For TeznianFlux! Thank you once again for requesting! I approve!

Honestly people, take after Tez's example…request!

Just a little darker than when I had thought of it, but I still think it's good.

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"So who are these people?" Merlin leaned over and whispered into Arthur's ear. The prince gave him a cross look before replying under his breath, the both of them watched as the procession of knights and carriages came to a stop in the courtyard.

"It's the King and Queen of Aelton, from the other side of the mountains. They've come for an alliance. I believe all this is their entourage." Arthur watched with an impassive face as his father helped both the king and queen from their carriage. Arthur himself moved forward to the other carriage, where the son and daughter, both below fifteen years old, stepped out. The boy barely reached up to Arthur's chest but he still stared at the blonde with an upturned nose.

The daughter blushed rosy red when he helped her down, and spent the next few minutes staring at her dainty slippers. The ten or so knights dismounted and allowed their mounts to be taken, each taking off their helmets to stand in a line behind their monarchs. Merlin started when he saw a pair of identical twins.

"Welcome!" Uther exclaimed warmly; which was odd, because Uther was not one to be thought of as 'warm'. Arthur smiled and nodded and then the royals exchanged pleasantries.

Finally, once Merlin's feet began to grow tired, they left the courtyard, allowing the new arrivals to rest until the feast tomorrow night.

Merlin trotted behind Arthur, looking back one last time at the fancy carriages and the unmoving knights. Leon was moving towards them, probably about to offer them barracks. Arthur walked swiftly, and before long, they were in his chambers, and the prince let out an explosive sigh.

"It's always so boring." He moaned, flopping on his bed inelegantly. Merlin smiled and patted the prince's back, moving off to clear up the morning's mess they had left.

"What are these people like? Do you know?" Merlin was curious, they didn't look very different from them but people spoke about them like they were aliens.

Arthur sighed, rubbing the heels of his hands against his eyes, "Not only to they allow magic in their kingdom, they're very open with it, which makes my father unnerved, as well as the rest of the castle." Merlin nearly tripped.

"Really? It's allowed there?" Merlin covered his sudden surprise by coughing, "Then why is Uther allying with them? He doesn't condone even allies using magic." Arthur lifted his head to look at him.

"That's what I really don't understand. Maybe my father thinks we need them, who knows." Arthur sat up with a groan, looking at Merlin with an odd expression. "Merlin, I want you to be…alert around anyone from Aelton. They are far more… open with their servants. I don't want you to be mixed up in something like that."

Merlin frowned, "Open? How is that bad, isn't that better?" Arthur stood, shaking his head.

"IT's not the perfect word but…Servants are much more present in their way of life….in everything. Servants…" Arthur gritted his teeth before attempting to relax, "are considered as public property to them. For anything. Do you understand?" Merlin had caught on, and now he stared at Arthur wide eyed.

"Oh, I'll steer clear. To be sure."

"Good."

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Merlin blew a raspberry at the sky, putting his hands behind his head, staring up at the sky. He always got bored when Arthur was training, there were only so many swords to sharpen and armor to polish until all he had to do was wait. The fact that Arthur had lightened his workload on account of the visitors did help, and Merlin smiled, remembering how Arthur had blustered and avoided him when he said it was Arthur's way of keeping him under eye.

Merlin sighed, sitting back up and putting his elbows on his knees to watch Arthur put his knights through training. There were a few of the visiting knights and guards on the field as well, the residents of Camelot were of course polite, but both factions mainly kept to different sides of the field.

Merlin was just about to go find Gwen when two bodies sat on either side of him on the bench. Merlin stiffened, catching the green and blue colors of the visiting kingdom. Sitting straight he found identical faces staring at him with friendly smiles.

The twins were attractive, he admitted, very fair of hair, nearly as blonde as Arthur, yet had such dark eyes. Dark eyes that twinkled. How do eyes twinkle?

"Hey there, friend, do you think you could help us out?" the one on the left said, smiling brightly with perfectly straight teeth.

"We need to find the physicians quarters. We were sent to find my lady queen a headache cure." He smiled the same smile as the other. "Think you could help us?"

The one on his right suddenly smacked his thigh, "Oh terribly sorry, my names Evan. That's my brother Drew." He pointed.

Merlin stuttered, "U-um, Gaius's quarters are just up the courtyard entrance to the right, there's a sign. You can't miss it." He smiled weakly, unsure about which to look at.

They exchanged glances, "Do you think you could help us out? Lead us there?" Drew asked. Considering he was a manservant, Merlin couldn't refuse them, and so he sent an apologizing look to the oblivious Arthur and stood, motioning for the two to follow him.

It was only a few minutes' walk, one that Merlin found quite uncomfortable, as the twins didn't speak to him. Instead they followed behind him, and Merlin couldn't bear to turn and look at them, so a blush warmed his ears.

Gaius looked up at their entrance, "Merlin! You're home early… oh, who are these fellows?" he raised an eyebrow and Merlin quickly introduced them and then fled, unknowing of the dark gazes following him.

When he got back to the training field, Arthur was in a tizzy, about to storm off after him.

"Arthur!" Merlin whispered reproaching, "I couldn't well refuse them, and they just needed to find Gaius's rooms. I doubt they'll ever talk to me again." Arthur grunted and eyed him but seemed to let it go. Merlin breathed a sigh of relief and slumped onto a bench, not knowing how his words would be so untrue that night.

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Evan and Drew cruised along the corridor in the evening before the feast. They were quietly contemplating to themselves how to go about wooing that gorgeous elfin boy them met that morning when they heard a small stuttered sound. Being accomplished in the ways of the body, they recognized the slurp of a blowjob and slowed down to peer around the corner.

There they saw that beautiful boy, Merlin, on his knees before the crown prince of Camelot himself. They sucked in breath as they saw Arthur's hand tighten in the raven locks and him grunt before he shot white streams into Merlin's moth, who lapped it up like it was milk.

Panting, Merlin looked up at his prince, the cock falling out of his mouth. Arthur smiled woozily before pulling him to his feet, sharing a strong kiss as he cleaned the inside of Merlin's mouth. Merlin whimpered deliciously, even as he tucked Arthur's cock away.

The twins shared a look when the other two exited the corridor. Now they knew what they had to do.

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Merlin shifted on his feet, resisting the urge to yawn. The royals in front of him were talking about the treaty to be made, and Merlin was stuck there attending them until Gwen arrived with the new wine. The other half of the court seemed to be having fun, both kingdoms anyway.

Then, Gwen was there with a smile, and Merlin moved off to serve the others, leaning on a pillar to rest his feet.

Arthur looked at him and hid his smile behind his goblet. Merlin flushed thinking about what they had done in the hallway earlier, but he couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

"What's so funny?" there was suddenly a body beside him and Merlin twitched, straightening. It was one of the twins, though Merlin couldn't tell which.

"I'm Evan," he smiled, "The more talkative of the twins, you could say." He laughed.

Merlin smiled, before looking back at the feast, hoping he would go away.

"So," an arm leaned above his head, and the man leaned closer to him, " You're Merlin right? What do you do here in the castle?" Evan didn't look like he was leaving.

Merlin cleared his throat, "Prince's manservant." He said shortly, hoping to deter the man, as he was looking at him in the way Arthur did when he was naked. It made him highly uncomfortable. Merlin crossed his arms and frowned at him.

Evan noticed this, "Oh, I'm terribly sorry, am I being too forward?" he leaned back and too k his arm with him, "I couldn't help it." He smiled brightly, "you're just too gorgeous to ignore." A hand came up and swiped gently on Merlin's cheek. Starting, Merlin both blushed and stood up, stuttering he said, I-I have to ….d-duties you know." He turned away quickly and marched away.

He took a glance at Arthur, who frowned at him. Merlin made a face, since it wasn't his fault the man was touching him. He turned to look to where he thought Evan was when he stumbled on something and fell into a hard body.

He grunted and cried out, "I'm so sorry!" before looking up. It was the other twin, Drew. The man simply held him for a moment and smiled, "No problem." Holding his shoulders, Drew carefully set him on his feet, standing a bit too close to be proper. Clearing his throat again, Merlin scuttled away, but not before he felt the man's body turn as he moved around him, a hand sliding up his thigh.

Merlin shivered, rubbing a hand on the back of his neck. Now, Arthur was glaring darkly a the wood of his table, and Merlin hoped to god it wasn't aimed at him. The jealous prat.

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The feast was nearly over, and Merlin was on his way to Arthur's chambers to ready it for the prince, who still sat and drank his wine with his father and the visiting royal couple. Sliding the key into Arthur's lock he opened it, but couldn't take even a step before an arm went around his throat and clapped a hand over his mouth. He tried to scream but then he was pushed into Arthur's room where the old fire he had put on was burning lower.

Merlin whirled around in time to see Drew close the door and Evan to smile wickedly.

"What do you think you're doing?" Merlin said crossly. He was unsure, and the twins picked up on this. Drew licked his lips and walked past him, stoking the fire to burn brighter.

"We have a proposition for you, my delight." Evan said, and Merlin twisted when he felt the man's breath.

"You surrender to us for a whole night and we won't tell the king you're shagging the prince in your off-time." He continued, smiling attractively. Merlin frowned, backing away from them both. He turned to he had the bed post to his back, so he could see them both.

"I don't know what you're talking about. The king wouldn't believe you." Merlin said, trying to control his heartbeat. He hoped to god, Arthur hurried the fuck up with his wine and came up. He didn't want to deal with these slimes on his own.

Drew came closer and Merlin noticed with disgust the man was already hard. "Oh, don't you think so?" Drew asked. Evan laughed, "I think the treaty is a little more important than the word of a servant hmm? What if his precious son was bewitched? What if he heard we were threatened not to tell by a sorcerer?" Merlin twitched, staring at them both. No, they didn't know, they were bluffing.

"Those are not small accusations." Merlin said, hoping to try a different approach, "Why don't we just ignore all of this as if it didn't happen and nothing goes wrong?" he tensed, ready to spring.

"Oh," Evan murmured, "I'm sorry, but me and my brother would like you between us, and you're not allowed to be opinionated." He misled and Merlin made a lunge for the door. He got about three steps before a body contacted his own and he met the stone floor with a grunt.

"Get off!" he growled, kicking at the twin atop him. The other came around his head and then immobilized his arms. Merlin gasped and cried out when the cold feeling of steel slipped under his shirt and tore it. The twin above his head groaned and pushed down, and Merlin found a clothed cock pressing into the side of his face.

"Stop it! You assholes!" he shrieked, twisting as hard as he could. Then, the twin who pinned his legs gave him a hard slap on the cheek without a cock, which just made his face press further into it. Merlin gagged.

"You fuckers get the fuck off!" Merlin cried out, his magic springing forth and hitting them both in the face.

The one on his legs who had been biting his chest ripped off him. Merlin cried out in pain. "Would you look at that, brother." One said, panting, "He's a little sorcerer." Suddenly a piece of cloth was in his mouth and Merlin cried out when a hand stuck into his breeches, feeling his backside.

"No spells for you, delicious." One twin hissed, licking his ear. The cock in his face pulsed and Merlin started to cry, thrashing harder. Merlin realized, that he only had to let go of the raging ball of magic that swirled beneath his skin and these two disgusting men would be disintegrated within moments. So would everything else in the room but, he honestly didn't care.

Then, he was covering in a gallon of blood as a sword cut through the neck of the one over him. He only heard the other curse before the sword slid into his chest and he fell over dead. Merlin gasped and kicked the bodies away, scrambling back until he hit a cupboard.

"Merlin!" it was Arthur's voice, "Are you alright, oh, my god, those bastards!" he hissed, his tan hands coming into sight as he gently tried to get Merlin to calm down. "Relax love, it's me, please, just see, it's me." He sounded panicked, which was odd, as Merlin came down from his adrenaline high to find himself just really angry.

The useless tears washed out his image as Merlin looked up to the blonde man, who took the gag out of his mouth. Coughing, Merlin dragging himself closer and huddled to the warmth of Arthur, who sighed in relief and held him tightly.

"Arthur." Merlin croaked beyond the frog in his throat, "Wasn't my fault!" Arthur snorted, a little unsteadily.

"It's alright Merlin," his cheery voice was forced, "You're just too pretty." At Merlin's flinch he ducked his head and whispered, "I love you, I love you, I love you, I'm so sorry." When Merlin shivered, Arthur lifted him and settled him in his bed. As he was covering him, washing off the blood on his pale chest and face, somebody entered the room.

"Arthur!" it was morgana, "What have you done?" she was shocked and disgusted until she saw the trembling form of Merlin, whom Arthur had not even turned from.

Morgana gasped, stepping gingerly around the bodies of the twins, "Is he okay?"

Merlin, who was now feeling much better, and a little foolish, as he only had to let he magic in him and the twins would have been dustmites snorted, "I'm just fine. Could've gotten them myself." He looked up into Arthur's worried eyes and smiled gently, holding tight to Arthur's hand.

Leaning up on his elbow, though shaky, he looked at the two twins lying in a puddle of blood on the stone floor.

"Assholes. Staining my new clean floor."

Arthur patted his head.