Fate Grand Order: Queen of Magic
A/N: Sorry this has taken so long to write! I have just had a lot of different ideas this last year and haven't even thought much about this as I worked on them and waited for the last of the Magi manga to come out. (This has been sitting almost finished for a good long while sadly, as I have tried to find a good way to end the chapter.) Also got really distracted by Demon Slayer, That time I got reincarnated into a Slime and Saint Seiya: The Lost Canvas. Anyway, Here is this chapter even if it is a bit (okay, a lot) late. Hope you like it! Also for the person who asked about protection, no, they have not been using it as Merlin never even considered it as humans can not really carry an Incubus child without preparation beforehand and Arturia is a bit naive in things like that.
Also, special thanks to TheMarphasChappers for looking this over!
PS: If anyone knows where to find the Saint Seiya manga in English please let me know! I have been trying to find it for a while and have not been overly successful. I can't even buy it as they don't really have it anywhere.
Chapter Four: The Wiseman and The Fool
Night had fallen and a certain white-haired Incubus lay awake as he watched the small form of his 'Master' curled up along his side breath deeply and easily in her sleep. His lavender eyes slid along the length of her body, taking in the pale skin that shined an almost luminescent color in the moonlight. Merlin sighed softly as he slid a hand up and down the small female's side. A smirk stole across his face as he noted the few lingering bruises along her collarbone along with the marks he left about her hips. She certainly had been a bit... demanding, he supposed was the right word, earlier. His smirk widened as his eyes flared red, remembering the pleasurable evening had ended only just hours ago.
Arturia at the time was still a bit distraught about her blow up in the dining room so he had volunteered to grab her something, popping away to a nearby takeaway place that smelled delicious. It had been a little Chinese place tucked away in a tiny alleyway just off the main road. Merlin was aware that Arturia did not particularly like red meat so had grabbed some chicken dishes along with some fried rice which had smelled divine. The Incubus had then used a bit of money that he had left to grab some nice sweet plum wine to go with it as he rather thought that the teen could use a bit of relaxation that the alcohol would give her. Nevermind that he himself missed the bite of good alcohol.
He had arrived back at the suite of rooms just as the Wizarding Martial did. Said Vampire however did not stick around as he was only stopping by to tell them that a Chaldea representative would arrive in two days' time along with a medical officer that would be coming with them back to the idiotic school known as Hogwarts. This had surprised Arturia prompting the green-haired witch to ask just why she needed a doctor to go with her only to get a rather infuriating knowing look from the troll before he departed stating only that she would find herself needing the man soon enough.
This had left Arturia in a contemplative mood. She looked half resigned to something bad happening to her as she ate her food bit by bit. It had aggravated him quite a bit before he finally asked her if she thought that he would not protect her. That had snapped her out of her funk earning him a soft smile that had gone warm but wary when he had produced the wine. Merlin had then insisted on her getting into something comfortable while he readied the wine. He himself had already slipped into his night clothes after eating his own meal.
The Incubus had just gotten the glasses settled on the night table when Arturia had stepped out of the bathroom in what had to be one of the most provocative outfits he had seen her in. Oh, it was not outright lewd or anything as it covered everything but it also accentuated her curves and made her body stand out all the more. Said clothing consisted of a lacy sky blue slip that was almost sheer but not quite. It hugged her chest and flowed nicely down her body to mid-thigh where it ended with white delicate beading around the hem. His inhumanly sharp eyes could make out the darker blue underwear underneath it and he swallowed thickly when he realized that it was a pair that he had picked out. A lacy blue number that would show off quite a bit of skin should it be worn alone. From the flush that rode high along Arturia's cheekbones, she knew that it was quite… provoking.
"This is one of the more conservative ones you allowed me to pick out." The teen muttered as she placed her glasses on the night table where she would not forget them. Many things had changed about her but the fact that she could not see three feet in front of her face if her glasses were off was not one of them.
The white-haired male watched with hungry eyes as his much smaller companion slid onto the bed, showing quite a good amount of leg as she did so. Eyeing her long hair, which was down and flowing across her back Merlin licked his lips at the contrast between her dark green hair and blue nightgown. Truly it made her pale skin stand out all the more. Lust began to stir in his loins as he watched his tiny lover with hooded eyes. With a little lewd looking smile Merlin motioned to the glass of wine on the table grinning just slightly when Arturia leaned past him to get it. He slid his fingers along her spine as she pressed against him just ever so slightly.
The teen gave a soft laugh as she pulled away gently, wine glass in hand. Her luminous green eyes were soft in the low light of the room as they gazed at the Incubus. After watching him for a long moment Arturia sipped at the wine and made a pleased noise as she tasted the soft plum flavor of the alcohol. The lavender eyed man took his glass and sipped at the drink as well, still watching her all the while.
She was beautiful, he knew that she did not see it that way but she truly was. Even with the lingering sadness in her eyes, he could easily say that she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever met. It was not just her physical appearance that made him think that either but rather it was the way she was genuinely kind to just about everyone that was truly beautiful in his eyes. Not, he thought, that her physical appearance was in any way lacking. His eyes trailed down her body, noting the very long slim legs on display with relish. No, he had no complaints on that end at all.
Bright green eyes slid over to meet amethyst with a shy little glint in them as the female noted that her companion was definitely aroused. The fact that he was wearing little more than a pair of baggy black sleep pants made that quite obvious. The slightly feral glint in the shining lavender orbs also made her aware that he would likely not allow her to escape him that night.
After finishing her glass Arturia set it on the table beside the bed with a sigh that released the remaining tension that had rested along her shoulders. Merlin who she once again had to lean against to place the glass down rubbed his free hand up and down her spine as he pressed her into his chest. Finishing his own drink he too set the glass down before sliding down onto his back, dragging the green-haired girl with him. Arturia gasped softly as she landed on top of him with a slight bounce. He chuckled when she wiggled around a bit to get comfortable, his chest was rather hard after all.
"Such a pretty dress that you have on tonight, Maybe you should discard it lest I get a bit too… excited and tear it." Merlin whispered into his young lover's ear as he slid his hands along her shapely body. Arturia nodded as she gasped, arching just a bit as one hand slid to cup her butt. Leaning up slightly the teen gave herself just enough room to pull said article of clothing up and over her head before collapsing down onto her lover's bare chest as his hand slid between her legs.
A loud growl came from the Incubus below her as he felt her silky skin come into contact with his own unclothed skin. He could smell the light soap she used, something that carried the sharp bite of ginger and the softer scent of honey, along with her own sweater natural sent. He also knew that he could make that subtle undertone of fresh green growing things spike higher. It was the scent of her arousal after all.
Tilting her face up he met her soft lips with a surprisingly gentle kiss as he allowed his hands to continue wondering. It didn't take long for it to lead to lovemaking.
It was much wilder, almost beastral, than the other few times before. The teen did not even notice as she herself got rougher with her partner, biting and leaving behind scratch marks as her eyes flared a lighter color, and gold motes of color danced in her irises. Merlin, as lost as he was to his wilder half still noted the changes, relished in them even as he finally found his equal in the young witch that had summoned him.
It took hours for them to sate their more primal desires. However, Arturia, as young and inexperienced as she was, could not keep up and had dropped into an exhausted sleep as soon as they had finished their last round. Merlin meanwhile lay awake, reminiscing on the last few hours leading up till then.
The Incubus slowly turned his mind to the events in the hallway. He was… honestly surprised with that day's revelations. His little mistress and lover was both a reincarnate who was quickly remembering who she was before and was something close to a Phantasmal Beast. Yes, she tasted of divinity, not because she was a demigod or outright goddess but rather because she had been made by gods. She had been the weapon, the one capable of standing up to and containing the first hero. Merlin frowned as he thought about how that legend ended.
Enkidu had been a lot like himself in the end. A being created to control/make a king. A guide and perhaps even a moral compass to those who would rule. However, there was a key difference between them. Enkidu had broken away from his original purpose, defying the gods themselves to save his friend while Merlin himself had followed his own preplanned future all the way till the end. The white-haired male wondered at that, was Enkidu given a second chance to perhaps live a life that had been cut short as a hero himself/herself? Why had he been summoned and not oh say Gilgamesh? Lavender eyes narrowed as the Incubus tried to puzzle out the odd phenomenon.
After a few moments, however, the male just sighed too many variables without enough clues to answer them. He would keep it in mind and mull it over when he had the free time too but other than that he would just take each day as he could. That was another thing too, His foresight. White brows drew together as Merlin contemplated his ability. Usually, he could just pull on it to get some answers but right now… it was like something was blocking it. He did not know if it was because he was no longer in Avalon or perhaps if it had been the price of his freedom, this inability to see the future, and what was going on around the world. Whatever it was he knew one thing, it was going to make life either very difficult or vastly interesting, perhaps even both.
Blinking a few strands of hair out of his eyes Merlin glanced at the white numbers of the analog clock that rested on the wall behind Arturia. It was nearing three in the morning from what he could see. Inhaling the white-haired male slowly released the breath before curling up closer to the warm body of his contractor. He needed to get some amount of sleep before the morning light came. Even he would need at least a few hours of rest with how things seemed to be going as of late. After a few moments of relaxation, the incubus managed to drift off to sleep, curled protectively around his lover.
That night was relatively peaceful for the two with Arturia having a good long healing sleep that stabilized her emotions and Merlin himself finding the peaceful mind of his young lover as her easy dreams played across her mind. He was slightly amused to note that her dreams were of green fields and rolling hills filled with trees, children's laughter floating through the air as well as the fresh scent of morning dew. Her dreams were simple but in a way some of the best that he had ever been in. Perhaps indeed it was because they were simple rather than anything else. Simple enough that even he could make them come true.
The morning when it came was not something that either of the two wanted to meet, Both had loved the peaceful night of soothing dreams and neither wished to leave it behind them. However, the world did not stop turning just because they wished it to be so. Arturia was annoyed to be woken by the bright light of the sun shining through the dingy windows. Merlin had woken as his young lover began to wake from her dream and blinked open his own eyes. The lavender orbs gazed at the beautiful expanse of pale skin laying beside him as the blue cover that it had been hidden by was tossed off as the young woman woke.
Emerald green hair lay across the clear porcelain skin of his tiny lover as she moved slightly, wiping a hand across her still closed eyes. Most of the long locks were sprawled across the pillow underneath her head and the bedsheets themselves. Some however had managed to slide across her chest, slightly covering her… assets from his sight. However, the half incubus was not very upset about the view as he still saw much of his lovely little one. Slightly lidded eyes slid across the expanse of pale skin available for his preview.
Though slightly covered he could still make out the high set perky breasts that likely bore the markings he had left last night. A slim waist that faintly held a good amount of muscle but it only really added to her appearance instead of taking away from it. Lovely rounded hips flared out from her slim waist leading to finely toned long legs and tiny delicate little feet. Even her arms were lovely, long, toned, and almost delicate-looking as they were. her hands looked just as tiny, as delicately boned as they first appeared as well. Really, Arturia was much like her namesake, very small and looking as if a stiff breeze would blow her over. However, that did not take away from his attraction to her at all. No, it made him rather… protective, or was it possessive? Hm, truly he did not know. Merlin would be the first to admit that he was never very good with human emotions… he very much doubted he would ever figure out just exactly what he felt for the small woman beside him other than knowing that he would never let her go. Was it love? He couldn't say, His kind never felt emotions the way humans did. Oh, it wasn't to say that they didn't have them. Emotions for his kind were so much… more than a normal human's were. Purity, he supposed. So much stronger than a human and yet so much less at the same time. He himself was capable of maybe one or two emotions while a human could have a complicated cocktail of emotions at the same time.
Little Arturia, the one just stirring beside him, not the one who he raised, Was such a sweet mixture of beautiful scrumptious emotions. His tongue slid across his suddenly tingly lips as the beautiful white-haired man felt a vicious sense of almost savage satisfaction as he recounted the feeling of his little lover's mix of fiery lust, pleasure, and passion as he pleasured her the night before. Not that she did not please him right back! A wicked grin slid across full lips as he remembered the almost painful grip her pretty little sex had on his manhood. Gods, she was perfection in bed and he did not doubt she would get even better with time.
His mouth popped open just a bit as her beautiful body stretched while she let out a satisfied little groan. Long arms slid above her head while her back arched. Violet eyes glued themselves to the slim beautiful body as it curved up towards the sky. Small little bruises littered the fine mounds that became uncovered as Arturia's long hair slid off her body. Along with the various ones around her neck. He smirked slightly as he eyed the rather bright bite mark around one pretty pink tip. Arturia seemed to like it a bit rough when she was in the mood for it.
He caught her brilliant green eyes as they opened, sliding over to lock onto his own. The white-haired male was surprised at the almost… adult look of aroused amusement that danced in those green, green eyes as they playfully flickered over his own nude body before locking back onto his violet eyes.
"Like what you see?" Arturia asked in a soft purr that dropped her tone to almost sultry levels. Her answer was Merlin pulling her on top of himself, crushing her down as his mouth crushed against hers in a searing kiss. Just as his hands began to wonder his lover's beautiful body a cheerful little whistle stopped him.
Both immediately froze as they heard the noise coming from the doorway to the hall. Arturia grabbed for the sheet, covering the two of them up as Merlin slowly sat up a bit looking over her shoulder to the door. All he had to see was the almost feline smile and amused ruby eyes before he rolled his own. Zeltrich, of course, it would be him. With a slight huff, the Half Incubus slammed back down onto his back. He really should have known that they would not be able to have some time to themselves with the damn troll around.
"Sorry to interrupt," His tone said otherwise as well as the fanged grin on his face. "But you two need to get cleaned up! The group from Chaldea will be here in half an hour and you two need to be dressed!"
He was met with two rather irate glares. One however was more intimidating than the other as golden dust threaded through the girl's irises. Hell, even he almost balked at the idea of facing the weapon of the gods if she was in an irate mood. The fact that she had no idea how to even begin to control her strength almost made him want to flinch back because that was so much worse than her being able to control it. At least if she could control it he would not have to worry about her accidentally knocking a hole into the earth's crust if she was ever motivated enough. She was after all something akin to a phantasmal beast and he already had one too many brushes with one of them before, he wore the markings of it in his apparent age along with his vampirism.
"Well, I'll leave you two to it then!" The door quickly slammed shut as he 'discreetly' managed to get away from the two. The distinct hustle of his movements however belated his hurry to be far away from the irate witch.
For several moments the two just stared at the closed door before sighing in sync, they exchanged an exasperated look before rolling out of bed almost at the exact same time. Knowing that they had little time to bathe Arturia bit the proverbial bullet and tossed general cleaning charms at both herself and Merlin, smirking just a tad as he faintly jumped at the sudden feeling of 'freshness' along with the removal of all of the 'filth' of their late-night activities. It was good to be able to pull one over on the much older mage but she highly doubted she would be able to again, at least in magic.
A soft sigh crept out of her throat as the green-haired teen contemplated all the changes just a few nights had brought into her life. Hell, it was before even that everything had changed. The Veil, that was what had truly made everything change if not just her godfather's death. Arturia had known she was changing but she hadn't realized at first just how deep that change had gone. Yes, her appearance had been the first noticeable change but she knew by now that it was not the only one that had occurred. Her emotions, the way she looked at things, all of that had changed in such a subtle way at first that she still wasn't completely sure when it happened. Now though, there was more than a slightly inhuman bent to the way she looked at things. It bothered her more than she would admit that she was changing in such a fundamental way and yet, she hadn't even been aware until the changes were so far gone that she couldn't stop it.
Thinking back the green-haired girl wondered if perhaps even her idea of summoning had been derived from that personality change. Or rather her going through with it, as Sirius had been the one who had told her more about it than the book she had found. He had even told her to summon but she had been reluctant for a long while until his death and her subsequent change.
Now it was even influencing her further and she was not sure just who she was anymore. Was she Arturia Potter, the Head of the Potter and Black families or was she the Beast King, The man who she appeared to have been once upon a time a lifetime ago? That boldness last night, The roughness that had come out during sex, that hadn't been something she would do before she thought. Then again… who knows? She had never been particularly interested in being intimate with anyone before so what did she know?
The outburst before though, yes that had been something she wouldn't have done before. She was good at holding onto her anger, perhaps too good sometimes. It had left the impression to some that she was something of a doormat when in reality she was just mostly non-confrontational. Now, however, it was like a beast that lived beneath her skin and would take no true disrespect to itself (Her).
Pondering the change Arturia pulled on a set of dark maroon underclothing, simple ones rather than one of the more elaborate sets. Over that the teen pulled on a pair of black fitted slacks and a dark grey button-down blouse with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She supposed that it didn't matter in the end anyway, it's not like she could do anything about it… Though, she would not completely forget about it either. Perhaps, when they had the time, she would bring it up to Merlin, maybe even the crazy old Apostle if she really needed a second opinion.
Giving another sigh the teen touched the soft fabric of her new clothes, taking a moment to enjoy the feel of it against her skin. She was glad to have splurge for that magical hamper that cleaned her clothes third year after the whole chamber of Secrets fiasco the year before that. After having her trunk broken into and a few of her only nice sets of clothing destroyed Arturia had been reluctant to allow her clothing to be taken care of by the House Elves, she hadn't been sure if she could trust anyone in the castle after that and they had to follow someone's orders after all. So during the time she had been in the Alley before her third year, Arturia had tracked down a warded trunk in a second-hand shop and a few magical appliances that had negated the need for her things to ever go beyond her body or her trunk.
Shaking her head free of memories the teen glanced back over her shoulder making sure that Merlin had indeed gotten himself dressed as well. He had. It was a simple suit of white slacks, a long-sleeved black button-down paired with a lavender tie and his long tan coat pulled on over it. It looked quite nice actually, not that anything ever looked bad on him. Taking note that he had already pulled on his dark brown leather shoes, a purchase that she didn't remember making the day before. Arturia reached down to pull on her own shoes. They were nothing special, just a pair of black kitten heels but they made her look a bit taller. The teen also grabbed her glasses while she was at it, she didn't want to go around bumping into people because she forgot them.
Running her fingers through her hair she noted that it was a bit tangled, using a quick blast of magic to tame the mass Arturia pulled it up into a high tail pinning it in place with a deep red length of ribbon that Merlin handed her. Giving the man a slight smile the teen checked on her wand, making sure it was still in the sheath that she rarely took off of her right arm. That reminded her… she needed to get another wand soon, the Holly and Phoenix Feather one she had gotten almost six years ago was almost fighting her every time she used it. Not that she had sense the end of the school year but it was acting up even then and she feared what would happen should she push it any further with how it had started to heat up in her hand on the train on the way back to London.
Arturia was of course unaware that it would not be a problem much longer. Zelretch, as old as he was and knowledgeable about many different races, knew that with her changing physiology her focus would likely as not reject her completely soon. A phoenix after all was a creature of air and fire, combined with Holly wood it was a true disaster in Arturia's hands. Perhaps if her 'other self' had never awakened the wand would have been exceptional in her hands, rivaling even the fabled 'death stick' in power once she was old enough to harness her full magical core. Now though, as soon as her spirit truly settled it would utterly refuse her. For her past self was many things but over quickness to anger and indecisiveness were not in his nature. While he did get angry the man had a fuse far longer than his best friend and only when prodded one too many times did he ever truly get angry. Once Arturia settled into her new 'normal' emotional state that would be true for her as well.
So, knowing what he did the Troll went about finding a truly great match for the little godlings power. It was in everyone's best interest that whoever saw it promptly forgot about the man muttering to himself as he walked about waving several different wooden sticks around with an unnervingly serious look on his face. Or the rather… questionable… magic materials that he had somehow found over his very long life… and no, no one would ever admit to seeing him carry around a large still bleeding heart in his hands while grinning to himself.
As stated though, Artura didn't know that her problem was in the process of being fixed by her new 'Master' and so was still feeling a sense of anxiety about the whole matter. Her lover, likely seeing that she got lost in her own thoughts, mentioned the time. Namely that they only had about five minutes before they had to present themselves to the representative from Chaldea.
Taking a deep breath to calm herself once more the Witch gave herself a once over one last time. She was decent and modestly dressed so she didn't fear hurting any nobles 'delicate' sensibilities. (Not that she thought they would dare breathe a word to her even if she was dressed indecently due to what happened the day before.) Still, she wanted to make a good impression on her new associates. She was after all going to spend at least the next five years with them, best to have a halfway decent relationship with them.
"Well, I am ready to go when you are." The teen stated, looking back over to Merlin. The man just looked slightly amused, as he watched the slight anxious energy dissipate from her slim form. She was good at pushing away her own anxieties but it was something he knew he was going to have to watch. If he let her she would bury her worries until they exploded out of her as they had yesterday. Making a mental note to himself the half incubi gave Arturia a small half-smile as he held out his arm.
"Ready to go, My Lady!" He stated joyfully as he gave a half bow, getting her to laugh slightly as she curled a hand about his upper arm.
"Well then, let's go!"
A/N: And that is it for this chapter! Again, so sorry for the long wait! I have just been through a lot of ups and downs in the recent year, both physically and mentally, so this has taken me much longer than expected. However, more than one reviewer has pushed me into finishing this chapter with their awesome reviews! Thank you all for being so supportive! I am going to try and get the next one out as soon as I can! Thank you for reading and please, drop a review! They really do keep me going! ^^