Merlin, Arthur and the knights
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Gwaine grunts as his hand found its way to Merlin's hair signaling he was close.
Merlin pulled away grabbed the jar and jerked Gwaine off quickly. Gwaine moans his head resting back against the Castle walls as he came.
Merlin held Gwaine's cøck at the entrance of the jar, watching as it mixed with Lancelot's and Percival's from earlier.
Merlin didn't know why, but he was obsessed with cum, he didn't care who it was from, he just wanted it.
Once Gwaine came down from his height he tucked himself back into his trousers.
Merlin stood and smiled as he took a drink from the cup. The flavors of each knight filled his tongue.
It was a taste like no other, mixing together as a perfectly blended smoothie. He loved it more than anything.
"You're so damn hot," Gwaine spoke. "You haven't seen anything yet."
"You know you're late for your duties," Gwaine spoke. "It'll be fine," Merlin spoke as he walked out carrying his jar with him.
Merlin happily bounced around the castle, clinging to his jar like his life depended on it as he made his way back to his duties.
"You're late!" Arthur spoke as the door opened to reveal Merlin. "Sorry, I got side track," Merlin spoke as he placed the jar on the table.
"Why do you always carry that jar around?" Arthur asked. "No reason," Merlin spoke as he started to pick clothes off the floor.
Arthur gave the boy a look, trying to look through the glass but found it was blacked out.
The royal was curious, wanting to know exactly what his servant was hiding. "Merlin, what exactly aren't you telling me?"
"A lot of things, sire," Merlin spoke honestly. "Do you not trust me?" Arthur spoke as he grabbed the jar.
"I do, sire. Just some things I'd rather keep to myself." Merlin spoke as he tried to take the jar.
Arthur pushed the boy away. "What are you drinking on the job? Did Gwaine talk you into it?"
Merlin thought for a moment, shaking his head. Some part thought it would be entertaining to see Arthur drink the contents.
"No, sire. I wouldn't do that. I swear."What's in the jar, Merlin?" Arthur asked. "Take a drink and find out, sire,"
Arthur was hesitant but wasn't about to let his guard down. He opened the lid, taking a quick sip before gagging, and spitting it out.
"Merlin! What is that?" Merlin couldn't help but laugh. "You wouldn't want to know," Merlin spoke as he took the jar taking a sip.
"What the hell is that?" Arthur asked again wiping his mouth. "You sure you want to know?"
"Yes, Merlin," Arthur replied, trying to get rid of the taste still obvious on his tongue. "I didn't know the tavern did anything that foul."
"Didn't come from the tavern," "Where did it come from?" Arthur asked. "Your knights, mainly Gwaine, Lancelot, and Percival,"
Arthur couldn't help but dry heave, feeling sick to his stomach. "Please tell me you're holding onto it for Gaius to use later."
