Written as part of a fic I'm working on (well was, it's been set aside for the moment and I keep going back it to add to it). Thought I'd share this scene
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“As I said before, I am your master, you are my manservant. If what you do reflects what kind of master I am, then it is my duty to make you the best by whatever means necessary. Seeing as you can’t seem to learn on your own, I shall discipline you however I deem wise in order to help you learn from your mistakes
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Part ThreethestorymakerDecember 7 2008, 23:12:26 UTC
Warily Merlin reached for his belt and with shaking fingers unfastened it, unable to look at Arthur as he did so. Suddenly he felt as if he were in a dream, removed from the scene, moving in slow, waxy motion. He paused when he lifted his hands to hook his thumbs into the waistline of his trousers, unsure if he were even in his right mind. With a nervous gulp he pushed down at the material and felt it sliding down over his hips and thighs
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Arthur had once more lain his hand over Merlin’s arse, this time fingers slowly kneading into the red, warm flesh. Merlin closed his eyes tightly, Arthur’s fingers dragging over his pained skin causing it to tingle once more. Mortified, Merlin realised the act was causing other parts of his body to take notice and tried to think of anything to stop himself growing hard, aware his cock was pressed hard against Arthur’s solid thigh. The very thought of it caused Merlin to flush even more and he determined himself not to move anymore than he had in his position, lest he cause any friction for himself
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