Arthur watched Merlin working around his room. He had a funny feeling that he couldn't shake. "Merlin that will be all," he said abruptly.
Merlin looked at him quizzically. "But... I haven't finished..."
"It doesn't matter," Arthur said a bit uncomfortably. "Just... just go."
Merlin walked over to stand before his friend. "What's wrong," he asked with concern.
Merlin getting worried about him was not helping the Prince's state of mind.
Merlin stared curiously into Arthur's face. "What's up?"
Arthur gave a frustrated sigh. "I don't know. I have just been having these thoughts..." he trailed off, unable to explain what had been running through his mind.
"What kind of thoughts," Merlin asked with a curious smile.
In one fluid motion Arthur grabbed hold of Merlin's shirt and pulled him closer until their bodies touched. Arthur leaned forward until his lips were inches from Merlin's. "These kinds," he whispered.
"Oh," Merlin replied. His heart had began to hammer against his chest. He had never thought of Arthur in this way but now that Arthur had put the thought into his mind he really wanted to try something. Merlin closed the distance between them until their lips were touching.
As if a chemical reaction, their arms reached out to grasp onto one another, drawing even closer together. Their mouths moved hungrily in perfect harmony.
Without giving it much thought, Arthur began to pull off Merlin's jacket. Too much clothes, he thought in a haze. He wanted to feel Merlin's skin.
Merlin was quick to follow suit and pull Arthur's shirt up over his head, then their lips going immediately back together like magnets.
It was as such that they removed all of each other's clothes in a matter of minutes.
"What are we doing," Merlin breathed out at last between kisses.
"I don't know... but it feels good." Arthur guided him backwards towards his bed and then leaned until Merlin lay backwards onto the bed, with Arthur on top of him.
Merlin's head was spinning.
Arthur began to kiss and touch Merlin all over his body. When Arthur moved down and saw how turned on Merlin was he couldn't help but take hold of his hardness and then place it inside of his mouth, knowing it would drive his manservant wild.
Merlin gasped. "Oh my God, Arthur... that feels so good. Wow, I mean, you have no idea..."
Arthur pulled his mouth away long enough to utter, "Shut up Merlin."
Then Merlin couldn't speak for how good Arthur was making him feel.
"Arthur... I think I might be about to..." Merlin managed out, worried to orgasm while he was still inside Arthur's mouth. He didn't want to choke him or gross him out. Arthur didn't seem to get what Merlin was trying to say. It took all Merlin's inner strength to reach a hand and try to gently push Arthur's head backwards off of him.
Arthur whipped out his own hand, pinning Merlin's to the bed. Then he used his mouth to draw on Merlin even deeper, causing the warlock to moan out in pleasure and be completely lost. "Arthur..." His lover's name was a prayer on his lips.
When Arthur knew that Merlin was spent he pulled back, wiped his mouth and grinned. "How do you feel Merlin? Ready to get to work," he murmured as he raised his body to cover his servant's. He paused to gaze upon Merlin, who had his eyes closed and a small smile on his lips. "Too tired," he mumbled back.
"Well aren't you a lazy excuse for a manservant," Arthur said lovingly before he started to kiss on Merlin's neck.
Merlin grinned and opened his eyes. He pushed Arthur away and onto his back. "Do you even know how hard my job is?" Merlin stared into his eyes.
Arthur gave a playful scowl. "Merlin... I own a Kingdom! My job is far harder."
Merlin shook his head and then began to kiss Arthur's chest as he trailed his mouth slowly down so he could make Arthur feel as good as he had just felt. "Well I own a Prince, which is far more maintenance, I assure you."
Arthur smiled in fondness. He did belong to Merlin and vice verse. "I love you," the Prince said softly.
"I know," Merlin replied back with a cheeky grin. Then he put his mouth to cover Arthur in one quick motion, causing the young Prince to moan in pleasure. "Oh my God... Merlin." Arthur had never felt anything so incredible in his entire life.
Merlin pulled away to lift his head to see Arthur. "What," he asked.
Arthur was a little jarred from the moment. "Nothing, nothing Merlin, just... you know." He gestured down towards himself.
"Oh... right," Merlin said and got back to work, sending shudders through Arthur who clutched at his bedding. "Merlin... you had better not stop," he gasped out.
Merlin pulled off again. "Did you say to stop," he asked.
Arthur raised up a little. "No, you idiot!" He gave him a light slap to the head.
"Oh, ok then." Merlin was quick to draw Arthur back into his mouth, causing Arthur to drop backwards onto the pillow and moan in pleasure.
Merlin let loose on Arthur with all the passion he felt for the Prince, loving the sounds he was causing Arthur to make.
Arthur didn't last much longer before his legs started to shake as he lost himself inside of Merlin's mouth.
Merlin crawled back up to be level with Arthur and lay against him, resting his head on the pillow too.
Arthur's arms wrapped lovingly around Merlin's back. He turned his head to the side so he could capture Merlin's lips.
Merlin kissed him back eagerly.
After several minutes, Arthur came up for air and stared at Merlin again. He gave a happy sigh. "I love you." He reached a hand up to run across the back of Merlin's head, ruffling his hair.
Merlin gave a soft smile. "I love you too, sire."