sorry for the wait...I've been distracted by work and a new tv serie I'm watching: OUTLANDER. if you haven't seen it yet, please do, because it's WOW!

btw, I'm not entirely satisfied with this chapter, but I hope you like it

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A light breeze was shifting the green leaves of a huge oak. It was a sunny and warm day and there were even some cicadas singing.

It was a perfect afternoon for everyone, except for Merlin, who was sitting on the grass with his back against the oak tree, while Lancelot and Gwen were lying on a blanket a few feet away from him to enjoy those last moments of summer heat before autumn and to rest a couple of hours before the next classes. In fact, after lunch, they had decided to relax in the College Park.

However, Merlin was unable to relax completely, because his mind was in turmoil and his body tired. It was now four or five days he couldn't sleep peacefully. He kept waking up with his heart beating too fast, cold sweating, as if he had just escaped from a dangerous situation, and above all - to his great shame and confusion - with his pajama pants slightly lowered and his sex and lower belly completely covered with his semen (at least he hoped it was his semen!). The first time it had happened, after the initial confusion, panic had assailed him. He had curled up, sitting against the head of the bed and putting his knees against his chest. He didn't know what to do. He had tried to rationalize the facts: he was a healthy young man, so it was normal for him to have certain urges, but this was different ... was it possible that he had masturbated while sleeping, without realizing it? Unlikely! Then he had noticed that his window was opened, even though he was sure he had closed it before going to bed. He had panicked – had someone entered his room and molested him? Shivering, he had walked to it and looked outside. It was impossible for someone to climb the wall and to break into the room, among other things without making noise. Nevertheless, the following night, he had make more than sure to lock the window, but when he had woken up, he had found the proof of an unwanted orgasm and the window open once again…

Merlin felt dump and cold at remembering what had become a regular occurrence every morning for the last few days… he felt so confused and violated. How could he sleep through a so strong sexual stimulation? How could he remember nothing of it?

Actually, he remembered something: a blurred face, towered by what may have been blond hair. He wasn't sure…it was too vague. However, every time he tried to see the facial details, a kind of mental wall blocked his memory, which ended up lost forever from his mind…

"Merlin?"

Gwen's worried voice startled him from his thoughts. He lifted his head and looked at her, who was laying on the blanket with her head resting on Lancelot's belly.

"W-what?"

"Are you all right? We have lost you for a moment…"

He gave her what he hoped looked like a genuine smile, "Don't worry, Gwen…I'm fine"

"Are you sure, mate? You look terrible!"

"Thanks, Lance… it's always flattering to receive such a compliment from such a pretty boy like you," Said Merlin, sarcastically of course.

"Do you really think I'm pretty?" Asked Lancelot with a pleased smile.

"Of course he does, sweetheart… How could he think otherwise when you have such a nice ass?"

Gwen emphasized her words by squeezing her boyfriend's backside with a lot of enthusiasm, to which Lancelot replied with a charming smile.

"You DO love my backside. You touch it all the time…"

"That I do..."

They kissed passionately, devouring each other's lips in front of a Merlin amused but also a little disgusted.

Seeing that they were not going to stop anytime soon and that hands were being involved too, the brunet coughed and said theatrically, smiling, "Oh, my poor gay eyes… they are about to burn with all these straight intercourse! Guys, I really love you and, despite the fact I can't wait to shamelessly spoil your future children, I don't want to witness their conception to be honest!"

The couple broke the kiss and laughed aloud, "Sorry, Merls!"

Merlin laughed too, thanking his two amazing new friends for making him forget his restlessness for at least a few minutes.

"Hey, Merlin, Lance, Gwen…here you are!"

They all turned toward whoever was calling them. It was Freya, who was running toward them. She sat next to Merlin.

Gwen frowned when she saw her appearance, "Freya, why is your T-shirt wet?"

She looked down and grunted, "That stupid clam! Today I had to analyse a very old clam that has decided to splash me... Why do I want to become a marine biologist again?"

They laughed and Merlin replied, "Because you love water and the sea so much to spend hours every day allowing a clam to splash you!"

Freya smiled, "Damn, you're right! By the way, I wanted to inform you that Arthur Pendragon has organized a party at his house for all us freshmen tonight... do you want to go?"

"Cenred has already asked me this morning, but I told him I didn't want to go"

"Why haven't you told us, Merls?" Asked Gwen.

The brunet shrugged. He didn't know why he hadn't told them or why he had refused to go. Despite not being a Party type, he wasn't against having fun with friends once in a while. However, this time, the thought of being in Arthur's house and near him made him quite uncomfortable, as if his instincts were telling him that the blond was a danger for him... every time he felt the need to scratch his presence away from his skin.

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Later that afternoon, Merlin had just left the campus library with a couple of books in his arms, when he heard an eerie voice behind him.

"Hello, Merlin"

He spun around, dropping the books, and leaned with his back against the wall of the library. Arthur Pendragon was in front of him!

"A-Arthur… I didn't hear you... you shouldn't approach people by stealth..."

Arthur smiled, hearing the brunet's heart beating faster and seeing his blood moving faster in his veins. He kneeled to collect the books from the ground.

"Sorry, Merlin…I didn't want to scare you"

A lie.

Then, he stood up again and returned the books to Merlin, saying, "It seems you are the usual clumsy boy…"

Merlin took the books and felt his cheeky-self returning.

"Well, if I remember correctly, YOU were the one who used to always drop something when I was nearby and then ran away blushing, without even thanking me!"

Rather than counterattacking with irritation, the blonde just stared at him with a strange look, as if he was besotted. Merlin swallowed, uncomfortable, and looked down.

Arthur smiled at him, "I'm happy you are finally talking to me, Merlin. I had the impression you were trying to avoid me"

Merlin raised his face, feeling guilty for his behaviour. Indeed, Arthur had never done anything to cause such a coldness from his part, if not looking a little too intensely at him in the university halls.

He was about to apologize, when the blond continued, "Are you disgusted by my change... I'm still the same Arthur, you know"

At that, Merlin smiled, "Yes, I know ... I'm really glad you're feeling better with your new look. I'm sure your life is better than before. Sorry for my behaviour... you don't deserve it. You have just surprised me, that's all... sorry"

Arthur grinned, pleased that Merlin was lowering his guard.

"You know how you can make it up to me? Come to my party tonight"

Merlin was taken back by the request and felt even guiltier, knowing that he was about to decline.

"Sorry, Arthur, but I cannot come to your party..."

The blond's face darkened, but he tried to smile anyway, even if it didn't reach his eyes.

"Come on, Merlin ... My father bought me a big house all for me... I really would like you to come..." He was begging.

Merlin shook his head, looking apologising, but still uneasy around the blond. He stepped back.

"I'm so sorry, Arthur, but I really can't come…"

He was about to turn around and leave, when he felt Arthur gripping his arm and stopping him. He looked up at the other boy and was met by bloody red eyes and a deep and dark voice.

"You won't leave without my permission! You must obey me!"

Merlin's eyes turned unfocused, as if hypnotized, and his body turned fully toward Arthur and went limp, like a doll. The books fell to the ground once more.

Pleased that Merlin was under his power now, Arthur smirked evilly.

"You WILL come to the party tonight and do whatever I tell you! Nod if you have understood…"

With an expressionless face and empty eyes, Merlin nodded.

Arthur smiled and caressed his cheek lovely. He traced his fleshy lips with his thumb, pushing it in his mouth to stroke the brunet's teeth and tongue.

The vampire moaned, "Can't wait to put something else in your mouth! Kiss me, Merlin…take my face in your hands and kiss me breathlessly!"

Like a puppet, Merlin moved to obey. He took Arthur's face in his hands and leaned forwards to kiss him on the lips. The blond moaned again and wrap his arms around Merlin's waists, deepening the kiss. Their tongues started a battle, chasing and intertwining with each other. Kissing Merlin was exactly as he had always imaged it to be (maybe even more): breath-taking, overwhelming, hot, like coming home, like finding that part that makes you whole…

He wanted to take Merlin home and claim him so badly, but he couldn't…the castle was still no ready.

He broke the kiss reluctantly, proud of Merlin's wet and swollen lips.

"Now go home, my love. Put on fine clothes for tonight... I want to show you off. Oh, and of course you won't remember anything about this, even though you will obey my orders nevertheless!"

Arthur's eyes turned blue and the hypnosis was over. Merlin's eyes were focused and clear once again. He blinked, a bit confused…

The blond adopted a concerned look, "Merlin, are you ok?"

The brunet shook his head, "I think so… what happened?"

"We were talking, then you kind of spaced out…I was worried"

"So sorry, Arthur…I haven't slept well recently"

He smirked, "Don't worry. I'll let you go home to rest then…See you tonight at the party?"

Without hesitation and unconsciously, the brunet replied, "Yes, of course"

Pleased, the blond walked away, leaving a very confused and frowning Merlin behind, who felt the uncontrollable need to rush home and get ready...

…After all, he had to go to a party that night!

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In the castle in the forest, Arthur had just finished dressing, when his servant George entered the room.

"Good evening, My Lord"

Arthur nodded at him, finishing fixing his hair. "Is it everything ready for tonight?"

"It is, my lord... I have chosen the fastest gargoyles for this task. I have to admit, Master Arthur, that your plan is very clever..."

The blond smirked, "Of course it is ... Why should I be the one hunting my food, when it's the food that can come to me? Tell those stupid gargoyles that the right room is the first of the top floor!"

After eating all Mordred's food in the dungeons, Arthur needed to find more for himself and his future children. Therefore, he had decided to organise a party to his house in the city, which was luckily near the forest, and to invite all the freshmen, young people away from home probably for the first time and eager to have a lot of fun. During the night and after many drinks, he knew that some of them would go looking for an empty room to shag. Therefore, he had ordered some of his gargoyles to hide in the shadows outside the window of the first bedroom of the top floor, to kidnap every person who would chose that particular room and to fly them to the castle, where George would lock them in the dungeons to be drunk afterwards.

It was a good plan, because he knew it wasn't odd for drunken teenagers to disappear in the night, and mostly because this way he didn't need to go out at night to hunt and risking to run into a Hunter.

"I will, my Lord...Do I need to also tell them to abduct Master Merlin as well?"

Arthur turned his cold eyes to him, "As much as I would like to say yes, unfortunately it isn't time yet…this castle isn't clean enough to host my love yet!"

The servant bowed, "I apologise, Master…we are working as fast as we can…"

"Well, try to be faster then…In the meantime, I'll be in the dungeons…I'm hungry!"

Not knowing when he would have found more food, Arthur had taken just one person to drink from, as he waited for more.

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When he arrived in the basement, he went straight to the only occupied cell, smiling at the sobs he was hearing from inside. Sobs that quieted as soon as he opened the door.

He smirked at the girl sitting on the floor and against the wall opposite him. She had her hands chained above her head, her black dress was ripped in many places and two little holes were evident on her neck.

He entered the cell and closed the door behind him.

"How are you this evening…sister?"

Morgana lifted her green eyes, slightly red because of her crying, and looked at her brother with hate. She was still shocked by the fact that no long after leaving her father's house to drive toward her university, she had been assaulted by an unhuman force that had made her lose consciousness. She had woken up chained in that cell with her brother - now a vampire she found out - that then had spent the last four days sucking her blood.

"GO TO HELL!"

"Oh, don't be like that…" He ran his eyes toward the lower part of her body, noticing her lack of underwear. He grinned, "I can see that George and my other minions have had their fun with you…"

She grunted even more, humiliated and hurt.

"Father must already know that I'm gone... he'll find me and he'll locked you up!"

He chuckled, "No, he won't… remember what you told him before leaving for college? 'Fuck you, Uther Pendragon; you cannot begin to know how much I hate you! I'm out of here and I don't want to see you ever again' He doesn't expect to hear from you anytime soon, or maybe never…he has even left for a business trip as soon as you had closed the front door…"

Morgana felt more hopeless than ever at that revelation. "Why are you doing this to me?"

He shrugged, "Nothing personal, really ... I just needed food that I could capture easily, and that no one would look for... Moreover, the blood of a relative gives me more livelihood than that of a stranger... that's why you are here"

She lowered her head and sobbed slightly…hopeless…

Arthur kneeled in front of her and petted her head, "Oh don't worry, dear sister, you won't be here alone for much longer…soon, you'll have PLENTY of company…"

He took her hair in a strong grip and moved her head sideway, exposing her white and already abused neck. Ignoring her cries, he extended his fangs and pierced her skin, sucking enough blood to satisfy himself for the rest of the evening.

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When Merlin arrived at Arthur's house at the edge of the forest, he could already hear the loud music and the people inside. He moved forward and was about to knock on the door, when it suddenly opened, revealing a charming and smiling Arthur.

"Hi, Merlin. You look beautiful tonight" Said the blond, admiring the brunet's outfit: tight black jeans, a blue shirt and a black waistcoat. "Well, come in then!"

He did and started walking side by side with Arthur, who shown him the first floor, overcrowded with freshmen at different stages of drunkenness.

"Do you like my house, Merlin?" Asked Arthur in the brunet's ear, resting his hand on his waist.

Merlin shuddered at that so unwanted touch and stepped back from that too intimate position, putting some distance between Arthur and himself.

"It's lovely here, Arthur, but now, if you'll excuse me, I would like to go looking for Cenred... he should be here somewhere"

The blonde's eyes became so dark that Merlin took instinctively another step back, but the other caught his arm in a strong grip, making him gasp.

"Yes..." Arthur said through gritted teeth, "... He is here ..." Then, noticing the scared look of the brunet, he tried to give him a reassuring smile, "Why don't you drink something with me, instead of running to your boyfriend so soon? I would love to talk to you, to know how your summer was, and so on..."

The brunet shook his head once more – he had a sense of déjà vu in that moment, as if he had already experienced a situation where Arthur was particularly persistent after one of his refusals.

"Sorry, but I'm a teetotaller, so..."

He made a strange gesture with his hand toward the crowd, as to repeat that he wanted to go... he felt the strange need to go to Cenred for protection, but Arthur would not let go.

"Come on, Merlin... at least give me a dance ... it's rude to refuse the homeowner" Arthur said with false patience, very angry now.

When he saw that Merlin was about to say no again, he was forced to use the hard way.

"Obey me, Merlin!"

A flash of his red eyes and Merlin's mind clouded.

The blond smirked, "Good…let's go dancing…and mean it!"

He took Merlin's hand and dragged him in the middle of the dancing floor. The brunet was forced to listen to his body and to this invisible force commanding it, which was telling him to follow Arthur everywhere and not to oppose him.

Both of them didn't notice Catrina, who after seeing them, ran to tell Cenred.

Arthur put Merlin's arms around his neck and hugged him, squeezing his waists. Everything was perfect! The blond smiled, proud of himself. Dancing with Merlin felt so damned right, as if they were the lords of the house – and they were, as they would be the lords of the castle sooner than later.

He looked up from Merlin's shoulder and smirked when he saw some couples disappearing upstairs. He smiled even more when a few second later his vampire ears heard their screams (muffled by the loud music) and the wing beats of the Gargoyles taking his food to the castle.

They weren't the first and certainly they wouldn't be the last!

He started to stroke Merlin's body for the first time. It was lean but strong. His ass was round and perfect to squeeze – 'and to penetrate' added his mind. His smell was intoxicating…his blood had to be delicious…he couldn't wait to taste it!

"Mmmm…My love, you don't know what you do to me…I want you so much, you and the children you'll give me!"

He kissed his neck and put his hands under his shirt to touch that white and soft skin he had desired for so long.

If someone were watching them, they would think they were just two young men intent on exchanging tender effusions; therefore, Arthur, confident of that fact, opened his mouth, revealing his fangs, ready to bite and feel Merlin's blood.

He was about to pierce him, when Merlin was suddenly taken away from his embrace.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING WITH MY BOYFRIEND, PIECE OF SHIT?" Yelled Cenred, rushed there as soon as he saw Pendragon hit on his Merlin.

When Cenred pushed him on the floor, Merlin banged his head slightly, allowing his mind to clean. He looked up and noticed his boyfriend being face to face with Arthur... It looked like they were about to fight, therefore he got up, very confused, and stepped between the two.

"Stop it, you two! What do you think you are doing?"

"Merlin, what the fuck were you doing clinging to this asshole like a bitch in heat?"

Merlin looked at his boyfriend, confused ... he didn't remember having embraced Arthur that way. The last thing he remembered was the blond asking him to dance and him refusing... or maybe he didn't? Like every morning upon awakening, his mind seemed to block any recent memory... Was he ill?

He shook his head... he would have to think of this possibility another time. Now he had other things to take care of...

"Cenred, calm down... it was nothing... I... I... you see ... I have drunk a bit of alcohol and you know how I am when I drink... I was going to fall when Arthur caught me... that's all"

The man looked between Arthur and Merlin, trying to see a lie in their eyes. Then, he settled on Merlin, "Are you telling me the truth?

Merlin smiled sweetly at him and caressed his chest, as he knew Cenred loved, "Of course, I am…trust me, Cen"

"Yeah, trust him, Cen…" Arthur mocked him.

Cenred's eyes returned hard, after softening a little at Merlin's touch, and he stepped forward, ready to punch the blond in his rage, but Merlin's hand on his heart stopped him.

"Cenred, no…I'm tired…take me home, please"

Despite being the big man he was, Cenred could resist everything but Merlin's pleases and puppy eyes. Therefore, he nodded and kissed Merlin on the lips, smirking triumphantly at Arthur's furious gaze.

He took Merlin's hand in his and started leading him toward the door, when suddenly Arthur stopped time, immobilizing all those present with his magic.

The blond approached Merlin from behind and rubbed his lips to remove Cenred's taste from them. Then, he kissed him and leaned on his ear.

"Do not believe you can escape so easily, sweetheart ... you're mine, not his" Then the order came, "Tomorrow, come here... alone... so no one will disturb us while I claim you as mine! Oh, and... before coming, dump Cenred ... I don't want his filthy smell on you!"

Allowing time to return to normal, he watched Merlin leaving with Cenred, unaware of anything…he didn't know what had just happened, but his mind had memorised the blond's orders nevertheless!

"You are pathetic right now, you know that Artie?" Said a female voice behind him.

The blond turned around and found himself facing Morgause, one of Cenred's minions, "Am I?"

She smirked and stepped forward, "Yes…the way you are pinning after our little hawk makes me want to throw up…" She moved a lock of blond hair behind her ear and looked at him seductively, "Such a handsome and rich man like you shouldn't waste his time after that, when he can have whoever he wants…Let me distract you from him…"

She kissed him on the lips aggressively, like the tiger she was.

Arthur made an approving sound and broke the kiss, looking at her in the eyes, "You know Morgause…you are right…let's take this upstairs…"

She grinned, already drooling at all the things she could buy with this stupid boy's money…

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Arthur leaded her to the first bedroom of the top floor. Once inside, she immediately tried to resume her seduction, but stopped when she heard him laughing.

"What's so funny?" She grunted at him.

He stopped laughing at once and took her throat in a powerful grip, lifting her from the ground. She tried to struggle or to scream when she saw his eyes had become red, but it was useless…

He stared at her, cold as stone, "How stupid you are to try stealing my money and to compare yourself with my Merlin…you are nothing compared to him…you are just an insect to crush, food to eat…"

He moved her hair and pushed his fangs in her neck with violence…he was too angry with Cenred and his interruption to stop. He drank her dry, ripping her throat wide open in the process.

When he finished, he threw her corpse on the floor, as if she was rubbish.

He called the gargoyles and asked, "How many did you take?"

"Twelve, my lord…"

Arthur smiled, satisfied. He would have plenty of food for mouths!

One of the beasts pointed at Morgause's lifeless body, "What do we do with her, Master?"

"I don't care…but you could take her to the castle and give her to the kitchen staff…I'm sure cook knows many delicious recipes of how to better use this carcass for the banquet I want to have to celebrate the success of tonight hunt"

They cheered and flew away with the corpse.

The Prince of darkness moved to the window and used his powerful eyes to see the path ahead. He watched for a while Merlin walking home.

He smirked…

"Tomorrow, my love…tomorrow I'll have you!"