur. When he finally got a hold on him, he pulled him down giving him the kiss he had asked for, arching when the fingers in him stretched wider.
“You know…ah!...we have to meet up with…oh!...with Morgana later…Arthur!” He pressed back into the questing fingers only to give a cry as another hand gripped his erection, hold loose, not giving enough friction to satisfy him and driving him crazy. “Gwaine…” The older man just smirked, still keeping his grip loose and slow, watching Merlin writhe between the two of them.
“I know we have to meet up with Morgana. We’ve got…” he paused to looked at the clock, “it’s seven in the morning. Why did you wake us up so early?” He asked, puncturing his question with a cruel twist.
“Knew…you’d want to do this…made sure…we had time…” he panted out, trying to move in two directions at once and giving a frustrated growl when both refused to cooperate. “God damn it, stop teasing and fuck me already!” He growled out.
“You read my mind.” Arthur growled lowly, reaching into the bedside drawer to pull out their bottle of lube. Slicking himself liberally, he lined up and pushed into the hot velvet of Merlin’s body. Groaning loudly, Merlin reached up for Gwaine, pulling the man down to kiss him, licking into each other’s mouth, stealing each other’s air as the kiss turned filthy.
Pulling back, Merlin worked his way down the man’s chest, kissing, licking and biting patches of skin, nuzzling into his chest hair, inhaling his scent. Slowly he went lower, listening to the sounds of Arthur’s heavy breathing as he pistoned into Merlin at a slow and steady pace, wanting to make it last. Gwaine’s own breathing punctured the sound with a soft hitch whenever Merlin worked at a sensitive spot.
Eventually, he reached where he had been headed and licked a strip up the underside of Gwaine’s cock, listening to the man groan at the sensation. Blowing gently on the head, he grinned as Gwaine growled, one hand fisting the sheets, the other Merlin’s hair. Taking pity on the man, he took him in as far as he could, nose brushing musky pubic hair, his scent filling Merlin’s senses.
Swallowing around him as he clenched internal muscles, he heard both of them give a groan. Arthur sped up and Merlin could tell he wouldn’t last long. Squeezing Gwaine’s hip in encouragement, he relaxed his throat. Gwaine understanding, pressed in gently and out, fucking Merlin’s mouth Arthur fucked his arse.
The world narrowed down to those two points, duel points of pleasure sending waves crashing over him, sweeping him away in a haze until at last they crested and he was swept away as he finally climaxed, orgasm leaving him momentarily stunned as he trembled from the force of it.
He was dimly aware of Gwaine giving a low curse and heat shooting down his throat which he swallowed reflexively, throat working around his cock as it slowly softened. He pulled off with a lewd pop. Arthur stiffened behind him and then heat spread inside him and he could only gasp as his cum struck over sensitized flesh, ringing a gasp from him.
Pulling out, Arthur collapsed to the side, next to Gwaine as the two of them pulled Merlin over them both, cradling his spent body as he recovered his breath. Arthur carded a hand through his damp locks, grinning down at him. “You were right. Always knew you were the brains of the three of us.”
Huffing out a laugh, he poked Arthur in the side with a boney finger before pressing closer to them, enjoying the warmth, even though they should really get clean soon or else they would stick together.
Turning over, he saw Arthur and Gwaine leaning against each other, looking back at him. The two looked good together, Arthur clean shaven and golden all over. Gwaine’s tall, dark and handsome looks doing him justice. He didn’t know what he had done to deserve the two of them, but he wouldn’t trade them for the world.
Seeing his appreciative looks, the two exchanged a look and then leaned closer, kissing messily Gwaine’s hand coming up to thread in Arthur’s blond locks, while his settled along Gwaine’s jaw. Merlin couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped his throat at the pair of them, his cock trying valiantly to make a comeback.
The pulled apart, lips red and swollen to look back at him. “I think he liked that, don’t you?” Gwaine asked with a knowing look.
“I believe so.” Arthur answered. They pushed down the bed a little and settled back onto the bed. Merlin sighing contentedly, curled up between them as they draped themselves over him and each other until you couldn’t tell where any of them began. They still had some time before they had to meet up with Morgana.
End.