There is smut in this part, so if you're not comfortable just skip past it :)
Merlin
He was waiting outside the massive hedge on the corner of John Street, when his phone started buzzing in his pocket. It was Elena, shit; he'd forgotten to tell her that he was leaving.
Where are you?- E.
Merlin quickly thought of an excuse that would seem less suspicious.
Gaius was pissed at me, he said that I had to come home urgently because he needed to talk to me about something. Ugh- M.
So are you walking home? E.
Well, more jogging- M.
Jogging, wtf, you can't even walk properly- E.
Thanks for the shout of encouragement- M.
No probs love, it's a shame you can't stay for the parrttayy at Galahad's housee, the whole team love you hahaha- E.
Who's that? & I know, I'm sorry- M.
Omfg I think I am in love with someone- E.
What? Who? X - M.
Uhm he's the coach's son or something. -E
Sweeettt. What does he look like? Did you talk to him?- M.
Like a british Jensen Ackles. I am dying. Idk his age. Oh I accidently dropped my water bottle and he picked it up for me- E.
Hahaha oh god. Talk to him more!- M.
We're both wearing red socks, meant to be, right?- E.
Oh yes definitely. Next thing you'll be saying is that you both have fingernails.- M.
Fuck off. I'm amazing- E.
He laughed, and tucked his phone away, leaning slightly against the wooden fence. He'd been receiving many odd glances from cars that drove past, and Merlin had been craning his neck every time a silver one came past, hoping it was Arthur.
"Get in the car, loser, we're going back to my place." Arthur pulled up, honking at an embarrassed Merlin.
"Did you just quote Mean Girls?" Merlin asked in awe, laughing.
"Shut up." Arthur grinned.
"I want to lean over and kiss you so badly right now." Merlin admitted.
"I could do much worse," Arthur replied back amusedly.
Merlin rested his head against the passenger seat, watching Arthur tiredly; his wet hair was sticking out everywhere. It looked insanely cute. He smelt really good, like mint and soap and deodorant. It was 4pm in the afternoon, and he was crazy horny. A comfortable silence rested between them.
He decided that he better ring Gaius, and tell him that he was over at Elena's, and would be coming home late.
"Why didn't you pick up my calls last night?" Merlin asked.
"I was angry. I guess, I was confused, why would you do that? And it's not like Gwaine helped. He made it sound like you two were starring in a porno or something." Arthur confessed.
"You were jealous. Which must mean, you really do like me!" Merlin said cockily.
"Merlin?" Arthur asked.
"Yeah?" Merlin teased.
"Shut up." Arthur rolled his eyes, and leaned his hand over to brush a strand of Merlin's flustered hair away from his forehead.
"That was, nice." Merlin laughed.
Arthur parked in the driveway of his home, and the pair jumped out of the car, slamming the door shut and rushing inside.
Arthur
He was rock hard. And that was the least of his concerns, this was the moment, they were finally going to do it. He wanted to make it good for Merlin, what if it turned out horrible?
Arthur unlocked the door, and as soon as they walked in, shutting the front door behind them, Merlin's lips were on his own. He parted his lips slightly, and leaned in towards Arthur, biting his tongue cheekily.
"Oi!" Arthur murmured, backing Merlin against the wall.
"What is it with you and walls?" Merlin groaned. "You have some sort of wall-fetish."
"Shhh, I have a you-fetish." Arthur replied back, kissing Merlin's neck.
"Is it really going to happen in the hallway of your house?" Merlin giggled.
"No, you idiot." Arthur shot back, grabbing the other boy's hand and dragging him towards his bedroom.
Arthur pushed Merlin on his four poster bed, straddling him and tugging his grey t-shirt off him.
"Arthur are you in there?" Morgana's voice yelled out from the passageway.
"Shit!" Arthur whispered. "Fuck. Um, um, um, um, go hide in the wardrobe, go."
"What?" Merlin asked, panicking, as Arthur bolted off him and pulled him upwards.
Arthur raised a finger to his lips, staring at him menacingly and pointing at the wardrobe on his left-hand side.
"Seriously?" Merlin mouthed as shut himself in.
"Yeah Morgana, I'm here!" Arthur called out.
Morgana pushed open the door and grinned at Arthur.
"I heard you lot won!" She exclaimed and pulled her brother into a hug.
"Yeah." Arthur smiled. "What're you doing here anyway, aren't you supposed to be out with Leon?"
"Arthur, come on, if you want me out I'll go." Morgana laughed. "I'm leaving in a sec, I had to run back home because I forgot my laptop. I'm staying at his apartment for a couple of days, I hope you don't mind, it's just, we haven't been spending much time together and…"
"I get it, I get it." Arthur shook his head. "When's Dad coming back?"
"Uther's going to be back on Wednesday, it's a big case this one, he has to go see the police over there because receiving evidence through phone calls isn't enough." Morgana said wearily.
"Alright then, bye." Arthur replied.
"I've made sure Uther's put more money in your account and I hope you don't mind staying alone." Morgana smiled.
"No, not at all." Arthur grinned, because this meant that Merlin could come over afterschool for the next few days.
…
After Morgana left the room, Arthur yanked the wardrobe door open and Merlin stumbled out.
"Let's just wait till the front door shuts." Arthur said quietly.
"Why does Morgana call your dad, Uther?" Merlin whispered.
"I have no clue. She's just always done that. She's never called him dad ever, we've gotten used to it. My Father doesn't mind." Arthur replied.
The pair heard the front door slam shut, and Arthur wrapped his arms around Merlin's waist.
"Now, where were we?" Arthur intoned as they crashed onto the bed.
"You shoved me into the closet." Merlin laughed.
"Ha shut up," Arthur laughed grudgingly.
Merlin felt the other boy's hardness pressing against him as his shirt was being removed and the expanse of his neck was being softly bitten, kissed upon and sucked.
Arthur's hands ran down the other boy's sides, caressing the soft alabaster skin. Merlin sighed peacefully, and shut his eyes.
Arthur threw off his football jumper and pecked Merlin on the lips. His grasp on Merlin tightened, touching the skin on his waist, slipping his hand lower and lower, earning a loud moan.
Then he stopped, and moved his body further down, unbuttoning Merlin's khaki shorts, and pulling them down along with his own pants.
Arthur reached over the bed, and fumbled through his dresser drawers for the small bottle of lube, and a condom.
"Arthur." Merlin's voice broke out nervously. ", I've never done this before."
"It's alright if you don't want to do this." Arthur responded gently. "Are you having second thoughts?"
"No, no, I want to, I'm just scared, and I wanted you to know." Merlin whispered back.
"Will it hurt?" Merlin continued curiously.
"A bit, but, I promise, I'll go slow." Arthur said softly.
"Okay," Merlin breathed as Arthur dipped his fingers into the little tub of lube.
Arthur's warm hand was on the other boy's cock, moving up and down, causing Merlin to shudder and moan, and clutch onto the bed sheets.
"Oh," Merlin sighed. "That feels… so…"
After a few moments, Arthur suddenly stopped, smirking to himself.
"You're a fucking tease." Merlin protested.
"I'm going to turn you around now." Arthur smiled, getting off the other boy and flipping him over.
Arthur pulled off his jeans and atop Merlin once again, his masculine build framing the other boy's slim, fragile one.
He once again applied lube on his fingers, and began to circle Merlin's entrance slowly, tenderly, making Merlin shiver and writhe underneath him.
Then he paused, and Merlin spun his head around to glare angrily at him.
"I'm shit scared as it is, thanks for making me wait." Merlin hissed jokingly.
"What's that?" Arthur questioned, pointing at an almost faded scar that stretched along his hip to his thigh.
"Nothing, I just, I um, scratched myself on a barbed wire fence when I was younger." Merlin stuttered.
Arthur could see that the other boy was lying through his teeth. It certainly wasn't a scratch caused by a 'barbed wire fence', it looked like someone had purposely slashed that area, but if Merlin wasn't telling him, he wouldn't insist on what it was. He'd wait until Merlin was ready.
He traced his finger around the mark, and kissed it gently.
"You're beautiful." Arthur murmured.
Merlin blushed, bright red.
"Well, continue." He ordered.
Arthur's slick fingertip pushed through Merlin's hole, and he heard him grunt in pain.
"I'm so sorry," Arthur soothed, leaning over to kiss the tip of Merlin's ear.
Soon he worked another finger in, and at the same time used his other hand to rip open the condom packet and roll it on his cock.
"God, Merlin," Arthur groaned, as he put in a third finger and Merlin whimpered at the touch.
After applying a generous amount of lube on his length, Arthur positioned himself at the entrance.
"Ready?" Arthur asked tenuously.
"I think so," came Merlin's muffled reply.
Merlin
When Arthur pushed into Merlin, it was a sudden flash of pain which began to turn into a dull ache. Merlin had shut his eyes tightly, fisting the bed sheets.
"I'm going to move now." Arthur said gingerly.
"Okay," Merlin whispered back, as Arthur began thrusting into him slowly.
Arthur's body lay above his own, his golden blond chest hairs poking into his back, his lips on his shoulder blade, bruising the skin with every maddening kiss.
As Merlin parted his legs farther, accustoming himself to the sensation, Arthur moved slightly faster, and harder, striking repeatedly on the other boy's sweet spot.
"There… We… Are…" Arthur panted, sweat sliding down his forehead, thrusting into the other boy with slow, deliberate strokes.
"Arthur." Merlin chanted his name again, and again. "Arthur. Oh god, oh god. I'm going to…"
And then it was done, they'd both reached climax simultaneously, sweat pooling on their skin. Arthur rolled off Merlin and collapsed next to him, on the dirty sheets, breathless.
Arthur removed the condom, wrapping it in a tissue before chucking it in the waste paper basket next to his desk.
Merlin got up clumsily, nervously, and stared at the come stained sheets beneath him.
"I am sorry for the mess," Merlin said, out of breath.
"I'll put them in the washing machine later on." Arthur replied with a careless smile.
"That was… good." Merlin smiled, flopping back down on the bed next to Arthur.
"It wasn't bad." Arthur smirked.
"Oi!" Merlin barked. "My arse hurts now. Thanks to you,"
"Oi!" Arthur retaliated. "Stay here tonight."
"I can't. We have school tomorrow." Merlin apologized.
Arthur sprung up, and offered his hand to Merlin.
"Shower with me?" Arthur asked.
Arthur
The naked pair stumbled into the bathroom, and Merlin looked at himself, horrified in the mirror.
"I have hickeys! Fucking love bites, on my neck, and my shoulder. Jesus, Arthur." Merlin exclaimed.
Arthur laughed, and grabbed Merlin's arms, pulling him into an embrace and kissing him messily.
"So, we going to get into the shower, or what?" Merlin laughed as they broke apart.
Merlin
They got behind the glass doors of the shower, steaming water pouring on their bare bodies. Shampoo foam on their wet hair, rubbing body-wash onto each other's bodies. Merlin ached, his body ached, his heart ached, and when he finally looked at Arthur's laughing face in front of him, soapy bubbles on his nose.
That was the moment he realized.
That was the moment he realized that he had fallen in love with Arthur.
Mm, so yeah, was the ending slightly too cheesy? I realized that I forgot to put an author's note in the previous chapter because I was in such a hurry to update it, which was so stupid, goddamn it.
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