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Warning: Mergana smut.

Chapter 13

Tauren was executed in the following morning. Morgana and Merlin came to a conclusion that even though the man's cause was just, threating their friend proved that he was wrong regarding to the means he used to achieve his ends, so both of them did nothing to save the sorcerer.

About the stone of magi, as later they found out searching in one of Gaius' books, they decided it was for the best to keep it in Camelot's vaults, so it wouldn't be used against the kingdom. They made it suddenly appear in there, even though they were tempted to put it along the other evidences Arthur had found in Tom's house, just to watch him getting suspicious and unable to explain how that magic artifact had appeared there seemly out of nowhere (probably to say something like 'it's magic' and see a bewildered prince trying to understand the whole situation).

Even though it happened only once, Morgana's small victory in convincing Uther not to execute the townsfolk and Tom made them think that the king wasn't completely unreasonable, they just had to find the right approach to change his decisions (maybe next time they would succeed in not having anyone flogged in the process).

And so one month passed, between magic lessons, secretive kisses in Morgana's chambers during their lessons, more of Arthur's pratness, Gwen's smiles, Uther ramblings and Morgana's belly was finally showing a small bulge, as it has been three months since the night they were enchanted.

The use of the blood crystal became a natural thing for Morgana, almost like having to brush her hair every morning, the only time she didn't use it was when she was getting ready for bed, during her magic lessons (seeing Merlin's face of complete adoration when looking at her and the small changes that she was going through was one of the best parts of her day) and when she had just awakened.

Also, she didn't use it when Gaius would examine her and when Uther would ask for her reports on her lessons. To the rest of the world, the Lady Morgana was the same, a beautiful lady of the court that seemed to have everything that a woman could possible wish for (if one doesn't consider a woman could define her own fate), a goddess-like beauty, a wealthy and powerful guardian and the prospect of being able to have many suitors lined for her hand in marriage.

Nonetheless, for Morgana only one man has ever incited a desire to spend the rest of her life with and that man attends for the name of Merlin, and sometimes Emrys if you are a Druid, which makes everyone else pale in comparison, though she was sure that Uther wouldn't marry her off to a random noble during her pregnancy.

At that exact moment, Merlin and Morgana were attending another magic lesson, that surely had already stopped being about magic and had changed the subject to kiss practicing.

Merlin had Morgana under him as both of them were on top of her bed. He was supporting his weight on his elbows to not crush her, which decreased his hands' mobility, leaving him as a defenseless prey to her advances while their lips met and their tongues fought for dominance in a breathtaking kiss. His lower body rested between her legs, which he was thinking that wasn't one of his brightest ideas as she was lifting her hips to meet his for a while now.

Her hands roamed around his upper body, then she lowered one hand and squeezed his buttock and pulled his hips to meet hers, at the same time that she tried to lift his shirt and gain access to his bare skin.

They both moaned, inebriated by the sensation of their closeness and skillful tongues.

A little out of breath due to her passionate kiss and her later move, Merlin distanced their heads, trying to slow thing down, and said:

"Morgana, we have to stop this. It isn't right, we are unwed." He said between gasps.

She kissed his jawline and he groaned, he knew she what she was doing, she wanted to distract him and have her ways. It has been like this for the last five days, when she had become bolder, disregarding their initial agreement.

"We are having a baby, Merlin. We love each other, we desire each other, I can feel it not only by how you kiss me, but also due to something that has been poking me for a while." She lightly bit his earlobe, making him shiver and then gazed at his eyes while giving him a wicked all-knowing smile.

He grunted, she was right and was very persuasive, yet he couldn't take advantage of her. That was how his mother had raised him, to be a man that didn't put his own desires before his love's wellbeing and honor. So, he ended up saying:

"Morgana, you know that going that far isn't right." He touched their foreheads together, hoping that the sweetness of the act would be enough to clear both of their lust-filled minds.

She placed her both hands on his cheeks, bringing his face closer and gave him a tender and slow kiss, taking her time to savor his luscious lips, and then tentatively pressing the tip of her tongue against his closed mouth, asking for permission to deepen the kiss. He gave in and she used her tongue to gently search for his own.

Merlin melted in her ministrations, even though she was only kissing him and caressing his face. Those moments, when she touched him like this always made him feel special, no matter how tender she was, his heart always beat like crazy and by their closeness he could feel her own rapid heartbeats, in tandem with his own.

Then, she broke their lips apart and finally spoke, making eye contact:

"I love you, Merlin, more than I could ever imagine it was possible. The only thing that isn't right is for us not to be joined together, body and soul. The words of a random priest can't form such connection, nor undo it. Either we are married or not, I won't stop feeling like this, as if my own soul claims to be near you." She touched their foreheads, closing her eyes and he did the same, until she caught his attention again when she said:

"And that's why I don't think we should wait any longer."

Damn her and her timing! Merlin cursed inwardly. He wanted to be with her, to know everything there was to know about her, in fact he needed to, yet, there was a voice in the back of his mind saying that it was wrong, so he said:

"Morgana … no, we can't." He closed his eyes, fearing that his resolve would be shaken if he looked at her emerald eyes directly.

"Merlin." She kissed his chin and continued speaking: "You know that the main reason people marry before doing this is to give legitimacy to their offspring, preventing an unplanned pregnancy."

She kissed his lips, nibbling at his bottom lip and ended it quickly. He groaned and opened his eyes, about to protest for the lack of further contact, which made her grin at his reaction and say: "As I'm already pregnant, there isn't anything actually stopping us from doing what we want." She kissed him again, this time wildly, gripping his hair with her right hand and his buttock with her other, pressing their hips together.

They both moaned and instinctively he jerked his hips forward and she gasped, still maintaining their mouths connected. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, saying:

"Wait, wait." She pouted when he spoke that and he smiled in a goofy way, adding:

"We need to take our clothes off." The two chuckled, and she grabbed the hem of his shirt, while he used his knees to support his weight, ending up sitting. After mere seconds, his torso was naked and he was now helping her with her nightgown (as she had acquainted the habit of only using that clothing for their lessons, claiming that she would go strictly to bed afterwards and had already dismissed Gwen before he came to her chambers, in order to not cause suspicions, though he had a hunch that she also did that as an excuse to use a see-through garment when around him).

He hurriedly lifted her skirts, then the entire gown, revealing her pale skin and her nakedness. He took a moment to appreciate the view and she let him, attentively watching his expression and delighting herself on the effect she obviously had upon him.

Morgana, that was also seated on the mattress by then, touched his exposed chest and his scarce hair in that region. The mirrored her actions, touching her breasts, meanwhile he joined their lips together in a passionate kiss.

They both gasped and moaned, She straddled his lap, not touching him directly where she needed him the most because his breeches were still there.

Clouded in their lust, Merlin and Morgana clumsily worked in undoing his laces and pulling the offensive piece of clothing off and their sat in front of each other.

She rested her right hand on his hardness, dabbing the length of his member and Merlin hissed, holding himself not to push her down and ravish her senseless.

He tentatively touched her inner tights, going up and reaching her sex. She purred at the contact, moving her hips so that he could have a better access.

Merlin hesitantly traced the contours of her sensitive place, feeling the wetness that already pooled up there and she moaned.

He keep his ministration, using his tact to discover every crook of her, while she kissed, nibbled, marked his neck and stroked his length. They both gasped, moaned and grunted due to the pleasure they were causing in one another.

Then, Merlin used his other hand to fondle her breast and Morgana moaned louder, sounding pleased with his initiative. He wanted to kiss her entire body, venerate her entirely, but at her soft touches on him, and her skillful mouth ravishing his neck, he was discomposed, having trouble to form a reasonable thought.

He tentatively inserted a finger in her folds and she claimed his mouth in a desperate and hot kiss that left him dizzy for a moment. After that, he gazed into her eyes and murmured a soft 'I love you', kissing her gently and then moving his mouth downwards to her neck.

He licked her tiny mole there (something he wanted to do since he had first noticed its presence in her flawless skin), softly nibbled and kissed her neck, later placing his lips at the crook of her neck and sucking lightly, not to leave a mark.

At the same time, her left hand caressed his back, making him shiver when her fingertip touched the line of his spine, going upwards until her hand reached his hair and she gripped it for support while he gave attention to her neck, her bosom and her core.

She made him look at her, kissed his mouth once again and they both giggled while looking at one another, then moaned more.

They kept exploring each other's body, imprinting their reactions, sensations, sounds, the sense of bliss and satisfaction in their memories, allowing their shared lust and passion to take care of the moment, and nothing else mattered but them there, living their love, getting inebriate on the feeling of loving and being loved.

He quickened the motions he was doing with his fingers, hearing her response in high-pitched sounds. She retaliated, enveloping his shaft entirely on her hand, going up and down, faster, and he grunted, sensing he wouldn't last long if she kept doing that.

Merlin didn't want it to end before he was inside of her, so he began to think about things that would be a danger to his arouse, like Gaius raising his eyebrow or his mentor being naked, or Uther rambling and yelling 'sorcery', or Arthur making Merlin clean his toes (seriously, the prince needed to learn how to groom his own feet).

When she finally whispered in his ear that she wanted him inside of her, the young warlock almost ended up spilling his seed on her hand (which he didn't with a little help of his magic).

Then she straddled his lap again, using his shoulders for support, positioning his hardness at her entrance and she descended her hips, gasping at the intrusion, using her fingertips to apply pressure against his skin, while he groaned and held her buttocks. They both gaped when he was fully sheathed, closing their eyes and stopping for a moment to relish the sensation. He touched their foreheads again, running a hand up, feeling the softness of her back until he rested it at her face.

They opened their eyes at the same time, grinning at one another and they kissed again, still smiling, and Morgana used her hands to roam his back and pull them closer, needing to feel each inch of him against her.

While kissing, they tentatively moved their hips, gasping and moaning at the pleasure that such action provided.

At first slowly, discovering her limits and where they felt better, then speeding up, changing angles to hit a good spot that made her moan even more, Merlin was absorbed in their love-making, eager to pleasure her and feel pleasure too (which was already happening, in fact he had to constantly hold his climax with his magic due to the overwhelming sensations).

They moved in tandem, kissing, finding out what pleased them, coursing their hands through the other, exploring their pleasure together. It was sweet and hot at the same time, well, it was an addictive feeling, the heat of their bodies melting together, the warm sensation on their chest, everything made them want that those moments could last forever, that they could only be Merlin and Morgana, disregarding their social positions, status and fates.

Only two people in love strengthening their bond by giving in to their irresistible desires. They could sense their magic entangling, calling for each other, fusing together in an alluring dance.

Merlin mouthed one of her nipples and Morgana moaned harder, fastening the rhythm in which see moved her hips, making his momentarily release her to gasp. Shortly, he returned to his previous actions, gripping her arse for better support.

They were close. Morgana was moving frantically and Merlin was doing his best not to finish before her, so when she moaned his name in an extreme high pitch tone while sticking her nails in his skin, arching her back and tossing her head, exposing her pale neck, her inner walls clenching around his length. He wasted no time and also reached his climax, holding her even closer while sucking her breast and muttering a grunt.

Shortly after, he searched for her lips, sealing them together in a passionate kiss meanwhile his member pulsated inside of her, still releasing his seeds in her womb.

Then the kiss got slower and they hummed into one another mouths, caressing every part of the other that they could reach.

He moved them down, to lay on her bed, and he unsheathed his shaft, earning a few gasps and whines from Morgana. He nestled his face on the crook of her neck, inhaling the scent of her sweat and she caressed his lower back and his nape, reaching his scalp later.

Then he rolled to her left side, taking a while to contemplate her disheveled form after their lovemaking. Her eyes shone with mischievous and she grinned, she sealed their lips in another breathtaking kiss, using her hands to grope him everywhere. He ended up holding her wrists to stop her, saying that they should rest a little bit.

He laid on his back and she placed her head on his chest, lightly touching the contours of his nipple, his outer tight, and he chuckled, satisfied.

They spent some time like that, getting drowsy, until she shook him, saying:

"Merlin, you have to go. Gaius wouldn't spend the night here."

Still sleepy, Merlin nodded grabbing his clothes and putting them on. He was about to leave her chambers when she remembered him of the blood crystal. He took it from her nightstand and got out of the room.

When he was going to the physician's quarters, the guards kept giving him a disbelieving look, but he was too tired to think about that, still inebriated by the previous events.

In the following morning, Gwen was helping Morgana with the fastening of the lady's dress. When she finished it, the maid took the necklace her mistress was using daily and gave her.

Morgana placed the object around her neck and Gwen helped buttoning it.

Then, her maid gasped in horror, saying:

"Gaius!"

Morgana looked at her, puzzled by her words and she elaborated:

"You're Gaius!"