A/N:

Ah sorry! At least it hasn't been months! Back at work now, training new people and getting new clients so – busy, busy!

Neither Merlin or Arthur belong to me, but Kora is mine

CHARACTERS: Just Court Warlock!Merlin and Arthur (because of bromance, that's why) and a bad ass female OC

RATED: I'm just going to go ahead and make this an M.

GENRE: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Spiritual, Horror and possibly romance

WARNINGS: M – also, I will tell you now, this chapter will contain a sex scene, however – it is not of the smutty kind. It will be a beautiful scene (hopefully) and I suppose it isn't really necessary for the epilogue (which is coming up) but it will complement it nicely. This isn't my first written sex scene, but it is a first for Merlin. If you prefer not to read it, I will enter a warning just before it begins and you can just scroll past it, but for those who don't mind the lovemaking type of scenes, I do hope I get it right . Once the epilogue is finished, its back to the prompts!

Merlin begins to have intense precognitive visions during the day, whilst at night he dreams of an old, decrepit castle that chills his blood.

THE ADVENTURES OF MERLIN

Second Sight – Part 6

Merlin almost choked at the sensation of drawing on his weakened magic; the pain was like a thousand burning knives plunging into his brain as his eyes flashed a muddied brown as opposed to their usual gold.

Arthur watched on as the young Warlock trembled, his jaw clenched at the strain. He could see the tears gathering in the youths eyes as much as he would have liked to stop the man from continuing, the King knew of the extent of his stubbornness.

Even when the first signs of severe nose bleed began, Arthur just watched warily, alternating his attentions between his close friend and the hole in Kora that was slowly starting to knit together.

The woman remained unconscious and was breathing shallowly, but Merlin persevered.

'Come on!' He growled in frustration. He was the most powerful Warlock in existence and he was being bested by a curse! Determination refreshed his senses as he continued to pour his magic into healing the wound and Arthur noticed with hope in his heart that the brown in his eyes was starting to lighten.

The hole was getting smaller and Kora began to stir, her green eyes meeting Merlin's in shock.

'Stop! What are you...' she paused, watching in fascination as Merlin's trembling lessened and the pained look on his face receded. Then her eyes widened as a sudden thought hit her. 'Merlin! You have to use as much as you can!'

The King frowned as Kora pressed a bloody hand to Merlin's brow, her eyes flashing gold as she searched within his body for the seed of the curse.

She could not believe her stupidity, as she found the blackened lump within the recesses of his mind, pulsating dangerously, oozing its darkness into his veins. The key had been there all along, its effects hastened by his newfound precognitive abilities – the confrontation had never been real, just a ruse – planted by the sorcerer, in order to draw him into a trap. If she extracted the seed now, his vision would never come to pass and he would live!

Kora dug at the protuberance, drawing a pained hiss from the young man but he nodded, sensing her realisation. Arthur remained confused.

Using her magic like a lever, she pried at the essence, Merlin whimpered in pain – feeling its attempts to fight back, and Kora slowly moved a hand down to cup his cheek, drawing her thumb across the sharp ridge.

' I nearly have it,' she ground out, feeling the roots loosen.

'It hurts...' Merlin whispered.

'I know...'

Kora's wound was nearly completely healed and Merlin pulled back, exhaustion causing him to release a hold of his magic; but the young woman continued, slowly sitting up and leaning forward.

Her eyes, flashing gold and green, set Merlin's heart racing – his eyes widening as she drew closer still. Words formed in his mind as though spoken by her, but it was directed at the curse-seed in his mind.

You will not have him!

Soft lips moulded against his, pouring magic so pure into his soul that for a moment, he almost forgot to breathe. Feeling hot and cold at the same time, Merlin barely realised that the pressure in his mind had all but disappeared.

Golden light enveloped them, and Merlin drew his nimble fingers through her hair as he gently returned the kiss, savouring the lightness that swept through his soul. He felt better. Stronger. Safer...until an awkward cough brought them back to reality.

They drew apart slowly, opening their eyes and blushing furiously at the smirk on the Kings face.

'Well then Mer-lin...looks like all you needed was a kiss. You're such a girl's petticoat!'

Kora punched him in the arm.

He rubbed the spot vigorously and scowled at the girl before a huge grin split his face. 'How do you feel?'

Merlin returned the smile. 'Tired...but well.'

*~*M*~*

(Warning – the aforementioned love scene is coming up!)

After bathing and eating, the pair slept for several days, exhaustion from using such powerful magic taking its toll.

On the morning of the fourth day, Merlin returned to consciousness slowly – aware of the sound of bare feet scuffing around the chambers.

He sat up slowly, watching as Kora busied herself tidying the room, wearing only a tunic; one of his, he noted with a small grin.

Her legs were long and shapely, and the tunic only just covered her modesty.

'How long have you been awake?' Merlin asked, flushing and looking away as butterflies began to tumble in his stomach.

Kora jumped, dropping a heavy tome onto the floor in fright.

'God's above Merlin! You scared the living daylights out of me!' She scolded, bending to pick it up.

The young Warlock nearly choked. She wasn't wearing anything but his tunic.

When Kora turned and saw the look of shock on Merlin's face, she began to laugh, high and musical; eyes crinkling in amusement.

'Have you never seen an arse before? You look at Arthur every day!'

He scratched his head with embarrassment. 'Erm...actually...'

Kora tilted her head and her features softened as she climbed back into the bed, taking his hand.

'You are untouched?'

He nodded hesitantly, looking away in shame.

The young woman gripped his chin and drew his face to hers, eyes smiling.

'It's nothing to be ashamed of...' she assured softly, her gentle fingers tracing his jaw.

'Kora...'

She hushed him and drew herself closer, moving her hand to tangle into his raven locks.

'You, Merlin, are the most wonderful, selfless and beautiful man I have ever met,' her breath was a whisper against his lips. 'And I have fallen in love with you.'

The Warlock swallowed heavily and his breath hitched as she kissed him slowly, languorously; like it was the last time they would ever touch...he hoped it wouldn't be.

He drew away for a moment. 'As I have with you.' Was all he muttered, before returning to her lips.

Kora's petite hand encircled his thin wrist gently and slowly guided his hand past the hem of the tunic, against the sleep-warmed softness of her stomach. His fingers scudded against silky skin, almost unsure, until she opened her mouth and released a whimper of pleasure against his lips. Releasing his hand, her head tipped back – eyes fluttering closed as Merlin moved his lips softly down the curve of her neck.

Feeling a bit more confident, he moved his hand higher - brushing the underside of her breast, before cupping it completely, revelling in its warmth.

Slowly, Merlin moved his other hand to the back of her neck, supporting her head as he lowered her down, pressing his mouth against her clavicle.

'You're beautiful,' he muttered, rubbing his thumb over her hardened nipple. Kora gasped, the sound sending waves of pleasure through his stomach like a jolt; and he hardened in his sleep breeches.

'Merlin...' she moaned, stretched beneath him; the tunic rising past the top of her creamy thighs and that was when he knew he needed to see all of her. Hesitantly and with a shyness that shocked him, he lifted the tunic higher, revealing her womanhood, followed by her flat stomach and finally – her breasts, heaving as his work calloused hands brushed her waist.

His mouth was dry as he took in the sight.

Kora sat up slowly and wrapped her arms around his naked torso, drawing him down until their chests were crushed together and he lay between her legs.

Merlin found that once he started touching, he couldn't stop. His fingers danced nimbly across her stomach, across her breast and up her thighs, pausing – his eyes asking for permission, which he received with a nod and smile – before venturing further.

With a shaking hand, he brushed against her folds, stroking almost reverently – taking in every breathy gasp.

A long finger slipped between and into the wetness their intimacy had caused, causing a moan to rise from her parted lips.

Her hips jolted and Merlin watched her face as he circled her entrance gently.

'Merrrlin,' she purred, and his cobalt eyes widened at the tone.

He knelt, drawing his breeches down slowly – almost sighing in relief as his hardened length sprung free of its confines.

Finally rid of them, he settled back down, his hips between her thighs as he kissed her again.

'Is this alright?' He asked quietly, kissing her before moving his lips to engulf one of her hardened nipples.

'Y-yes,' she stuttered softly.

He entered her slowly, groaning as her walls quivered around his member. Her whimpers rose in volume and pitch as he settled into her core, the wetness around him almost causing him to release right then. Merlin bit his lip, using the sharp sting to curb his orgasm before drawing out. Kora lifted her legs and wrapped them around the small of his back, locking her ankles which allowed him to enter her more deeply on the second thrust. His hands tightened on her hips as the pace quickened, drawing garbled moans from the woman beneath him.

Sweat beaded his brow as rocked into her, his gaze meeting hers as the pleasure intensified.

Kora her belly warming, electricity spreading from her toes as he moved his grip to her thighs.

Merlin squeezed his eyes shut, panting and moaning breathlessly as the walls of her womanhood clamped around him.

She cried out as it hit her, her eyes alight with gold as she orgasmed – sending wave upon wave of ecstasy through her body. It engulfed Merlin and his eyes rolled back; finally spilling and releasing his seed into her womb.

He collapsed in exhaustion, his breath tickling her ear as he came down – amazed at the feeling that this woman drew from him.

Fingers drew aimless shapes against his back and he smiled beatifically, turning to face Kora; grinning tiredly in return.

'Marry me?' He blurted suddenly, immediately regretting his words as her eyes widened. 'I'm sorry...I just completely...Kora, could you just forget I said any-'

His jumbled sentence was cut off by her lips. 'Shut up Mer-lin,' she said with mock derision as she pulled away. 'Of course I will.'

The young Warlock was speechless as Kora settled back, eyes closing and drifting off to sleep.

Just wait until the King heard – he would eat his socks!

Girls petticoat indeed...

To be continued in the epilogue. I hope that scene was as it was supposed to be – beautiful and soulful; struggled with the decision on whether or not to put it in for a while, but ultimately decided I would give it a go. Please review!