Disclaimer: I do not own Merlin the BBC does.
WARNING: this chapter contains explicit male/male sex.
Please enjoy, I am enjoying writing Leon's life a lot more than I anticipated and I just wanted to know if you were enjoying reading it or if you wanted me to focus more on Merlin and Arthur again?
Leon sighed and leant against the inside of his chamber door before sinking down to the floor and placing his head on his knees. He had been working relentlessly, trying to organise the uprising for Arthur, for Camelot. He knew that the people couldn't survive much longer under Uther's control; Camelot was choking and Arthur would be the breath of fresh air that was so desperately needed.
He was contemplating the pros and cons of falling asleep on the stone floor, which was becoming more and more comfortable, when he heard a person clear their throat from the general direction of the bed. His head snapped up quickly, hand instinctually moving to his sword. His heart was pumping as adrenaline raced through his veins; he was looking forward to the chance of a fight, so seeing Gwain grinning smugly at him from his casual position on his bed was rather the anti-climax.
"What d'ya want?" Leon slurred, the adrenaline fading from his system and leaving his feeling ridiculously drained. He wasn't in the mood for Gwaine's games.
"What's it like?" the knight asked, answering Leon's question with one of his own. Gwaine had watched the prince and the knight interact all afternoon and was left with a feeling nostalgic, a feeling that he was sure he didn't like. He couldn't describe the relationship between the two; it was brotherly, but much deeper. They knew what to say around each other, how to act and how to laugh. "Having a…" Gwaine paused trying to locate the right word. "…soul-mate." He finished, comfortable with his assessment.
Leon stood, unsure how to respond. He settled on the bead next to the knight and sighed, for the second time since entering his room.
"It's like… marching into battle with your entire army behind you, watching your back. It's like having a brother and a best friend and all the while you know that you'll always have someone to talk to." He paused assessing their relationship, wanting to explain it as best as he could. "It's lonely though." He admitted.
Gwaine frowned, not understanding. "Arthur has Merlin now, and he fits with him better than he ever will or has with me… I never wanted more with Arthur, never desired him as a man does a potential spouse, he was too much like a brother to me and I am glad that he has found Merlin but… sometimes I feel so alone." Leon paused, not really realising that he was pouring his soul out to Gwaine. "I know that after all this is over and we have claimed Camelot for our own, Arthur and Merlin will settle and I will be left with nothing; I wont have to protect him or look after him, I wont have to save him from Uther. Being his soul-mate has always been a temporary occupation for me and I guess I have known that for a long time, it was the best thing I have ever done but I'm not sure that I'm ready to just be me. I have been Leon: Arthur's left-hand-man for years and I don't know who I will be after he settles with Merlin. I've been preparing him not to need me but I think I underestimated how much I need him; as a distraction and as a friend." He stopped, wanting the floor to swallow him up.
"Oh Leon." Gwaine sighed as he wrapped his arms around the knight and pulled him close. It was weird for the dark-haired man, holding someone so close. "You have all of the knights, Arthur will never stop needing you; who will show him what to do when him and Merlin have a child, or when he decides to ask the warlock to marry him? You will always be needed, by them, by him and by me." He vowed.
Leon listened closely as he heard the knight's words, shocked by the intensity in his words. He had always harboured a secret crush on the slightly younger knight but never acted on it. Whether it was Gwaine's fanciful words, their sudden closeness or his over emotional state, he didn't care. He wanted Gwaine to know; and so he leant forward and rather timidly, placed his lips against the knight's jaw, kissing him slowly up and down his jaw line, leaving tiny glistening droplets of saliva on the brunette's stubble. He felt the man tense next to him and suddenly wondered if this had been a very bad decision. Soldiering on, he moved to the brunette's neck, kissing gently, nipping and sucking on the sensitive skin. It was when his mouth seemed to find a rather sensitive spot under Gwaine's ear that the knight reacted, pulling Leon closer to his side and groaning, loud and long and needy.
"Please." He said as Leon sucked lightly on the patch of skin again. He could feel himself hardening in his breeched as tiny ripples of pleasure raced around his body. "Leon, please." He gasped trying to manoeuvre the blonde to his mouth, he desperately wanted a kiss.
"Please what?" Leon asked before kissing the knight's closed eyelids. "This?" he taunted, hoping for a reaction. Gwain groaned in frustration as he felt the wet kisses on his eyelids, the blonde knew exactly what he was doing.
"No." he panted.
"This." Leon kissed his cheeks softly, licking the skin before pulling back, breath uneven.
"No." Gwaine nearly sobbed, wave after wave of heat licking his veins until eventually he got what he wanted.
Leon pressed his lips against the knight's, and began to move them together effortlessly, as if they were made to be together. He pushed Gwaine gently back against the bed as he continued to kiss him. Gwaine gasped and pulled Leon on top of him, thrusting his hips, and his cock against the blonde's.
"This?" Leon asked as he pulled himself from Gwaine's lips, panting for breath. As soon as the one syllable word slipped past Leon's lips he had reattached him self to Gwain, sucking, kissing and nipping on his neck as his right hand pinned both of the brunette's above his head.
"Please Leon, I need you." Gwain moaned; bucking his hips and connecting with nothing, he needed friction. Leon smirked and rolled his hip, once sharply against Gwaine's as the younger man moaned and whimpered.
Gwaine's words echoed in his head; I need you. He was needed.
"Touch me." Gwaine pleaded, desperately trying to pull his hands from the blonde's grasp.
"I don't think I will." Leon teased; sitting back on his knees, hips settled firmly over Gwaine's preventing him from moving. Gwaine smiled as he realised Leon's mistake; the blonde, whilst leaning back, had released his hands. Laughing Gwaine flipped them over so that it was him lying above the blonde.
"Gwaine." Leon gasped, slightly dizzy at the sudden change in position. Gwaine smirked and pinned Leon's hands above his head as he began to roll his hips in a frantic rhythm. "So close." Leon groaned, thrusting to meet Gwain. His cock was desperately hard and he could feel the pre-come soaking into his trousers, causing them to stick to his skin.
Gwaine paused and tugged at Leon's breeches and tunic, pulling them off and leaving the slightly older man completely naked. The brunette couldn't help but stare as he drank in the sight of the blonde's naked body. Leon was lean, well defined and tan, which in Gwaine's book made him practically perfect. He traced the fingertips of his left hand gently over the ridges of Leon's abs, revelling in the emotions that flickered across the blonde's face. Leon's cock was resting against his stomach, pre-come collecting in a small pool on his stomach.
Gwaine leaned down and hovered his head over Leon's prick before looking back up at him from under his eyelashes. Making sure he held Leon's gaze he smirked before licking a line from the base of his cock to the tip. The older man groaned and threw his head back against the pillow as he struggled with the urge to thrust into his mouth. Gwaine swallowed his dick whole, so far that Leon could feel the back of the man's throat on the tip of his cock and it was a wonderful feeling.
Gwaine began to bob his head in earnest; loving the knowledge that he was causing the knight pleasure. He paused as he felt the sheets become taught and pulled away to check why; Leon's hands were fisted tightly in the sheets and his eyes were clenched tightly shut, in fact, his entire body was tense.
"Leon are you okay?" Gwain asked his voice slightly scratchy.
"I don't want to lose control, I don't want to hurt you." He replied, voice as tense as the rest of him. Gwaine paused to consider what the blonde said before responding.
"I want you to lose control." He said, watching as Leon's mouth fell open in surprise. He ran his hands from Leon's neck down to his tense hands and prized his fingers from the sheets and moved the blonde's right hand to the back of his head. He wrapped Leon's fingers around his head and smiled encouragingly at the knight. "I want you to fuck my mouth and pull my hair, I want you to leave marks on me that will be there for weeks." He said voice low and husky.
Leon groaned at the thought of his marks being on the man for the next few weeks for all of the knights to see, for everybody to see. He sat up; legs tangled with Gwaine's and pulled the brunette's head back sharply by his glossy, medium-length hair. As he bent Gwaine's head back his neck became exposed; long and thick, powerful and graceful at the same time and covered in beautiful tan skin that smelt just like Gwaine. He sunk his teeth into the column and bit until he tasted blood; pulling away he licked the droplets away before observing his handy-work. The bite mark was under the knight's right ear and looked beautiful, still leaking tiny pearls of red.
Before the brunette had a chance to voice how undeniably turned on he was the blonde forced his head back into his lap and ordered him to suck. Gwaine did so willingly, enjoying Leon's new found eagerness. Leon fucked his mouth with abandon, aware of the sounds the brunette was making, tiny whimpers and choking sounds as he struggled to breathe around Leon's impressive length.
Leon could feel the pleasure building, warmth spreading in the pit of his stomach; just as the sensations from Gwaine's mouth became too much the blonde pulled out before flipping the blonde onto his back, and pulling the tunic off him. He bit and licked his entire way down the brunette's chest; Gwaine's muscles were even more defined than his own, he mapped every blemish, battle wound and dent in the mans chest as he sent the man under him completely wild.
"Fuck me." Gwaine barked out as Leon began to remove his trousers. "I want you to fuck me." He repeated more calmly.
"Are you sure?" he asked, wanting to verify what he just heard. Gwaine arched his eyebrows in an are-you-an-idiot kind if way that left him feeling slightly bashful. He was now lay out entirely naked; it had been a while since he had been intimate with anyone but it couldn't have been more than six months. He wasn't scared or anxious like he normally was; the bravado that covered up his insecurities wasn't there as he didn't feel insecure, Leon made him feel safe.
Leon moved down exactly like he had before, until he was hovering over the brunette's cock. The only difference was what he did next, and what he did next was something that the brunette had never experienced before. Leon's tongue was circling his ass hole, pushing in slightly before retracting again, reverting to teasing him. He was a writhing moaning mess of incoherent babble when Leon finally made his way back up to his face, kissing his jaw lightly he positioned his cock at the brunette's entrance.
Gwaine wrapped his feet around his waist, feet crossed at the top of his ass. He was beginning to get impatient as Leon made no move to enter him so he pulled his legs closer to his body, forcing the blonde into him. Leon cried out at the sudden tightness and heat surrounding him and Gwaine cried out at the feeling of Leon inside him; he felt full, completely and utterly full. The blonde paused for a moment, giving both of them a chance to adjust to the sensation, before pulling out just an inch and thrusting slowly back in.
After a few gentle thrusts, Gwaine lost his patience and began to roll his hips up to Leon's thrusts, deliberately setting the pace so that the blonde would have no choice to fuck him hard and fast. Soon enough the knight was pushing frantically into his brunette lover, the sound of skin slapping together only causing the pleasure to increase; but Gwaine wanted more. He wanted to feel Leon everywhere.
"Harder… ahhh… god Leon… fuck… right there… oh god." He muttered into the blonde's ear as he sped up faster and began to hit his prostate with every thrust; causing stars to appear behind the brunette's eyes.
"Shit… Gwaine… so tight… fuck." Leon's incoherent slur joined Gwaine's as he fucked the knight to orgasm.
Gwaine came first, a blinding orgasm that caused thick white ropes of cum to splatter on both of their chests. It only took three thrusts after that for Leon to cum, the feeling of Gwaine's inner muscles contracting around him had pushed him over the edge. He came deep inside of the brunette, filling him completely with his seed.
Leon collapsed on Gwaine's chest as the brunette pulled the sheets over them.
"Gwaine I-" Leon began only to be cut off by the knight.
"We'll talk in the morning, now, let's rest and lie together and fool around until we fall into a coma." Gwaine begged, the tone of desperation in his voice causing the blonde not to question him.
"Just promise me one thing," Leon asked, waiting for the brunette's response.
"Anything."
"Be here when I wake up… please."
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"Yes." He responded eventually, and apparently that was enough to satisfy the blonde's desperation to have a conversation about what had happened.
Gwaine woke in the morning, resting comfortably on Leon's chest, another role reversal. He recalled the events of the following evening with perfect clarity and blushed slightly as he remembered some of their antics. He sat up gently against the headboard and allowed the blonde to curl into his waist. Resting a hand in the knight's hair he began to run his fingers through it comfortingly, enjoying the sensation.
It was about half an hour later when Leon's manservant came crashing into the room, causing the blonde to stir.
"shhh." Gwaine hissed at the boy, who was now staring open mouthed at the bare-chested knight that his master was currently wrapped around. Leon had never let anyone sleep in his bed before apart from Morgana and Arthur. "Get out." The brunette barked at the boy as Leon stirred and the boy scrambled out of the room, dropping an entire jug of water on his way out.
"Incompetent fool." Leon muttered into Gwaine's chest as he heard the door shut.
"G'morning." Gwaine mumbled as he lent down to kiss Leon's head. After a few minutes of sitting there, basking in the complications of their new found relationship, Gwaine broke the silence.
"So… what do we do next?" he asked and Leon smiled, propping himself up on to his elbow so that he could see Gwaine's face.
"We lounge, wrapped around each other for a little while longer before asking my idiot manservant to retrieve us breakfast, which we will eat stark naked in this bed. Then we could have a bath, and fool around a bit, before going back to bed and fooling around some more."
Gwaine smiled at his answer. "I couldn't think of anything that I rather do, but what are we now… to each other I mean?"
Leon paused a second before answering, as honestly and as heartfelt as he could. "You're my reprieve." The blonde swallowed before continuing. "You're my version of what Merlin is to Arthur, you are my second chance, my soul mate." He paused again, looking down and fiddling with his hands nervously "I think that I love you." He finished waiting anxiously for a response.
Gwaine was a little shocked to be honest; he had harboured feelings for the man for a few years now, strong feelings that were really hard to hide and to hear Leon admitting to feeling the same things made his heart swell in his chest and his throat close up.
"I love you too Leon, you are everything to me." He replied, pulling the man into a heated kiss. Leon smiled and parted the kiss to get some much needed air. Gwaine rested their foreheads together for a second, before pulling him back in for another heated kiss.
"Lets skip breakfast." Someone gasped but it didn't matter which one of them it was, they had both been thinking the same thing.
"I agree." The other said as they sank to the bed once again.
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