Merlin's Birthday, Part Three
Title: Merlin's Birthday, Part Three
Author: DIGTHEWRITER
Rating: R
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur confesses his feelings to Merlin.
Warnings: Sexual content.
Word Count: ~865
Prompt: "Escape" for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Continuation from the last two weeks. PART ONE here, PART TWO here.
"I want you..." Arthur whispered, looking as if he was saying to no one else but himself.
"Want me to what?" Merlin asked.
"No. I don't want you to... I want you," Arthur said.
"Oh," Merlin said, stupidly. "Oh." Merlin knew, there was no escape now.
Arthur closed his eyes and his head hit the wall as he threw it back. "Fuck," he mumbled.
"Is wanting me really that bad?" Merlin asked quietly. He waited until Arthur opened his eyes and looked at him again, and then Merlin took a step back. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"No," Arthur said, pulling on Merlin's arm. "I like it when you're close to me."
Merlin stopped walking away and then closed the distance between them. This time, he was closer. Closer to Arthur, and his heart was beating a million miles per minute. "I want to be close to you."
"We've been friends for so long..." Arthur paused, looking as though he was trying to read Merlin's face.
"I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember," Merlin said in a rush.
Arthur chuckled slightly and Merlin felt like a fool. What if this was all a joke and Merlin had just idiotically confessed his feelings to Arthur who probably didn't even mean anything he'd just said? This was all some sort of a prank and Merlin fell prey to it.
"Do you know for how many years I've wished for you to say those words to me?" Arthur asked, looking serious. So, no. It wasn't a prank. Probably not.
"What words?"
"I've been in love with you," Arthur said.
"I...I don't understand. You're my best friend, Arthur. How could you not tell?"
"How couldn't you?" Arthur asked in return.
"You're the reason I realised I was gay."
"You're the reason I came out," Arthur said.
"As bisexual."
"As someone who fancied men also. Because I fancied you, you git."
Merlin sighed in disbelief. "I thought you knew. I thought all these years you knew I wanted you and you were just polite enough to-"
And then Arthur kissed him. He grabbed Merlin's waist and pulled their bodies close so they were joined from head to toe, as much as they could be, and kissed him. He tasted like apple cider and cinnamon, and Arthur. He tasted just as sweet and delicious as Merlin had always imagined him to be.
It didn't take long for Merlin to get hard. He was kissing the man he loved. His fantasy turning into reality and he was slightly embarrassed when he realised his erection was pressing against Arthur's thigh. That was, until he realised Arthur was hard under him. They were both aroused, and intoxicated for each other. With each other.
Merlin broke the kiss abruptly and before Arthur could voice his concern or disapproval, pulled Arthur towards his bedroom. They'd slept next to each other on Merlin's bed for years, but not like this. Never like this.
They were half naked by the time they'd hit the bed and were under the covers; hands going everywhere as Arthur pushed Merlin down into the mattress and got on top of him. They rubbed up against each other, writhing bodies, entangled limbs, and lips that refused to part.
It was good. It was so fucking good that Merlin couldn't believe they'd never done this. Why hadn't he just told Arthur how he felt so long ago? Why hadn't he kissed Arthur like this before? Why had he wasted all his time and energy to try to not be in love with Arthur when being in love with Arthur was just the most amazing and magical thing in the world?
Arthur wrapped his hand around both their erections and stroked them together. He was firm but gentle. His moans were the hottest thing Merlin had ever heard and he never wanted them to stop. They came quickly and quietly, as though if they'd been loud, the secret would be out. The magic of what they'd done would no longer belong to just them.
As Arthur's limp body collapsed on top of him, the reality of what they'd just done hit Merlin hard. They'd done something they could never take back. This was going to change their relationship-their friendship-forever. Now he remembered why he'd never told Arthur how he'd felt. Why he'd never kissed Arthur.
Before he could say anything to ruin the moment, Merlin felt Arthur's chest rise and fall as he was on top of Merlin. It hadn't taken Arthur long to fall asleep. Merlin gently slid on his bed so Arthur could slide off him and next to him. He got out of bed as quietly as he could and threw the covers on top of Arthur. He dressed quietly and made his way out of the bedroom so he could finish setting up the flat for the party.
An hour later, a dressed Arthur emerged out of the bedroom. "Hi," he said, and ran a hand through his hair.
"Hi," Merlin said. "Sleep okay?"
"Yeah. I-"
Before Arthur could finish his sentence, the doorbell rang again and Merlin went to answer it. PART FOUR
Author: DIGTHEWRITER
Rating: R
Pairing/s: Merlin/Arthur
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: Arthur confesses his feelings to Merlin.
Warnings: Sexual content.
Word Count: ~865
Prompt: "Escape" for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: Continuation from the last two weeks. PART ONE here, PART TWO here.
"I want you..." Arthur whispered, looking as if he was saying to no one else but himself.
"Want me to what?" Merlin asked.
"No. I don't want you to... I want you," Arthur said.
"Oh," Merlin said, stupidly. "Oh." Merlin knew, there was no escape now.
Arthur closed his eyes and his head hit the wall as he threw it back. "Fuck," he mumbled.
"Is wanting me really that bad?" Merlin asked quietly. He waited until Arthur opened his eyes and looked at him again, and then Merlin took a step back. "Sorry, I didn't mean to-"
"No," Arthur said, pulling on Merlin's arm. "I like it when you're close to me."
Merlin stopped walking away and then closed the distance between them. This time, he was closer. Closer to Arthur, and his heart was beating a million miles per minute. "I want to be close to you."
"We've been friends for so long..." Arthur paused, looking as though he was trying to read Merlin's face.
"I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember," Merlin said in a rush.
Arthur chuckled slightly and Merlin felt like a fool. What if this was all a joke and Merlin had just idiotically confessed his feelings to Arthur who probably didn't even mean anything he'd just said? This was all some sort of a prank and Merlin fell prey to it.
"Do you know for how many years I've wished for you to say those words to me?" Arthur asked, looking serious. So, no. It wasn't a prank. Probably not.
"What words?"
"I've been in love with you," Arthur said.
"I...I don't understand. You're my best friend, Arthur. How could you not tell?"
"How couldn't you?" Arthur asked in return.
"You're the reason I realised I was gay."
"You're the reason I came out," Arthur said.
"As bisexual."
"As someone who fancied men also. Because I fancied you, you git."
Merlin sighed in disbelief. "I thought you knew. I thought all these years you knew I wanted you and you were just polite enough to-"
And then Arthur kissed him. He grabbed Merlin's waist and pulled their bodies close so they were joined from head to toe, as much as they could be, and kissed him. He tasted like apple cider and cinnamon, and Arthur. He tasted just as sweet and delicious as Merlin had always imagined him to be.
It didn't take long for Merlin to get hard. He was kissing the man he loved. His fantasy turning into reality and he was slightly embarrassed when he realised his erection was pressing against Arthur's thigh. That was, until he realised Arthur was hard under him. They were both aroused, and intoxicated for each other. With each other.
Merlin broke the kiss abruptly and before Arthur could voice his concern or disapproval, pulled Arthur towards his bedroom. They'd slept next to each other on Merlin's bed for years, but not like this. Never like this.
They were half naked by the time they'd hit the bed and were under the covers; hands going everywhere as Arthur pushed Merlin down into the mattress and got on top of him. They rubbed up against each other, writhing bodies, entangled limbs, and lips that refused to part.
It was good. It was so fucking good that Merlin couldn't believe they'd never done this. Why hadn't he just told Arthur how he felt so long ago? Why hadn't he kissed Arthur like this before? Why had he wasted all his time and energy to try to not be in love with Arthur when being in love with Arthur was just the most amazing and magical thing in the world?
Arthur wrapped his hand around both their erections and stroked them together. He was firm but gentle. His moans were the hottest thing Merlin had ever heard and he never wanted them to stop. They came quickly and quietly, as though if they'd been loud, the secret would be out. The magic of what they'd done would no longer belong to just them.
As Arthur's limp body collapsed on top of him, the reality of what they'd just done hit Merlin hard. They'd done something they could never take back. This was going to change their relationship-their friendship-forever. Now he remembered why he'd never told Arthur how he'd felt. Why he'd never kissed Arthur.
Before he could say anything to ruin the moment, Merlin felt Arthur's chest rise and fall as he was on top of Merlin. It hadn't taken Arthur long to fall asleep. Merlin gently slid on his bed so Arthur could slide off him and next to him. He got out of bed as quietly as he could and threw the covers on top of Arthur. He dressed quietly and made his way out of the bedroom so he could finish setting up the flat for the party.
An hour later, a dressed Arthur emerged out of the bedroom. "Hi," he said, and ran a hand through his hair.
"Hi," Merlin said. "Sleep okay?"
"Yeah. I-"
Before Arthur could finish his sentence, the doorbell rang again and Merlin went to answer it. PART FOUR