The edge of the bath pressed uncomfortably against Merlin's chest, but he ignored that mild irritation and concentrated on the feeling of Gwaine's lips on his. Merlin increased the pressure and then pulled back enough to be able to run his tongue over Gwaine's lower lip. Taking the hint Gwaine parted his lips and kissed Merlin back, sliding his tongue between Merlin's lips.
They connected hard, lips bruising and tongues clashing.
It was different to Arthur. Gwaine tilted his head at a slightly different angle, and his tongue moved slowly exploring with steady intensity. Arthur was clean shaven, where as now Merlin felt Gwaine's beard brushing against his skin, making it tingle. Merlin followed the way Gwaine kissed, and then started to impose the way he liked it, pulling back a little and nipping Gwaine's lower lip before pressing back down.
After the initial frantic collision they both slowed down. Merlin leant forward, his hand sliding down Gwaine's navel to his groin, meeting his fully hard erection, Merlin's fingers stroked lightly and Gwaine gasped pulling out of the kiss, his chest heaving for breath.
"If you don't want to end up wringing your clothes out I suggest you stop that, or get out of them."
Merlin snorted with laughter and started to try and shrug himself out of his jacket. It wasn't working very well, Gwaine laughed at his attempts, reached up to help push the material off Merlin's shoulder. He shifted to kneel up in the bath, facing Merlin, while Merlin's hand stayed in position.
"I don't think we'll fit in there anyway," Merlin said, eyeing the tub.
"Probably not, give me the towel then," Gwaine said.
Merlin released his grip and went to get the towel, taking his jacket off at the same time, then his scarf and shirt, before he came back with the towel. Gwaine stood up, letting the water run off his body, Merlin blinked as he looked Gwaine up and down. He was well muscled, and strong, exactly like Arthur. Merlin flipped the towel over Gwaine's shoulders and then ran his fingers over the scar on Gwaine's left thigh.
"What happened?" Merlin asked.
"Knife fight, years ago," Gwaine said, towelling his shoulders off. Merlin knelt down, tracing his fingers over the silky skin of the scar. He ran his hands over Gwaine's thighs, stroking lightly from hips to knees before running his hand up the back. Gwaine gasped and tensed, jerking his hips forward, and so his erection brushed against Merlin's face. Merlin responded by burying his face in Gwaine's pubic hair and licking through the coarse tangles.
"You are a harlot!" Gwaine said. Merlin laughed.
"The trick is to explore and find all the pleasure sensors you can," Merlin said, resolutely stroking the backs of Gwaine's legs and finding a point on the left, just above the crook of his knee that Gwaine seemed to react to. Merlin leant forward enough to try and lick it, and then he yelped as Gwaine whipped his backside with the towel.
"Enough, let me get out."
Merlin shuffled round enough to let Gwaine step out of the bath, and Merlin grabbed the towel and started to dry off Gwaine's legs, his fingers still searching for what he wanted. He shuffled round far enough to lick at the back of Gwaine's left thigh. Gwaine's fingers weaved through Merlin's hair, stroking lightly.
"Oh, hell, Merlin."
"Good?" Merlin asked.
"Yes, good, very, very good. My turn."
Merlin stopped towelling and let Gwaine pull him on his feet and take him over to the bed. Merlin clambered on and Gwaine's hand slid between his legs, unfastening the laces of Merlin's trousers. He pulled them down, baring Merlin's backside and Merlin lay flat to allow Gwaine to strip him naked.
Gwaine threw the clothes on the floor and then grabbing Merlin turned him over onto his back. Merlin's face was flushed, his pupils dilated and his erection was rock hard. Gwaine moved him on the bed until Merlin was splayed out before him, and Gwaine ran a gentle hand over his body.
"So where do you like it then?" Gwaine asked.
Merlin smirked. "Find out."
Gwaine was never one to ignore a challenge. He started at the top and worked his way down, stroking Merlin's face and then nibbling at his neck. Merlin tilted his head back to let Gwaine get a better angle. He licked with long sure strokes and then bit gently, the facial hair adding another shockwave as Gwaine worked. As he licked and stroked Merlin's collar bone there was less response and as Gwaine teased Merlin's right nipple, he got what he thought was irritation.
"You don't like that," Gwaine said.
Merlin shook his head. "No." But his own hand moved up to stroke Gwaine's nipple.
"You do though."
"We're not interested in me," Gwaine said, going back in to attack, finding the points on Merlin's hipbones, the lower part of his inner thigh, but he knew he wasn't finding the one that really made Merlin react. Gwaine's head move to Merlin's groin, he kissed lightly and then looked up.
"This one, I'm not very familiar with, but I'm guessing you like it."
Merlin grinned. "Let me show you."
He wriggled down the bed with the skill of an eel. In no time he was under Gwaine and his hands were taking hold of Gwaine's hips. His head lifted, searching out Gwaine's erection like a newborn animal latching onto a teat. Merlin kissed lightly and then took the tip into his mouth, running his tongue around gently, making Gwaine gasp before he pulled back.
"Like that," Merlin said. "And then a little more."
He took Gwaine back into his mouth and drew him in a little deeper, sucking him in. Gwaine gasped again, his muscles tensing under Merlin's controlling hands. He felt Gwaine's shoulders drop down, so he could rest on the bed but he kept his lower half raised up, letting Merlin dictate the position of his hips and the rest of his lower body as he sucked Gwaine in, drawing the entire length of Gwaine's member into his mouth and then making Gwaine groan as he pushed his hips up and eased him out.
"Oh, Merlin," Gwaine moaned, making Merlin chuckle and draw Gwaine back into his mouth again.
Never in a million years, never in any sort of scenario did Gwaine ever think that this could happen to him, never mind the fact that Merlin was the one doing it so competently. The hands on his hips moved Gwaine back down again and Merlin's mouth enveloped his cock. Gwaine kept his hips up in the air and he shifted his legs to make sure he was in the position that Merlin wanted him in, following the subtle instructions of Merlin's hands.
Gwaine had his shoulders down, arse in the air and Merlin underneath him, licking at his cock as he came. Gwaine yelped in shock, his entire body tensing and he almost forgot to breathe as he pressed his face into the pillow. The warmth in his groin shot out in sparks around his body and he wobbled as Merlin released him. Gwaine rolled over and crashed out onto his side and laid back as Merlin ran gentle strokes across his torso.
"Wow."
"Thank you."
"I should return the favour."
"You don't have to."
"No," Gwaine said, pushing Merlin onto his back. "I don't have to, but I will do, I think that I can work it out. You like this?"
Gwaine kissed the end of Merlin's hard on, licking up the drops of pre-cum collecting on the end. Merlin groaned.
"Yes, you do like that, what about this?" Gwaine took Merlin in his mouth again and sucked deeper, drawing Merlin in. Merlin tried to raise his hips but Gwaine's hands held him pinned. Gwaine lifted his head again.
"I'm sorry Merlin, but you can stay put, I want to know what you like."
Merlin arched his back as Gwaine took him in his mouth again. Gwaine took the head of Merlin's erection in his mouth sucking gently for a moment before pulling back.
"Hey!"
"No, I'm going to do this properly. Do you like this?" Gwaine asked licking at Merlin's left thigh, circling his tongue over the soft flesh. Merlin nodded.
"Yes."
"And this?" Gwaine asked moving to Merlin's other thigh.
"Yes," Merlin said, lifting his hips up, fighting Gwaine's hands. Gwaine hung onto him and then licked at Merlin's soft skin.
"No where else?" Gwaine asked, nuzzling into the back of Merlin's left thigh. Merlin groaned, arching his back.
"Gwaine, please, oh yeah, just there."
Gwaine grinned as he licked the crease of Merlin's right thigh and lapped up to his hip.
"That good too?" Gwaine asked.
"Gwaine!" Merlin yelped, he brought his hand into play. If Gwaine wasn't going to do it properly, he'd do it himself.
"Hey!" Gwaine yelped and put his head back down. "Give the new guy a chance."
"Well, stop messing, oh…!" Merlin yelped spreading his legs as Gwaine took him back into his mouth. He took Merlin into his mouth as far as he could, moving his tongue and sucking until he found a rhythm that Merlin appeared to like. Gwaine ran his fingers over Merlin's leg, and moments later Merlin tensed and spurted into Gwaine's mouth.
Gwaine coughed and jerked his head back as he felt it. Merlin felt the rest of his cum splatter onto his navel and chest, and as he slumped down Gwaine crashed onto the bed next to him, still coughing.
"That takes some getting used to," Gwaine said, rubbing his nose and coughing again. Merlin laughed, pushing his leg into Gwaine's stroking hand.
"I'm sure we can practice again in a while," Merlin said, jerking as Gwaine's hand moved up over his hip and around his waist, and Gwaine rolled closer. As Gwaine's hand ran over his back, caressing his spine Merlin moaned and arched his back. Gwaine raised his eyebrows, and stroke again. Merlin jerked against him, pressing his body against Gwaine's, arching into him as Gwaine stroked his fingers over him.
"Well, now," Gwaine drawled. "What have I got here?"