Very Mild Alcohol Poisoning

Merlin.Arthur / Merlin.Superbia

Title: You're still haughty.
Author: nonna_giuly
Fandom: Merlin
Character: Arthur / Merlin
Prompt: 07. Pride
Raiting: NC17
Warnings: Slash
Word Count: 3.015
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, but for those who belong to the BBC and they ... Use them just for fun!
was not written for profit.
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Merlin was in the room of Arthur and the blonde was helping to remove the armor he had worn during the first week of workouts.
There was a surreal silence that hovered around them. Normally
Prince did not lose time to chide the servant for being slow, but that day - saw Merlin - was very taciturn.
that coaches were not going well as usual?
Or maybe Arthur was defeated by one of his knights, and his pride male had not passed the insult ...
The Moor shook his head, as if to send away those thoughts and decided to remain silent and avoiding teasing l & rsquo , one for the strange silence. He just wanted to finish his duties as soon as possible so they can devote to himself and to his rest. He removed the heavy crush on
's shoulders and placed it on the ground near him, and then move the shirt that the heir to the throne he had worn under it.
It was only then that he saw the blonde's chest and his well-sculpted abs. Even though he does not
never wanted to admit to himself, had to take note: the daily workouts that Arthur made with his knights, relief from her body more and more, making it more toned every passing moon.
was not the first time he helped the heir to the throne to undress, in fact, over the years had become a job like any other. And then because at that time could not take my eyes off her body so perfect? It was like
a magnet. A damn magnet which Merlin was terribly unable to escape.
She could not help but notice a few drops of sweat were falling on the breast of blonde free, the effort that the prince had made that afternoon must have been very intense.
Merlin could feel the fragrance of fine man in the other flood the room, and wanted to get close to him to test those transparent pearls, inhale deeply the scent, clinging to him, until it merged with her in a & rsquo ; unique essence and
-"...-lin?"
The servant shook for a moment.
"Mh?"
He avoided looking straight into the eyes of the prince, because he knew he would have blushed to capacity and would not be able to sustain the gaze.
What the hell was taken?
It had never happened to such a thing before then.
Mai.
Mai.
"Merlin?"
"Yes, Sire," asked in a polite tone, unable to avoid his gaze this time.
"I was studying ..."
Merlin rolled his eyes as much as was sufficient to understand the other to have been caught in foul.
"No," replied firmly.
He saw the blond laugh at him.
"Oh yes it is! You were eating with their eyes and deny it. "
No, no, absolutely not.
He was not a happening thing.
Merlin was dreaming of all, definitely.
But Prince was there and was watching him with a smile that seemed almost pleased.
He wanted to dig a grave with his own hands, sotterrarcisi inside and stay there until the other one would finally be forgotten that moment.
Or maybe forever.
Yes would have been a time more suitable to his case.
"No Sire, you are wrong."
Decision that's what we wanted. Perhaps Arthur would be left.
"I'm never wrong, Merlin."
Exactly.
Something made him realize that donkey would not leave at all to lose the argument.
He started to look up and face him with his eyes when he looked back on his body.
was so ... so ...
Perfect.
blocks the flow thoughts, lowered his head.
His boots were very interesting at that time.
"You're doing it again."
fun of the blonde's voice brought him back into the room.
Why was mocking him like that?
There was nothing funny about that situation.
"No, Sire."
retorted confidently.
"And you're also blushed," continues the legacy, without being persuaded by the responses of the servo.
"No, Sire."
Yes that was flushed instead, dammit. Could easily perceive.
His cheeks had to be damn Red, as well as those of its enormous ears, regalategli kindly by his mother since the day of his birth.
"I told you that I am never wrong, Merlin ... or I forgot to let you present?"
Why Arthur should always be so confident?
Because he was a knight, that's why.
honor, self-confidence, all the thousand qualities that have always had the blond, he was a true man. And also because of the stubbornness that was equipped, Merlin knew, would accompany her prince until the end of his days.
"Are you so sure? There seems to sin is pride with all this security? "
Arthur looked into his eyes, without lifting his eyes from her, supporting it.
"Not at Merlin. And if you care I can prove it ... "
" C-what? "He asked in a whisper, his eyes widening slightly.
"That you're hopelessly and irresistibly attracted to me," replied the blond do clear.
Merlin tried to give a puff to combat it, but only from his mouth came a strange cry.
But no, there would never have succeeded. Would never be able to combat it. And Arthur would have won on all fronts.
At the same time could not sell it. The heir to the throne
aroused him from his thoughts.
"What's ... Want to give it up already, Merlin? I knew to be right ... "The dark
clenched teeth.
gliel'avrebbe not given so easily won. After all he had to maintain a modicum of pride.
"No way," snapped decided. "I will show you that you are wrong on all fronts."
Arthur grinned, running his tongue over his lips.
The gesture provoked a strange feeling in Merlin, and his stomach began to twist, making strange antics. Merlin
hated her body: the blond had not done anything yet and already responded to individually.
concentration and determination.
would withdraw anything he had done the prince, but to win the subspecies of challenge. He saw the blond
approach him with his arms encircle strong.
At that moment the smell of Arthur seemed so strong that it almost seemed to be inside him.
Merlin looked at him straight in the eye, never taking his eyes from her, even if everything was the terribly difficult.
Prince came even closer to him and handed him the tongue gently on the neck.
What the hell was he doing?
was something so relaxing and so beautiful ... deeply.
is right.
The servant felt a jolt straight to reach the lower abdomen, implacable.
When he closed his eyes? He bit
lower lip with his teeth, sinking just enough to feel the pain needed to think about anything else.
Non.avrebbe.dovuto.lasciarlo.vincere. But that language

... Oh, that language was damn clever.
Ed had begun to torture him in a glorious way that Merlin had only wanted to scream more.
But he would not.
He resisted.
And he would really understand what a shame to pride, that he was not looking at all that body-
He stopped to think, when Arthur began to gently kiss him on the jaw with the lips only.
They were so soft. Just as he had imagined that
they were, when ...
No. He had never made such a thought. He had never
... He felt the hands of the big trade fair anywhere on his body.
When he got in touch that way?
heard a thousand chills flowing through, making it unable to keep those feelings.
and the wall which had supported was the only balance that kept him sustained.
felt those strong hands along her body and her curves in all its forms.
And it was really good.
Merlin had never experienced anything like it before that time. That feeling of pleasure and pure enjoyment, it was completely flooded.
Arthur's voice came to his ears softer notes of a harp.
"Come on, Merlin ..."
not resisted.
The words acted like a spring in his body. Hear Arthur
thus implore, dropped all its barriers.
He let go against the hard wall of the challenge forgetting, forgetting his duties, forgetting to Gaius and Camelot as a whole.
Nothing was more important. At that time there were only he and Arthur.
He opened his eyes and saw the Prince's full of lust, looking at him eagerly, went to him and kissed him with such fury as to leave the other bewildered.
A kiss full of passion, need, desire.
The blond pushed him even more against that wall of stone and Merlin felt that massive body against his, to merge into one.
But that was not enough. The mesh of dark
had reached the ground now for a bit 'of time, even if he did not know how to explain it was over.
bare skin felt cold on the wall, but his body was hot, shaken by tremors. The language of
Arthur was running his chest, then lingered on his nipples. He began to torture them and playfully biting. Merlin
heard a groan obscene out of his mouth.
"Ar-Arthur ..." The
was doing damage.
could not tease him like that, would not give him what he really wanted.
"Yes?" Asked the other indifferent, but the tone of his voice hoarse betrayed indifference.
Merlin knew that the blond wanted the same thing.
She kissed him, trying to carry as much as possible in that act and make him feel his need, his desire. A moment later he heard
an arm of Arthur drag behind him, until he found himself with his back on the bed of the prince, sensing the body heat of the press on his blond, in need of attention.
He had never been in a similar situation before.
What should I do?
But the will of the heir to the throne was palpable and Merlin could not stop in a moment like that. The servant
just moved his hand, touching the carved chest of the other, drawing a small ski with your fingers.
felt the prince's body tremble under his touch.
that he too was feeling the wonderful sensations that he felt?
reached the belt leather pants and the blonde pulled and thrown to the ground and with hands drew back the trousers and underwear, until they get down to its knees.
Arthur thought to be only to throw them permanently on the floor, as he helped his servant to get rid of the last was still wearing rags.
were now panting, eager and naked on the bed.
Merlin felt his erection brushing against them, hard and wet. He saw Arthur
stretch an arm toward the table that was next to the bed and take a small vial containing oil.
With a slowness that are the envy of the slower sloths, Arthur sprinkled his erection with the lotion, making Merlin quiver of desire, of impatience. The dark
felt that would not resist for long, just watch it when tortured him.
But the prince was doing this little show for him. He got slowly fondling, torturing and torturing him shamelessly, without trying to hide it.
"Arthur ..."
The need to feel part of him became more urgent, every moment that passed.
saw him dip two fingers into the bottle, before dropping to the ground, without bothering to check more.
It was only then that he felt a finger of his openness and fair approach to take to play, making him tremble even more pleasure. Merlin
closed his eyes, letting go those attentions, letting go of that need.
Arthur And finally introduced the first finger and stayed firm enough to do what little they get used to this new intrusion.
was strange, yet enjoyable.
He felt within himself to move slowly, gently. Did not want to venture to think, but it seemed as if the blond was trying not to hurt him.
After a while, when Merlin moaned pleasure, it added another. It was then that the Moor began to feel a need for something more. Although
could not have said not to try any kind of pain, As Arthur had begun to move slowly inside of him, Merlin began to experience pleasure.
He had not even noticed that he had started to push toward the other, arching his back, implicitly calling for something more substantial and satisfying.
She felt the lips of the heir to land on his forehead in a soft kiss, before feeling the pull out two fingers and leave with a feeling of emptiness. He suddenly felt incomplete.
Only when he felt the tip of the erection of the blonde press on his entry, he relaxed again, ready to welcome all to himself. When Arthur
just forced on its entry, Merlin missed a breath.
"Breathe" the voice of Prince sounded like a gentle reproach to his ears.
He made the request, looking for a way to get air into his lungs, while Arthur is increasingly pushing into him, slowly, making him get used to the new sensation.
Merlin would never have thought it would be so great ....
and hard.
His hands, tight in blankets, were closed in a fist.
"More ..." he asked breathlessly.
I wanted to hear everything inside.
Although it seemed that his body was slowly dividing into two parts perfect, he wanted to be at one with him.
"Move ..." snorted when he realized that the blond was not absolutely determined to meet it.
He felt the frustration growing inside of him ...
opened his eyes, offended.
"Arthur ..." I pleaded with her eyes.
She forgot to breathe again, when he met his eye.
prince's eyes were smiling.
Merlin he had never seen so bright.
Now it was he who was eating with his eyes.
"You're irresistible," he whispered in her ear, before starting to move slowly inside of him. The dark
could not suppress a groan, a mixture of pain and pleasure, when she heard him enter again, then log out and back in a cyclic and perpetual dance.
He left the sheets and put his hands behind the blond holding on to him and spread her legs connected to the most his life in order to enable to move with greater skill.
groans came from the mouth of the blonde that Merlin would never have thought you could hear. He arched his back, to get even closer to him, if possible, and let go of those movements so natural and primitive without thinking about the rest.
"Merlin ... " by Prince
Feel pronounce his name in that tone satisfied, proud of the servant's heart.
He went a bit 'Arthur and kissed him, plunging a hand into her hair and going to meet her body, taking more and more inside.
The blond began to move faster and faster and it was then that Merlin felt a strong need to take care of its erection button. She brought her hand to her sex and began to caress the rhythm of the thrusts of the prince.
was all so damn perfect. Arthur could really split in two, killing him and let him die in that bed. Merlin would have died in peace, had no doubts.
But no. He felt within himself, more and more hard button. And the scent of the blond enveloped him, making him drunk with his essence. And
pressures had become increasingly urgent, faster and faster.
I feel empty inside, just before reaching it. And their cries were joined into one, until Arthur slumped over him, completely devoid of energy.
weighed damn much, but still have the feeling of that body over her made him feel good.
felt small beads of sweat on his body and the pearl finish on Arthur himself.
Only when the blonde slipped away from him and stood beside Merlin reached him, hugging him.
"I'm the best or not?" Asked the prince haughtily, trying to find its normal breathing.
Merlin took his lips on the chest of the other strong and there laid a gentle kiss.
That body knew of them.
breathed deeply before answering.
"Yeah ..." he admitted finally, grinning doing other things just waiting for that answer.
"But even if you think you have won, also sin of pride." He added soon after Merlin.
Arthur gave him a dirty look.
"You always want to be superior to all." He explained the dark.
"Why I am. "retorted the other believes.
"Exactly." The servant shook his head.
Arthur was a donkey, so he would never understand, and would continue to want to be superior to all. He did not think the consequences, he acted just putting his feet everyone who passed her way.
But deep down, deep down, he went to Merlin as well.
He himself had come to know and take it for what it was.
But he knew that he could not ask for more, especially at that time.
"But ... you admit that it was fantastic?" Whispered Prince near the lobe of his ear, then take a bite with your teeth, startled by the dark pleasure.
He felt his body struck by a thousand shivers, and he was sure it was not for the bare skin shivering in the cold room of the heir.
drifts back to that feeling of endless pleasure, moaning a few disjointed words to each other.
course was fantastic. Even in his wildest dreams would have imagined such a thing.
It was wonderful, beyond her expectations. And he knew that from that moment on, he and Arthur would not be a slave and master. No doubt the prince would
continued to be proud, arrogant and basically perfect, and Merlin would continue to puff and to do his usual damage and impossible demands, but that something more would have abandoned them.
It was not so bad to lose that challenge - even if Merlin would continue until the end of his days to argue that her prince sin of pride - because he had received all the attention from the blonde.
He brought his gaze to those crystalline eyes and smiled to himself.
How could he be unhappy at a time like that?