Day Eleven: Animal Costume

(Note: There is sexual content and some light bondage in this chapter)

"Merlin, this is stupid, I am not coming out of this dressing room." Arthur looked in the mirror. Why did he agree to come into this shop? Merlin always makes him do stupid things and take pictures of it. Nothing good ever comes out of it…ever.

He heard Merlin laugh, "Aw, come on Arthur. It can't be that bad."

Arthur mumbled to himself and came out of the dressing room of the Halloween shop. Why these stupid places were open during the summer in the first place…

"You…look like a total turnip-head."

Arthur wore an oversize animal costume, a panda to be exact. It was baggy around every part of his body, not flattering to him at all.

"Put the hood up," Merlin demanded.

"No."

"Please?"

Arthur hesitated, his hands resting on the ears of the panda head, "I swear to God, if you take a picture-"

"I won't, I won't, just put it on."

Arthur pulled it on and sure enough, Arthur heard the picture sound on Merlin's phone go off.

"Merlin!"

"Sorry! Sorry, I couldn't…it's just," He stuttered, trying to make coherent sentence come out of his mouth, but his enjoyment got the better of him and he doubled over in laughter.

"You-that's it, you're getting it!" Arthur leaped forward and grabbed for Merlin's waist. Merlin dodged his reach with a squeak and ran down an aisle to his right. Arthur chased after him, his baggy costume making it hard to run properly. When he turned down the aisle, Merlin was brandishing a light up ninja sword. Arthur cautiously walked towards him, looking for a weapon of his own.

The first thing he saw was an Indian Jones whip. He took it and whipped it out. It made a loud cracking sound in the air and Merlin's enthused smile disappeared instantly.

"You wouldn't dare…"

"Oh, but I would," Arthur said, taking a few more steps towards Merlin, but stopped when Merlin began to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"You're in a panda suit, holding a whip…you look like a porno gone wrong."

Something in Arthur boiled up; Merlin would pay for making him do this. He charged Merlin before the boy could recover from his bout of giggles. Merlin's eyes went wide and he slipped on the hard floor as he turned to escape Arthur's grasps. Arthur was almost on him, but Merlin was quick. His sword lit up as he gripped it tight and hit Arthur behind the knee with it.

He awkwardly fell to his knees, "Ah, idiot, ow, shit." He stood up, wincing from the pain of falling to his knees

Merlin stopped in his tracks, looking back at a pained Arthur. His shoulders sagged when he saw how mortified Arthur looked. Merlin walked towards him, hand out stretched, "I'm sorry, Arthur, forgive me? I won't make you dress in stupid costumes again."

Arthur eyed his hand apprehensively. He took Merlin's hand and shook, "I'll forgive you," Merlin smiled and Arthur tightened his grip, "But no yet." He yanked Merlin forward.

Merlin yelped and dropped his sword as Arthur tossed him over his shoulder. Merlin's legs kicked and he grabbed onto Arthur's costume in the back, "Arthur you arse! Put me down!"

The few other customers in the store turned their heads to get a better look at the commotion, "Nothing to see here, just another bad boy," He said to the onlookers, "Who needs to be punished," Arthur hissed to Merlin.

"What? Punished?" Merlin squeaked.

Arthur chuckled and carried Merlin over to the dressing rooms. He walked to the room he had gotten dressed in. Once inside, he set Merlin down and locked the door.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Merlin swallowed hard, watching as Arthur lifted the whip he still carried, "You are not going to whip me with that."

Arthur cocked an eyebrow, "I'm not? Are you sure?"

"Arthur Pendragon, I swear, if you hit me with that I'll…I'll scream!"

Arthur chuckled as he set the whip down. Merlin sighed in relief.

Arthur unzipped his panda suit and stepped out of it. He stood before Merlin in nothing but his boxers. Merlin swallowed as he watched Arthur. His beautiful greek god stood before him, a wicked smile playing on his face.

"Um…"

Arthur picked up the whip, "Turn around."

Merlin's eye widened, "Arthur…" he whimpered. Arthur wouldn't hit him with it, would he? No, that wasn't like Arthur, he wouldn't…then again, Merlin had humiliated him…but, no.

"I'm not going to hit you," Arthur said calmly.

Merlin turned and faced the wall, his heart pounding. Arthur grabbed his hands and tied them together with the rope, "What the-ow, Arthur, what-" Arthur spun him around and pushed him up against the wall, kissing him fiercely.

His hands travelled down Merlin's side, sending shivers from toes to scalp. Arthur's hands had found the button on his pants, and as he undid them, Merlin panicked.

He pulled away from Arthur's kiss, "Arthur, maybe you've forgotten but we're-ah," Arthur yanked Merlin's pants down, "-in public, Arthur, jesus."

Arthur ran his hands up Merlin's legs, to his hips, making sure to avoid the ache that Merlin felt. Merlin squirmed and cursed Arthur for tying him up and putting him in this position. Arthur trailed kissed over the top of Merlin's briefs, "Fuck, Arthur, please."

Arthur stood so he was face to face with Merlin. Merlin flushed at the sight of a wild eyed Arthur. He had to push against the wall to hold himself up because his legs seemed to stop working.

"Please what? Please stop?" He took a step towards Merlin, his hips pushing against Merlin's.

Merlin whimpered, "No…" Arthur made the slightest movement and his cock begged to be released. His head fell against the wall. Arthur kissed his exposed neck, smiling as Merlin purred.

Arthur spoke against Merlin's neck, "Do you promise not to make me do this again?"

Merlin didn't answer right away. Why were they here? A faint memory of Arthur in a panda suit came back to him. He had forgotten they were in a public dressing room, "I…I promise," He gasped. Merlin twitched as Arthur ran a hand over his briefs.

Arthur kneeled in front of Merlin. "Shit." He breathed. He closed his eyes and focused on Arthur's touch; his fingers skimming over his hips, slipping under the fabric. Arthur's hot breath against his cock.

Arthur slowly pulled Merlin's briefs down to his ankles. Merlin jerked his hips at the loss of touch. Arthur pushed him back against the wall. It frustrated Merlin that he couldn't touch Arthur. He couldn't run his hands through his blonde hair. He couldn't grasp for anything when he felt like he would come apart. He flattened his palms against the wall, the whip rubbing his skin.

Arthur kissed the crease of his thigh, his hands grabbing Merlin's ass. Merlin whimpered.

"Merlin, you have to be quiet. There are people in the store." Arthur's breath tickled Merlin's skin.

Merlin bit his lip, holding back the moans as Arthur took Merlin in his mouth. He bit back all the groans as Arthur's tongue circled the tip of his cock. His hands curled into fists, his nails digging into his palm. Arthur's teeth lightly grazed over Merlin's sensitive skin. He sucked in his breath, his hips hitching for more.

Merlin opened his eyes and looked straight ahead, trying to look anywhere but down.

"Fuck, Arthur," he groaned as he looked into the dressing room mirror and saw Arthur, his head at Merlin's hips, his knees spread apart as he stroked himself, "Jesus."

That was all Merlin needed. He came in Arthur's mouth, his body shaking with the effort to hold himself up. He tasted blood as he bit back what he was sure would've been a cry of pleasure. A few more pulls and Arthur came in his hand.

Merlin's hands were sweaty and were slipping against the wall. His knees gave and he sunk to the floor in front of Arthur, who had sat back on his heels.

"Damn you and your fucking mouth," Merlin whispered. Arthur grinned and reached out to touch Merlin's lip

"You're bleeding."

Merlin grinned, licking away the small amount of blood. "It was worth it…we should do this more often."

Arthur laughed and stood up, pulling his briefs and pants back on. He helped Merlin up and did the same for him. Arthur wiped his hands on tissue paper from another store bag.

"Are you gunna untie me?"

Arthur considered it, "I kind of like that look on you-"

"Arthur!"

"Alright, alright," He said, untying Merlin. Merlin rubbed his wrist, inspecting the rope burn. They were faintly red and raw.

He held them out to Arthur, "Look what you did!"

Arthur took his wrists and pressed his lips against them, "I'll take care of them when we get home," he murmured against Merlin's skin.

Once they were dressed, they peeked around the dressing room door. When they saw that it was clear they walked back out to the store.

Merlin looked around nervously. Had anyone heard them? A mom and her daughter watched them walk by. Shit, they knew…they all knew.

Merlin tugged on Arthur's shirt, "Arthur, they know!" He hissed.

"No they don't, calm down."

Arthur walked up to the cashier and placed the whip on the counter. He turned to a horrified Merlin and winked.

Arthur had a few plans for this whip.