My muse practically yelled at me into writing this chapter. She was really quite insistent about getting it out. Here is a bit of Mergana for my loyal readers! I would never let you guys down. I really appreciate all your reviews on the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin or any other characters! I merely love to play with them.
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Morgana's eyes opened to the feeling that she was being watched. A quick assessment of her surroundings revealed that the day before had not been a terrible nightmare and she really was in the dungeon in Camelot. She mentally kicked herself for not being more vigilant and protecting herself and Aithusa better. A sound from the shadows made her eyes dart in front of her to a figure that was mostly invisible. "I know you're there."
A dark chuckle came from the figure who stepped into the torchlight. "Hello, Morgana."
"Merlin?" she was confused. "What are you doing back down here? Is it morning?" Sleep had made her mind blurry as she puzzled out why he would be down here acting like a thief in the night.
"No." Keys rattled and jingled as they were inserted into the lock and turned, opening the cell door with a loud creak as he stepped in.
Morgana tried to sit up but her hands were stuck near her head. She jerked the chains but they did not come loose. She tried again, pulling harder and kept her eyes on Merlin, who had shut the door again and was standing inside the cell, watching her with interest. "Leave." She looked at the chains, trying to see where they were held at but in the darkness it was near impossible and her wrists were really starting to hurt from the shackles themselves. They were probably bruised by now.
"No. And that is no way to treat a guest." He had not made any moves closer to her but she still felt unsettled by the way he looked at her. His gaze was dark with a look that could only be described as desire. "It looks like you are stuck. Would you like any help with that?"
"No, Merlin. Now leave. How did you get in here in the first place?" She tugged harder. It was not fear that motivated her although that is what it would look like. Morgana did not like to be looked down upon.
Merlin smiled. "This reminds me of a similar situation that happened some years back, except I was the one in chains and you were the jailor." He stepped closer to her. "Maybe I should have poured water on you to get you awake. You need a bath."
She bristled at his comment. "I do not smell!" She hissed.
"I would have to get closer to see for myself." He was dangerously close now and she contemplated kicking at him with her feet, which were free.
"I'll scream. The guards will come to investigate and how will you explain yourself?"
"You won't scream. My presence here has made you curious. I know you better than you think, Morgana." He put his back against the wall near her head so it was easier to keep him in her sights.
"What makes you so certain I won't scream?"
"The look in your eye. The one you get when you are curious. Those blue eyes light up from the back and your forehead get a small wrinkle, like when you are confused. You are too stubborn to call on Camelot's guards to protect you against me. And I have no interest at the moment in killing you."
"Then what are you interested in?" As soon as the question left her lips she realized that she already knew the answer.
"You," he paused and sighed. "I have been having these dreams for a couple of years now. Dreams of your body beneath mine and maybe I need them to stop. Maybe I need to get you out of my head. The only way to do that is to work it out of my system."
"You speak as if it is a terrible burden." She could not keep her mild outrage out of her tone.
"Not at all. I'm just running out of material." He knelt down next to her. "I don't understand what is going on. I don't know why I am so drawn to you. It is insanity. You want Arthur dead, yet I can't stop myself. Like a moth to a flame."
"You know what happens to a moth, correct?"
"They burn. But they enjoy the light while it lasts." His lips fastened themselves to her own and she responded in kind eagerly. The truth was that she also desired the one man who tried and nearly succeeded in killing her. It was unexplainable and she had craved his touch ever since she had experienced it nearly 3 years ago. He released her lips and began kissing down the side of her chin and licked her pulse point then gave a gentle bite. His hand rested itself underneath her arm to trail down her side and back up again. She felt the heat of his palm through the thin dress. His mouth found the spot beneath her ear that he had found before and she gasped and arched her back, turning her head to give him more of her neck. Her toes dug into the bed beneath her. He grinned against her skin and released her neck. Both his hands came up to caress the underside of her breasts, flicking her nipples. She bit her lip to keep herself from making more noise. "You are so sensitive and responsive. Just like I dream of."
"Shut up and kiss me." His lips met hers again and she took his lip between her teeth and gave a nip.
"Ow." He pulled back. "Now you are going to get it."
Her body was warm and heated and her core had already begun to throb for his touch. She should not desire someone like this. Her body had never heated at a kiss or look, but she melted for Merlin.
"I really came down here to give in to my favorite thing to do to you." He walked around her body and knelt down in front of her feet. "Open for me, Morgana." He growled softly. "Let me see."
She wanted to resist him. She wanted to tell him to leave and never come back. The words rested on the tip of her tongue, but her legs opened for him. Another part of her wanted to feel the pleasure that his touch gave. It would make her feel more human. Pleasure, happiness, and human contact had been denied to her for two years and she needed this.
Merlin's hands were warm on her flesh as he pushed her dress up past her hips. His hands stroked over her legs and warmed them. He kneaded the flesh of her upper thighs so that his thumbs brushed ever closer to where she needed him the most. Finally she grew tired of it and whined, "Merlin. Please."
"Anticipation is the best part." His thumbs brushed just beneath her undergarments and she nearly embarrassed herself with her half-shriek. "So very responsive." His thumbs brushed against her soaken slit, "And so very wet." His hands left her skin and ripped the side of her underwear apart to expose her to his eyes. She was as perfect as what he dreamed. "Beautiful."
Morgana lifted her head to watch him and met his gaze. He was hungry for her. This was what she wanted and she allowed it because this was her desire. He braced his arms on either side of her legs and lowered his head, inhaling. "Apples and cream." He whispered and then gave a long lick. Her head fell back onto the thin pillow with a loud moan. She forgot how good he was at this. He changed his position so that his arms were hooked underneath her thighs which enabled him to bring her closer to his mouth. His erection was pounding and he rubbed it against the cell bed, to ease some of the ache.
His mouth continued the long sweeps making sure to graze the tiny bundle of nerves at the top each time. The rhythmic stimulation made her shift her hips and moan again. Her hands jerked against the chains. She needed to hold onto something. Her blood red lips had parted and she began to pant softly. Merlin's tongue swirled around her clit and back down. He pulled back. "Enjoying yourself? Because I am. I could do this forever." Before she could answer he buried his face back into her folds, focusing his attention on that bundle of nerves that caused her the most pleasure.
She gave a loud gasp and rolled her hips against his mouth. "More!" her demand was met with Merlin's increased pace. She gave short, sharp cries as pleasure began to wash through her in waves. His mouth continued his assault while his hips had begun to move against the bed, thrusting in time with her cries. He was beginning to get light headed with the stimulation and drove her harder to her release imagining it was his cock being driven into the warm wetness of her womanhood. Morgana's toes began to curl and her body started to tense up. The warmth and sparks coming from her core nearly consuming her. Her core began to spasm and her cry of "Merlin!" echoed off the walls of the prison.
Suddenly, as if being splashed with icy water, her mind came awake from the dream and eyes flew open to her body in full swing of an orgasm. Her core tightened and wetness spilled out of her. She stifled her cries by grabbing her pillow and biting down, her hand which had been next to her head began stroking her core through her clothes, which were still on. She kept jerking and tensing through it, finally stopping and relaxing. She looked around to see that there was no one there and her hands were free. Was it all just a dream? Why would she dream of him doing that to her. Her body felt loose and wonderful, full of happy feelings. She was still imprisoned, but she felt a lot better and for the moments that it lasted she would enjoy it.
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Merlin came awake, gasping from his dream, Morgana's flavor still on his tongue. That was definitely a new dream. This dream was of Morgana as she is now, and that has never happened before. And how had he acted with her? She brought out the darkness in him and encouraged it. His erection was rock hard and throbbing. It only took four strokes to bring him to completion. He had never come awake like that before and never had he spilled his seed afterwards so easily. It was as if he was actually there with her in the dungeon. He shook his head and sat up. He absolutely had to stay away from her. For both of their sakes.
"Merlin! Are you awake yet? We have things to do today!" Gaius's voice came from behind the door.
"Yeah! I will be out in a few minutes. I need a bath. I still smell like horses."
"Make it quick. We have to get going."
Merlin got up out of bed and undressed, using his magic to fill the small tub in his room with warm water to wash the sweat and other things from his body and try to wash the image of Morgana naked from his mind. She was as perfect as when he had first seen her. The dirt on her face and hands had done nothing to mute the perfection beneath. He washed his face. Why was he so obessesed with her! It made no sense! Morgana is evil. She is going to kill Arthur. He had to be strong and not give in to these baser desires. The head on top of his neck would be the one he listened to from now on. After the quick wash he dried off and donned a new set of clothes then opened the door to see Gaius, who was holding a few potions. "Here! Merlin. Carry these potions." Merlin saw a rabbit sitting in a cage on the table.
"What's all this for then?" he took the potions from Gaius
"Oh yes! You weren't here the last time I did this. It will be a wonderful learning experience for you." Gaius opened the door and walked out. "Come on then Merlin."
Merlin followed Gaius into the palace and through the halls to come to Gwen and Arthur's room. He knocked 3 times and the door was answered by Gwen, who looked pale and tired. "Hello Gaius. I have the vial right here. She handed him a vial of yellow liquid. "Thank you, Your Majesty. I shall have the results for you within the week."
"Don't tell Arthur. He already suspects something." Her eyes flickered to Merlin. "Hello Merlin. Arthur is looking for you. He wants you to train with him and the knights."
"You mean Arthur wants to beat on me with his sword for a couple hours."
She laughed. "You got it. I told him not to be too hard on you."
"Thanks, Gwen." She shut the door. "Is she alright Gaius?"
They began walking back through the corridors. "Perfectly alright, Merlin. Don't worry yourself about it. She has been feeling a little under the weather lately. Now go and see Arthur. We wouldn't want to keep him waiting for too long." Merlin sighed and began making his way to the training grounds.
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Another knock at the door made Gwen get up from bed, her stomach feeling queasy as she made her way to the door. Elliana was sleeping in her crib next to the bed and it was almost time for her to get up and see her part time nursemaid, Belinda, while she and Arthur held court. She had donned another simple dress before answering the door for Gaius and Merlin and wondered who else would be calling on her this early. She opened the door and was face to face with Leon. "Hello, Sir Leon. If you are looking for Arthur he is out training. I thought all the Knights were out with him."
"Morgana wishes to see you. She gave the guards quite a scare when they came in to check on her. She demanded your presence."
"I thought the castle guard knows not to pay any attention to what Morgana tells them. She isn't Uther's ward anymore." Gwen began to feel nauseated again.
"She was quite insistent on seeing you. But if you are feeling unwell I will address her myself."
"No. I can go down there before we hold court. Just give me a few minutes. Belinda should be here to take Ellie to the nursery."
"As you wish." He bowed and left as Gwen shut the door. She turned around to be greeted by a pair of sleepy blue eyes and messy curls.
"How is my princess this morning?" Gwen walked across the room to pick up the recently awakened baby from her crib. "Your nurse will be here soon to give you a bath. Mama needs to go and see what your Aunt Morgana wants. You will be good for her won't you?" Ellie smiled up at her. "I thought not." Another knock at the door revealed Belinda, a middle aged woman with more red in her hair than grey and steel grey eyes. "Hello Belinda. Would you see to it that she gets a bath today? I can't help you. I must go and deal with a situation urgently."
"As you wish, your highness." Guinevere handed her the baby and sat down to brush out her hair and wash her face while Belinda took Elliana from the room. "This will have to do. I will send for a plate of fruit. Maybe she just wants to talk like we used to. A little kindness can go a long way."
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Aren't I evil? It was all just a really vivid shared dream…or was it? I also love a little bit of dark!Merlin. And 50 brownie points to anyone who knows what is wrong with Gwen! More Gwen and Morgana and Merlin/Arthur interactions for the people next chapter. There will also be a small (2 week) time jump in the middle of next chapter which I hope to be at least 3000 words. Reviews make my muse think of chapters! The more the merrier! Merry Christmas!
