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When Merlin and all of the knights had finished setting up camp for the night, and Merlin had already served everyone dinner, he sat under one of the trees listening to the knights joke and speak amongst themselves as he read quietly. “What are you reading over there Merlin?” Leon asks as he turns a-bit too look at him from his spot by the fire. “A book on herbs,” Merlin replies not looking up from his book. “You know if your gonna be reading, you could at least read something interesting.” Arthur teases, a playful smirk decorating his face. “We’ll Sire this is a book on poisonous plants, and if I were you I would be a lot nicer to the person who handles your food.” There was no malice behind his word, they all knew that. “Oh is that so?” The king challenged, the look in his eyes changing from the original playful smirk to something Merlin couldn’t pin point, it sent a small shiver down his spine and he could feel his face heat up, there was no danger behind his gaze but in a way it did feel threatening. He was able to hide how that look effected him, and quickly went back to his book.
As the night went on slowly everyone began to separate to there own tents, he could still feel Arthur’s gaze flickering over to him occasionally. “We should all retreat for the night. We have a long trip tomorrow back to Camelot,” Arthur groaned as he stood to stretch. “Come now Merlin.” He closed his book and followed Arthur into their shared tent. Arthur started having Merlin share a tent with him on trips, saying it’s easier for him to get Merlin to do something for him, without the risk of waking up the other knights.
Merlin began their usual nightly routine, of getting Arthur dressed into the appropriate clothing and blushing his hair. He would never admit it but Merlin enjoyed brushing Arthur’s hair, something about it just calmed him in a small way. “Get yourself changed and get some sleep, I don’t need you slacking off tomorrow because you haven’t slept.”
“On it, …Dollophead.” Merlin muttered just loud enough for Arthur to just barely hear. “What was that Merlin?” That same heated stare boring into his back as he started changing himself out of his dirty shirt, not having another pair of pants he just decided to stay in the ones he already had on. “Hm? Oh nothing Sire.” Forcing his smirk away, he finished getting changed and sitting down on his bed mat on the floor next to Arthur’s. The King sighed before laying down on his own bed mat.
Merlin turned away from him and went to sleep, still feeling that heated gaze on him.
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Day 1
“Merlin do you ever Shut Up.” Arthur jabbed in Merlin’s direction. Merlin stopped what he was saying to Lancelot and sighed, but then he got an idea, a very curious idea. Arthur often tells Merlin to shut up, but when does he ever listen to him, so what if he did listen just this once? How would The Blonde react to something like that, well only one way to find out He supposed.
So he was quite the entire way back to Camelot. Once back in the kingdom, it was already dusk, they all returned their horses to the stables before they all went to the dinning hall to eat and talk amongst themselves. Through out the whole night Merlin served the knights, not saying a word to anyone. Gwaine was the first to realize, looking at him with a curious expression. Once the night had finished Gwaine had cornered Merlin when he went to set to follow Arthur, who was the last to leave along with Leon. “You good Bog Man? You haven’t said a word all night.” Gwaine was laughing it off some, but he could still hear a bit of concern in his voice. Merlin only laughed and decided to let Gwaine in on his plan, Gwaine made it clear he thought it was a horrible idea but also thought it was a hilarious plan none the less. “I honestly doubt Arthur will care to be-“
“Merlin!”
Merlin sighed and said his goodbyes to Gwaine before hurrying down the hall to Arthur who had an Impatient scowl on his face. “What the hell where you doing in there for so long?” Arthur questioned as the climbed the stairs to his room, Merlin only shrugged and followed Arthur into his chambers. The silence confused Arthur usually Merlin always has something to say, wether is was some sarcastic snippy comment, or just making small talk. He’s become so accustomed to hearing the ravens voice that he noticed immediately when Merlin didn’t reply.
“Merlin? Is something wrong?” He peered down at Merlin as he had begun undressing him, he was only 3 inches taller than Merlin but he loved the height difference between the two of them. Merlin looked up at him and nodded, a soft smile appearing on his face before he went back to work. Arthur’s brows furrowed in confusion, usually Merlin has no problem putting Arthur in his place if he had upset him in someway. Especially now after the two of them made magic being legal in Camelot. So had it been someone else? He stayed back to in the dining hall with Gwaine for a bit, did he say something to irritate him? That is likely but again Merlin would’ve put him in his place, and Gwaine would have apologized immediately.
Arthur swallowed thickly, as he nervously watched at Merlin went about his usual routine of tidying up the room as Arthur settled himself into bed. “Once you finish putting my things away you can retreat for the night. Good night Merlin.” Merlin only nodded once more at him before finishing up and hurrying himself out of the room. Arthur decided to shake off this uneasy feeling and get some rest, hopefully this will all be over with in the morning.
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Day 2
This was not over in the morning. All morning Arthur tried getting Merlin to say even one word, but nothing came out, he’s tried teasing, ordering, even being nice to him but nothing. Arthur was now just starting to feel pissed, because him and his guards were on the field training, and he swears he could see Merlin quietly talking to some of the men, but not loud enough where Arthur could hear. Arthur even went as far as to pull Leon aside and ask him if Merlin had spoke a word to him in the last day and a half.
“ Merlin? Of course, though he has been a bit more quiet. I think I saw him mainly talking to Gwaine earlier if you want to ask him. Is everything alright Sire? Something wrong with Merlin?” There was confusion and concern written all over Leon’s face, Arthur made quick work to reassure him that Merlin was okay before making his way to Gwaine.
He knew immediately after asking him about Merlin that he knew something. “Merlin? Merlin is just fine, talking to all of us as usual. Something must just be wrong on your end.” There was a tease in Gwaines tone, Arthur knew he knew something, but could quickly tell he was not going to get any answers from him. So for all the rest of training Arthur remained in a fowl mood, though he was glad to see Merlin’s usual smile never faltering through out the day, even though he wasn’t talking that smile gave him hope, that whatever this was about wasn’t that serious.
That hope didn’t last long though when at lunch Arthur was informed that the neighboring kingdom that Arthur was hoping to sign a peace treaty with had accepted his offer and would be arriving in there kingdom this night. He had to rush the kitchen to begin there feast, get the staff to start decorating and so on. How the hell was Arthur supposed to manage with Merlin not saying even a single word to him.
As the day dragged on and soon Arthur was celebrating a new peace treaty he found himself in a horrible mood. While this was supposed to be a joyous day of celebration, Arthur found himself seething in rage as he watched a Noble from the neighboring kingdom try hitting on Merlin, he could tell by the ravens body language that he was uncomfortable. When people were dancing and talking amongst themselves, That was when the Noble had grabbed Merlin by the wrist tightly, trying to get him to dance. Arthur acted quickly, taking long strides over to the two he made quick work of tugging Merlin away from the man. Who from up close now Arthur could tell was obviously drunk, and seemed shocked that Arthur had just tugged Merlin away like that.
Arthur said a polite but quick fair-well to the king and queen, still holding on tightly to Merlin’s wrist. Next thing Arthur knew he was practically shoving Merlin into his private chambers. Merlin went to snap something at him, but seemed to stop himself quickly. That was the last straw for Arthur.
“Alright what the hell is wrong? Huh? I have seen you make small talk with everyone else around you like normal, but you won’t even say a single word around me now why is that!?” He growled, his tone demanding and angry as he took a step towards Merlin. Heat rises in Merlin’s face, but again he didn’t answer. “Answer me Birdie.” The king demanded taking more steps towards Merlin, until he had him pinned to Arthur’s dinning table. Merlin looked away from his king, hanging his head in a desperate plea to hide the bright red blush that painted his face. Arthur knew how much the nickname has always effected him, that’s why he only ever used it on special occasions.
Arthur roughly grabbed Merlin’s chin and forced him to look in his eyes. “Well now if your not going to talk the nice way, I guess I’ll just have to force it out of you a different way. Won’t I Birdie?” That look was back in Arthur’s eyes the not dangerous but threatening ones that made his stomach clench and him want to hide his face in his hands.
Merlin quickly found himself being tugged and thrown over onto the bed, with Arthur standing over him, his hands gently resting on the ravens opened legs. “Now look at that, I didn’t even have to ask you to open you legs up for me. Though it makes me wonder how many other men you’ve let do this to you.” His voice was rough and deep. Arthur let his fingers tease along the sides of his torso, lifting his shirt just a bit before stopping in the tracks, on holding onto his boney hip, and the other resting on his rib cage just bellow his nipple.
Arthur’s eyes flickered away from Merlin’s stomach up to his eyes, “can I?” He asked consciously. Seeing the blonde break his dominant persona to ask for Merlin’s consent, had butterflies blooming in his chest. Merlin bit the inside of his check and nod. That dark look in Arthur’s eyes returned, “Still not gonna talk huh? Well that’s alright, I have ways of forcing it out of you.” Arthur’s hand on his hip tightened pining him to the bed as his other hand continued to rise slowly, only teasing him with his fingers until he finally took off the ravens shirt and tossed it onto the floor.
Arthur smirked and let his had tease Merlin’s right nipple, it was pink and erect. Merlin let out a small gasp and Arthur only teased his with the tips of his fingers before lightly pinching it. He studied Merlin’s face, his mouth slacked a-bit, his face flushed a bright red and his eyes were screwed shut. He pinched and teased his nipple, Merlin’s hips tried to buck a bit, but was unmoving under Arthur’s tight grip to his hip.
Merlin went to grab at Arthur only to have his hands pinned above his head. “If you move these without my permission, you are going to regret it. Understand?” Merlin whimpered a-bit and nodded quickly. Arthur glared at him before bending down and capturing his lips, kissing him with so much heat and passion, it made his head spin. “Mmh- Ahh aa.” Merlin moaning, his eyes widening when he felt Arthur move his hand down and started palming at his hard cock. His trousers feels uncomfortably tight, it was almost painful.
Arthur’s hot mouth kissing along his neck and chest sucking and biting marks all over his skin. Some he’s sure he won’t be able to over up tomorrow, but to be honest in this moment Merlin didn’t care, feeling The Blondes mouth against him just felt way to good. “Ah-“ His thoughts were cut short as Arthur sucked one of Merlin’s nipples into his mouth, he sucked and nibbled on it before switching to the next one. Merlin bucked his hips again, despite for some friction.
Arthur pulled back and began undoing Merlin’s pants. A hint of anxiety bloomed in his chest from being the only one naked while Arthur was still fully clothed. Merlin went to move his arms again, only for them to be forced down once more. “What did I just tell you Birdie” Arthur let go off his arms, before taking off his own belt. Using his own belt The Blonde began tying Merlin’s arms above his head. Arthur smirked, running his hand up and down Merlin’s soft milky white thighs. Merlin squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered.
“Have you ever done anything like this before?” Merlin shook his head, he was still a virgin. Still not talking huh? Arthur grabbed a bottle of oil that he kept on the table by his bed and lathered his hands in it. “Good. I’m the only one who’s gonna be doing this with you from now on. Okay?”
Merlin bit his lip and nodded. He let out a soft groan as Arthur grasped his cock with his right hand, while the other dipped down to tease at his puckered rim.
“Though I am curious, have you ever touched yourself down here?” The King asked slipping his face index finger past Merlin’s hole.
“Ah! Mmmh. Hah…”
“Is that a yes?” His finger generally thrusting in and out of him. Merlin bit his lip, and looked away.
“AH Hah!”
“Oh come on answer me Birdie. Though with how well your opening up with me I would say you have” Arthur smirked, shoving a second finger into Merlin’s hole.
“Ye- yes hah!” Merlin finally answered his hips bucking a-bit below him. “There you are! I was wondering how long you could go without talking.” Arthur inserted a third finger and started scissoring them about, stretching Merlin out thoroughly. Arthur’s fingers were a lot thicker and longer than his own, it stung a-bit but still felt nice and full. “What do you think about when your fucking yourself open like this? Do you think of me?” Right when Arthur asked that his fingers finally hit his prostate dead on. Merlin let out a loud moan, his own fingers have never been long enough to hit that spot inside him.
“Y-yes! Oh… fuck!” Merlin’s thighs twitched a trembled as Arthur continued to abuse his prostate. “Really? Do you imagine it’s me when you finger yourself?” Arthur finally started moving his other hand jacking The Raven off below him, as he inserted his forth and final finger. Merlin began struggling a-bit in his bondage, his thighs shaking as he came with a shout.
“Shit. If that how you look coming apart on just my fingers, I excited to see how you come apart on my cock” Removing his fingers, Arthur started to quickly undress himself. ‘Oh fuck he’s huge…’ Merlin whimpered as he starred at Arthur’s large cock. “How is that gonna fit?” Merlin mumbled quietly. “Oh don’t worry Birdie I’ll make it fit.” Arthur smirked rubbing oil onto his shaft and positioned the head of his cock at Merlin’s wet abused hole.
He entered slowly, stretching Merlin out more than he ever has been before. Tears began to swell in Merlin’s eyes. “S-so big.” Merlin’s gasped, his voice shuddering, as he felt himself being split open on his thick cock.
Arthur finally paused and let Merlin get used to him once all 9 inches were seated inside him. “Ah-Arthur p-please.” He whined, his thighs wrapping around Arthur’s hips. “Please what Birdie?”
“My hands mmm… please.” He begged the tears finally streaming down his face. “Okay, okay.” Arthur took a deep break and reached forward to untie Merlin’s hand. Grinding him further into Merlin.
Once untied Merlin quickly wrapped his arms around Arthur’a neck, digging his nails into his back just slightly. “Oh fuck.” Arthur growled pulling out of Merlin before slamming back in harshly.
“Mmm…ah!”
At first Arthur started with deep slow thrusts to get Merlin used to it, but after a few moments he quickly picked up the pace. Hitting Merlin’s prostate dead on ever time. Merlin’s thighs tightened around Arthur’s waist, trembling violently, as his blunt nails clawed into his back.
“Oh fuck you feel good Birdie.” Arthur’s grip on his hips was so tight, there was definitely going to be bruising on his skin come morning. “I-im gonna-“ Merlin came with a shout, his whole body spasming.
“Fuck good boy!” Arthur didn’t stop his continues thrusting, his cock over stimulating Merlin. His body felt like it was burning and vibrating. His thrusts became sloppy before he finally bent down and bit into Merlin’s should, muffling a loud groan as he came.
Arthur stayed crouched over, pinning Merlin down under his weight just listening to each other heart beats and breathing. Finally Arthur pulled out of Merlin and flipped onto his side, before pulling Merlin tightly to his chest. “Well I got you taking again. Didn’t I?” Merlin could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
“Well you were the one who told me to shut up in the first place, I just actually chose to listen this time. And if this is what’s gonna happen ever time I stop talking to you I might just start doing it more often.” Merlin’s eyes were closed as he spoke, feeling exhaustion creeping up on him.
“Listen here you brat, if you ever try pulling a stunt like this again. I am going to punish you so hard, you won’t walk right for a week.” Arthur threaten, his voice sounded dangerous but the gentle kisses he was placing on Merlin’s shoulder says otherwise.
“Exciting.” He murmured only let out a yelp and Arthur smacked his ass with a heavy hand.
The two of the quietly fell asleep just listening to each others breathing.
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Well the goal was to last a week, but this ended way better than Merlin had planned.