Hills Outside of the City, Camelot, Friday Afternoon

[bitchprince]

There was a great deal of work left to be done, and Arthur had done as such just that morning until Gaius had gently reminded him he was supposed to be recovering still. With no interest in sitting around his room whittling or anything of the sort, Arthur had announced he was to go hunting.

This was, of course, somewhat counter to Gaius's concerns, but really, he'd assured the man, he was only taking Merlin for a quick jaunt to get some rabbits or maybe a deer. Strictly the simple stuff.

Apparently the tone in his voice had carried Arthur's meaning across to Gaius, because that had been the end of it. (Not that Arthur would have ever let Gaius order him to stay anywhere, except the man could be a bit odd in his own way, and the last thing Arthur needed today was a codgy old physician pottering after him with a bowl of leeches and a raised eyebrow and-- All right, maybe he was a little terrified of Gaius, but honestly, it was like people didn't expect him to be able to take care of himself after nineteen-- all right, eighteen, according to the slower turning of seasons in Camelot-- years of living)

If Arthur were to be forced to spend time outside of the reconstruction effort, he'd make it something enjoyable. Which is why, after an illicit trip down to the kitchens and a shout in Merlin's general direction, they were heading out into the woods.

And then past the woods, onto the hilltops and their sprawling fields. The view was nice, the early spring sun was nice, and Arthur would be lying if the company wasn't nice.

Of course, it was absolutely nothing like hunting, but shh. He'd mention the true purpose of this jaunt in due time.

This was an excellent idea, if he did say so himself.

[[ for the ears; thread goes nws ]]

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin chuckled, spreading his legs a bit as if that might help him balance as he rocked back to meet him. Turns out... not so much.

"Love you two," Merlin informed Arthur's chest.

[bitchprince]

Arthur produced a burst of amused chuckles, bringing up his free hand to card tenderly over the back of his head. "Clumsy fool," he said, shifting his other hand so he wouldn't do anything any harm.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Doing the smart thing, Merlin rolled off him and to the side. "Perhaps this way there's less danger?"

[bitchprince]

"Oh, Merlin," Arthur said, rolling towards him. "With you, there's always danger."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Shut up," Merlin grumbled, yanking him closer for a kiss. A kiss that didn't end in a split lip, thank you.

Or broken nose!

[bitchprince]

Because Arthur had more grace than Merlin's ex-girlfriend.

So no thanks to Merlin.

He did kiss him, though, thoroughly, running his fingers over Merlin's cheek. "Then you pick something," he said, dryly.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Okay." Merlin frowned down between them. "Okay."

Then shifted downwards. For no reason. Really/

[bitchprince]

Really.

Arthur watched the top of his head go, and caught on a few seconds on.

He... might have shifted sideways a little. To help.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

So, he wasn't actually as good at this as Arthur. But he could put in a decent effort, damn it.

Circling his hand around Arthur's length, he licked up what remained not in his hand.

[bitchprince]

Arthur's head fought a war between flopping forward to see or flopping back to feel. For the moment, the latter won. He sighed - it was a happy, drawn-out one - but didn't close his eyes yet.

He didn't particularly give a rat's arse how good Merlin was at it right now; it was good to have anything done by him at all.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Well. That was a relief.

Licking again, Merlin moved his hand up and down Arthur's length. Perhaps those things on the google about doing this would help! After a moment, he leaned down to take the tip of Arthur's prick into his mouth, sucking lightly.

[bitchprince]

It got him a pleased groan for his efforts, safe in the knowledge that there wasn't anyone for at least several miles who could hear them.

Camelot did have some advantages.

He did lift his head up a little to peer down right then, following the edge of Merlin's cheekbones with his eyes.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Other than the deer. The non-teal deer.

Merlin closed his eyes, little wrinkles between forming between his eyebrows as he concentrated on the task at hand. It was slow, mostly because he wasn't all that confident in his mad blowjob skills. But steady as he moved his hand and mouth over Arthur's length.

[bitchprince]

Slow was fine.

Slow was very much fine.

After all the pratfalls earlier, it had an odd kind of solemn quality to it. Like reconnecting, or something else girly that Merlin could probably give a name to eventually.

As his breath sped up, Arthur reached down and brushed his fingers over Merlin's shoulder. Just feeling, really.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

It wasn't girly!

It was... nice.

Merlin only sped up a little bit, trying to keep everything coordinated so it didn't end horribly. Again. But he did speed up!

[bitchprince]

...Really, Arthur would take slow over fast if it meant he wasn't going to get his knob bitten off, Merlin.

But it was nice.

He brushed his fingers up, carding them softly through Merlin's hair, not gripping anything. His eyes half-shut. "Yeah," he gasped, a little louder this time.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Merlin hummed something in response. Because that was about all that was available to him lest they repeat the biting.

And no on wanted that.

[bitchprince]

Not during their first time in Camelot.

... thinking of it like that was something else.

Arthur's eyes fluttered a couple of times in comprehension of that; he slid his thumbs gently over the skin by Merlin's ear, not close enough to his cheeks to throw him off. His mouth hung a little slacker.

He didn't exactly say anything, but the noises were slipping out rather faster than usual.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

That was good, right! That meant Merlin was doing this right.

And that he should probably move his hand a bit faster to keep getting those nice noises. There was a pause as he attempted what Arthur could do with taking a bit more in his mouth before hastily backing off.

Nope.

Not happening then.

[bitchprince]

Arthur took a deep breath - mostly to compose himself before he started yelling or anything - and gathered the patience Merlin deserved in this case. "You really don't have to push yourself, Merlin," he muttered, letting his head drop back into the grass. "Just-- keep on as you were."

Because that had been very... very nice.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Pulling back to cough, Merlin looked up at him. "How do you manage that?" he asked, wiping his eyes as he continued to stroke Arthur's length.

[bitchprince]

"Discipline," Arthur said, letting his hand drop back to Merlin's shoulder. His hips snapped ever so lightly up into Merlin's touch.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Discipline," Merlin repeated dubiously.

He looked back down at Arthur's prick for a moment before taking it back in his mouth.

[bitchprince]

"... and effort," he groaned, cramming his eyes shut.

He wasn't going to say 'talent'. That sounded too sordid.

Yes, even while he had his cock in another man's mouth.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

And everyone knew Arthur wasn't sordid.

Merlin's talents just lay... elsewhere. After all. So, this was his best effort going about it his own way. Which seemed to involve keeping mostly just the tip of Arthur's prick in his mouth while he worked the rest with his hand.