I don't even want to try and save my own ass this time other than just say I'm sorry.
Definitely M at the ending
Chose me tonight
Merlin was sure she was going to end the night either a wanted woman and on the run, or in shackles for murder, there was no other option. If Brian told her one more time that her eyes were bluer than the sky, and her hair darker than the night, she was going to choke him very slowly while that infuriating self-satisfactorily smirk died. But, she couldn't do that, Arthur would in no way approve. She did wonder though where he stood on her punching Brian in the throat, she made a mental note to ask about that at some point.
Merin was standing in a dark corner, not hiding, very much not hiding away from Brian. She was standing there only because she could see most of the room from there, Arthur talking with Edgar. Gwaine was talking to a pretty maid, who was sitting in his lap with her arms around his neck. Merlin just smiled and shock her head thinking he always was the same womanizer no matter where they were.
Percival and Elyan was just talking while eating and drinking, but that came as no big surprise as neither men were social butterflies. Merlin's eyes drifted to Mordred who was seated a small way from Elyan and Percival, he hadn't really touched his food and only seemed to be nursing his drink and not really paying attention to his surroundings.
"Merlin, there you are!" Merlin heard being called loudly and snapped her head and attention towards the man approaching her with two glasses of wine. Her shoulders tensed in irritation. He had found her again. Merlin smiled a smile she hoped looked polite, but still have of an air of being inapproachable. Considering how he still came closer Merlin guessed her message didn't get across.
"Why are you standing all the way over here? You could keep me company." The way he said company didn´t leave any doubt in Merlin´s mind, just what kind of company he had in mind. The mental image made Merlin give an internal shutter and not in because the idea appealed to her. There was no way that thought would be entertained, no matter how needy she became. Some things would serve no other purpose than to give her night terrors for the rest of her life.
"I´m just fine here thank you, from here I have a good vantage point in case the king should need a refill of wine or other such things." Of cause, it was an utter lie as Arthur would likely not drink more than the one glass he was on, as not to miss anything which were said. That also had a baring on where she was positioned, as she would be able to hear what the servants and others said. No matter how many years she had been Arthur´s maidservant people from places other than Camelot seemed to think that anything she heard would stay with her.
Brian was the type of man, who not only didn't seem to understand a polite and subtle rejection, not that Merlin thought he would understand a blunt rejection either. As it was he placed himself in front of her in a way which blocked the room from her view, she had the feeling that it was done on purpose but not so much to block her view of the room, but to block the rooms view of her. Merlin assumed it was supposed to make her feel intimidated by him, but it didn't really have that effect on her, it just made her irritated really.
A slight feeling of possessiveness hit Merlin before it was gone again, but Merlin just shook it off. She had no need for Mordred´s misplaced jealousy, so there was no reason to let it even matter a little bit to her. Brian grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, her arm got pulled behind her back as Brian closed his arms around her. "Come on Merlin, you know you can´t help but wonder how it would be to get fucked by me, you long for spreading those shapely legs for me so I can get to your wet cunt."
While Merlin wasn´t afraid of Brian even if he had her locked within his arms, he had managed to make her feel sick to her stomach. "Brian, either you let go of me right now, or I will hurt you." He showed no sign of having heard her as he leaned in and started to place kisses and little nibs on her neck. As he leaned down to be able to reach her with his mouth, Merlin were able to see her friends over his shoulder. If she at some point had thought she had gotten away from her companions' attention, she was proved wrong now.
Arthur was glaring at Brian´s back as though he could run him through with his sword by just thinking about it. Percival looked at her with a questioning look in his eyes, before letting his eyes drift towards Arthur to see what he was going to do. Not that Merlin had any doubt as to whether Percival would help her if she showed signs of needing it, but as long as she didn't, and he didn't consider her life to be on the line he let her handle it on her own.
Even if Elyan wasn't looking her way, he was aware of what was happening. Merlin was sure of it considering how his shoulders had tensed up. From there Merlin saw out of the corner of her eye how Gwaine had stopped drinking and looked like he was about to throw the maid to the ground to get to her. But as she actually looks at him she realizes that she was wrong. He's not concerned about her as his eyes were fixed on Mordred, who had a murderous look on his face.
Merlin felt Brian shift his hands so he was grabbing her ass, as he rocked into her. Because Brian had been more interested in grabbing her as, than keeping her restrained she had her wrist back, so Merlin placed her hands on Brian's shoulders and started to push him back. "I said no, Brian! Just as the answer has always been and always will be no!"
She succeeded in making him stumble back and made her escape while he was regaining his footing. She looked to Arthur to see if he would mind if she called it a night, his only indication that he understood what she wanted was giving her a slight nod. Merlin felt a bit bad at leaving him considering she has basically neglecting her duties as his maidservant, but when it came to Brian, Arthur had once said that if she needed to get away he would make do.
No servants had stood forth, but everyone in Camelot had learned not to let Brian corner a female alone. Merlin figured it was the only reason why she was let of the hook, otherwise she would have had to stay and serve her king. But for now she could run of, so she did so with haste.
Merlin stepped around Brian and walked out of the room at a brisk pace to get away before Brian got his baring back. When she was out of the room she hurried outside and around the house so she would be able to watch through a window. Just because she had been excused, she still had to keep an eye on Arthur. But when she looked in the window it weren't Arthur her eyes sought out.
There he was. The thorn in her side, the pain in her ass. Mordred. But he weren't alone anymore, there was a serving girl with him, draped all over him as though she was a creeper he a tree in the forest. Merlin's insides twisted at the sight of it, while Merlin considered herself a pro when it came to being ignorant of her own feelings, she couldn't lie to herself about this.
She was jealous. When Mordred smiled at the girl Merlin wanted to tear her long blonde hair out of her head, scratch her eyes out for looking at him like that. And when that stupid blond bimbo stood up from her seat on the bench, only to grab his hand and tuck him with her, Merlin saw red. Mordred were following her out the room under the clear disapproving gaze of Percival, and Merlin felt her arms start to shake because of how angry she was.
Soon Merlin heard a giggle and no matter how much she tried to fight it, she couldn't help but following the sound. Mordred stood with his back against a building with his arms around the serving girl with her arms between them and his face buried in her neck. Merlin narrowed her eyes at them from her spot in the corner as she felt her heart speed up it's rhyme in self-righteous fury.
Just as Merlin were about to turn around and walk away before she would make an utter fool of herself, and throw what felt like a probably quite lethal blast of power at them, Mordred looked right at her. Merlin didn't need to see his mouth to know he has smirking as his hands moved down the girls back to her ass and press her to him, the girl threw her head back and moaned.
Before she could see anything more Merlin turned on her heel and stalked into the night. There was no way that she wanted to see that! There was no question in Merlin's mind about where the girls hand had been trapped! Screw Arthur, he could take care of himself for one night because Merlin needed to be alone right now. She walked into a field and sat down in the cover of bushes with her anger still burning bright inside of her.
You can't have it both ways Merlin. You can't expect him to not take what is offered when he's free to do so. Merlin was fighting so hard with herself that she didn't notice someone sneaking up on her before they were standing right behind her.
Mordred pov
He knew she was watching. He could feel it, it was the only reason he had followed Tara out, at least he thought that was her name, but what did it matter really? She was just a means to an end. She wasn't what he wanted, he wanted Merlin and damn her he would have her! So she didn't trust him, he could work with that! He would prove to her that she could trust him, with Camelot, with Arthur and the most guarded thing in the world. He was going to prove to her that he could be trusted with her heart.
As he followed Tara outside he could feel Merlin's anger and jealousy run through him like a wildfire, it was a wonder she had never been outtet considering how bad she was at control in a fit of anger. He highly doubted he was the first one to piss her off.
He could feel how his cock filled with blood and hardened to the point of pain, Tera giggled and tried to put her hand down his trousers. Somehow, he didn't really recall how, she had backed him up against the side of the building. He was just about to push her off of him when he felt Merlin move closer to where they were.
Tara did nothing for him, no what did something for him and were the cause of his rather painful member were coming closer and closer. Tara's hand had slipped all the way down his pants and closed round him, in reaction he closed his arms around her and buried his face in her neck. It had been so long since another had brought him over the brink.
He could feel Merlin's eyes on him now, feel how her jealousy flared even higher, so he opened his eyes and looked eyes with her. Oh, how he wanted it to be her who was giving quiet moans in his ear, her teeth scraping against his neck and making his head swim. Her throwing her head back in pleasure as he tried to cleanse his thirst for her.
Suddenly Merlin turned around and was gone. Mordred noticed then that he was pressing.. Tara was it? hard against him with his hands on her ass. He looked at her. He could take her right here, right now, close his eyes and pretend. Pretend her blond hair was black, her eyes a different shade of blue and that her moans were Merlin's. He became disgusted with himself just for thinking it. Even his cock had decided that it didn't want her.
"What's wrong?" Tara asked him as his cock became more and more limp in her hand and he pushed her away from him. She was looking at him with big eyes. "I'm sorry, I can't do this" he said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand from his trousers. "What?!" she hissed at him when he pushed her away and made to walk away. Mordred just ignored her and walked back inside to join Perce and Elyan, with the former looking quite cross with him.
"What?" He asked his fellow knights before taking a sting from his goblet, Elyan just raised his hand and muttered nothing. Perce was just looking at him before narrowing his eyes, "that was fast". "Nothing happened. Not that it matters anyway" the last part was muttered into his goblet.
"Did she see?" Percival asked, but before Mordred could answer Elyan sprang to his feet "I believe that's my queue to leave, I'm not good at not knowing if I know" Mordred felt he was missing something as he looked at Elyan taking a seat over by Gwaine who looked very busy.
"Did Merlin see you Mordred?" Perce asked at the same time as Mordred asked "What does that mean?" Perce signed before saying "he means that we don't know anything until we are told, it's like our code concerning Merlin, so don't tell me anything, just listen for a second." Mordred did not feel like he understood at all, but maybe he wasn't meant to, so he would listen.
"If she saw you and the girl having a.. private moment, you need to fix it. Even if you say nothing happened. She is our little sister, and if you hurt her… well, let's just say we'll hurt you back. She deserves to be happy, and I think you could give her that." With that Percival just got up and left Mordred sitting with his own thoughts. Mordred got back up and walked out into the night in search of an angry witch.
Merlin pov
"I pushed her away right after you left. Nothing happened. But, I'm sorry you had to see that." Merlin almost fell over when Mordred started talking to her, as she hadn't heard him come up behind her. She just glared at him when he sat down beside her.
"Why? It's none of my business who you fuck." She answered with a sour taste in her voice, not that she weren't happy that nothing had happened, but she had decided that she didn't need him. Just that morning at a matter of fact. But look at her now, she was pinning. She felt foolish, she felt like crying and she just wanted to be held.
Merlin felt rather than saw Mordred move closer to her. His fingers circled her jaw and made her turn her face towards him, Merlin squished her eyes shut so she wouldn't have to look at him. She felt his thumbs brush tears off her cheeks she didn't even know she had shed.
"Look at me Merlin." Merlin tried to turn her face away, but his grip on her face weren't letting up. "why would I be with her, when it's you I want? I want it to be your business." Merlin felt his lips on her eyelids before it trailed a path to the corner of her mouth. "Mordred stop" even to her own ears it sounded half-hearted. Not surprisingly, Mordred didn't believe she wanted him to stop either.
"I don't know what it is I have done to make you mistrust me so, but please Emrys.. Merlin, even if this is all I'll have then let me have it for just one night. Just trust me this night, let me prove to you how much you mean to me." Merlin opened her eyes to look at him.
He was looking at her with an intensity in his eyes that made her heart ache and new tears form in her eyes. She reached up and cradled his face in her hands "If I have to chose between you and Arthur…" Merlin trailed off to make sure he was listening "I'll chose him. I'll always chose him."
One of Mordred's hands closed over hers, and looked at her with pain in his eyes. "l know. But for tonight, chose me" Merlin searched his eyes to see if he understood what she meant, if he truly understood that if she had to chose to save him or Arthur, then Mordred would die.
Seeing only painful understanding in his eyes Merlin gave a slight nod, leaning in and kissed him. She could give him and herself tonight. And then tomorrow she would build her walls back up even stronger, it didn't matter at the moment that Killgarrath said destiny was changing. Or that Gwaine thought she could keep Mordred from turning.
Nothing else mattered at that moment, because if she could have just one night with him, she would take it before it all fell down. This night she could pretend that things were different, with no destinies keeping them apart, just a man and a woman wanting each other. And by the goddess did she want him. He had barely touched her and already she was felling a persistent throbbing in her lower belly in want, in need.
Merlin gave herself over to the felling of his lips moving against hers, as he guided her down in the cover of the bushes once more. Her hands started roaming his shoulders until one of them found purpose at the Bach of his head, fingers buried in his hair she guided his mouth to her neck. Merlin heard him groan as he pressed his nose to her neck and inhaled deeply, she briefly wondered if he thought she smelled nice.
Her thoughts were redirected as she felt his fingers caress her collarbone before lightly trailing towards her breast. Where their other passionate embraces had been hurried and full of insatiable hunger, is one was different. No less passionate, but less hurried and Merlin thought it might be because this time, this time that hunger would be sated. Merlin arched her back as Mordred kissed his way down to where he had pulled her shirt down, boy was she glad she had declined borrowing a dress, to where the swell of her breast showed.
Merlin let out a low moan as she felt his tongue make a wet trail on her skin, her moan however turned disapproving when Mordred pulled back and sat up. She glared a bit at him when he just smiled at her before pulling his shirt over his head and of, Merlin felt her mouth water at the sight of him in the dark. The triskelion stood out even darker in the night and Merlin let her tongue glide over her lower lip as she contemplated licking that instead. Remembering that she only had tonight she sat up and leaned in to do just that.
As her tongue glided over it, she heard Mordred give a moan of appreciation above her at the same time as his hands burrowed into her hair. Merlin let her tongue flicker over his nipple, before his grip on her hair tightened as he pulled her lips up to meet his. There was no question or hesitation in his kiss, he kissed like a man who knew what he wanted and was going to get it no matter what. Merlin felt a momentarily fear at the realization that she was what he wanted, but pushed it away as his hands found the bottom of her shirt and pulled that over her head before starting to work on her breastbindings which sat a screw from his earlier effort.
Merlin felt the chill of the spring across her back and briefly her front before Mordred pulled her half-naked body to his equally naked chest. Merlin moaned deep in her throat in response to the feeling of him against her. Just as she felt like he was about to lay her down once more she pushed him down on his back, she gave a small chuckle at his hiss as his back hit the cold ground. Merlin soon forgot her mirth as she svung her leg over him and kissed him.
Hands circled her hips and pressed her aching center to a rock hard steal rod under her, Merlin tore her lips from his to throw her head back with a gasp. He felt amazing under her and she could hardly wait to feel him inside of her, but she wasn't ready for the finishing race yet. She pulled back a little so she could kiss her way after her hands witch were busy mapping out his chest, her tongue drew patterns over him as she committed his body and reactions to memory.
Her hands started working on the binding in his trousers, as she got them open her tongue reached his hipbone. She started pulling them down and of as Mordred lifted his hips to help her, she only got them as far as his knees before she got distracted by the price in front of her. Merlin blinked a few times as she took in the site before her.
Mordred had his hands buried in the ground on either side of him as he looked at her with dark eyes, Merlin licked her lips as her gaze moved down his body. She had been wrong. He was slightly bigger than she thought, not by much but enough to notice. Merlin licked her lips again as one of her hands closed around him, Merlin looked at Mordred's face as she squished her hand a bit before letting it run the entire length of his cock. His head fell back on the ground as he groaned while aching into her hand, Merlin bend over and ran her tongue over the weeping head.
However, she was stopped from taking him in her mouth as Mordred grabbed her hair and pulled her back, Merlin looked confused at him. "you don't have to do that Merlin. While I would love to see my cock in your mouth, you don't have to." Merlin felt her cheeks heat up at the lustfilled timber his voice, "don't you want me to?" "don't want you to? Are you crazy? Goddess yes I want you to, but.." Merlin never let him finish what he was going to say before she ignored his hands in her hair, and closed her mouth around him. Merlin let out a moan at his taste at the same time as Mordred let out a string of curses.
Merlin tried to take him as far as she could but Mordred gave a small thrust of his hips and she had to pull back. She looked up at him and was met with the darkest blue eyes she had ever seen, as he was staring at her with a look of wonder on his face and slightly parted lips. His grip on her head tightened a bit as he thrusted again as he held her head in place over him. Merlin felt both powerful and weak at that moment, powerful because she had done that. She was the reason that he was slowly losing control. She could feel it along her whole body, the tizzling of his magic.
"let go." She whispered in his mind, she didn't quite know if she meant the hold he had on his magic or the one he had on his body. Before she could even blink she was on her back with him furiously kissing her while he tore at her trousers to get them of, all the while trying to kick his if along with his boots. When he got her trousers open he immediately sat up and pulled them all the way of along with her underpants and boots.
Instead of coming back to her lips like she thought he would be buried his mouth right were Merlin thought she was breaking apart. His tongue lapped up her juices while Merlin tried not screaming to high heaven in pleasure, when he gave a hard suck to her small joy knob she was barely able to contain it. "goddess you are so wet for me Merlin. And you taste so good." Merlin gasped when he pressed first one and then quickly another finger inside of her and curved them so he his a spot which made her we stars. "fuck Merlin, you are delicious. I can't wait to bury myself inside of you. Come for me Merlin."
Merlin didn't need to be told trice as she broke apart with a slight scream. When she opened her eyes Mordred was leaning in over her and watching her face intensely "beautiful" he mumbled before leaning down to kiss her. Merlin tasted herself on his lips and tongue but it mattered little to her as she felt her desire beginning to climb again. His fingers in her started to move again when she rocked her hips against them, she could feel him hard and heavy at her hip and spread her legs wider in invitation. Mordred groaned against her before removing his hand from her and laying between her spread legs.
Merlin shuddered as she felt him thrust against her so he coated himself him her wetness. But instead of entering her he pulled back and looked at her, "Merlin are you sure about this? It's not too late to back out." Merlin frowned at him before pushing his shoulder, she saw the resigned look in his eyes right before she gave him another push so he was on his back. She didn't waste a single moment before she had straddled him, with one hand she grabbed his cock while she used the other to steady herself on his chest. Mordred's hands grabbed her hips at the same time as she sunk down on him inch after inch, Merlin leaned back and placed her hands on his thighs as she began to move on him.
Merlin moaned as she increased her pace, Mordred had a look of pain over him before he reached up, grabbed her neck and pulled her lips to him. After a kiss Merlin was sure would bruise Merlin felt herself being flipped over on her back, and Mordred set a hard pace which had her gasping for air and moan in pleasure. "Merlin you feel even better than I thought you would. I'm not gonna last. Come with me Merlin, let me feel you come on me."
Merlin heard what he didn't say, she heard the just once at the end of the sentence. Even if she had tried she wouldn't have been able to stop the onslaught of her orgasm hitting her as Mordred snapped his hips to hers hard as he came inside her quivering body. As he laid down on her and Merlin ran her fingers through his hair and over his shoulders she felt weak again and now she knew why. How could she ever thing that this would be for just one night? As she laid there and the cold of the night crept into her sweatsoaked body she was only able to think one thought.
What had she done?
