Prompts - Adult Content (51-63)
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PROMPT #51
Characters/Pairing/Gen: ther/Merlin
Time-period or theme: anon, but AU where Merlin is discovered and enslaved.
Place: amelot (maybe king's chambers, or the dungeons?)
Emotion: exual triumpth
Sense: ouch, sight
Action: ther 'examines' his lovely, conquered prize.
Mood: ark, delicious
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: cat, guro, preg
PROMPT #52
Author thecheekydragon
Drabble or Excerpt:
“You got tats?” Arthur asked, looking Merlin up and down.
“I got several,” Merlin said, grinning impishly. “You wanna see them?”
Arthur nodded, trying to imagine where these tattoos would be on Merlin’s lanky body.
Merlin turned his back to Arthur, then peeled off his shirt. A fantastic black tribal dragon was inked on his back, its tail curling and extending past the small of Merlin’s back. Merlin slid his jeans down over his arse, revealing the loop of the dragon’s tail on his right butt cheek.
“I drew the dragon and had an artist friend ink it for me,” Merlin said over his shoulder.
“Impressive.” It truly was, Arthur appreciated.
“You think that’s impressive, wait’ll you see this,” Merlin said. He turned to face Arthur, pants down. The first thing Arthur saw was the eight-pointed tribal star inked around Merlin’s right nipple. He had to admit it was pretty hot. Maybe it was just Merlin, or the fact that Arthur was still reeling from the dragon tattoo, trying to visualize the lucky bastard that inked the dragon tail on Merlin’s butt cheek.
He was suddenly aware that Merlin was stroking his cock and gasped loudly. “Mother fucker!” he exclaimed.
A circle of black flames was inked around Merlin’s cockhead, spreading up and along the shaft. The effect was astonishing
It’s a fire-breathing dragon,” Merlin said with a grin.
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: pparently not many :) Just the usual ones (dub-con, violence, etc.), I suppose.
PROMPT #53
Characters/Pairing/Gen: rthur/Merlin/Gwaine
Time-period or theme: 'm leaning towards canon era but really I'd be happy with any
Place: ny
Emotion: ust, love
Sense: aste, sight, touch
Action: lowjob, sex, caress
Mood: unlight or moonlight streaming though a window
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: nfidelity, non-con, heavy s/m
PROMPT #54
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme: ny
Place: ny
Emotion: ossessive, love, lust, trust, protective
Sense: ouch, taste, sight
Action: ex magic (bondage, magical tendrils exploring?
Maximum rating: ny
Squicks: nfidelity, noncon, unhappy endings
PROMPT #55
Author:sophia_clark
Drabble or Excerpt: xcerpt from To Hell with Tradition:
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.
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: ong hair
PROMPT #56
Characters/Pairing/Gen: ther/Gwaine
Time-period or theme: anon
Place: amelot (maybe king's chambers, or the dungeons?)
Emotion: orceful desire
Sense: ouch
Action: knight being forced to service his king.
Mood: ensual
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: cat, guro, preg
How can Uther not notice that one of his new knights is particularly nice on the eyes?
PROMPT #57
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur/Gwaine
Time-period or theme: odern AU
Place: rthur's office at his night club
Emotion: ust
Action: ot to be crude but...aspit roast D
Maximum rating: C-17 (Really, I don't know how it wouled be lower...)
Squicks: on-con, WS, Scat & Blood play
PROMPT #58
Author:sophia_clark
Drabble or Excerpt: xcerpt from U and Me:
Arthur grinned wickedly, moving closer to Merlin until he had him pinned to the wall. "Well, she doesn't have one of these," he murmured, reaching out to stroke Merlin's Adam's apple lightly. Merlin gulped and felt his face and neck heat. The only reason he didn't miss Arthur's next words was because he was staring at his mouth. "And I really don't think she's got one of these," he continued, bringing his hands down to cup Merlin through his pants. Merlin gasped and bit his lip, his mind reeling.
Arthur was gay. Arthur was gay and touching Merlin's prick. What was going on? Merlin was hopelessly confused and hopelessly aroused. There was no way he'd ever be able to think straight (ha!) with Arthur's hands on him. And then Arthur kept talking.
"But most of all, she doesn't have these," he whispered in Merlin's ear. And then he licked said ear. And Merlin melted into a pile of goo.
"Arthur...I...I want..." he didn't even know what exactly, he just wanted Arthur. And apparently Arthur wanted him too.
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: ong hair
PROMPT #59
Characters/Pairing/Gen Merlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme any
Place: ny
Emotion: lustful
Sense: ight, taste
Action: lowjob - looking up from under lashes
Mood: ntensity
Maximum rating NC-17
PROMPT #60
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme: ny
Place: bed or maybe outside camping - I’m happy with anything you can come up with
Emotion love, sweetness,
Sense: ouch, smell
Action: aying together post sex, snuggling, caressing, nuzzling, (preferably nakedness!)
Mood: ow light, firelight, candlelight
Maximum rating: ny
Squicks: nfidelity
PROMPT #61
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme: ny
Place: ny
Emotion: eed
Sense: ouch
Object: kirt, panties,
Action: rossdressing
Mood: exy
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: nfidelity
PROMPT #62
Author yeaka(From Subjects; originally poste HERE)
Drabble or Excerpt:
And he wants to come inside Merlin. With one hand in Gwaine’s hair and one in Merlin’s, Arthur turns Merlin around. It’s awkward, but Arthur doesn’t let go. Merlin has to bend back slightly to not tug his hair out, and Arthur enjoys the way his pale spine curves with the effort. “Hold your cheeks apart, Merlin.” Tensine, Merlin’s slow to slip his hands down his body, grabbing fistfulls of ass. Arthur can’t stop staring. He moves Gwaine’s head, without looking, to Merlin’s ass, and demands too soon, “Get him ready.”
Gwaine, once again, looks up at him, in a way that makes Arthur sort of sick. Gwaine’s clearly happy that he’s apparently more twisted than they both thought. But now that he’s started, he just can’t stop. His body and mind keep going, and he shifts in his seat when Gwaine listens. He wants a good view.
Gwaine stretches Merlin’s ass cheeks apart farther, larger hands atop Merlin’s, and swipes a long, wet lick from between Merlin’s legs to the small of that pale back. Then he runs down again, mouth wide and tongue out as far as it’ll go, swiping at Merlin’s crack. Merlin whimpers and tries to slump forward, but Arthur won’t let him. Arthur keeps him firmly in place. Gwaine takes a bit to find the right spot - probably on purpose - and then he begins to circle Merlin’s small, furrowed hole
Maximum rating NC-17
PROMPT #63
Author lolafeist(From In the Dust and the Shadows; originally poste HERE)
Drabble or Excerpt:
Arthur knows not to look. He knows that looking, right now, is going to be the stupidest thing he’s ever done in his entire life.
But he looks.
And there’s Merlin, the stable boy, on a cowboy’s lap, with one knee drawn up and his eyes closed and his head tilted back on the man’s shoulder. And Merlin isn’t a stable boy at all, he can’t be. He’s some kind of… boy whore. The man is stroking him off right there in front of God and half a dozen others like it ain't unnatural to be touching a beautiful boy with a tinge of lip rouge on and a mess of blue petticoats bunched up around his waist.
Maximum rating NC-17
PROMPT #51
Characters/Pairing/Gen: ther/Merlin
Time-period or theme: anon, but AU where Merlin is discovered and enslaved.
Place: amelot (maybe king's chambers, or the dungeons?)
Emotion: exual triumpth
Sense: ouch, sight
Action: ther 'examines' his lovely, conquered prize.
Mood: ark, delicious
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: cat, guro, preg
PROMPT #52
Author thecheekydragon
Drabble or Excerpt:
“You got tats?” Arthur asked, looking Merlin up and down.
“I got several,” Merlin said, grinning impishly. “You wanna see them?”
Arthur nodded, trying to imagine where these tattoos would be on Merlin’s lanky body.
Merlin turned his back to Arthur, then peeled off his shirt. A fantastic black tribal dragon was inked on his back, its tail curling and extending past the small of Merlin’s back. Merlin slid his jeans down over his arse, revealing the loop of the dragon’s tail on his right butt cheek.
“I drew the dragon and had an artist friend ink it for me,” Merlin said over his shoulder.
“Impressive.” It truly was, Arthur appreciated.
“You think that’s impressive, wait’ll you see this,” Merlin said. He turned to face Arthur, pants down. The first thing Arthur saw was the eight-pointed tribal star inked around Merlin’s right nipple. He had to admit it was pretty hot. Maybe it was just Merlin, or the fact that Arthur was still reeling from the dragon tattoo, trying to visualize the lucky bastard that inked the dragon tail on Merlin’s butt cheek.
He was suddenly aware that Merlin was stroking his cock and gasped loudly. “Mother fucker!” he exclaimed.
A circle of black flames was inked around Merlin’s cockhead, spreading up and along the shaft. The effect was astonishing
It’s a fire-breathing dragon,” Merlin said with a grin.
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: pparently not many :) Just the usual ones (dub-con, violence, etc.), I suppose.
PROMPT #53
Characters/Pairing/Gen: rthur/Merlin/Gwaine
Time-period or theme: 'm leaning towards canon era but really I'd be happy with any
Place: ny
Emotion: ust, love
Sense: aste, sight, touch
Action: lowjob, sex, caress
Mood: unlight or moonlight streaming though a window
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: nfidelity, non-con, heavy s/m
PROMPT #54
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme: ny
Place: ny
Emotion: ossessive, love, lust, trust, protective
Sense: ouch, taste, sight
Action: ex magic (bondage, magical tendrils exploring?
Maximum rating: ny
Squicks: nfidelity, noncon, unhappy endings
PROMPT #55
Author:sophia_clark
Drabble or Excerpt: xcerpt from To Hell with Tradition:
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.
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: ong hair
PROMPT #56
Characters/Pairing/Gen: ther/Gwaine
Time-period or theme: anon
Place: amelot (maybe king's chambers, or the dungeons?)
Emotion: orceful desire
Sense: ouch
Action: knight being forced to service his king.
Mood: ensual
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: cat, guro, preg
How can Uther not notice that one of his new knights is particularly nice on the eyes?
PROMPT #57
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur/Gwaine
Time-period or theme: odern AU
Place: rthur's office at his night club
Emotion: ust
Action: ot to be crude but...aspit roast D
Maximum rating: C-17 (Really, I don't know how it wouled be lower...)
Squicks: on-con, WS, Scat & Blood play
PROMPT #58
Author:sophia_clark
Drabble or Excerpt: xcerpt from U and Me:
Arthur grinned wickedly, moving closer to Merlin until he had him pinned to the wall. "Well, she doesn't have one of these," he murmured, reaching out to stroke Merlin's Adam's apple lightly. Merlin gulped and felt his face and neck heat. The only reason he didn't miss Arthur's next words was because he was staring at his mouth. "And I really don't think she's got one of these," he continued, bringing his hands down to cup Merlin through his pants. Merlin gasped and bit his lip, his mind reeling.
Arthur was gay. Arthur was gay and touching Merlin's prick. What was going on? Merlin was hopelessly confused and hopelessly aroused. There was no way he'd ever be able to think straight (ha!) with Arthur's hands on him. And then Arthur kept talking.
"But most of all, she doesn't have these," he whispered in Merlin's ear. And then he licked said ear. And Merlin melted into a pile of goo.
"Arthur...I...I want..." he didn't even know what exactly, he just wanted Arthur. And apparently Arthur wanted him too.
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: ong hair
PROMPT #59
Characters/Pairing/Gen Merlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme any
Place: ny
Emotion: lustful
Sense: ight, taste
Action: lowjob - looking up from under lashes
Mood: ntensity
Maximum rating NC-17
PROMPT #60
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme: ny
Place: bed or maybe outside camping - I’m happy with anything you can come up with
Emotion love, sweetness,
Sense: ouch, smell
Action: aying together post sex, snuggling, caressing, nuzzling, (preferably nakedness!)
Mood: ow light, firelight, candlelight
Maximum rating: ny
Squicks: nfidelity
PROMPT #61
Characters/Pairing/Gen: erlin/Arthur
Time-period or theme: ny
Place: ny
Emotion: eed
Sense: ouch
Object: kirt, panties,
Action: rossdressing
Mood: exy
Maximum rating: C-17
Squicks: nfidelity
PROMPT #62
Author yeaka(From Subjects; originally poste HERE)
Drabble or Excerpt:
And he wants to come inside Merlin. With one hand in Gwaine’s hair and one in Merlin’s, Arthur turns Merlin around. It’s awkward, but Arthur doesn’t let go. Merlin has to bend back slightly to not tug his hair out, and Arthur enjoys the way his pale spine curves with the effort. “Hold your cheeks apart, Merlin.” Tensine, Merlin’s slow to slip his hands down his body, grabbing fistfulls of ass. Arthur can’t stop staring. He moves Gwaine’s head, without looking, to Merlin’s ass, and demands too soon, “Get him ready.”
Gwaine, once again, looks up at him, in a way that makes Arthur sort of sick. Gwaine’s clearly happy that he’s apparently more twisted than they both thought. But now that he’s started, he just can’t stop. His body and mind keep going, and he shifts in his seat when Gwaine listens. He wants a good view.
Gwaine stretches Merlin’s ass cheeks apart farther, larger hands atop Merlin’s, and swipes a long, wet lick from between Merlin’s legs to the small of that pale back. Then he runs down again, mouth wide and tongue out as far as it’ll go, swiping at Merlin’s crack. Merlin whimpers and tries to slump forward, but Arthur won’t let him. Arthur keeps him firmly in place. Gwaine takes a bit to find the right spot - probably on purpose - and then he begins to circle Merlin’s small, furrowed hole
Maximum rating NC-17
PROMPT #63
Author lolafeist(From In the Dust and the Shadows; originally poste HERE)
Drabble or Excerpt:
Arthur knows not to look. He knows that looking, right now, is going to be the stupidest thing he’s ever done in his entire life.
But he looks.
And there’s Merlin, the stable boy, on a cowboy’s lap, with one knee drawn up and his eyes closed and his head tilted back on the man’s shoulder. And Merlin isn’t a stable boy at all, he can’t be. He’s some kind of… boy whore. The man is stroking him off right there in front of God and half a dozen others like it ain't unnatural to be touching a beautiful boy with a tinge of lip rouge on and a mess of blue petticoats bunched up around his waist.
Maximum rating NC-17