First fanfiction! Thanks for reading.
Slash: Merlin/Gwaine
Merlin had just finished Arthur's service for the day when he felt a very muscular arm snake around his waist and drag him into the nearest alcove. He was spun around to meet his snatcher, only to see the two, familiar brown eyes of Sir Gwaine.
"Merlin."
"Gwaine." Merlin breathed out when he realized just how close he was to Gwaine, he could feel his warm, ale smelling breath on his face. "What's that about then?"
Gwaine smiled, not his usual smug grin, more like a nervous smile, which Merlin had never seen on the man before. "I...uh...I have to tell you something Merlin and I'm not quite sure how you'll take it." Gone was the over-confident, burly knight and left was a nervous looking man about to spill a secret he has kept to his heart since he first realized what it meant.
"What is it Gwaine? You know you can tell me anything."
Gwaine took a deep breath and just went for it, it was now or never. Gwaine closed the small gap between himself and Merlin and lightly pressed his lips to the others. It was quick and chaste, Gwaine drew back to see what expression covered Merlin's face. It was confusion.
"Look Merlin, I'm sorry, but I couldn't hide my feelings any longer. I needed you to know because I've felt this way since I woke up in your room after the first time we met, but Merlin if-" Gwaine was cut off mid-rant by warm, pink lips on his. Merlin was kissing him. Merlin was kissing him! Gwaine was too stunned for a moment to do anything but once he snapped out of it he swiped his tongue on Merlin's lower lip, asking permission to enter. Once granted, it was all teeth clacking and tongues fighting for dominance. Merlin's hand found it's way to the back of Gwaine's neck, the other clenched the tunic at his chest. Gwaine's hands were rested on Merlin's hips. Their chests were almost touching, Merlin's leg found its way in between Gwaine's thighs. When the need for oxygen became to important, the pair broke apart and stared into each others eyes.
"I've been wanting to do that for a long, long time." Merlin panted, out of breath.
"Really?"
"Really, I never knew you felt the same Gwaine, if i did I would have done that years ago."
"So would've I. I never thought you would like me in that way, I thought I was just the friend that got drunk and told long stories that bored everyone." Gwaine somewhat ranted, nerves still bundling.
"No, never Gwaine. I... I have never thought of you like that. I love your quirks," Merlin paused. "After you helped Arthur and I in that tavern, I could feel something there. But... I always thought you'd see the clumsy, bumbling, idiotic servant of the Prince." Merlin's eyes darted to the ground.
Gwaine put his hand under Merlin's chin and tilted it upward so they could look each other in the eye. "No Merlin. Don't you ever think that, I love you." Gwaine had to pause, he couldn't believe he had just blurted that out! They had just kissed and now he's saying he loves Merlin. Gwaine knew it was true but he didn't want to scare Merlin off.
"I love you too Gwaine." Merlin whispered and once again closed the short distance between the two. This kiss was slower, both participants spilling their hearts into each other, relief flooding through Gwaine at Merlin's confession. Once they broke apart, they fell into each others arms. They stayed in the hug for a little while and when they finished, both had tears in their eyes. Gwaine's hand slipped down into Merlin's warm one and he whispered three words into Merlin's right ear.
"Let's go, love."