Unraveled Destiny: Chapter 3 (Merlin fanfic)
Notes: Disclaimer, don't own Merlin or any of its characters. So sorry for posting this story a few hours later then intended. The second to last scene was being a complete pain in the butt and wouldn't cooperate with me. I had to spend 4 hours wrapping it up and editing the whole chapter. Arthur and Merlin refused to masturbate properly so forgive me for the rawness and sloppiness of it. Hope you all like it anyways.
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Unraveled Destiny
Chapter Three: Magical Interference
Gwaine took a large gulp from his mug and banged it down on the table. He stared at the rest of the empty mugs and then at the entrance to the tavern. An unsettling feeling started to form at the pit of his stomach and he looked around the crowded bar. Something was amiss, but the knight couldn't put his finger on what it was. He sat up straight and ran his fingers across his bottom lip, his face growing very serious, any traces of his drunken state gone.
"Would you like some more?" The woman from earlier asked. She set another filled mug near Gwaine without waiting for the knight to reply and started to gather the empty mugs.
"What?" Gwaine replied, a tug at the back of his mind sounding too much like Merlin's voice throwing him slightly off. He looked at the mug and back at the door. "No thank you." He rose to his feet, the bench topping over with his haste and he was out the tavern before the woman could set the bench upright.
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"You do have some spunk in you, I give you that." The young man whispered into Merlin's ear annoyed by the throbbing he still felt under his boot. He moved his attention from the ring for a moment to look over the rest of his new victim. "I suppose you are nice looking enough to be the King. Though I thought he'd be shorter."
The man pulled at the chain trying to snap it loose. The chain held. He moved his curious gaze and attention back to the item of interest. The chain was sturdy enough to support the ring, but it was still quite fragile and should have easily broken. He tugged harder. The chain failed to break and gave off a faint golden glow masked by the shine from the sun reflecting on it. He turned the chain in his hand taking in the simple yet beautiful details and moved his hand further up towards the ring. A slight tilt and the engraving came into clear view.
"Arthur," He said out loud and turned back to Merlin. "Interesting," A wicked smile crossed his lips and he bent further down moving his strong hands under Merlin's slim frame, scooping him up with ease.
"Hey," A male voice behind him, further down the alleyway, made him set Merlin back down. He turned around to see Gwaine running towards him at a dangerous pace.
He rushed to his feet and took off, leaving Merlin's unconscious body where it lay. He noticed the knight pause briefly as if confused whether to continue after him or check on Merlin. He too stopped and chanced a glance back at the knight and his lost target. A brief second was all he dare waste, he ducked into a corner and dashed up a building using the barrels and stacks of wood to his advantage.
Gwaine continued after the man he had seen bending over Merlin's body and was met with an empty dead end. He cursed under his breath and ran a hand through his hair. The rouged knight's brown eyes briefly reflected deep concern and he turns back to his friend, the feeling in his gut forgotten by the guilt he felt at failing to protect his friend. He kneeled beside the young warlock, carefully ran a hand under Merlin's head and down his neck catching how soft his skin was.
"Merlin, Merlin…Merlin." He propped his friend slightly upwards, moving his own body closer to the person who had given him a reason to believe in Kings again.
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Arthur continued to frown at the shield hanging on the wall a few inches from his face. He looked at it and then at the one adjacent to it. Finding them all uninteresting, he moved back to his throne. He sat down, his elbow resting on the arm rest and his gloved fingers rubbing against his temple. The young King stared at the still empty throne room, his fingers failing to dissipate the growing headache he had.
Frustration snapped his last strand of patience and Arthur rushed to his feet, pushing back the sudden hint of worry he felt in his chest. He pushed the doors open, the two guards standing guard outside the throne room snapped into alertness. Arthur waved his hand gesturing for them to stand down and walked passed them towards Merlin's room. The various corridors and hallways passed him in a blur. He crossed the courtyard in wide strides before he came to an abrupt halt.
"Merlin, Gwaine," Arthur said in disbelief almost losing his ability to speak, an immense pressure caused his chest to tighten and he ran towards the knight walking towards him with Merlin in his arms. "What happened to him?"
"He was attacked. The man got away. He was wearing a brown vest, green coat, and black trousers with boots to match." Gwaine stated shifting Merlin's light weight tighter against his chest. "I don't know what he wanted with Merlin or what he did to him but he won't wake."
Arthur looked at Merlin and then at the knight, he picked up on how Gwaine clenched his jaw at the last words. He too had to fight the urge to show the anger, the worry, and the fear in his face. He rested a hand on the older man's shoulder.
"He is going to be just fine Gwaine. Gaius will know what to do. I will be up in a moment." Arthur stated and moved aside to let Gwaine pass.
He didn't wait for further response. He motioned for a guard and before Gwaine had moved out of view Arthur was surrounded by more than twelve guards.
"I want a full patrol in the lower towns and one in the market. Double the guards at the main gate, in the entire castle, and in the courtyard." Arthur ordered his men. "I don't want anyone to enter or leave without me knowing about it. Is that clear?"
The guards nodded and were off with the description of the attacker, swords drawn. A shadow moved from the opposite direction Arthur stood, a hint of green and brown vanishing back in the direction of the lower towns and the main gate.
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Gwaine took one last look at his friend lying on the bed and stepped out. "I am going to help with the search. Gaius let me know if he needs anything." The knight told the physician handing him the cloth. "This was next to him. I believe it was what the man used to knock Merlin out."
Gaius brought the cloth near his nose and cringed. "Yes, I believe so."
The door behind them opened and Arthur stepped through. The King and the knight exchanged quite looks, neither willing to move further or out of the room. Gaius cleared his throat sensing the thickness in the room. Gwaine moved around Arthur and left, leaving Merlin in the hands of the only man who could help. He had a man to hunt down.
The physician moved into Merlin's room, Arthur close behind him, and set the cloth down on the table. He pulled back Merlin's eyelid and then the other one. He checked his pulse and pattern of breathing finding no reason why Merlin was still unconscious. He moved back to his room, almost bumping into the King, and grabbed a bowl of warm water, a clean cloth, and a small container from one of his shelves. Setting the cloth and bowl aside he uncorked the small container.
"Help me with him." Gaius told Arthur. "Turn his face for me."
Arthur did as he was told and watched Gaius hold the container under Merlin's nose. The response was instant. Merlin jerked away from the smell and sat up banging his head on the headboard.
"Are you trying to kill me? What is that horrible stench?" Merlin complained rubbing at his bumped head and then noticing where he was.
Merlin sat further back on his bed and rested his back against the small headboard and wall. He rubbed at his sore neck, shifting his attention to it, and avoided Arthur's stare. The young King was burning glares right through him and after what had happened he couldn't blame Arthur. He was still confused as to how much Arthur had been told and who had brought him to his room. He knew it had been foolish of him to let himself get knocked out, much less get himself in a situation like that.
Gaius finished cleaning Merlin's neck and face. He set the dirty cloth and warm water on Merlin's desk and his eyebrow went higher when Arthur moved closer to Merlin's bed. He could tell the King was losing control on his emotions. Gaius reached for his bag and moved back to Merlin, forcing Arthur to move back and avert his gaze to hide the longing in his eyes. The old physician wasted no time to check the young sorcerer for any injuries now that the dirt and muck had been wiped off.
"I'm fine Gaius really." Merlin stated, a small tint of pink reaching his cheeks, and his eyes wandered to the blond standing inches behind Gaius.
"You did get exposed to a high mixture of..." The physician stated, but was cut off as he backed up and slammed into Arthur. "Sire?!"
"I'm sorry Gaius." Arthur replied his turn to fight the hint of blush on his cheeks, he had found the room suddenly too crowded and wanted nothing else but to be left alone with Merlin.
Gaius recomposed himself and his wardrobe. He reexamined his patience and found nothing wrong with Merlin. One last glance back at Arthur who was attempting to look over his shoulder and the physician decided it would be best to leave the two alone. He shut the door behind him, making sure to take his medicine bag and the cloth that was used to knock Merlin out with him, an idea of what book to start his search on already nicking at the back of his mind. They had been lucky that the attacker had left the cloth near the unconscious Merlin when Gwaine had intervened or he would have been clueless as to what means to use to wake Merlin up.
"Are you ok?" Arthur asked moving to take a seat on the bed next to Merlin.
"I'm fine Arthur, just a small headache really." Merlin tried to comfort his lover moving closer to him.
Arthur uses the opportunity the physician had given them to show his concern for Merlin and he let his emotions show through. He rested a hand over Merlin's, entwining his other gloved fingers at the nap of Merlin's neck and caressing the short locks there. The intense feeling in his chest grew and the young King found it harder to breath now that he was face to face with Merlin.
The King moved his hands to Merlin's face to cup each refined cheek. "I should never have left you alone. You're my…." Arthur whispered unable to finish, his eyes glimmering with sadness and guilt. "I should have known that people would try to get to you." He continued steading his voice, his eyes wandering from Merlin's eyes to his lips and back again.
"Arthur there was no way you could have known this was going to happen. You can't blame yourself." Merlin replied his own voice getting lower and musky with the emotions he was feeling. "Besides we don't know if it was related to you at all, he could have just been a thief and thought I had something valuable to steal." He rested a pale hand on his King's chest and with the need to reassure his lover further he tugged at his shirt pressing their lips together.
The feeling of their lips had Arthur moaning in pure desire and he shifted his weight pressing himself harder against Merlin. He deepened the kiss and yanked his gloves off. His hands moved downwards to wander under his servant's dirty clothes to feel the soft skin underneath. Arthur's guilt grew unbearable as his body over threw his mind and the fact that Merlin had just been attacked. He desperately wanted to touch Merlin, to feel him under his own burning flesh and remind himself that Merlin was still with him, that Merlin was no longer in any danger.
"Arthur," Merlin gasped as Arthur broke their kiss and withdrew a few inches back to stare at him.
Arthur tried to calm himself and moved to get off the bed it was not the time for his follies and selfishness. A firm hand stopped him and he looked down at the Merlin's hand gripping his wrist. His blue eyes met a set slightly darker and his own changed to a similar hue. Arthur moved back down setting himself in between Merlin's legs. He could feel the heat in between Merlin's legs and his cock got harder
"Merlin," The young King gasped as Merlin's slim hand slid under his trousers and gripped his now fully hard shaft.
His body tensed and his breathing became rapid, every stroke, every caress Merlin was making on his cock was driving him closer to his release. He kissed Merlin with a greater intensity and yanked his hand from his cock, if Merlin continued Arthur would come before Merlin could. He pinned Merlin's wandering hand to the bed near his side and pressed his hips against Merlin's. He rubbed the hardness beneath him and with his free hand tugged at the ridiculously long belt Merlin always insisted on wearing.
"I really should burn this belt." Arthur cursed and with one final tug managed to unclasp it. He tossed it to the floor and slipped Merlin's trousers down.
Merlin grinned sheepishly at his King's words and pressed his lips teasingly against Arthur's. Just as Arthur was about to deepen their kiss he pulled his lips back. He grinned again, a playful laugh cutting through the ruffling of their movements. A firm grip on his hips and Merlin lifted them pressing his cock against his King's.
"I can be a tease too Merlin." Arthur mocked rubbing his thick cock against Merlin's, precum coating the tip.
He gripped Merlin's cock against his own with his hand. A wicked smile crossed his lips as he moved his fingers up and down both their shafts thrusting them into a pool of pleasure. Arthur increased his movements drawing a moan after another from his lover. He could feel Merlin tense under him, his climax banging at the back of his closed eyes.
Arthur kissed a trail down Merlin's collarbone and licked at the delicate flesh there tasting traces of the soap Gaius had used to clean Merlin off. He slowed his caresses and raised Merlin's hips higher, lifting Merlin's back almost completely off the bed. He wrapped Merlin's slender legs around his waist and thrust his cock harder against his manservant's drawing a more desperate moan from his beloved. A wicked smile spread across Arthur's lips as he continued to tease Merlin. He slipped his cock further down between Merlin's legs pressing the tip gently against his entrance before pulling back.
"I love you Merlin," Arthur murmured into Merlin's ear as he nibbled the area underneath it. "I love you more than life itself."
At Arthur's confession of love, Merlin felt the same warm feeling from before spread through his stomach and up to the rest of his body. The tip of his fingers tingled at the touch of Arthur's hand wrapping tighter against his cock and he yanked at the sheets in attempt to regain some control on his magic. Another caress from his King and Merlin's eyes turned gold. He arched his back further pressing his head fully against the pillow.
In Gaius' chamber books started to rattle, they danced off the edge of his shelves and fell to the floor in heaps. An empty flask sitting on one of the many tables shattered and the various concoctions the physician had prepared that day started to shake. Gaius's eyebrow shot up and he rushed to Merlin's door. More books fell from his shelves, some landing near his feet in a cloud of dust.
"Merlin," The physician called out tapping softly on the door. No reply. His face froze with worry.
Behind the closed door, Gaius' concern went unnoticed. Arthur's hand continued to bring Merlin and him closer to their breaking point. Merlin could feel his magic seeping out from his fingers to entangle in the rough fabric underneath him. He quickly clung to Arthur's back hiding the thin golden strands emitting from his fingertips and closed his eyes blocking their continuous golden glow from his lover.
"Arthur" Merlin gasped as Arthur's teeth dug suddenly into his neck and his own fingers sank into his King's firm back, breaking skin. They came together in one final jerk, cum sticking to Arthur's hand and their flat stomachs.
"Merlin, Arthur" Gaius knocked on Merlin's door harder after an acknowledgment had failed to reach his ears. The books in his chamber turned still, the vials stopped shaking, and a very husky and annoyed voice echoed behind the closed door.
"What is it Gaius?" Arthur replied moving off the bed and recollecting himself.
"I was just worried Merlin might not be feeling well." Gaius's concerned voice rang through the door.
Arthur stood staring at Merlin as he yanked his trousers back up and avoided his gaze for the second time in the day. The young King smiled at the obvious blush on Merlin's cheeks at the realization that the physician had not fully left. "We will have to continue this later when we are truly alone." He kissed Merlin one final time and opened Merlin's door.
He excused himself and once he reached the main door he turned to face the old physician. "You really should consider cleaning up Gaius. Your chamber is a complete mess, worse than Merlin's." He tugged at his gloves and stepped out before the physician had a chance to reply, quickly moving down the stairs.
Gaius looked back at Merlin with a raised brow and a questioning look on his face. Merlin just smiled sheepishly at his friend, the blush on his face reaching the tips of his ears.
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A black horse broke through the extra security posted at the main gate and galloped away from Camelot. It quickly escaped spotting distance masked by the shadows of the approaching night and the thick woods. Its rider pulled on the reigns signaling for the horse to stop. Pulling the hood of his coat tighter around his face, the young man paused on top of a hill gaining clear view of the castle and the guards drastically trying to renew the chase.
"Dammit," He cursed under his breath and looked back at the central part of the castle, high up on one of its towers before pulling on the reigns again. The horse took off at a steady pace, leaving only the sound of broken twigs and branches as it disappeared into the deeper parts of the woods.
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Author's note:
We see more of Merlin and the dangers of his magic going haywire. What could it all mean and what will be the outcome if he can't control it in time? Also had you going there for a moment, didn't I. I was going to have Merlin call out to both Arthur and Gwaine, but calling Arthur when he was worried about him being in trouble wouldn't have made sense. Also did you catch that part of the chain, it was enchanted not to break. Do you think Merlin did that with his spell? Well we will find out in later chapters. For being late I will give you all a sneak summary of what will take place in the next chapter. Arthur will make a bath for Merlin and yes he will still find a way to be a royal prat about it. And you all know me and what putting the both of them in a bath leads to, yup! I just love writing them in tight spots and having them go at it. Which leads to another future scene in a much later chapter of Arthur taking Merlin in a corridor, oh the naughtiness of it, the danger of being discovered…..*clears throat* Oh right back to the next chapter. Morgana will be seen entering someone's castle, not Arthur's, and an alliance will be revealed. Now for the sad part, the next chapter won't be posted until after Oct. 27, probably November 1st. Looking forward to seeing what you all thought of the chapter.