An unexpected gift 4/?
Title: An Unexpected Gift (4/?)
Author: silverindie80
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: g (for now...)
Summery: It’s Arthur’s 21st birthday and he gets a gift he wasn’t expecting…
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Part One:
http://silverindie80.livejournal.com/2834.html#cutid1
Part Two:
http://silverindie80.livejournal.com/3272.html#cutid1
Part Three:
http://silverindie80.livejournal.com/3381.html#cutid1
Merlin found himself being kissed passionately and tenderly, almost urgently.
He assumed he’d touched Arthur deeply. Smiling Merlin cupped Arthur’s face, stopping the kissing. It was pure hell to take the kisses away from his body.
“Not yet,” Merlin smiled. “We have all night to enjoy ourselves.”
Arthur almost died. Merlin was being so sensitive. Arthur always knew he was, but Merlin was just being himself. Hearing Merlin take control of the situation spurned him on even more.
Arthur let out a small whimper as Merlin smiled at him and gave him a long, slow lingering kiss. It seemed to last forever as he let himself drown in Merlin’s lips, his tongue flicking over the other man’s tongue every so often. Arthur had never felt so loved and it was all because of Merlin.
Arthur often thought back to the first time he’d met Merlin. How insolent he’d been. There was something about Merlin and his life had been made all the richer by his servant. Merlin was pure, Arthur was dirtied a little by battles he’d fought and won. Merlin was innocent compared to Arthur. He’d been lost without Merlin; he had no idea of what it was to love someone so much it hurt to be apart from them even for a moment. But Merlin was here now. Merlin was all his. Out of all the people Arthur had known in his rich life, Merlin was the one he’d be prepared to die for.
His thoughts returned to the present.
Merlin was kissing him deep and long. It took all his strength to pull away. As he opened his eyes he couldn’t help but smile at the way Arthur hadn’t realised it had stopped. After a few seconds Merlin brushed Arthur’s lips with his thumb. Arthur’s eyes shot open and took it in his mouth, biting slightly. Their eyes were locked and in that moment they knew they were in love. No one had said it in their relationship. They didn’t have to. In moments like these it was obvious.
Silently they began to undress each other, kissing where the last item of clothing had been removed. Arthur kissed Merlin’s neck and collarbones as he removed the light tunic that was covering his body. The pale skin looked almost tanned as the candle light danced between them. He kissed Merlin’s body, raking his teeth along Merlin’s ribs. Merlin’s hand ran through Arthur’s hair and gripped softly. Merlin breathing moans into the candle light. This must be what heaven was like.
Rising slowly, Arthur kissed his way back up, shivering slightly as Merlin kissed his body. Quivering, he set his jaw until a small moan left his lips. “Merlin” he whispered only loud enough so he could hear it. Merlin licked his way back up Arthur and granted him another kiss. The pair were naked from the waist up. Their bodies crushed against each other, almost trying to merge into one another.
Merlin’s hands strayed from Arthur’s waist to the front of his trousers, undoing the laces one by one, almost in a teasing fashion. Arthur began to buck his hips to get more contact from Merlin’s hands. Merlin smiled and stopped. He pushed Arthur back with a final kiss.
“Why stop?” Asked Arthur, a little put out.
“I have an idea.” Merlin took a step back and spread has arms out.
Arthur was curious.
“What is it?”
“I want to see how advanced your magic is,” Merlin said. “Here’s your challenge, Arthur, Crown Prince of Camelot. You have to strip the rest of me, but using magic.” Merlin smiled. Arthur couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “What if it goes wrong?” he frowned.
“Then I’ll fix it.” Merlin smiled “Come on, try. Just want it to happen and it will, if you’re a natural like me.” Merlin couldn’t resist the injection of comparison. He knew Arthur. No one could be better then he at anything. “If you’re too chicken…”
“I’m not chicken!”
“Oh yeah?” Merlin raised his eyebrows. “Prove it.”
“Fine! I will!”
“I’ll show you how to do it.” Merlin flashed his golden eyes and made the laces of Arthur’s trousers undo one by one and the material slowly dropped to the floor, exposing Arthur fully. Merlin smiled as he saw Arthur’s stiffening cock bob as the cold air hit it.
“Now you try.” Merlin encouraged.
Arthur concentrated the hardest he’d ever tried. His eyes were fixed on Merlin.
After a few seconds, they heard a ripping sound and Merlin’s trousers where in shreds on the floor.
“Oh my…”
“I’m so sorry!” Laughed Arthur.
“Maybe you concentrated a little too much!”
Arthur was on the floor almost in stitches through laughing too hard.
“Only you could make a simple action like that go to ruins!” Merlin laughed. He was laughing at the expression on Arthur’s face as he realized what he’d just done. It was the kind of expression a parent makes when they’ve heard their child swearing; a sort of shocked humour.
“You’re ruining my surprise!” Merlin pouted, giggling as he got into the bath, sinking himself down to get comfortable.
“I’m so not!” Replied Arthur getting in and making himself comfortable against Merlin so his head was resting on Merlin’s chest.
This was relaxing for both of them. Merlin savoured the sight of Arthur flaked out in front of him. The body of a god. He shut his eyes and let the hot water soothe him. It had been a long day for both of them.
Arthur curled his body around Merlin. He looked forward to where the table was. There was wine and strawberries on that table, and he wanted some. Concentrating hard…
Merlin raised his arm just in time.
Merlin spluttered. A jug of wine had just hit him in the face, spilling its contents all over him. He hadn’t moved a muscle. He’d been expecting it and was thankful it wasn’t the bowl a strawberry’s he’d tried it on. His eyes were stinging as Arthur laughed. Merlin set the jug down on the floor.
“Arthur…” Wiping the liquid off his face he spoke.
“Hmmm?” Arthur was trying to stifle a laugh and was failing.
“Promise me something?”
“What?”
“Never do magic unless I ask you to!”
Arthur roared with laughter. He was lucky he had someone who had the patience of an angel. Merlin smiled as he incanted a spell to clear up the mess. It was just a matter of practise. He’d never been so reckless with it, not even when he’d first tried out his magic.
He smiled wider as he snoozed.
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The bath was slowly getting colder. It was too comfy to move. Arthur positioned himself to he was facing Merlin; not an easy task as the bath was so small. Merlin smiled as his lips pressed against Arthur’s losing himself in the kiss.
The sound of running footsteps were carried up the hall followed by a loud banging on the door.
“Prince Arthur! Your father the King requests your immediate company.” A voice form outside shouted.
Arthur groaned and looked down sighing. “I’m sorry Merlin.”
Merlin smiled, he knew Arthur had to go, but he couldn’t help feeling his heart sinking a little.
“Go! You’re wanted!” Merlin smiled slightly and decided against it as it was getting close to tears.
Every time Merlin had planned something romantic for them, Uther would summon Arthur. It’s like the king knew what Merlin was planning and was intent on ruining it. The same thing happened on Valentines day; Uther had sent Arthur on a wild goose chase around all Camelot after a horse was ‘seen floating’. Six days. The ‘floating horse’ turned out to be dreamt up, a nightmare. Merlin couldn’t help but feel some resentment to Arthur for going to the king when ever he asked, but it was his duty to.
Merlin gave a loud and obvious sigh.
Arthur was out the bath and pulling on his clothes. Hopping as he pulled his boot on, nearly at the door he turned and walked back to the bath where Merlin was. Leaning down he kissed him hard and deep.
“Stay up for me” He winked.
And then he was gone. Merlin was left sitting in the lukewarm bath water. “Great. Just. Great.” He muttered to himself, hoisting himself out. He took one of the towels by the fire and dried himself. Getting dressed was the priority right now, and since Arthur had demolished his trousers he routed through Arthur’s drawers.
Pulling on some trousers, he sat on the bed, looking at the candles. He amused himself by performing a few simple spells. Sighing and looking out of the window. Why did nothing ever go to plan? His heart dropped even more. Oh well. Arthur would be gone for a while. He lay down and closed his eyes. Sleep crept up on him like the sun upon a new day.
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“Meeeerliiiin…” A voice sang. “Meeeeeeerliiiiiiiiin…” It came again. Merlin’s eyes shot open.
Arthur’s face was above his own, his lips tracing Merlin’s.
“I can’t believe you fell asleep!” He said as he kissed Merlin’s cheekbones. “On MY birthday surprise!”
Merlin responded to the kisses in a slightly dazed fashion.
“No I….I…I…” He started but ended in a massive yawn. “Okay, maybe you were right.”
“Remind me again why you’re my servant?”
“Umm…Because I felt sorry for you?” Merlin smiled a sleepy smile as he felt the air move and then the soft blow of a pillow on his head. He pulled Arthur down on top of him and rolled him so Arthur was on his back and Merlin curled up under his arm, a leg over Arthur’s.
The pair lay together a while before Merlin broke the silence.
“Whakingwan?”
“Pardon?!”
“What. Did. The. King. Want?” Merlin still had his eyes shut but had lifted his head as though he was looking at Arthur.
Arthur smiled and kissed Merlin.
“The night is still young, Merlin…”
“Subtle as always.”
Arthur took Merlin’s face in his hands, kissed him long hard and passionate. Merlin jumped on Arthur, ripping his clothes off in between desperate kisses.
Sliding off the bed they stripped each other’s clothes before falling naked on the bed.
“Merlin….I want… you…. To……..Fuck…..me….” Arthur begged, breathing hard. The sight of Merlin sucking him off was almost enough to drive him over the edge.
The only indication of Arthur coming was a short sharp pull on his hair. Merlin was on his feet in seconds. Merlin was nearly winded as Arthur threw him on the bed and began to deep throat him as if his life depended on it. Merlin arched his back. Arthur was humming and the vibrations drove Merlin crazy.
“Fuck….Arthur…” Merlin moaned. The prince swirling his tongue around the tip of Merlin’s cock. Teasing. Smiling to himself, he stopped teasing Merlin, hard as it was to leave that particular area, it had to be done.
Merlin got the hint immediately and Arthur didn’t have time to register what had happened, why he was on his hands and knees on the bed until he felt a spit slicked finger enter him. As he moaned, Merlin added another finger, rubbing Arthur’s prostate with every action. Merlin laughed as he looked upon Arthur. Arthur was lost unto himself.
Merlin made sure his cock was lubed enough before he entered Arthur, feeling the prince adjust to the girth before he started pounding into the prince. Arthur was a little whore in the bedroom and they both knew it.
Every thrust of Merlin’s made Arthur moan even louder.
Arthur was on the cusp….He had to come now… Merlin wasn’t letting up for a single second. Pleasure ripped through him, sending shivers rippling through his entire body. Merlin loved seeing Arthur this way. It was the only time he had any power over the prince. He loved it. So did Arthur.
Arthur came quick and hard, just what Merlin wanted.
Author: silverindie80
Pairing: Merlin/Arthur
Rating: g (for now...)
Summery: It’s Arthur’s 21st birthday and he gets a gift he wasn’t expecting…
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Part One:
http://silverindie80.livejournal.com/2834.html#cutid1
Part Two:
http://silverindie80.livejournal.com/3272.html#cutid1
Part Three:
http://silverindie80.livejournal.com/3381.html#cutid1
Merlin found himself being kissed passionately and tenderly, almost urgently.
He assumed he’d touched Arthur deeply. Smiling Merlin cupped Arthur’s face, stopping the kissing. It was pure hell to take the kisses away from his body.
“Not yet,” Merlin smiled. “We have all night to enjoy ourselves.”
Arthur almost died. Merlin was being so sensitive. Arthur always knew he was, but Merlin was just being himself. Hearing Merlin take control of the situation spurned him on even more.
Arthur let out a small whimper as Merlin smiled at him and gave him a long, slow lingering kiss. It seemed to last forever as he let himself drown in Merlin’s lips, his tongue flicking over the other man’s tongue every so often. Arthur had never felt so loved and it was all because of Merlin.
Arthur often thought back to the first time he’d met Merlin. How insolent he’d been. There was something about Merlin and his life had been made all the richer by his servant. Merlin was pure, Arthur was dirtied a little by battles he’d fought and won. Merlin was innocent compared to Arthur. He’d been lost without Merlin; he had no idea of what it was to love someone so much it hurt to be apart from them even for a moment. But Merlin was here now. Merlin was all his. Out of all the people Arthur had known in his rich life, Merlin was the one he’d be prepared to die for.
His thoughts returned to the present.
Merlin was kissing him deep and long. It took all his strength to pull away. As he opened his eyes he couldn’t help but smile at the way Arthur hadn’t realised it had stopped. After a few seconds Merlin brushed Arthur’s lips with his thumb. Arthur’s eyes shot open and took it in his mouth, biting slightly. Their eyes were locked and in that moment they knew they were in love. No one had said it in their relationship. They didn’t have to. In moments like these it was obvious.
Silently they began to undress each other, kissing where the last item of clothing had been removed. Arthur kissed Merlin’s neck and collarbones as he removed the light tunic that was covering his body. The pale skin looked almost tanned as the candle light danced between them. He kissed Merlin’s body, raking his teeth along Merlin’s ribs. Merlin’s hand ran through Arthur’s hair and gripped softly. Merlin breathing moans into the candle light. This must be what heaven was like.
Rising slowly, Arthur kissed his way back up, shivering slightly as Merlin kissed his body. Quivering, he set his jaw until a small moan left his lips. “Merlin” he whispered only loud enough so he could hear it. Merlin licked his way back up Arthur and granted him another kiss. The pair were naked from the waist up. Their bodies crushed against each other, almost trying to merge into one another.
Merlin’s hands strayed from Arthur’s waist to the front of his trousers, undoing the laces one by one, almost in a teasing fashion. Arthur began to buck his hips to get more contact from Merlin’s hands. Merlin smiled and stopped. He pushed Arthur back with a final kiss.
“Why stop?” Asked Arthur, a little put out.
“I have an idea.” Merlin took a step back and spread has arms out.
Arthur was curious.
“What is it?”
“I want to see how advanced your magic is,” Merlin said. “Here’s your challenge, Arthur, Crown Prince of Camelot. You have to strip the rest of me, but using magic.” Merlin smiled. Arthur couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “What if it goes wrong?” he frowned.
“Then I’ll fix it.” Merlin smiled “Come on, try. Just want it to happen and it will, if you’re a natural like me.” Merlin couldn’t resist the injection of comparison. He knew Arthur. No one could be better then he at anything. “If you’re too chicken…”
“I’m not chicken!”
“Oh yeah?” Merlin raised his eyebrows. “Prove it.”
“Fine! I will!”
“I’ll show you how to do it.” Merlin flashed his golden eyes and made the laces of Arthur’s trousers undo one by one and the material slowly dropped to the floor, exposing Arthur fully. Merlin smiled as he saw Arthur’s stiffening cock bob as the cold air hit it.
“Now you try.” Merlin encouraged.
Arthur concentrated the hardest he’d ever tried. His eyes were fixed on Merlin.
After a few seconds, they heard a ripping sound and Merlin’s trousers where in shreds on the floor.
“Oh my…”
“I’m so sorry!” Laughed Arthur.
“Maybe you concentrated a little too much!”
Arthur was on the floor almost in stitches through laughing too hard.
“Only you could make a simple action like that go to ruins!” Merlin laughed. He was laughing at the expression on Arthur’s face as he realized what he’d just done. It was the kind of expression a parent makes when they’ve heard their child swearing; a sort of shocked humour.
“You’re ruining my surprise!” Merlin pouted, giggling as he got into the bath, sinking himself down to get comfortable.
“I’m so not!” Replied Arthur getting in and making himself comfortable against Merlin so his head was resting on Merlin’s chest.
This was relaxing for both of them. Merlin savoured the sight of Arthur flaked out in front of him. The body of a god. He shut his eyes and let the hot water soothe him. It had been a long day for both of them.
Arthur curled his body around Merlin. He looked forward to where the table was. There was wine and strawberries on that table, and he wanted some. Concentrating hard…
Merlin raised his arm just in time.
Merlin spluttered. A jug of wine had just hit him in the face, spilling its contents all over him. He hadn’t moved a muscle. He’d been expecting it and was thankful it wasn’t the bowl a strawberry’s he’d tried it on. His eyes were stinging as Arthur laughed. Merlin set the jug down on the floor.
“Arthur…” Wiping the liquid off his face he spoke.
“Hmmm?” Arthur was trying to stifle a laugh and was failing.
“Promise me something?”
“What?”
“Never do magic unless I ask you to!”
Arthur roared with laughter. He was lucky he had someone who had the patience of an angel. Merlin smiled as he incanted a spell to clear up the mess. It was just a matter of practise. He’d never been so reckless with it, not even when he’d first tried out his magic.
He smiled wider as he snoozed.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The bath was slowly getting colder. It was too comfy to move. Arthur positioned himself to he was facing Merlin; not an easy task as the bath was so small. Merlin smiled as his lips pressed against Arthur’s losing himself in the kiss.
The sound of running footsteps were carried up the hall followed by a loud banging on the door.
“Prince Arthur! Your father the King requests your immediate company.” A voice form outside shouted.
Arthur groaned and looked down sighing. “I’m sorry Merlin.”
Merlin smiled, he knew Arthur had to go, but he couldn’t help feeling his heart sinking a little.
“Go! You’re wanted!” Merlin smiled slightly and decided against it as it was getting close to tears.
Every time Merlin had planned something romantic for them, Uther would summon Arthur. It’s like the king knew what Merlin was planning and was intent on ruining it. The same thing happened on Valentines day; Uther had sent Arthur on a wild goose chase around all Camelot after a horse was ‘seen floating’. Six days. The ‘floating horse’ turned out to be dreamt up, a nightmare. Merlin couldn’t help but feel some resentment to Arthur for going to the king when ever he asked, but it was his duty to.
Merlin gave a loud and obvious sigh.
Arthur was out the bath and pulling on his clothes. Hopping as he pulled his boot on, nearly at the door he turned and walked back to the bath where Merlin was. Leaning down he kissed him hard and deep.
“Stay up for me” He winked.
And then he was gone. Merlin was left sitting in the lukewarm bath water. “Great. Just. Great.” He muttered to himself, hoisting himself out. He took one of the towels by the fire and dried himself. Getting dressed was the priority right now, and since Arthur had demolished his trousers he routed through Arthur’s drawers.
Pulling on some trousers, he sat on the bed, looking at the candles. He amused himself by performing a few simple spells. Sighing and looking out of the window. Why did nothing ever go to plan? His heart dropped even more. Oh well. Arthur would be gone for a while. He lay down and closed his eyes. Sleep crept up on him like the sun upon a new day.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“Meeeerliiiin…” A voice sang. “Meeeeeeerliiiiiiiiin…” It came again. Merlin’s eyes shot open.
Arthur’s face was above his own, his lips tracing Merlin’s.
“I can’t believe you fell asleep!” He said as he kissed Merlin’s cheekbones. “On MY birthday surprise!”
Merlin responded to the kisses in a slightly dazed fashion.
“No I….I…I…” He started but ended in a massive yawn. “Okay, maybe you were right.”
“Remind me again why you’re my servant?”
“Umm…Because I felt sorry for you?” Merlin smiled a sleepy smile as he felt the air move and then the soft blow of a pillow on his head. He pulled Arthur down on top of him and rolled him so Arthur was on his back and Merlin curled up under his arm, a leg over Arthur’s.
The pair lay together a while before Merlin broke the silence.
“Whakingwan?”
“Pardon?!”
“What. Did. The. King. Want?” Merlin still had his eyes shut but had lifted his head as though he was looking at Arthur.
Arthur smiled and kissed Merlin.
“The night is still young, Merlin…”
“Subtle as always.”
Arthur took Merlin’s face in his hands, kissed him long hard and passionate. Merlin jumped on Arthur, ripping his clothes off in between desperate kisses.
Sliding off the bed they stripped each other’s clothes before falling naked on the bed.
“Merlin….I want… you…. To……..Fuck…..me….” Arthur begged, breathing hard. The sight of Merlin sucking him off was almost enough to drive him over the edge.
The only indication of Arthur coming was a short sharp pull on his hair. Merlin was on his feet in seconds. Merlin was nearly winded as Arthur threw him on the bed and began to deep throat him as if his life depended on it. Merlin arched his back. Arthur was humming and the vibrations drove Merlin crazy.
“Fuck….Arthur…” Merlin moaned. The prince swirling his tongue around the tip of Merlin’s cock. Teasing. Smiling to himself, he stopped teasing Merlin, hard as it was to leave that particular area, it had to be done.
Merlin got the hint immediately and Arthur didn’t have time to register what had happened, why he was on his hands and knees on the bed until he felt a spit slicked finger enter him. As he moaned, Merlin added another finger, rubbing Arthur’s prostate with every action. Merlin laughed as he looked upon Arthur. Arthur was lost unto himself.
Merlin made sure his cock was lubed enough before he entered Arthur, feeling the prince adjust to the girth before he started pounding into the prince. Arthur was a little whore in the bedroom and they both knew it.
Every thrust of Merlin’s made Arthur moan even louder.
Arthur was on the cusp….He had to come now… Merlin wasn’t letting up for a single second. Pleasure ripped through him, sending shivers rippling through his entire body. Merlin loved seeing Arthur this way. It was the only time he had any power over the prince. He loved it. So did Arthur.
Arthur came quick and hard, just what Merlin wanted.