Watching, and Dreaming
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M through R › Merlin (BBC)
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
5,498
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Merlin or any of it's characters (believe me, if I did, the storyline would have a whole different direction) nor am I making any profit from this.
Watching, and Dreaming
AurthorsDeathNote: Okay, so I'm into Merlin right now. Anyway, this is a bit more angsty that the other two, but still decent. Thank you!
Watching, and Waiting.
Sat on his bed, Arthur let his eyes wonder.
Pale, creamy skin stretched as Merlin stood on his tiptoes to reach the wonky decoration on the wall before him. Side turned to the prince, Arthur caught the sight of his lower abdomen as the warlock's shirt continued to ride up.
The curve of his hips could now be seen as long, pale fingertips finally gripped onto the decorative-shield, re-positioning it into its correct position.
Leaning against the bedpost, Arthur sat, enjoying the view.
Standing back onto his heels, Merlin took a few steps backward and then nodded at his work. Happy with the shields positioning, Merlin continued on with his other duties. Walking around the chamber, picking up pieces of clothing for the wash; placing furniture correctly; placing dirty cups, plates and cutlery onto the table to be sent back to the kitchens; and generally keeping the place tidy.
All the while, Arthur watched.
A few minutes later, Merlin left to sort out the washing, closing the door tightly, and allowing the prince to groan, letting himself fall back onto the bed, his hand finding its way into his pants and wrapping itself around his partly-formed erection.
**Gasping and moaning, Merlin lay underneath him, writhing in pleasure as Arthur teased his nipples, nipping and suckling on them to turn them hard and pink. Bucking, Merlin's hips made contach with the prince's sending shivers down both of their spines.**
It was almost too much then, but Arthur forced himself back, and gasping harshly, he closed his eyes to continue his fantasy.
**That creamy stomach that he had seen only minutes before felt like smooth silk under his finger-tips, and Arthur let his fingers play patterns over it, his sea-blue eyes taking in the form of beauty below him. Merlin was beyond etheral. No angel, God or Goddess could compare as Merlin was in a rank of his own.
Lust hazed sky-blue eyes stared back at him. Another moan escaped his lips- **
-and the real Arthur copied this, biting back his own moan as his hand moved over his shaft, smoothing pre-cum over the tip and down the underside. He could just imagine Merlin's eyes, and the damp, dark hair splayed wonderfully across the pillows-
** -as louder moans escaped those blissful lips when they finally picked up a steady rythem. Bucking into each other, Arthur grasped their erections, and clamped his hand around both of them, clenching to the pulse of their hearts, while still rocking.
Breaths hitched, sweat slicking their bodies, Merlin grasped his arms around Arthurs neck, mumbling the words that were only real in this world of fantasy, before beautifully arching into the golden skin of the man above him, calling out the prince's name.**
Arching himself, Arthur came all over his hand, falling back onto the bedsheets. This was all he could do really. Just watch, fantasize and wait. *What* he was waiting for, even he didn't know.
For despite their difference in status, Merlin was the unattainable one. Merlin was the one that *no one* could touch.
Not even him.
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ADN: Well, there you are! I may put up a second installment, but I've been sent a reminder to get on with my Cardcaptor Sakura fics. So, we'll have to wait and see! Thank you!!!!
Watching, and Waiting.
Sat on his bed, Arthur let his eyes wonder.
Pale, creamy skin stretched as Merlin stood on his tiptoes to reach the wonky decoration on the wall before him. Side turned to the prince, Arthur caught the sight of his lower abdomen as the warlock's shirt continued to ride up.
The curve of his hips could now be seen as long, pale fingertips finally gripped onto the decorative-shield, re-positioning it into its correct position.
Leaning against the bedpost, Arthur sat, enjoying the view.
Standing back onto his heels, Merlin took a few steps backward and then nodded at his work. Happy with the shields positioning, Merlin continued on with his other duties. Walking around the chamber, picking up pieces of clothing for the wash; placing furniture correctly; placing dirty cups, plates and cutlery onto the table to be sent back to the kitchens; and generally keeping the place tidy.
All the while, Arthur watched.
A few minutes later, Merlin left to sort out the washing, closing the door tightly, and allowing the prince to groan, letting himself fall back onto the bed, his hand finding its way into his pants and wrapping itself around his partly-formed erection.
**Gasping and moaning, Merlin lay underneath him, writhing in pleasure as Arthur teased his nipples, nipping and suckling on them to turn them hard and pink. Bucking, Merlin's hips made contach with the prince's sending shivers down both of their spines.**
It was almost too much then, but Arthur forced himself back, and gasping harshly, he closed his eyes to continue his fantasy.
**That creamy stomach that he had seen only minutes before felt like smooth silk under his finger-tips, and Arthur let his fingers play patterns over it, his sea-blue eyes taking in the form of beauty below him. Merlin was beyond etheral. No angel, God or Goddess could compare as Merlin was in a rank of his own.
Lust hazed sky-blue eyes stared back at him. Another moan escaped his lips- **
-and the real Arthur copied this, biting back his own moan as his hand moved over his shaft, smoothing pre-cum over the tip and down the underside. He could just imagine Merlin's eyes, and the damp, dark hair splayed wonderfully across the pillows-
** -as louder moans escaped those blissful lips when they finally picked up a steady rythem. Bucking into each other, Arthur grasped their erections, and clamped his hand around both of them, clenching to the pulse of their hearts, while still rocking.
Breaths hitched, sweat slicking their bodies, Merlin grasped his arms around Arthurs neck, mumbling the words that were only real in this world of fantasy, before beautifully arching into the golden skin of the man above him, calling out the prince's name.**
Arching himself, Arthur came all over his hand, falling back onto the bedsheets. This was all he could do really. Just watch, fantasize and wait. *What* he was waiting for, even he didn't know.
For despite their difference in status, Merlin was the unattainable one. Merlin was the one that *no one* could touch.
Not even him.
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ADN: Well, there you are! I may put up a second installment, but I've been sent a reminder to get on with my Cardcaptor Sakura fics. So, we'll have to wait and see! Thank you!!!!