Title: Bed role games
Rating: M
Pairings: Merlin/Arthur
Summary: Anyone wonders what will King Arthur find Merlin doing in his bedchamber after a hard day? Well, Arthur too.
Warnings: Series of related one-shots. Unbeta'd. Slash m/m Merlin/Arthur. Established relationship. CanonAU. Smut, fluff and everything you could think of. I own nothing. English is not my mother language.
Word count for this chapter: around 1,500
AN: I just wrote this like ages ago and I've decided it's time to publish it. I hope you enjoy it!
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1 - The Slave
King Arthur entered his chambers after a long day of training, several meetings and endless hours of going through the most boring documents one could imagine. All he wanted was to undress and have a good night's rest in his comfy bed, but something inside himself told him that was not the case and inexplicably he was sure everything was Merlin's fault.
The first thing he noticed after entering his chambers was that the candles were lit. The second thing he noticed was impossible to miss. There, in the cold stone floor, wearing virtually nothing except a collar around his neck was Merlin. Suddenly, Arthur's mood changed. The tiredness and despondency turned quickly into energy and lust.
Arthur approached Merlin and couldn't avoid taking a good look at him. Merlin was sat on the floor next to his huge bed. He was naked, but his legs were up against his chest in an attempt to preserve his modesty. His arms were also flexed as if he wanted to become as small as possible. Around his neck was an iron collar connected to a chain that was currently tied to one of the bed posts. His soft milky skin gleamed in the candlelight and his face was lowered with respect showing a mop of black hair.
When Arthur stopped by his side, Merlin looked up at him with his beautiful blue eyes and slightly trembling emitted a faint "Master". Arthur simply smiled and proceeded to untie the chain and let it fall to the ground. Still looking at him, Merlin reached for his leg with a small white hand and caressed it through his trousers while whispering, "Master, I'm a good slave. Please, allow me to be a good slave and serve you as you deserve. Please, don't sell me. I can do it better. Let me stay with you."
Merlin rested his head against his legs and tried to hug them, but Arthur grabbed him by his arms and hoisted him up. When they were face to face Arthur felt like hypnotised by those lovely lips that seemed to be still begging him not to let him go. He lifted a hand and touched them with as much tenderness as he could muster. However, his words were not so sweet.
"I am your King. It is up to me to decide whether I want you in my bed or out of it and as a slave you can do nothing about it. You are mine."
Merlin immediately dropped his eyes with great sadness written over his pretty features.
"Yes, you majesty. I'm yours to command."
Arthur's smile grew bigger at this. "Mine," he growled.
Then, he lifted Merlin's chin and in less than a second he clasped their mouths together in a hungry and passionate kiss. Merlin received it gladly letting Arthur have the control and when both of them parted for air after a while his sadness seemed forgotten and was replaced by a look of adoration and contentment.
Arthur smirked and started to place light kisses all over Merlin's delectable neck and caressed his bare back. "However, you are too lovely for your own good and I am not planning on letting you go any time soon," Arthur muttered between kisses. It was Merlin's time to smile seductively as his master pushed him onto the bed. Arthur crawled on after him and settled on top of his willing slave, resuming their making out.
Merlin was naked but Arthur was still completely dressed with his jacket, tunic, trousers and even boots. Noticing this he tried to solve the problem, since the groping wasn't enough any more and he needed the touch of their bare skin. However, the struggle to undress himself while kissing was counterproductive and Merlin, with a soft "Allow me, my lord," was the one to take all his clothes off with lightly touches and shy glances as a good slave.
When he was completely naked, Arthur's sight went again to Merlin's perfect lips which were pink and moist after all the kissing. They were also parted and soft puffs escaped from them since Merlin's breathing hadn't normalised yet.
"I think it's time to put those pretty lips of yours to good use," the king commented and quicklier than anyone could imagine his hand was in the back of Merlin's neck pushing him down so he was face to face with Arthur's impressive hard on. He couldn't contain the smirk that graced his features in that moment. "Show me that you are a good slave, worthy of being mine."
Merlin's eyes looked up at him behind thick eyelashes and he wetted his lips before lowering his gaze to the huge cock in front of him. "Yours, my lord," he muttered before moving forward and darting out his tongue to lick the head of Arthur's cock.
Arthur shuddered when Merlin started to lick his cock up and down with that amazing tongue and then engulfed him in that incredible hot mouth. He couldn't avert his gaze from the beautiful sight before him. Merlin's head bobbed up and down while wet noises escaped form his lips as he slowly sucked Arthur off. His right hand fondled his balls and his left hand caressed his thigh. All Arthur could do was run his hands through strands of black and soft hair or caress smooth pale flesh while enjoying the view.
However, that was not enough for the king. He needed more of the beautiful boy that was offering himself as the perfect slave should. Almost reluctantly he moved away from Merlin, who just stayed still waiting for any command he could satisfy.
The king manhandled him so he was in his four with his sweet arse facing him. A rush of pure lust went through Arthur when he noticed that Merlin had already prepared himself for this, that he was prepared since before Arthur had crossed the threshold of his bedchamber. Nevertheless, he didn't want to hurt the most precious of his possessions, so he slowly pushed two fingers inside the tiny hole presented to him just to be sure it was all right to take him on the spot, as he couldn't resist much longer.
He delayed a bit more the inevitable by caressing Merlin's spine and arse while pushing three fingers in and out of the slick and pink hole. He could feel Merlin's tremors and hear his soft gasps which only increased his desire. Popping out his fingers, Arthur grabbed his manhood and shoved it slowly up the hot and tight channel that seemed to welcome him.
When he was completely inside, he started to move slowly at first, but soon he picked up the right pace, hitting with every push the exact spot that made Merlin squirm and moan. After that all was a blur of sensations expressed by Arthur's grunts and Merlin's groans, Arthur's "Mine" and Merlin's "Yours". They didn't last long and they both finished at the same time while crying out their great pleasure.
Arthur pulled out of Merlin and rolled into a side to avoid crushing Merlin who was still weak from his own orgasm. He lay down trying to get back his breath as Merlin looked at him shyly while sitting on his knees in the middle of the bed.
The king lifted a hand and caressed the slave's face softly with a finger.
"You are a good slave after all. I don't think I will ever let you go."
Merlin smiled sweetly at this and lay down on top of his master's chest. The king simply hugged him and caressed his back. "Mine," he whispered.
Sleep took them a few minutes later.
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In the morning...
Merlin woke up and felt he was sleeping on something hard. He lifted his head and opened his eyes to see king Arthur looking at him with an amused grin. He groaned and took his hand to the collar on his neck. "My neck hurts. I shouldn't have left the collar on when we went to sleep."
Arthur just grinned wider. "Well, you should have thought about that before tying yourself to my bed and offering yourself as the best slave that has ever graced these lands when you are the worse servant I've ever laid my eyes upon."
Merlin glared. "It's the last time I do something for our sex live."
Arthur just laughed at his manservant's comment. He could barely wait to see the next time he would open the door to his bedchamber and find Merlin's next kink.
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