To hell with Tradition [Merlin/Arthur - NC-17]
Artist: ahhlee_spn // fregg (Tumblr) // ahhleeintheimpala (DA)
Title: To hell with Tradition
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Media: Fanart
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: -
Prompt #: 55
[Excerpt from To Hell with Tradition:]
written by: sophia_clark
Merlin was overwhelmed by Arthur's heat, his nearness, his smell. It was all too much, yet not nearly enough.
"Merlin..." it was spoken softly, almost reverently, and it snapped the last of Merlin's thin resistance. He lunged forward and caught Arthur's lips with his own, smashing their mouths together eagerly. Arthur moaned and pushed against him until Merlin found himself lying on the soft bed with Arthur straddling his thighs. Their hands were quick to divest each other of their clothing, and soon both were shirtless and Merlin was about ready to pass out from lack of air.
"Arthur," he panted, running his hands down Arthur's tanned and chiseled chest. His prince gazed down at him through half-lidded eyes, his hair disheveled from Merlin's hands and his lips red and swollen from their kisses. Merlin's heart threatened to beat right out of his chest at seeing him like this. The stone wall Merlin had built around his feelings for Arthur was torn down, and he could no longer deny, to himself at least, that his heart belonged to this man. “Arthur, I want you.”
Arthur growled and attacked Merlin’s neck with teeth and lips and tongue
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Title: To hell with Tradition
Pairing/Characters: Merlin/Arthur
Media: Fanart
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: -
Prompt #: 55
[Excerpt from To Hell with Tradition:]
written by: sophia_clark
Merlin was overwhelmed by Arthur's heat, his nearness, his smell. It was all too much, yet not nearly enough.
"Merlin..." it was spoken softly, almost reverently, and it snapped the last of Merlin's thin resistance. He lunged forward and caught Arthur's lips with his own, smashing their mouths together eagerly. Arthur moaned and pushed against him until Merlin found himself lying on the soft bed with Arthur straddling his thighs. Their hands were quick to divest each other of their clothing, and soon both were shirtless and Merlin was about ready to pass out from lack of air.
"Arthur," he panted, running his hands down Arthur's tanned and chiseled chest. His prince gazed down at him through half-lidded eyes, his hair disheveled from Merlin's hands and his lips red and swollen from their kisses. Merlin's heart threatened to beat right out of his chest at seeing him like this. The stone wall Merlin had built around his feelings for Arthur was torn down, and he could no longer deny, to himself at least, that his heart belonged to this man. “Arthur, I want you.”
Arthur growled and attacked Merlin’s neck with teeth and lips and tongue
This artwork is rated for adults only, please do not click this link unless you are at least 18 years old and allowed to view adult content according to the laws of your country.
*CLICK TO VIEW ART FULL SIZE*
This artwork is the sole property of the artist who created it. Please do not use it or repost it, in whole or in part, on any platform without the expressed consent of the artist.