Arthur and Merlin
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Merlin finally finished his chores, and safe to say he was tired. Making his way back to Arthur's chambers he heard soft whimpers through the slightly open door.
Merlin silently enters the room to find Arthur stroking his cøck. Merlin had seen it plenty of times, but never like this.
Merlin couldn't help but lick his lips at the sight. Arthur was too busy to notice the boy at the moment.
Merlin watched, helping himself to climb between Arthur's legs, blowing on the king's tip.
"M-Merlin!" Arthur yelled shocked as he quickly covered himself. "What's the matter, sire? I have seen it plenty of times,"
"Yeah, through trousers, not standing up right!"
Merlin smirked, teasingly pulling at the sheets. "What were you thinking about, sire?"
"None of your business," "I change and bathe you, sire. Don't think I don't see you get hard when I go to wash your back,"
"Was it me, sire? We're you thinking about how gentle I am when I touch your body? Bet you always wanted to rip my clothes off and fuck me in the bath." Merlin spoke, his nails scratching Arthur's thighs.
Arthur cøck couldn't help but twitch at the thought. "Tell me what you want, sire?" Merlin smirked.
Arthur was too lost in Merlin's eyes to form a sentence, opting for grabbing Merlin's hair, pulling at the boy's clothes. "Off..."
Merlin quickly removed his clothes leaving him naked. Arthur's eyes scanned the boy's body.
Arthur pulled the sheets off, throwing them to the floor. "Fuck, Merls. Sit on my face."
Merlin didn't have to be told twice as he turned so his back was toward Arthur. Arthur grabbed the boy's hips, pulling him down to his face, licking all over.
"So desperate for me, sire," Arthur moaned his response, sucking on Merlin's tight hole.
Merlin wrapped his hand around Arthur's cøck stroking him slowly.
Arthur whimpered, pushing his tongue deeper into Merlin, stretching him.
"So hard for me, Arthur," Merlin licked his lips wanting to taste the prince. Arthur pulled back, pushing two fingers inside.
"Suck you king, baby. Be a good little servant for me." "I don't know, sire. You have called me a horrible servant for a while now,"
Arthur groaned, curling his fingers. "I'm sorry, Merlin. I don't mean to be horrible. Please just do something, I'll do anything."
"Anything, sire?" Merlin asked. "Anything," Arthur repeated. "I want you to fück me, sire,"
"Get comfortable, baby." Merlin nodded as he laid back on the bed waiting for Arthur.
Arthur climbed between the boy's legs, kissing his neck.
Merlin's weak spot was his neck and it seemed like Arthur knew. Merlin couldn't help but moan his eyes glowing gold as the candles in the room blew out.
Arthur pulled back, he wasn't shocked by the action but rather turned on. "Merlin..."
Merlin blushed and looked away. Arthur smiled making the boy look at him. "It's okay. I have been knowing,"
Merlin looked up, feeling at ease when Arthur stared at him. "I think it's hot, really."
Merlin smiled as he pulled Arthur down locking their lips. Arthur happily kissed back, holding the boy close.
