AN: So thanks to the really lovely reviews, I found the inspiration to finish the next chapter tonight too :D Hope you guys enjoy and thanks so much for the support.
Chapter 11
Arthur rushed home from work, knowing he would be lucky to manage a shower before he had to leave. He entered his apartment, feeling strange at completely bypassing Merlin's yet knowing it would prove to be a distraction he could not afford. He checked the time and negated the shower, pulling on fresh black trousers and adding to it a red shirt before his eyes caught on the package led on his bed. He grabbed it, ripping off the paper to find a blue shirt, the exact shade of his eyes. He smiled to himself as he saw Merlin's note: "Happy two month anniversary handsome, wear this for me? M xxx". He quickly changed shirts and grabbed his jacket, and headed down to the apartment he spent more time in than his own.
Merlin opened the door, his hair smoothed flat and looking smart in his charcoal shirt and black waistcoat. Arthur studied him for all of a second before pushing him inside the apartment and against the wall, his lips on Merlin's of their own volition, and his hands in the hair so meticulously tamed.
"You look so sexy Merlin. Love it."
Merlin gasped, allowing Arthur entry to his mouth, an opportunity he took advantage of, his tongue moving desperately, hotly with Merlin's. He was ready to kick the door shut and go straight to the bedroom when Merlin tugged the hair he was gripping, hard and Arthur broke away with a growl to look at him.
"We're on a time limit. We need to leave if we're going to be on time."
"Merlin, it's our anniversary, why do we have to commit to the wishes of someone else."
"Arthur, no, we're going."
"If we stay, I'll do that sucking thing you like, you know with the teeth..." Arthur smirked as his mouth was suddenly covered by Merlin's hand; his words cut off but judging from the blush on Merlin's face had hit the spot. He grabbed the hand and swirled his tongue around the palm, enjoying Merlin's squirming before calling out a farewell to Gwaine who he could hear typing in the living room and dragged Merlin out of the building.
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Arthur's smug smirk grated on Merlin's nerves as they were led to the table, and he was tempted to hit the man but knew it would not be the best first impression for the woman awaiting them. He watched Arthur kiss her on the cheek and whispering something to her, before being introduced himself.
"Morgana, this is Merlin and Merlin, this is my sister."
Merlin smiled at the stunningly beautiful woman who looked him over and left him nervous, and feeling like the idiot Arthur called him.
"So Merlin, tell me," Here it comes, thought Merlin, time for the judgements, "how have you managed two months with my grumpy brother?"
Merlin looked at her shocked, as Arthur groaned and poked Morgana. He smiled at her, happy to see her return it, and shrugged, glancing at his boyfriend, unaware of the love in the gaze, something Morgana picked up on. The conversation from there revolved around Morgana getting to know Merlin and embarrassing Arthur.
Over dessert, the conversation turned strained as Morgana mentioned Uther and Arthur scowled at her, leaving the siblings irritated with each other. Merlin attempted to play mediator, distracting Morgana with questions about her ex and at the same time, nudging Arthur's foot with his own "accidentally". He grinned as Arthur's foot immediately rubbed up and down his leg under the table, rising far higher than his knee; he caught his breath and struggled to find an answer for Morgana who was looking at him expectantly. He coughed, as his own leg, longer than Arthur's connected with his groin and it was his turn to control his reactions.
"Well it's greatly amusing to watch your foreplay but I think we should get the cheque."
Merlin's amused tone interrupted the byplay between the two men who flushed; well Merlin did, and looked at her, with charming smiles.
"Morgs, I have no idea what you're on about."
"Hmm, Arthur of course you don't. Your poker face might be perfected but Merlin's is not. His adorable face just reads sexual anticipation."
Merlin blushed harder but found he was not uncomfortable and in fact enjoyed Morgana's teasing, and her company. He had relaxed almost instantly after her first comment and they had bonded over Arthur and their mutual love for myths, legends, books, music and art. He knew they would get along great and he was glad, more for Arthur's sake than his own. He knew that for Arthur, Morgana was his closest family and wanted things to be easy for him. Morgana signalled for the cheque and Arthur paid as they arranged to meet for coffee the following weekend with or without Arthur. This time when Arthur kissed her goodbye, Merlin followed suit and was happy to receive a hug and a whispered "you're perfect for him Merlin".
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Merlin loved how careful Arthur was in removing his shirt, which matched his eyes as perfectly as Merlin had known it would. He had barely been able to resist looking at Arthur all evening, his lust for him a light in his eyes. He groaned as his own shirt and trousers were pulled off, his shoes being tugged impatiently as they got in the way of making Merlin naked. Arthur groaned as he touched bare skin, his breath a hiss of reverence, his touch soft and patient. He stood to remove his own clothes, his movements slowed down as he noticed Merlin's eyes tracing each inch of skin bared, licking his lips as his hard abs were suddenly visible, breathing faster as his trousers dropped to the floor, his erection free. Merlin held his arms out for Arthur, the open need releasing Arthur's deepest want and desire. He pounced on Merlin, rolling over until he was on his back, pinned under Arthur, their gazed locked before with a desperate groan Merlin lifted his head, pulling Arthur down for a kiss, their tongue's meshing, their lips bruised by the power and need. Arthur's lips formed little kisses moving to Merlin's neck, sucking hard to leave the little red marks he liked to make over all Merlin's body, signs of his possession and desire. He spent few precious seconds on Merlin's chest and torso, his goal clearly lower as he sank further down the bed, his hands griping Merlin's hips as his mouth inched over his pelvis bone and down the head of his cock, hovering before engulfing it in one move, his loving hot, needy and frantic. Merlin moaned under the onslaught of passion and watched Arthur's face as he sucked, his tongue laving the head, the visual adding to the pleasure. Merlin grabbed the bedspread as he felt ready to explode, his breath caught and held but Arthur pulled away, smirking.
"No, I have plans for this Merlin. Don't want to end things too quickly."
Merlin growled and in his impatience surprised Arthur, pulling him up his body to mash their mouths together and get his hand between them to tease his erection, running his long fingers over and around the length. Arthur's chest rumbled with a restrained groan as he distracted Merlin by flicking his tongue against his pulse and rubbing their bodies together. His blood boiling with the need to take him and get some release, Arthur grabbed the lube and covered his cock before rolling Merlin over and with little finesse entered him in one stroke, pausing at the drawn out moan he received in response. He leant over Merlin, his mouth fixing on his neck and shoulder as he mouthed on the skin, sucking hard as he rolled his hips slightly. He felt Merlin pressing back and knew he could move without hurting his lover. His thrusts quickened as he adjusted their bodies, going for a deeper angle as he used his teeth to grip Merlin's skin, licking at the small hurts and pressing kisses to whatever skin he could. His hands, holding tightly to Merlin's hips moved under him to work at his cock, his groan symbolising just how much he appreciated it. Arthur's control snapped and he pushed into Merlin deeper and harder, his thrusts fast, matching the action of his hands. One more thrust and both men groaned as together, at the peak of their pleasure, they both came, experiencing the high as one.
Arthur collapsed, weak in his release though remembering to fall next to Merlin as opposed to on top which normally led to an argument in which Merlin accused him of being fat or heavy and Arthur would joke about not wanting to lie on pile of bones anyway. He found he could not let go of the other man completely though and flung his arm around him, smiling fondly as he burrowed in. He pulled away regretfully, throwing the duvet over Merlin to stop the grumbling about the cold and cleaned himself up. By the time he got back into bed, Merlin was asleep his head cuddled in to Arthur's pillow. He smiled, and pushed Merlin over, huffing at the effort, so he could get in, pausing as Merlin muttered "I love you Arthur but I'm sleeping, shhhh" before dropping back into his deep slumber. Arthur examined the sleeping body, wishing he could share his feelings with Merlin but knowing he probably had not realised what he said. He settled into the bed on his stomach, an arm flung over Merlin's chest, content in a way he had never felt before.
He was just dropping off as his phone rang. He cursed, not wanting to wake Merlin and grabbed it off the bedside table.
"Hello."
"Arthur, it's your father. I just wanted to inform you I will be visiting tomorrow..."
