MPreg Wolves? …Gosh I'm Sorry
Author: Georgia (Merlin'sGeekyFan)
Synopsis: AU/CRACKTASTIC WEIRDNESS! Inspired by a comment I saw. "The great-and-mighty-experienced-tough-fighting wolf had never been more terrified in his life."
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
Warnings: None but the weirdness, and maybe mpreg?
Rating: PG
Disclaimer:I own a laptop which should be taken away from me for this atrocity… but please don't. ^^
Slowly treading his way towards the cave entrance Arthur sniffed hopefully, only to retreat, tale between his legs, as a menacing growl echoed out of the cavern. Whimpering – Arthur snarled, great and mighty wolves such as he did NOT whimper! – the oddly tawny coloured wolf resumed his post, seating himself a few feet away from the cave mouth, sharp dark eyes wary of any danger. His entire body spoke of tension, ready to pounce on any attacker and rip him apart with years of experience and tough fighting. No one would hurt his mate.
Loud howling echoed out of the cave but Arthur knew better than to go look. He simply waited, shimmering golden-brown fur becoming almost colourless under the late moonlight, and waited for it to end. The great-and-mighty-experienced-tough-fighting wolf had never been more terrified in his life.
Finally the unholy noises ended and against his better judgement Arthur poked his head into the cavern, sensitive nose snuffling, immediately detected the scent of blood but not death. Padding in closer he licked softly at the more common jet black fur of his mate, a tired Merlin grumbling low in his throat from contentment.
And there they were. Six tiny pups fumbling over each other, four of them with Merlin's coal coloured fur while the other two had – been blessed with, thought Arthur – rusty gold fur only slightly darker than the alpha-males.
Their old pack had shunned them, the old leader – Arthur's own father – nearly ripped him apart when Arthur had chosen Merlin as his mate. It didn't matter. This was his pack now, and he would protect them for as long as he could, and relish every minute of it. The exhausted wolf curled onto the floor, cradling the new pups between the warmth of his and Merlin's bodies, and nuzzled his mate gratefully as he drifted into sleep.