Arthur and Merlin's Room, Llanuwchllyn

[bitchprince]

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 ]]

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[bitchprince]

There may have been laughter, had the circumstances been different.

Now, there was just the long slide of Arthur's mouth down Merlin's length, the rhythm his fingers had picked, and the increasingly steady thump of Arthur's hips against the bed.

He hummed.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"God, please, Arthur," He begged again, gripping the fabric of the restraints tightly. "Please."

[bitchprince]

Wasn't sure what Merlin was exactly begging for, but-- "What?" Arthur breathed, half an inch away from Merlin's cock, and pushed his third finger in.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"The--" He waved his hands as though that would explain it. "What you have planned?"

[bitchprince]

"I could take you," Arthur murmured.

It was more a question than anything else.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Get on with it then!" Merlin replied plaintively. "You know."

Before he embarrassed himself.

Again.

[bitchprince]

Arthur snorted, pulling his mouth away. And his fingers, for that matter. "Your wish is my command," he deadpanned, reaching up to brush some hair away from his face.

His other hand had reached down to grip himself in hand, bumping lightly against Merlin's arse. "You'll be all right?" he murmured.

Face to face again.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin gave him a nervous little laugh. More for the whole 'Ohgodatleastthiswilltaketheedgeoff' than anything else. "I trust you."

[bitchprince]

"Hey," Arthur murmured again, kissing his cheek, pressing in softly.

Brushing his fingers along Merlin's arms and maybe trying to kiss the space by his eyelids, too.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"It's true," Merlin insisted, turning his head to catch Arthur for a kiss.

[bitchprince]

Arthur shifted, catching Merlin's legs so this would work right, and pushed more. Slowly.

Considering all that, the way he returned that kiss was almost sweet.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

It managed to muffle a bit of a noise that was in no way a whimper from Merlin. It just happened to be a bit high pitched. And strained.

But not a whimper.

[bitchprince]

Arthur skimmed past his lips eventually, murmuring, "You all right?" into his ear.

He wasn't stopping yet.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Mmhmm," Merlin replied quickly, nodding to show that he was. Just a bit of adlkjfaskldjf there. That was all.

[bitchprince]

Arthur nodded back, and--

That was the rest of the way. There.

He groaned low against Merlin's cheek, halting to let him get used to it.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

The stretch was more like a dull burn, but it was getting better now that Arthur had paused. Merlin shifted slightly, digging his heels into Arthur's back. "Good--good."

[bitchprince]

"Ready?"

He had to be sure. He pressed a kiss to Merlin's cheek while he was there, trying to think of rain or Gaius or... anything that wasn't particularly attractive.

Sorry, Gaius.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

...Arthur was just so luck that Merlin wasn't privy to those thoughts.

"One--more moment," Merlin replied, strained still.

[bitchprince]

Arthur was just trying to keep from moving.

Which was difficult.

He brought up a hand to run along Merlin's arm up to his wrist, soothing motions that were meant to help. Or something.

He also just liked Merlin's arms.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

They were nice and... scrawny.

"You." Merlin took a breath. "Now?"

[bitchprince]

Scrawny, but sort of--

Oh, shut up, you were bonkers if you thought Arthur was going to be coaxed into waxing poetic about Merlin's arms, in narrative or elsewhere.

Instead, he was grateful to let go of what he'd been having to hold in his head for the past minute or so, and moved.

It was still a gentle thrust, for all that, and he pressed his face into the crook of Merlin's neck.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin hummed encouragingly in response, nodding his head as though Arthur could see it where he was. "You--can move now."

[bitchprince]

"I caught on to that," Arthur said, the words wrangled from somewhere deep in his throat. He moved again, faster this time, and shifted his hips.

Merlin took a little more work to get off with this act, but Arthur was nothing if not determined.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Heeeey. It was hardly Merlin's fault, you know.

But right now he was just a bit distracted as Arthur brushed that spot again, causing him to gasp and arch his back as much as possible in this position. Arthur was just lucky it was comfortable bed.

[bitchprince]

Arthur wasn't blaming him. Arthur was just hypercompetitive and that did things to your brain.

Like rock his hips into Merlin again with more force, confident he had the angle handled now.