Lady Light Skirt

LADY LIGHT SKIRT


Title : Lady Light Skirt

Author : Joxie

Pairing : Arthur/Edwin Merlin/Arthur (Merlin BBC)

Rating : NC17 AU

Authors Notes : This story is very AU it includes Mpreg and N/C so please be warned.

Summary : A night time visitor and a twisted revenge.

Feedback : Yes please, please be tactful and patient.

Disclaimer : I do not own Merlin, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

LADY LIGHT SKIRT

By JOXIE


Edwin silently entered Arthur’s dark bed chamber locking the door behind him. He walked over to the sleeping Prince and for a very few moments just looked his fill.

Faster than anyone would ever think he covered Arthur’s mouth with his hand while casting a silence charm and followed it with an immobilization spell.

He stepped back “Your father is an unrepentant bastard if life were fair you would watch him burn. As I watched my parents burn, still there are other ways to burn both you and him” Edwin pulled down the sheets covering Arthur “I wonder have you ever lay with one of your own sex, yes I imagine you are arrogant enough to plant yourself in another man but have the same done to you I think not.”

Edwin ran a hand over Arthur’s bare chest and pinched a nipple “It wont be a hardship for me at least, tonight Arthur you will be my woman” he smile without humour.

Edwin disrobed revealing his scarred flesh “I wear them with honour, you’ll have to carry the beauty for both of us tonight” he grinned sickly all the while pulling and stroking himself to full stabbing length.

Satisfied with his aroused state Edwin climbed onto the bed “Women aren’t meant to like sex, in fact only whores enjoy it isn’t that right Arthur? I promise you will enjoy this whether you like it or not” Edwin said in all seriousness reaching between the youth’s legs his fingers still wet from his own pre cum.

He was less than gentle with the flesh but it still responded engorging under his touch. Edwin looked deeply into Arthur’s fearful eyes and laughed “I have nothing against you but I’ll soon have something within you” he crooned.

Edwin released Arthur’s aroused member “Time to make a woman of you my beauty.”

With ease he rolled on top of Arthur carelessly kneeing his thighs apart. Resting comfortably on the motionless body he once again looked Arthur in the eye “Never fear, I know what I’m doing sweetheart” when tears ran down Arthur’s face he went on “don’t cry something wonderful is about to happen.”

Edwin knelt up between the widespread thighs lifting them to his shoulders “Only men are taken from behind you are my Lady” he told Arthur.

He searched for the entrance to Arthur’s body grunting with satisfaction when he found it. Careful to keep eye contact Edwin pushed a good three inches into Arthur’s tight yet unresisting hole. He paused enjoying the grip and Arthur’s continuing flow of tears. Then slowly and firmly he pushed himself in until they were resting skin to skin.

Edwin sighed and shrugged Arthur’s thighs off his shoulders, lying himself contentedly on top of the Prince “My first idea was to target Morgana though I don’t believe she could be as sweet or tight as you are.”

Edwin ground his hips just to see the anguish mount in Arthur’s eyes. He then pressed his hard flat stomach against Arthur’s sensitive rigid member and sighed again.

His thrusts were slow and thorough repeatedly hitting Arthur’s sweet spot. Edwin devoured the emotions that flickered in Arthur’s eyes and lowered his mouth to lick away the salty tears.

A strong hand found Arthur’s member and began to squeeze it roughly as Edwin’s thrusts became faster and faster. His breath panted against Arthur’s neck. He cried out in exaltation when Arthur’s seed drenched his hand and one, two, three thrusts later he came groaning loudly and lushly.

“That was a pleasant ride my Lady light skirt” he praised mockingly.

Edwin withdrew and knelt once more between Arthur’s widely spread thighs. Gracefully he ran his fingers through the stickiness coating Arthur’s stomach and chest “Two promises I make you, no woman will give you a son though a son you will have and that child will be your destruction destroying all you hold dear.”

He left the bed and pulled his robe on then leant over Arthur and said “You will remember all but who would you want to tell and who would believe you.”

The warlock went over to the door unlocked it and left without a further word or gesture.


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Arthur muttered sleepily to himself and rolled onto his side. With the pain came clarity bile rose in his throat and he reached the bed side just in time to empty his stomach.

Arthur flopped onto his back and stared at the ceiling, wild emotions fighting for dominance. His arse was sore and his lower back ached, half dried cum irritated his skin. Arthur threw up over the side of the bed again.

Many calming breaths later he managed to get to his feet. He ran his hands down his chest and stomach, stopping with a shocked start. There was a definite bulge in his stomach and it seemed to be growing.

Pain ripped through him and clutching his stomach Arthur collapsed to the cold unyielding floor. As the bulge grew larger the pain grew worse along with it.

Arthur cried out hoarsely as blood began running down his legs. Something seemed to be trying to chew its way out of him. Blindly he crawled towards the door then an almighty blast of pain knocked him unconscious.

Arthur woke to pain and in the background a baby was crying. He opened his eyes to a nightmare he was still on his bed chamber floor. But now a blood soaked baby lay on his stomach.


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Merlin could have sworn he heard a baby crying, but why on earth would Arthur have a young child in his bed chamber. Cheerfully he pushed the door open and went still as the scene hit him.

On the far side of the room Arthur laid blood soaked on the floor and an equally bloody baby lay crying on his stomach.

Merlin came out of his stupor and was in the room he stripped a pillow of its case and wrapped the baby in it before laying it on the bed. He then bent over Arthur to cover him with a sheet. Only for his wrist to be grabbed so he stopped and waited.

“Don’t tell my Father” Arthur begged.

“You need help” Merlin mumbled “at least let me get Gaius” Arthur nodded and let his wrist go.

With Arthur decently covered Merlin dashed from the room.

Gaius didn’t waste time disbelieving the scene before him. Though fear ran through him at the sight of Arthur, the baby and so much blood. He tuned out Merlin’s babble and went over to the Prince.

He knelt beside the distressed youth, Arthur was only just conscious. Gaius quickly checked him over a frown on his face.

“Don’t tell the King” Arthur ordered with the last of his strength and passed out.

“Merlin a hand” Between them they managed to get Arthur onto the bed.

“This room will have to be cleaned” Gaius muttered examining Arthur more closely.

“Heolfor Afeorse Unbleoh” Merlin intoned and everything was pristine including Arthur and the baby.

Gaius frowned at Merlin but didn’t scold him, instead he ordered “Take the child to my rooms if anyone asks it’s a foundling stay and look after it.”

“But…” Merlin began.

“Just do as I say we’ll talk later I promise” Gaius said softly.

Merlin wasn’t happy but he picked the child up and left the room. Miraculously he wasn’t stopped and the baby slept peacefully in his arms.

The peace was shattered as the door closed behind them. The child had a fine set of lungs on him and his cries were heartbreaking as they echoed around the treatment room.

“What do you want little one?” Merlin desperately jigged the baby and only succeeded in making him cry even louder.

“Hungry are you hungry?” Merlin panicked and frantically looked around for some nourishment for the unhappy baby.

There was nothing but water everything else was unsuitable for such a young child. Merlin took the baby to his room and closed the door behind them. He laid the newborn on his bed and removed his shirt. He sat on the bed and closed his eyes, took a deep breath.

“Acumendlicnes Agotenes Meoic” he urged while gently rubbing a finger tip over his left nipple.

Merlin opened his eyes and looked down there didn’t seem to be any difference to his breast or nipple. Then he felt a warm tingle and milk seeped from his nipple coating his finger tip. He picked the baby up and held him to his breast a small mouth locked onto the nipple and began to suckle.

The strange pulling sensation made Merlin shiver “The things I do for you Arthur” he murmured stroking the baby’s feathery hair.

Finally the child was sated and Merlin put him to his shoulder and gently patted his back. Three loud burps later the child was sleeping in Merlin’s bed.

Gaius returned to find Merlin polishing Arthur’s armour in a lacklustre manner.

“He’s still not conscious, there isn’t a scratch or cut on him to account for the blood and nothing is amiss with his body and yet” Gaius trailed off and sighed.

“And yet he has delivered a healthy and hungry son” Merlin finished for him.

“Where is it?” Gaius asked worriedly.

“Sleeping in my bed” Merlin reflectively rubbed his chest “it has to be magic” he burst out.

“Quite so” Gaius agreed “go and sit with Arthur he needs you.”

Merlin was on his feet and out of the room. For the first hour he sat by Arthur’s bed, the second he paced the floor. Going into the third he pulled his shoes off and climbed onto the bed, rested his head on Arthur’s shoulder and placed an arm around his waist.

Lulled by the solidness of Arthur he fell into a deep dreamless sleep. Hours later he woke to blue enquiring eyes followed by searching lips and a demanding tongue.

“Sorry” Arthur mumbled.

Merlin flushed “It was nice.”

“Where is he?” Arthur tensed.

“Sleeping in my room” Merlin said softly.

Arthur sat up dislodging his manservant “What!”

“The baby you gave birth …” Merlin was cut off.

“Get rid of it” Arthur barked.

“It’s a baby I couldn’t hurt a child” Merlin burst out.

“A child made from magic my Father would throw him into the flames without a second thought” Arthur retorted.

“You are not your Father and don’t have to be” Merlin returned.

They glared at each other “Come and see him, he’s just a baby Arthur” Merlin begged.

Arthur nodded and left the bed, Merlin helped him to dress and they were on there way.

Gaius looked up from the book he was reading not at all surprised by his visitors. No one spoke the atmosphere was heavy and thick.

Merlin broke the silence his voice little more than a whisper “Wait here” he ran up to his room and came back with the wide awake baby.

“Your son Arthur how could you want to harm him?” Merlin asked.

Arthur looked at the child who stared back at him intently “I don’t care he has to go take him find him a home but he must leave Camelot.”

At Merlin’s mutinous look he added “Believe me I am being kinder to him than myself.”

“If that’s what you need to believe” Merlin shot back.

“For once just do as you’re told without arguing” Arthur told him.

“If you can’t give him anything else at least give him a name” Merlin requested.

Arthur concentrated on his son “Mordred” he finally said.

“You must leave tonight you may take a horse from the royal stable.” Arthur ordered.

“Arthur” Merlin pleaded.

“You will leave tonight” Arthur repeated stubbornly “take all the provisions you need but go.”

“Sire” there was an edge of bitterness in Merlin’s voice.

Arthur looked closely at both Merlin and Gaius “No one is to know about this especially the King, both of you swear not to reveal anything about this child or how he came to be.”

“Since we don’t know how he came to be that part will be easy” Gaius soothed “but its treason to lie to the King.”

“If he doesn’t ask how can you be lying to him” Arthur answered quickly “your word Gaius.”

“You have it sire” the old man looked tired.

“Merlin?” Arthur demanded.

“You have my word and disapproval” Merlin frowned.

“Good, now go take as long as you need” Arthur left the room.

It took Merlin four days to reach Ealdor, though his mother’s happy smile made it all worth while.

“Yours?” Hunith asked.

Holding Mordred close Merlin replied “His mother died in child bed, he needs a loving home.”

Hunith took the child from Merlin “What’s your name then angel?” The baby gurgled at her.

“Mordred” Merlin supplied.

“How long can you stay?” Hunith asked while she continued cradling Mordred.

“A few days” Merlin smiled.

Two weeks later Merlin returned to Camelot in the dead of night. Quietly he made his way to his room careful not to wake Gaius.

His eyes went wide with surprise when he saw who was sleeping in his bed and he jumped when Arthur opened his eyes.

“You’ve returned” the Prince commented.

“Mordred is safe and well cared for” Merlin responded.

“Don’t speak his name” Arthur growled “I don’t want to know anything about him.”

Merlin sat on the edge of his bed “What do you want?”

Arthur said nothing.

“Let me comfort you” Merlin reached out and took hold of Arthur’s hand.

“And how would you do that” Arthur asked.

“Anyway you wish” Merlin promised.

“If I asked for your body” Arthur held his breath.

“It’s already yours to command” Merlin smiled.

“Willingly?” Arthur pushed.

“Willingly” Merlin confirmed.

Arthur held the bed sheet up “Warm me.”

Merlin shed his clothes and joined Arthur in the bed, there first kisses were clumsy and self conscious. Arthur rolled Merlin onto his back and nestled on top of him. Licking and kissing any skin he could reach.

Merlin groaned wrapping as much of himself as he could around Arthur. Neither wanted to let go of the other, there bodies pressing and sliding together.

Warmth became heat, heat became fire and fire became release, pleasure and love.

Merlin woke held possessively in Arthur’s embrace. He lazily placed a kiss on a firm brown nipple.

“You will never leave me” Arthur said his voice a little unsure.

“Never” promised Merlin.

“Good” Arthur ran a hand down Merlin’s back “you’ll not believe how your work has mounted up. My armour needs polishing, the stables need mucking out and…. ouch!”

Merlin had bit down on Arthur’s nipple sharply.

The End