For Ship.
A translation of At the end of the world by Ship.
THE STORY IS NOT MINE!
this is a translation of the Italian story 'At the end of the world' by Ship.
Cover image by Jessica
CHAPTER 10 OF 14
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Merlin sat next to Arthur, in the place he had left free by his side, and immediately after that, Gaius, Alator, Percival and Leon joined them.
After bringing the dishes in the dining room, some women began to serve them, and Merlin let them fill his plate with delicious food, very hungry. It had been cooked with care. The brunet was relaxed, eating like a lion. Every now and then, he stared at Arthur by his side, who was eating hearty too, along with the other men at the table, arguing passionately about what would happen from then on, of what lay ahead.
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After the meal, Alator stood up, lifting up his cup of wine, smiling.
"Tomorrow, everyone will take his/her own paths and then, meet again in a week time at the split mountain of Tintagel, where the future awaits us. In honor of this goodbye, my people and I would like to offer our guests some desserts..."
In the room there was a chorus of approval, a few liberating jokes.
None of them had eaten anything different for a long time, at least since nature had forced them to ration their resources and the lack of variety of the remaining ingredients, such as flour, which could be used only for bread, since it was so rare and precious.
"The women of our village have prepared some cakes for this evening: a honeyed one, in honor of our new Great King. We men instead want to offer you our best aged wine, strong and liqueur, to drink with the dessert, as a good luck for the future"
Arthur smiled in approval and stood up, staring at all the people in the room in the face, realizing the effort that these people were making to find courage and trust. Then, he met Alator's gaze, raising his glass in front of him, sending strength and spreading it around, catching the energies of the entire room on him, enchanting the audience with his charisma and his majesty as a king and leader.
Merlin felt chills and his presence on himself, everywhere, in every beat.
"A meal worthy of royals. I thank you on behalf of myself and of my people for this welcome and for this warmth, for the devotion and willingness to sacrifice yourselves, something that cannot be taken for granted. I toast to your land, saying goodbye to it for the last time along with you, as it deserves"
Alator lowered his head, touched. The room was silent for a moment, listening to those worth words. Then, when Arthur and Alator's glasses touched, everyone returned to their drinks and chatters. Some young girls made their entrance into the cave, each bringing cakes and aged wine, and started to serve the tables.
Finally, at seeing them come in, Arthur, sitting in his chair again, tensed like a cat that instinctively knows that the mouse is about to exit from the hole in the hole.
He had waited patiently through all the meal and finally everything was about to be set in motion with Merlin.
His plan to make him capitulate, planned throughout the day, was now right before his eyes:
A very beautiful young woman with long blond hair, bright eyes, ample bosom, highlighted by a prominent neckline, approached their table, smiling, looking in Arthur's eyes all the time, obviously interested. Arthur felt on his skin Merlin's sudden uncertainty at that.
He stared at the brunet just a moment to savor his reaction, to enjoy it, puffing his chest, ready to do his part, showing keen interest in the girl.
It worked.
Feeling the air changing around them because of her entrance, Merlin's stomach closed and the tension grew when Alator stood up to introduce her. His nervousness grew, despite trying to ignore the fact that Arthur wasn't suddenly giving him the time of day. Instead, the blond seemed to reciprocate the interest of the young woman, seemingly enchanted.
"Let me introduce you my daughter, Lane. Arthur has got to meet her today, when he visited my house, but you don't know her. As Owen is my pride, Lane is my joy, since my wife left us years ago. For me it is a relief to know that she will have a future, a life ... that both my children will have one"
Arthur stared at her and smiled in greeting, "Happy to see you again, Lane"
The tone he used was too soft for Merlin's nerves, who lost his appetite; so much that despite the dessert, he left his fork on the plate.
What was happening? Why those looks? Had Arthur and the girl talked a lot earlier? Alator seemed to have some kind of expectations by introducing her ... Merlin could feel it, even though he did not understand why… also Percival and Leon greeted the girl kindly, also enchanted.
She was really beautiful.
She could certainly be a woman to offer to a king.
Was this what had happened?
When he returned his attention to them, the young woman was moving from his father's side to come closer to Arthur. She served him roses scented wine and a generous piece of cake, making a spoonful of acacia honey fall all over it, whose sweetness, combined with the smell of roses, was making Merlin sick… his anger growing. Her voice then was too soft, too feminine. It was burning his veins with jealousy.
"Great King... I hope that the dessert will be to your liking"
Merlin turned away, disappointed. He tried to meet Arthur's gaze, speechless as he watched the seduction scene before his eyes, but failed to, because the Alpha was too busy looking at the girl, as her ample bosom was at his face level, too close. Merlin was really sick now.
"Thank you. I'm sure it will be"
Merlin would have liked to kick him under the table to draw his attention, but stopped when she smiled, stretching the corners of her mouth and revealing a perfect set of teeth, along with an absolutely envious malice, reflected in her green eyes that were showing her intentions very clearly.
In fact, at that answer, the girl grabbed a fork, taking a bite of cake with it and handing it to Arthur, making him taste it slowly, while her hair danced around him, caressing him like a golden cloud.
Merlin wanted to stand up and yell, while the Alpha, complacent, accepted the cake from her hand, stubborn, continuing with his provocation, now that he finally had a real opportunity to do it.
Alator smiled, explaining the reasons for her gesture.
"Arthur... In accordance with tradition, the young women of our village always offer the cake they have prepared to the most important person at the table with their hand. Lane has insisted so much to honor you and this tradition today. I hope you will be pleased"
Arthur smiled, nodding, and Merlin, increasingly angrier, stayed silent once again, while the Alpha continued to bathe in her attentions, who was moving gracefully and happily, capturing his every glance.
"A very sweet and gentle way to honor your guests. Thank you, Lane"
She smiled, giving in to the sincerity of her young age, becoming obvious in her intentions.
"The young women of our village are also free to choose the men to share their bed with at night, or for longer..."
Merlin almost choked at that clear invitation, feeling food backing up. This time, he stared at Arthur with obvious disappointment, but the Alpha grinned at her, continuing to ignore him.
Alator intervened, reprimanding his daughter, not so subtle anymore.
"Lane, this is an inopportune moment. The King has a mate, seated at our table. Don't be so pushy"
For the first time, she turned to Merlin… her eyes firm and unfriendly, without fear.
Merlin deeply hated the dynamics of the races since the Bond was forbidden: the Alphas could do everything they wanted, take anyone they wanted. And what was happening now was just a reminder of that fact.
The young woman was not pushy, she just knew she could dare… it was natural, according to the law.
She was not even ashamed to do so in front of her father or her people, because there was no shame in acting according to the laws.
She was just a daughter of this era... that Merlin had always rejected, isolating himself and shutting the world out, as Arthur had always reproached him.
Merlin felt crushed by these dynamics. He stared at Arthur, feeling like dying at the thought of having to share him eventually.
She continued, "Pushy? Why?"
Alator smiled.
"Indelicate then"
Arthur laughed and that sound penetrated Merlin's veins, exhausting him.
She moved even closer to Arthur in response.
"Do I really have to be the one to remind that an Alpha can have different mates during his life, if he hasn't established the Bond? Even more if he is a High King. The law allows it. For me, it would really be a great pleasure if the King were to choose me. I would be pleased to honor him always and by doing so I would even honor my father by choosing such a great mate, although I know I won't be his one and only"
Arthur stared at her and she leaned and kissed him on the lips, sealing her offer, while Arthur allowed her to, knowing he was provoking Merlin.
The Omega was falling more and more.
He was sinking.
This time, Alator scolded his daughter with more conviction.
"Lane... now let us finish dinner! The King has understood. There's no need to say more"
She nodded, but was very suborn.
She turned to one of Arthur's men, "Knight? Could you kindly let me have your seat? If the King is all right with it, I would like to end the evening at your table"
Under the gaze of a stunned Merlin, Arthur signaled Percival to get up and a chair was added, so that she could sit next to the Alpha, capturing his attention for the rest of the evening. Of course, it was Arthur to allow her these liberties. He chatted with her all the time, often in a low voice, gently.
Merlin soon ran straight into the Prime's trap. He couldn't stand that scene anymore: to see Percival and Leon glancing at him with a shrug, her too feminine and squeaky voice in his ears, as well as her long hands always all over Arthur at every occasion.
When he reached his limit, he got up, furious.
"Excuse me... I must take my leave now. Tomorrow I have to get up early..."
The look Arthur gave him was distant, voluntarily cold, and Merlin felt his veins on fire, exploding due to the jealousy.
"...Good night, then" Arthur answered, firm.
Merlin would have liked to take the cake she had served him and smashing it all over his head. However, more hurt than really humiliated, the brunet left the room, casting a last glance at Gaius, who shrugged, also confused.
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Merlin went away, furious.
He had thought that it could be different between him and Arthur… that Arthur was different.
But instead, he was the one wrong…Absolutely.
After all, he had never really been part of that world... and perhaps he would never get used to it, fit in.
Lane's naughty laughter hit him even when he closed the door, as he left the dinning-room.
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Unable to sleep, much later - he could not say exactly how much - after returning alone in a house that the inhabitants had made available to them, Merlin felt the wooden door opening and Arthur getting in.
At that noise, he didn't move, remaining purposely in a room that he would have to share with Percival and Leon and where he had made his bed near the ones of the two knights, rather than next to Arthur's in the next room.
Not finding him in their room as he had expected, the Alpha reached him.
His smell entered Merlin's chest right away, as he listened to his footsteps moving around the house and caressing his heart and beatings. However, he could do nothing to slow them down.
Merlin almost choked because of his own reaction.
He was suffering his presence, despite his bitterness and desire to push him away. Arthur's essence was crushing his soul, forcing him to close his eyes, forcing him to get lost in his scent that in that moment smelled of the evening, of unspoiled land, touched by the winds of the night, of open sky...
…Of millions of stars above his head, where he knew that somewhere there was theirs. Everything hurt so much, as if he was feeling many pins piercing his flesh, while the Alpha entered him slowly, frustrating and confusing him more than ever.
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When his shadowed silhouetted stood out against the light at the door, Merlin stood up in a spontaneous gesture, ready to fight.
"The feast is already over?"
Arthur ignored his question.
"What are you doing in this room?"
Merlin replied bitterly.
"I'm here to stay. Are you really going to make me share even the bed with someone else? Doesn't matter… I'm sleeping with the guys"
Arthur approached him, tense, ready to push him to the limit...
He had done everything he could to provoke Merlin. He had gone further than he had ever wanted to, using that girl. He still didn't know that he would go even further, as he decided that it was time to reap the rewards after poking Merlin's fury. He decided to move toward a more direct dialogue, seeing no other way.
"Are you jealous, Merlin? Are you fighting the world? The dynamics of the races still leave you angry and destroy you without you accepting them? This is life... I'm an Alpha. I can have several mates and you have to get used to it. I can choose someone else as I have chosen you"
Now that they were alone and exposed, Arthur was pushing him as far as he could, eager to finally break his resistance.
To destroy it.
Merlin's sarcastic laugh raised high.
"Is that so? And what would happen instead if I didn't want to get used to it?"
Arthur came closer, only one-step from him, and Merlin could see his dark, firm and furious eyes, realizing that for some reason that fury was inebriating him.
It gave him power, even if it also meant rejecting him.
Merlin wanted to punish him, to hurt him... to push him away. He couldn't accept what Arthur was asking him ... to share him amiably with everyone else.
In Arthur's response, he could almost feel the warmth of his angry breath. His voice was harsh, cold, lethal… provocative.
Straight to the target, as fast as an arrow.
"In that case then, you should at least tell me why. What's the problem? Where does this jealousy come from? Why are you so angry at the idea of sharing me with someone else? Do you believe I should want only you? Give me a reason"
Merlin knew that Arthur's had hit the target: he was slowly finding out how to discover his Omega nature... by bringing it up, scratching and shaping his one and only reason to claim him. Not having an answer to give him was hurting him; so Merlin chose a different path… running away once again.
"Actually I could just tell you that I am the one that doesn't want you anymore... that it's over. That it was a fun ride while it lasted. That I'm not going to change and that I choose not to accept what you are asking. I'm still a free man. Always free… even to choose to end it"
Arthur whispered his answer deliberately.
"Not even you believe that"
This time, when the Alpha approached, he came face to face with him, preventing him from moving, and the smell that the young woman had left on Arthur hit Merlin… The image of the kiss he had given her prevented him from thinking, making his voice rough.
In that moment, his Omega nature was strongly rebelling.
"Her stench is all over you. Tell me... has she stopped at the cake or has she also given you a different kind of dessert?"
Arthur stood before him, impassive, piercing him, frustrated and defeated by Merlin's stubbornness and obstinacy.
By his not giving in even when Arthur was clearly asking him to.
"You first. I have asked you a question first. Answer me!"
Merlin laughed, sinking in his pure instinct, blinded by the fury of the thought of the two of them together. In that moment, he couldn't even really hear him talking.
The image of Arthur with someone that was not him was killing Merlin.
The brunet raised his hands in surrender, defeated...
"... you know what? Don't tell me. I don't want to know"
Raising his hands was a mistake, because Arthur grabbed his wrists, blocking and squeezing them in his fingers of steel.
"Are you going to completely shut down on me again? Stop playing! I've had enough! What are you keeping from me, Merlin? What are you hiding behind this stubbornness of yours, behind this blind desire to isolate yourself from the world? Come on!"
Merlin took a step back, now afraid, reading in Arthur's blind fury what he was really asking him.
He was explicitly asking if he was an Omega.
He wanted an answer.
Arthur must have suspected it...He was slapping it in his face.
"Aren't you tired, Merlin? Of never talking to me for real? Of never opening up to me for real? Of lying?"
Arthur pulled him against his chest, preventing him from escaping, wrapping his waist with his arms, tightening him in a grip and approaching his lips.
But Merlin continued to remain cold as stone, because revealing himself in that moment, after having imagined Arthur with another, taking her like he had taken him, his body loving being inside that of another after what the two of them had had... was hurting Merlin too much. It was something that was making him fall into nothing.
He whispered it.
The need to know was too strong.
He could not say anything with that thought in mind, let alone admitting what Arthur was asking.
"Tell me something… Have you fucked her?"
Very confused and frustrated, Arthur broke due to his nerves.
Blind rage took hold of his every muscle, of every beat, of every rational thought, leaving him victim of his purest instincts.
Merlin was still resisting, fighting… he wasn't giving in...
Maybe he had been wrong all along?
His mate was really a Beta and Arthur would be forced to only want something impossible for the rest of his life?
That thought hurt him so much that he wanted to hurt Merlin in turn.
Arthur kissed and bit Merlin's lip until he felt the iron taste of blood on his tongue, in a possessive gesture, feeling the younger man slowly surrender in his arms. When he felt him giving in, helpless against him, the blond destroyed him… Finally breaking his resistance with his desperation.
"YES, I HAVE"
A big lie, but credible and surely unacceptable.
An avalanche thrown at him to end everything.
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Merlin struggled, hitting Arthur hard on the chest.
A huge anger darkened his mind. He hit Arthur hard enough to feel his hands piercing his chest. He hit him again and again and Arthur waited.
He waited for Merlin's eyes to return on him from hell.
Because Arthur had strongly wanted him in his own personal hell… he had drowned him in it...
And now he wanted to pull the brunet out of the ashes, toward a new life.
If he was an Omega, in that moment he had to yell it in his face. Otherwise, the both of them would remain in the flames.
Merlin finished falling apart and Arthur felt that moment like thunder promising storm.
"GOOD... you know what, Arthur? This is even better for me. From now on, stay away from me, because you'll not have me ever again"
Arthur stared at him, letting him vent, because despite that coldness, for the first time he could finally see the reaction he was waiting for.
"I'm sure she will be perfectly able to put up with your gigantic ego. Something that I can't stand anymore, along with all these rules and laws... of life, as you like to call them. Go ahead and fuck her as much as you like… It's 'natural', after all! But when you have done with her, don't come back to me"
Merlin stopped hitting him, but hurt him even more with his words.
A lot...
Like an arrow in the chest.
"Arthur Pendragon, you are the worst thing that could ever happen to me! I abhor even the idea of entering a new world with you! You're just a selfish asshole, devoid of emotions and feelings!"
Arthur could almost see the tears fill his eyes. This time, falling in his own madness, he grabbed Merlin again, captured his arms and pressed him against his chest, squeezing him with a violence unknown even to himself. He bit him, kissing his lips so hard it hurt and preventing both of them from breathing...
"God... Merlin, don't you understand? I'm going crazy... I don't understand anything anymore... all of this is madness! Everything is a lie, every gesture unreal ... confused. Every step you take is a torture for my mind. My every progress is just one step closer to a precipice"
"Is that so? So even being with her was like falling?! Let me go!"
Merlin's voice was harsh now, determined, hard as a sharp and lethal knife blade...
Arthur fell on it in order to injure himself.
He was losing him and could not contemplate it, even if Merlin was a Beta, even if he really had been wrong.
However, he was an Alpha and hurting himself meant he would also hurt the other man. The possession, the domination, couldn't allow him to surrender in front of his pride.
His hands were on Merlin in an instant, without giving the brunet time to reject him, to oppose him, not even to think, while he striped him by force, kissing and pushing him against his body again, without asking permission.
Merlin struggled with the force of desperation, so furious he had tears freely running down on his cheekbones.
"I hate you! I hate your arrogance, your stubbornness, your selfishness..."
Merlin hissed it, as he struggled with himself as well as with Arthur, because every fiber of his body and Omega essence wanted the Alpha on and inside him. It made him feel weak and submissive, as he tried to escape his embrace and his intrusive hands…exciting, essential to his every cell.
"I told you to let me go! Stop!"
But Arthur wasn't listening. Now sunk in his Alpha nature and instincts, the only thing he could focus on was preventing his mate from escaping. He wanted to mate with him, reestablish his domination, so hard to imprint himself in Merlin's blood...
He wanted to bend him to his commands, since it was right and natural.
Arthur stripped him of the latest clothes. He lifted and literally dragged him in their room. Then, he closed the door with a kick and threw the brunet on the bed, covering him with his body, pinning his wrists above his head with one hand and loosening the laces of his pants with the other.
"Tell me you want me. Tell me you are mine"
"No! Get off me…"
Arthur answered with blind desire and kissed him with arrogance, not giving him time to continue to argue back. He let their bodies talk, moving above him.
Merlin, crushed by their instincts, could not help but give in, gasping, defeated by the Alpha's possessiveness, as his body began not to obey him anymore due to his pheromones in turmoil. Against his will, he slowly started to push against him. Arthur's strong and shady smell was entering in each cell as a drug, almost stunning him into unconsciousness.
"I have told you to TELL ME YOU WANT ME… that you are mine"
"Never…"
"Not credible…"
It was the truth.
It was useless to deny it. And actually, Merlin didn't even want to. He wanted to be his. He could pretend to be a Beta but the reality ... was that he was an Omega, that Arthur was his Alpha and that he wanted the Bond.
He wanted it with every fiber of his being, just like Arthur.
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At that point, Arthur crushed him so heavily under him that he sealed his intentions, feeling the brunet finally surrendering.
Merlin stopped struggling, an echo in his chest that was now demanding rest, and gave in, following it with every drop of himself.
He relaxed every muscle.
At that reaction, Arthur moaned loudly on his mouth, as his hands finally left his to run on his skin instead, leaving signs of possession and lust on that white and tense flesh. Merlin's tears stopped and remained trapped in his lashes. They were replaced by a sharp and suffered smile.
Arthur lifted himself a bit to look at him from above, holding him down, crushed and helpless beneath him, to enjoy his yield, forcing himself not to cry victory. After melting in front of the brunet's compliance, he rushed back down on Merlin to bite him passionately on the neck and chest, leaving trails of fire everywhere, marking him and drawing a way only his on his body, while he slowly moved on him to make him feel his excitement. His penis was already tense, erect and dewy, swollen, majestic and throbbing, ready to take and satisfy him, and to take his own pleasure in turn.
Merlin took a deep breath, this time without rebelling when Arthur crept between his legs, spreading them. He got closer to him with force, demanding him.
"You are mine, Merlin. MINE! Only mine"
Arthur growled it low, full of Alpha domination, while Merlin ended up surrendering to him completely.
He was not Merlin anymore, but an Omega in need of his Alpha.
Arthur gasped and groaned loudly when their erections found each other. Then, he slid his fingers to Merlin's opening, staring into his eyes and pinning him beneath him, dominating him, while he stimulated him slowly, imposing his will, preparing him for himself. Merlin, defeated and bent into submission by his Omega instincts, closed his eyes, moving to meet Arthur, to help him to take him, and arched his back.
"Take me"
When he penetrated him, Arthur fell on his skin to suffocate a cry of pleasure and listen to Merlin's, who on the other hand was crying freely and loudly under his thrusts. The voice released by the Omega was a single note that was increasing in volume, coloring in pleasure red his parted and swollen lips... perfect, softly surrendered. Their every breath was a direct explosion on Arthur's every nerve.
Now the winner, the Alpha moved inside him, languidly, sliding to find a way, while Merlin opened to him even more. Arthur bit his cheekbone and Merlin's chest released a deep and guttural breath, which Arthur drank directly from his breath, enjoying the taste.
"Ahhhrthur..."
Arthur's thrusts became violent, out of control. Yet, the Alpha couldn't let go completely, with his sex that was always not even remotely close in taking Merlin completely. Everything was too frustrating. Arthur cursed at each thrust, furious and forced to restrain himself with difficulty.
Then, it happened.
Merlin wanted him.
Everywhere, as much as he possibly could...
He breathed in his ear, making him slip his hot tongue inside, licking slowly and setting him on fire with a whisper, pushing deeper against him...
Arthur was shaking, vibrating with every thrust and slipping in deeper and deeper. Merlin's skin lit up as he felt the blond reaching that place inside him where he had not yet been... pulsing around Arthur, compressing his excitement...
Lost and intoxicated by this new pleasure, Merlin begged him again, lifting his waist as much as he could. This time he accompanied the begging by squeezing Arthur's buttocks in his hands, pushing him in himself with force. His back arched and Arthur's gasp seemed to enter him when the Alpha moved with a new thrust, deeper, stronger, but suffered...
"I'm hurting you?"
Merlin bit his lips in response, urging him to continue. But the Alpha stopped: he could not take him more than that without tearing him. Considering Merlin was a Beta, he had already gone too deep.
Arthur groaned, shaking his head, and at that point, Merlin, frustrated beyond belief and lost in his Omega nature, wrapped his legs around his mate's waist. He moved under him and reversed their positions, forcing the Alpha under him, finally choosing to give all himself.
Arthur looked at him strangely, panting. His sweaty hair and full lips was shaped in that expression Merlin knew the blond did when he couldn't understand something.
Merlin panted loudly, defeated. He took Arthur's hands and put them on his buttocks. Then, he leaned down and kissed him, inviting, sweetly and full of longing.
"Take what's yours, Alpha..."
Merlin's plea fell directly into Arthur's chest, around his heart, whispering a truth hidden for too long, while the brunet impaled himself on him, opening up to him, finally, as only an Omega could do. He moved rhythmically, squeezing around the blond so he couldn't exit. His legs were tightening Arthur's sides for a better grip...
Arthur moaned strongly at that feeling, reaching so deeply into his mate that he felt like falling into an abyss... the Alpha in him was exploding in his essence, as the knowledge to have in his arms an Omega, HIS Omega, was leading him toward the climax.
"M... erlin..."
Immediately Arthur's Knot started to form and swell, making him close his eyes due to the immediate pleasure, setting his veins on fire...
Now lost in the truth, in a clear statement of belonging and in Merlin's warmth, Arthur returned on top of him, forcing him into submission, beside himself with pleasure. He forced him to open himself even more to push the Knot inside and the Omega obeyed him, shouting at the feeling, perceiving the Bond growing in his chest. He lost himself in the ecstasy, while that hard bulge found its perfect place inside, rubbing on his prostate, making him coming.
Merlin kissed him, moving again and again to take him as he wanted and Arthur pushed in harder to satisfy him as he was asking, feeling the Omega surrendering completely to him, indulging in his instincts.
When they arrived, the words of domination descended on Merlin's skin as a healing balm, a stun ointment, necessary.
"You are mine, Merlin. My Omega. Only mine at last. Completely. I want you. I'm claiming you now. Mine, mine... mine"
At those words, Merlin felt his stomach on fire, melt under the pressure of his mate and crushed by the weight of the Knot, firmly anchored inside him... ready for the Bond like the other man.
"Do it... Arthur..."
At the plea, Arthur sank with more violence, exhausting his muscles. Now he was dull and unconscious of everything but the call of nature.
"I am your one and only lord, your master... your Alpha. As an Omega, you belong to me and you will belong to no one but me. Your flesh, your soul... every part of you is mine... your every breath is mine. Only mine… My wonderful Merlin"
A tear ran from Merlin's lashes as they abandoned themselves in each other, meeting halfway.
"I'm yours, Arthur... now... and forever..."
Arthur pushed to the limit with a dry and hard thrust, powerful, sealing those statements.
The total pleasure they both felt sparked Merlin to cry aloud, as he came between their bellies. Inside, he was throbbed around Arthur, pleasuring him as much as possible. His moans became soft whimpers.
Arthur came in turn, pilling Merlin's belly, dominating him. He stared at his Omega sinking into the pleasure, acting beyond his limit until he became crazy just to stare at him while he climaxed. Then, exhausted, he fell on the brunet, clinging to his neck, going and taking what he had wanted and longed for above all else: he bit him strongly, breaking his Omega glands. He established the Bond and finally tied Merlin to him. For the first time he discovered Merlin's true essence, what he was, his true smell...
What it meant to really love someone...
Being one with another person.
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Drops of Merlin's blood invaded Arthur's mouth, as he indulged himself in that taste, sucking his glands slowly. He felt in the mouth the sweetness of the honey, the sugar of ripe and sunny fruits, warm and fragrant sweet bread, while they mixed their essences. His own moved in Merlin's, the Omega's one in him. Then, they created a unique smell, which spoke of endless fields of ripe wheat, of unknown skies, but no longer so far away...
The atoms, finally mixed together, donated them the most intense pleasure, peace, calming them like after a war.
Basking in these emotions, Merlin hugged Arthur, moved, conscious that in a few minutes he would lose him, because to absorb the Bond, the Alphas need to fall into an ecstatic unconsciousness for a while.
"Arthur... we don't know what will happen due to what we have done. We don't know how the world will judge us tomorrow. We both know that our gesture is forbidden. But even if this were to mean that today was our last day together, I'm glad I did it, that I'm mated to you now"
Arthur answered slowly, softly, slowly sinking in the catharsis of the Bond, surrendering to unconsciousness, continuing to come regularly through the Knot in a continuous orgasm, as never experienced before, violent and absolute. He embraced his mate, collapsing on his chest, won.
"You are my Omega now. I love you, Merlin"
Merlin quietly listened to his man's breath slowing down, becoming imperceptible. His heartbeats so slow to almost stop. He enjoyed the heat of Arthur's seed in him, which was invading him slowly, satisfying his need to belong to him. He prayed that that seed, instead of condemning them, would mean life… real, new, pure, future.
"I love you... stupid big head"
He knew Arthur had not heard him, but he promised himself to repeat it as soon as he woke up.
He moved, making the blond lie down flat beside him, still clinging to his skin and his warmth, to his smell, to his Knot…
To their Bond, now the most beautiful thing that had ever happened to him.
"I love you..."