Arthur and Merlin's Room, Llanuwchllyn
Feb. 26th, 2010 05:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
There had been plans made earlier in this holiday, and Arthur was finally back to himself - and prepared - enough to go through with it. Which is why Merlin and Arthur had finally excused themselves and headed towards one of the bedrooms with en-suite.
Far out of hearing range.
Now, Arthur was fiddling with the restraints he'd gotten. Just strips of fabric, really, but Merlin wasn't exactly a pioneer of strength. "All right then."
He'd long since learned that trying the seduction routine on Merlin would only lead to tears, so he'd keep it simple.
[[ ... all NWS, obviously ]]
Far out of hearing range.
Now, Arthur was fiddling with the restraints he'd gotten. Just strips of fabric, really, but Merlin wasn't exactly a pioneer of strength. "All right then."
He'd long since learned that trying the seduction routine on Merlin would only lead to tears, so he'd keep it simple.
[[ ... all NWS, obviously ]]
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Date: 2010-02-27 07:55 pm (UTC)Not that he was teasing, or anything.
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Date: 2010-02-27 07:58 pm (UTC)He was just taking his time driving Merlin insane now that his calves were tangled up in the boxers. Complete and utter bastard.
Merlin flopped his head back again, biting his lip to keep from groaning.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:01 pm (UTC)After giving one some attention, he moved on to the other. He'd brought... oil, this time.
But first, he'd need to get Merlin distracted. He ran his tongue over it, trying to draw out as much noise as he possibly could.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-27 08:04 pm (UTC)As it were.
"Now, Merlin," he said, opening up the jar, "You could try and be a little kinder."
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:08 pm (UTC)He leaned back over, pressing a kiss to Merlin's length, and paused. "You can always say no if need be."
...He had to be sure.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:17 pm (UTC)He closed his eyes, arching his back in hopes of more of that attention on his prick.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:19 pm (UTC)His other hand was still on Merlin's belly, keeping him steady as he could. Busy now.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:23 pm (UTC)Still very odd.
"Tease." Because that was a smart thing to say right now.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:24 pm (UTC)He also pressed his finger in further, searching for a spot he knew was there.
"Am I, now," he breathed.
Just because of his mouth's current location.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:29 pm (UTC)He curled his finger.
Leaned in, and captured the head of Merlin's cock with his mouth. He could go for a few more groans like that.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:32 pm (UTC)Even if he wanted to.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:35 pm (UTC)And moving his finger. That was really the main part of this... event, when it came down to it.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:41 pm (UTC)Just in case he changed his mind.
He shifted again, trying to get comfortable with a bloody finger in him. Just needed to help find that... spot. Thing.
Prostate. Thank you, books on gay sex.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:43 pm (UTC)He was fairly relentless in shifting his angles until he got the right one, though, which would have explained the shifting as he started a shallow rhythm with his mouth.
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Date: 2010-02-27 08:53 pm (UTC)He pushed his finger forward to brush into him at the exact same angle, leaning back a bit so he could suck on the tip of Merlin's prick.
Arthur's eyes were still open, flicking up to Merlin's in a brand of encouragement. In the process, he let go enough that that length sort of... flopped out with a loud, wet pop.
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Date: 2010-02-27 09:00 pm (UTC)His focus was utterly shot on what would be nice about now.
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