So CastielLovesDean requested "a chapter where not-so-noble Arthur takes advantage of his authority over Merlin... sexually?" and I kind of put it on the shelf because I wasn't really feeling it. So I was cleaning out my inbox and it was still there and I used it to cure my lack of ideas. I kind of played with the idea though because I don't like scenarios where both parties aren't willing for themselves as well as the other person.

I own Merlin. He was hitchhiking and I picked him up.


"Merlin!" Arther barked on entering his chambers, seeing Merlin breathing on the window so he could draw in the fog. Because that's one of the official duties of a royal servant.

"…Yes?" Merlin waited for Arthur to speak but the prince was just staring absently at him.

"Right!" Arthur stopped to take a deep breath, "I am your master, and since you like to play with your mouth so much, I command you to, ep, um," the rest of his order he mouthed as though his vocal chords no longer worked. He fidgeted nervously, drawing Merlin's attention to his lower half and giving away his request.

Merlin simply smirked, knowing exactly what he was being ordered to do but playing with Arthur first. He walked as close to him as was possible without touching and put his ear right up to Arthur's mouth before whispering, "What was that you wanted, Sire?"

Arthur managed to croak out what he wanted, and Merlin only heard clearly because of the proximity of his ear.

"What if I don't want to?" he asked cheekily, knowing he was going to but enjoying Arthur's squirming far too much to give in so easily.

"I'm the prince and you're the servant, so you have to do what I say. Right?" Arthur started confidently, but ended questioningly. When Merlin's only response was to nod and kneel at his feet he fully expected to pass out from lack of oxygen.

Leaning tired and tangled against the wall, Arthur looked up at Merlin in disbelief that using his authority to get what he wanted had actually worked. Merlin seemed to understand his wonder.

"You know, you didn't have to order me. You could have just asked." Arthur blinked, and responded, "I suppose if you didn't want to all the royal commands in the world wouldn't have convinced you, would they?" he asked, his ego simultaneously shrinking and swelling.

"Nope. They wouldn't have. Although this way was much more fun. Maybe you should stick to being a prat." He said, wrapping his arms closer around Arthur and resting his own head on top of Arthur's.


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