The Prince and the Pauper 2
"Merlin is my bath ready yet?" Arthur asked from behind the screen, removing his clothes and tossing them over the side. Merlin growled at the mess the Prince was making but spending extra time with Arthur cleaning it up would be worth it.
"Yes Sire," Merlin called in response, using magic to turn the water to the temperature that was just right for Arthur.
Arthur stepped out from behind the screen, his lower half concealed by a towel. Not for long. Merlin thought. He faked a cough and cast a spell, making the towel drop. Arthur merely looked from the towel on the floor to Merlin, who, by the way, wasn't even trying to be sly with the staring.
"You did that didn't you?" Arthur asked.
"No Sire." Merlin answered, still staring.
Arthur looked at him for a while, his arms folded, then he shrugged. "Whatever." He stepped forwards and slipped into the bath. "Oh, Merlin!" The water was just the right temperature and Arthur let his head drop back, eyes closed. When he heard no sound from anywhere in the room, he opened an eye to find Merlin still stood next to the tub.
"Are you going to get on with your chores?" He asked, then opened both eyes and adjusted his position so he took up less space. "Or are you going to join me?"
Merlin blushed a deep shade of red as he stared at Arthur, trying to work out whether the offer was genuine or a joke. He was so tempted to strip off and join the Prince in the bath but knew he couldn't. Sighing he replied "I don't think your father would be too pleased if I came in and found you bathing with you man servant."
"I don't think he'd be too pleased if he found out what we did the other day." Arthur reminded him, making his blush deepen.
"Um, well...But...That was..." Merlin stuttered.
"Merlin, please form a sentence." Arthur let his head drop back again and his eyes fell closed. He heard footsteps getting slightly quieter and opened his eyes to find Merlin gone. He looked around in an attempt to find his serv-lover, but could not see him.
Merlin returned a few seconds later, wearing only his tunic and breeches. "Where did you-?"
"I locked the door." Merlin answered, taking off his tunic and breeches and dropping them on the floor.
"Spoil sport." Arthur said, very childishly, as Merlin climbed into the bath, sitting with his back against Arthur's chest.
Arthur wrapped his arms around Merlin and began kissing his shoulder. "Missed you." He murmured between kisses.
Merlin chuckled and sank into Arthur's caresses.
"What's so funny?" The Prince asked, his lips still pressed to his sorcerer's neck.
"I'm just surprised. The great Prince Arthur does have a soft side." Merlin laughed and leant his head back to rest on Arthur's shoulder, revealing more of his neck for the Prince. Arthur's lips travelled down to nibble on Merlin's shoulder and his hands too began to travel south.
"Mmm, Arthur." Merlin rested his hands on Arthur's wrists, not stopping him, not moving them, just laying them there as they travelled down his stomach and, much to Merlin's displeasure, past his erection to rest on the insides of his thighs. "Arthur..." Merlin begged, trying to pull at Arthur's hands, but they wouldn't budge.
Merlin spread his legs wider, hoping for something, anything at all from Arthur. "Arthur, stop teasing." Merlin whined.
"Why should I? I am the Prince; I can do as I wish." Arthur mocked, licking the shell of Merlin's ear.
"Arthur, that's not fair!" Merlin squirmed in the prince's grasp.
"Okay, now you're sounding like a child." Arthur moved a hand to cup Merlin's balls and the other to the head of his member.
Merlin groaned in pure pleasure, his head falling back onto the Prince's shoulder and his hips bucked forward into Arthur's hands. Arthur pulled Merlin's body closer to his, pressing his own erection into his lover's lower back.
"Oh! Arthur! Please, enough, just...please, Arthur..." Still Arthur kept stroking, smiling evilly against Merlin's neck.
"Merlin...Merlin..." Arthur called
"Arthur... Arthur please stop teasing... I can't take it anymore... ARTHUR PLEASE!!!!!!!"
The Prince clapped a hand over his servant's mouth. "Keep shouting like and we're going to be found out," His hand stilled on Merlin's shaft and he moved his lips back to Merlin's ear, "Or maybe you want people to know..."
Merlin was shocked to silence at the suggestion. "I want to...I want them to know, I want to tell everyone. But..." Merlin trailed off.
"Merlin, whether people know it or not, you're mine, now and forever. If anyone other than me tries to even touch you, I will personally cut off ever one of their fingers and break their neck."
Merlin bit his lip smiling. "Really?"
Arthur nodded his head in the crook of Merlin's neck "Really... I love you Merlin."
"Prince Charming, you." Merlin said, shifting in Arthur's lap. "Now if you don't mind"
"You are so impatient!" Merlin giggled "Okay, lean forwards."
Merlin did as he was told, placing both his hands on either side of the metal tub and leant forward. Arthur slipped on hand under Merlin's backside, trying to find his tight entrance.
"Mmm...Arthur." Merlin moaned, pushing backwards. Arthur traced Merlin's entrance with a finger before letting it slip into him. "Arthur...more..." Merlin begged, pushing back against the finger.
"Ah, ah, forward." Merlin groaned and leant forwards again, clenching his muscles so Arthur's finger wouldn't slip out of him, the curve of his butt cheeks just over the water. "Good boy." Arthur praised him, leaning forwards to kiss Merlin's lower back.
"This isn't fair." Merlin panted. "More, Arthur...Play nice."
Arthur pushed Merlin further forward so that he was face to face with his servant's beautiful backside. He pressed his lips to one of Merlin's cheeks as a second finger slipped into the slimmer male.
"Arthur..." Merlin moan, trying to force his Prince's fingers further inside of himself
"Merlin, there's something I heard...I want to-"
"Do it. Whatever it is, I don't care, just do it." Arthur pulled his fingers out and leant forward to kiss Merlin's tight hole. "Arthur..." Merlin moaned, trying to push back against the hands on his cheeks.
Arthur smiled and licked at the hole, then pushed his tongue inside Merlin. "Arthur...that feels...Oh!" Merlin moaned, letting his head drop.
Merlin's tight entrance clenched around the Prince's tongue, causing Arthur to moan as well. Arthur's one hand remained on his lover's hips as his second moved round to fondle Merlin's balls, run down his length and fingering the head playfully.
"Arthur...Please...Oh! Arthur! Feels so good!" Merlin moaned, trying again in vain to push backwards.
If Arthur stopped to think about what he was doing, he was sure he would be disgusted by his own actions, but right now, with Merlin's moans, and his own straining erection, he couldn't bring himself to care. "Arthur...enough...you...want you inside NOW!" Merlin panted, if Arthur didn't stop everything he was doing, this would be over far too quickly.
Arthur removed his tongue from Merlin's hole, licking around it just to make things a little less painful/ Merlin groaned with loss as Arthur's tongue slipped out of him but as the Prince's steady hands helped lower him back into the water he knew something much more pleasurable was coming.
Arthur lowered Merlin onto his lap, burying himself in the heat. When Merlin was fully seated, Arthur let his head fall onto Merlin's shoulder. "My God, Merlin, you have no idea what you do to me, do you?" Arthur groaned as Merlin clenched his muscles around him. "Actually, something tells me you know exactly what you do."
Merlin giggled innocently and leant his head again Arthur's "I have no idea what you're talking about My Lord."
Arthur thrust his hips up into Merlin, causing the sorcerer to gasp, eyes widening "Remember what happened the last time you lied to me Merlin?"
Merlin's mind flicked back to Arthur pinning him to a wall with his -gorgeous,- strong body, pulling down his neckerchief and biting down hard on his neck, then warning him never to lie to him again and leaving him in the empty corridor as though nothing had happened.
"God, I hated you, I was so hard and you just left me there!" Merlin complained. "And it wasn't really a lie-"
"You're called me fat!" Arthur reminded, shifting his hips slightly. "Now say it's not true! Tell all the nice fangirls you lied!"
Merlin groaned at the feel of Arthur moving inside of him but still refused to say anything, biting down on his lip to prove that point.
"Very well then," The Prince growled arms surrounding Merlin's slim waist, "If you're not going to tell the truth... I'm going to have to make you!"
Arthur moved the -far too skinny for his own good- warlock forward so that he was leaning on the side of the tub. "Tell them." Arthur ordered. Merlin said nothing. "Fine then." Arthur pulled out nearly all the way and slammed back in to Merlin.
"This is punishment?" Merlin asked between moans.
Arthur bent over Merlin to whisper in his ear. "It will be." He promised.
Merlin couldn't help but gulp at the tone of Arthur's voice. He dug his fingers into the rim of the tub as Arthur's pulled nearly all the way out of Merlin again before pausing.
"Arthur?" The sorcerer asked after a few minutes like that. He tried to turn his head to see what Arthur was doing but the Prince forced his head forward.
"If you want me inside you, you'll tell them." Arthur said. Merlin bit his lip and shook his head. "Damn your fucking pride." Arthur growled.
"Mine? What about yours?"
Arthur growled again and pulled all the way out of Merlin, replacing his cock with his fingers. He curled his fingers into Merlin, searching for that one spot and when he had found it....
"Merlin, tell them!" He growled. "Just four simple words 'It was a lie.' That's all you have to say." Merlin remained silent, biting his lip so he didn't moan. "Merlin!" Arthur hit that spot again and Merlin cried out, letting his head drop forward.
"Arthur...Arthur..."
"Yes, Merlin?" Arthur breathed onto Merlin's ear making him shiver.
"Arthur...I...I think I'm going to..." Merlin moaned as Arthur brushed his prostate again. "Oh, Arthur!" Arthur felt Merlin contract around him and gripped the base of his erection tightly, stemming the blood flow. "Arthur..."Merlin groaned, his orgasm denied.
"Tell them." Arthur whispered.
Merlin was near tears now "Arthur... Arthur... please let me... let me come please!"
Arthur rested his cheek against Merlin's pale back whispering "Tell them my love... tell them all it was a lie and then I'll let you come. I promise."
"I-It... It...." Merlin gulped, shuddered and murmured "it was a lie..."
"Louder." Arthur ordered as he took his fingers out of Merlin.
"It was a lie; it wasn't true, I'm sorry!" Merlin begged.
"Good boy." Arthur praised as he slipped into the sorcerer.
"Arthur..." Merlin moaned. "Please..."
"Just wait," Arthur said, still holding onto Merlin's cock. He began thrusting into Merlin making the slighter man moan loudly.
"Arthur...Arthur please!" Merlin shouted.
"Patients" Arthur murmured, thrusting faster and deeper in his servant "I want us to come together."
Merlin's fingers were digging painfully into the side of the tub and his lips were bleeding from where he had bitten it to keep quiet. He was going mad! The effects of not being able to come were sending him mad.
"Arthur, if you don't let me come right now, I swear to God, I will-" Arthur's thrusts began to get more erratic and he loosened his grip on Merlin's erection, stroking it roughly.
"Since, I do not answer well to threats, I'll stop you before you finish. Now, if you say another thing that's not my name, I will make sure you don't come for the next three days. Now, scream for me, let everyone know what I do to you. Let everyone know it's me."
This was one order Merlin was only too happy to complete. Throwing his head back the young sorcerer scream at the top of his lungs as he exploded his seeds into the cold water.
"ARTHUR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Feeling the younger male tighten around his cock was almost too much for Arthur as his thrust became impossible faster. Hearing his lover scream his name in pure pleasure send the Prince over the edge.
Arthur bit down on Merlin's shoulder as he came inside of him, Merlin shivering at the feeling. Arthur pulled out of Merlin and sat back in the water, pulling Merlin to sit in front of him.
"Arthur..." Merlin whispered.
"Yes?" Arthur asked.
"I love you."
"Merlin?"
"Yes?" Merlin asked, smiling.
"You're such a girl." Merlin pouted. "But I love you anyway." He said, pulling Merlin's hand up to kiss it. "You're wonderful." He let a hand trace from Merlin's knee upwards. "Every inch of you." He finally brought his hand to rest over Merlin's heart.
Merlin smiled happily, his hand resting on top of Arthur's. He was perfectly happy sitting there with Arthur but soon realised something. Shivering he stood and turned to Arthur.
"We'd better get out. The waters cold and we wouldn't want you getting ill would we?"
"Why not?" Arthur asked, reaching up to kiss Merlin's stomach. "If I am ill and bedridden then you have an excuse to staying with me. Besides, can't you use magic to warm it up?" Arthur complained, holding Merlin's wrist.
"Yes, but if you stay in the water too long your skin will go all wrinkly." Merlin pointed out, grabbing a towel with his free hand. Arthur released his hand and lay back in the tub, putting his feet on the side.
"So?" He said smugly.
Merlin wrapped the towel around his waist and crouched next to the tub behind Arthur. "So, I won't want to touch you with wrinkly skin, will I?"
Merlin moved away from the tub, allowing the towel to fall low on his waist. Arthur stared longingly after his lover before hopping out of the bath and running to Merlin, forgetting about a towel. The Prince grabbed the slimmer man around the waist and dragged him down onto the bed, pinning him beneath him.
"Again, Arthur?" Merlin asked, smiling broadly.
"Don't move." Arthur warned. He got up and walked away from the bed, Merlin watching his naked body move. Arthur went to his wardrobe and opened it, hunting inside for a while before pulling back, victorious. "I thought, since you seem to enjoy wearing dresses," Arthur said, closing the wardrobe.
Merlin sat bolt upright at the sight or the garment in Arthur's hand. It was one of Morgana's elegant purple dresses.
And he wants me to put that on?!
"Arthur please tell me you're joking."
"Of course not, now come on Merlin." He said, pulling Merlin to stand. "Please?" Merlin said nothing, just stared at the future king with disbelief. Now that's a strange thought Merlin's mind drifted, I just had sex with the future king of Camelot... "Merlin?" Merlin shook his head and returned to glaring at the prince.
"Prat." He said simply.
"I'll take that as a yes then." Arthur said, reaching for Merlin.
"No!" Merlin squealed and dodged Arthur, fleeing to the other side of his chambers, followed closely by Arthur. They ran around the room for a while, Arthur getting close but never quite managing to catch Merlin. "Arthur, stop chasing me and let me put my clothes on! I have better things to do with my time than to run around your chambers naked!" Merlin shouted to Arthur, still running.
Merlin glanced back over his shoulder to see how close Arthur was to him and made his first big mistake. He caught his foot in a stray item of clothing, wonder how that got there, and fell face first. He shoved his hands out to catch himself, closed his eyes and braced for the impact that never came.
A pair of strong arms wrapped around his middle, pulling him upright and flush against the Prince's hot body.
"You have to be more careful Merlin," Arthur whispered in his lover's ear.
"And so do you, if you try to put me in that dress, I'll blow your balls off! And not in a good way!" Merlin warned, wriggling in Arthur's grip.
"But Merlin, I like it when you, as you say, blow my balls off, in a good way that is. Now please put the dress on." Arthur asked, nuzzling Merlin's neck, knowing it would make him harder to resist. Merlin wriggled and squirmed in Arthur's arms. "Mmm, Merlin."
"No." Merlin said quickly.
"But I asked so nicely." Again Merlin refused. "But Merlin...
"NO NO NO NO!" Merlin bellowed.
Arthur's grip loosened on him and he turned to look at the Prince. Arthur had his head bowed, his eyes wide and shining, his bottom lip trembling.
"No, Arthur, not the puppy-dog face, I invented that!" Merlin complained, though Arthur had no intention of stopping.
"Please, Merlin." Merlin crossed his arms and glared at Arthur a while before saying,
"Prat." Arthur smiled broadly.
"Thank you!"
Merlin snatched the dress out of the Prince's hands and stormed behind the screen to changed. Arthur, happier than he had ever been tried to sneak a keep only to get a shirt in the face.
"You stay round there!!" Merlin shouted as his breeches joined his shirt, "If I'm doing this you're not seeing until I've finished."
"You really are no fun." Arthur pointed out, but moved to sit in one of the chairs next to the fire.
Merlin stepped in to view with an elegant purple dress clinging to his slim frame. "Are you happy now?" Merlin asked, raising his arms then letting them drop against his sides.
"Merlin," Arthur began, standing, "You look beautiful."
Merlin pouted and crossed his arms over his chest.
Arthur chuckled, stood and made his way over to Merlin, wrapping his arms around the younger man.
"My Princess."
"No!" Merlin complained, pushing away and acting very much like a child.
"Yes!" Arthur insisted, not letting Merlin move, but instead made him look into his eyes. "My beautiful princess." He kissed him gently. "Mine, forever." He whispered.
"Arthur..." Merlin whispered, holding Arthur's bare arms. He stopped and looked down, remembering Arthur's lack of clothes.
"Arthur..." He practically moaned.
"Merlin, please say my name like that every time you say my name."
Merlin could see clearly that his Prince had become hard again, his erection pressing into the silk dress. The warlock wanted nothing more than to drop to his knees and suck the dear life out of Arthur but if he did neither of them would get anything done.
"You'd better get dressed Arthur... Weren't you meant to meet our father for breakfast?"
Arthur sighed heavily and rested his head on Merlin's shoulder. "I suppose." He gave Merlin one last kiss before turning to dress.
"Arthur, could you help me with this dress?" Merlin said, reaching for the ties.
"Why? You won't be changing." Arthur said as though it was obvious as he pulled on his breeches.
"No, Arthur, you've had your fun!" Merlin complained.
"Correction, I've had some fun."
Merlin crossed his arms again, glaring at his so called lover.
"There is NO way I am going out THERE looking like THIS!!"
Arthur just grinned knowingly.
"Of course there is, Merlin." Arthur promised as he swaggered to Merlin and stroked his upper arms.
"Arthur, I will turn you into a toad." Merlin warned.
"But Merlin, that would make future activities so much more difficult." Arthur wrapped his arms around Merlin's waist, pulling his closer and Merlin gripped Arthur's arms.
Merlin rested his head against Arthur's shoulder, his face reddening. He knew what the outcome of this would be but tried to get out of it anyway.
"Arthur... please don't make me go out there like this... I'll do anything."
"Anything?" Arthur asked, intrigued.
"Anything." Merlin promised.
"Anything..." Arthur mused, releasing Merlin and stepping away. "Hmm..." Arthur put a finger to his lips, thoughtfully looking Merlin up and down. "Well, there is something..." Arthur began.
"What is it?" Merlin asked, fearing the answer.
Arthur grinned "No... you'd never do it... forget I said anything"
"Arthur" Merlin said, crossing his arms over his chest. He was starting to embarrassed not to mention cold. "I'd do ANYTHING to get out of this dress. Tell me."
"Well I always had this fantasy that..." He looked at Merlin, "never mind. My father's waiting, come on, Merlin."
"Arthur, I'm feeling a breeze that a man shouldn't feel. Tell me." Merlin ordered through gritted teeth.
"Well, I had this fantasy, you'll probably prefer the dress over it anyway."
"Arthur say it."
"Okay!" Arthur put his hands up defensively.
"I had a fantasy of... of... of you walking round wearing... nothing..."
Before the words had left the Prince's mouth, Merlin knew he wasn't going to like it and he had been right.
"Please tell me this is one big joke... or a nightmare... or both. I am not wearing a dress. I am certainly no going out there with nothing on!!!"
"Well... when I said nothing..." Arthur started, head bowed to hide his amusement, "You were wearing one thing."
"Oh God, what was it?" Merlin asked, fearing the answer. This dress is looking better and better. He thought, and if he had voiced it, Arthur would agree. Arthur smiled wickedly. "I choose the dress!" Merlin said quickly.
"Oh, Merlin, don't you even want to hear it?" Arthur asked.
"Nope." Merlin turned to walk to the door, but Arthur caught his wrist and pulled him back to whisper in his ear.
"Sure you do, Merlin." Arthur loved the way Merlin shivered as his breath cascaded over the shell of his ear.
"Arthur..." Merlin whispered, starting to feel slightly scared, "Arthur please... I don't want to know... I don't want to go out there in this... Please Arthur... Sire... I'll beg if I have to..." Merlin's head dropped so he was facing the floor, "don't make me do it..."
Arthur's expression softened at the sight. "No, Merlin, don't..." He hooked a finger under Merlin's chin and pulled it up so Merlin was looking back at him with sad eyes. "I'm sorry, Merlin. You don't have to...don't look at me like that, Merlin. I'm sorry."
Merlin smiled weakly and nodded, looking away from Arthur. "Merlin..." Arthur kissed him tenderly before continuing. "I'll go and see my father, it won't take long, I promise. You stay here and get changed; I'll be back in no time at all. Then we can...we can sit in front of the fire for the rest of the night, and just talk. You'd like that, yeah?" Merlin nodded again. "Good, go on, give me a smile." He said, tickling Merlin's neck.
Merlin giggled and batted his hand away. "Stop it!" He complained, grinning.
"There you go." Arthur kissed Merlin's forehead quickly. "I'll be right back." He promised before turning and leaving.
Merlin waited until the door was closed before smiling evilly and unlacing the dress. "Works every time." He said to no one.
Merlin dressed and started the fire, smiling at his success. He pulled the blanket off of the bed and laid it out on the floor before the fire, not caring he'd haft to tidy it up later. He quickly, with the aid of a little magic, completed the work he had to do before lying down on the blanket and waiting for his true love to come back.
END
Ok so this will probably be the last chapter for a while... well until the next series of Merlin unless me and Dark-chan can come up with something.............