Thank you for this story ! ! ! !

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Yes poor gwaine but Arthur is very possesive, if anyone touches his merlin, he becomes angry.

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Hahaha! So cute! I loved it! :)

Aw, very cute. Merlin nearly killed me, he's so manipulator x) And poor Gwaine...
I love this story!
Meÿli.

Very cute.

Great story, to short- make a follow up?

Well done, great ending! Very good writing as well :)

AWWWWWW! This... this just... *melts* yay... just amazing.

You had such a dynamic within this chapter, the classic 'I know that you know but you don't know I know you know' _ It was brilliant!

The beginning of course was - I may have shouted out 'YES! SEE GWAINE! MERLIN LOVES ARTHUR! NOT YOU!' - I may have _

Gwaine was just drunk and ready for anything that would involve his penis, but Merlin was saving himself for his one true knight, and as he told Gwaine this, Merlin seemed to be speaking with a distant pain, his love for Arthur lacing his words. The way he just carried a now confused Gwaine back to his chambers and dumped him on the bed was quite funny, leaving a note for Gaius, explaining why and how Gwaine was in his bed and not he himself. But as he wrote that he was to stay in another bed... he seemed to write with such an aching yearning, as if sleeping in the servant's quarters would be torture for his heart, the strings that held it in place slowly snapping.

This scene was so tender actually, truly heartwarming and another perfect insight for the reader. The fact that Merlin was too busy staring at Arthur, trying to tear his gaze from him to the door, it made me actually laugh hysterically as Merlin tripped, got his feet stuck in the top, and landed with a thud in Arthur's room - only to wake the prince in a scared and paniced manner. It was quite funny, how Arthur spoke 'Show yourself' only for Merlin to reply with 'Down here' in a battered voice _ When he saw Merlin on the floor - I swear that his heart stopped dead, confused as to why Merlin was here if he 'liked' Gwaine and feeling the wounds of the memory ripen with a deadly ache, reminding himself that Merlin didn't love him. But as Merlin revealed his story, how Gwaine was drunk and Merlin and been asked by Gwen to save him the embarrassment, the way he tried to get Gwaine to go to his chambers but he had kissed him and squeezed his arse, but Merlin had pushed him back because he belonged to another knight... I swear, with the informantion he was given, the fact Merlin came here and that he was shuddering at the thought... Arthur's stunned, breathtaken heart was starting to heal itself, its heartstrings glowing with a warmth that he, Arthur, could he the one Merlin spoke of. Then when Merlin asked why the top was here and why Arthur had been angry, the concern in his voice was heartwrenching as Arthur just brushed the topic off, realising how stupid he had been to jump to conclusions. And Arthur was still in shock, how Merlin was here, not wanting Gwaine. Then when the pain issue came along, the way that Arthur thought Merlin shouldn't sleep on the floor, that he should sleep in his bed with him... my heart was melting in the tenderness, as Arthur picked Merlin up - Merlin feeling his heart raise with how easily Arthur's muscles picked him up. It then got so romanticly tender, in the way that Arthur told Merlin that the servant's bed was far from the comfort his condition needed. Both their eyes and actions seemed to be slow, taking in all that was the other, relishing in the possibility as Arthur so gracifully undressed Merlin, a sweet gesture of his affection, going against the roles society made for them. When Arthur joked that it should be the reverse way... how he spoke, saying that after all Merlin had done this was the least he could do... the sincerity of his voice was so heartaching, for it held so much feeling. When Merlin then went stiff as Arthur got in next to him... all their history seemed to crash on Merlin, as he realised that he was sleeping with Arthur, in Arthur's bed. Merlin was so sweetly embarrassed, and as he told Arthur that maybe this was a bad idea, that someone could walk in on them in the morning... Arthur had the choice to agree with Merlin and send him away, their relationship therefore becoming one of desperate longing and broken hearts... or he could disagree and take the first leap, he could go against all he was taught and follow his heart for once and truly believe that love existed. He could take a chance and be with Merlin for the night and let his affections be confessed. He chose the latter.

The morning was certainly one of funny misunderstanding and hidden intentions. When Arthur woke up to find that he was craddling Merlin as the raven cuddled up to him... the way his heart started to race, feeling the blood rush to his groin from his heart and ripple sweet temptations of his aching yearning. The contact seemed to be right for him, how he was left breathless, having Merlin, his desired love, so close to him, snuggling into his toned chest. Then as he felt Merlin's erection dig into his hip... realising that is what it was... it was hilarious, how he tried to battle the tingling between his legs and resist the temptation of ravishing Merlin here and now. But he was so close to the edge now, with the very idea of Merlin turned on and dreaming... groaning out his name... all of Arthur's lust, his desire to be with Merlin, his affections for the other's undying loyalty and now the explosive happiness that Merlin loved him so unconditionally too... the way he dominated Merlin in that swift moment and finally kissed him with an unequal passion... for Merlin to wake up and kiss him back... it was so fluffy romantic. Their smiles seemed to be glued in place, as Merlin told Arthur that he he faked the pain, how he had seen how Arthur reacted to Gwaine's hasteful actions. It was just brilliant. They both seemed to be just softly drowning in joy as Arthur started to kiss and nip Merlin's neck, the fact he could do that now making his heart scream with glee. This love making seemed to be just heavenly, how they just couldn't stop smiling and moaning after all this time. Their lust and love was mutual, after Merlin having confessed that his heart belonged to Arthur, his prince starting to weigh down on him more, causing torturous friction _ When he took off his underwear... Merlin seemed to be in a daze, his breath stolen, as he cast his looks to the swollen memeber of the prince... not realising Arthur's cock was THAT big. And of course, this attention went straight to Arthur's head and groin _ When he then got rid of Merlin's underwear, both now completely naked... the way he positioned Merlin for later maximum power, placing Merlin legs over his shoulders, was just so incredibly wonderful. When he inhaled Merlin and sighed in contentment... their reminder of the day before was quite funny. Arthur was determined to make Merlin feel as good as possible. The way he took Merlin in, feeling the warlock fill his mouth and stretch his lips was positively sinful. As he moved to suck Merlin's balls, the sensations of pleasure that jolted through his body were unspeakable. Then when Merlin thought that this torture couldn't be more painful, when the prince parted his cheeks and used his tongue... I believe that Merlin was lost in paradise. Needing more though, Arthur's tongue being so good and so amazing but not enough... When Arthur finally pushed his cock inside... all they were seemed to be summed up in these small hours. Then as Arthur thrust and hit Merlin's point within him... Merlin's relishing in rapture, feeling Arthur's massive member fill him and hit that bundle of nerve everytime... I was surprised he didn't die from overstimulation XD Then as Merlin came from Arthur's touching... the clench around his member was the final blow to send Arthur into pure bliss. The ending was then so romantic. When Arthur collapsed on Merlin, overwhelmed by his feelings and how he had finally been given the chance to be with Merlin... when he spoke that he loved Merlin, Merlin's shock and chill was right from his heart skipping a beat... then as Merlin cupped Arthur's paniced face... he felt the same.

To sum up Gwaine's punishment LOLOL XD LOLOL

It was such a beautiful ending, Arthur wrapping his arms around Merlin, both feeling the warmth they had denyed themselves all these years.

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I love this story, it's good :) but can I point out something? The sex scene where Arthur slid inside him with no lube or no stretching at all would be so painful! I know the era for this that they didn't know and all that but there is always something that can be used as lube,. for example: oil, lotions, etc.

Please don't take it as criticism because I am only trying to help you out because obviously gay sex is different, it hurts more and you need stretching out and lube to make it easier, more pleasurable, instead of feeling the pain.

Anyway, great story.

Ahhh... lovely.

Awesome!Possesive!Arthur is the best! Loved clueless!Merlin

Oh my bloody lord! PISS OFF GWAINE! Damn you and your drink!... You don't know what you've done.

I well and truly enjoyed this first chapter to the story, I believe you've slipped it in quite brilliantly actually and their feelings are as strong as ever. I have fallen for the classic theme of that they both love each other, with such a painful, passionate flame... and yet they are somewhat oblvious to the other's affections.

The beginning was perfect, the way that Arthur's favourite pass time was to just look at Merlin and all his beauty really expressed to the reader that despite anything Arthur told himself, he had well and truly fallen for Merlin, if being caught in a daze by his manservant, watching his hands move softly and noticing how his back arched. All of this action also caused a very obvious sexual arousal within Arthur, the way he felt his legs go numb as all the blood rushed to his groin, fighting the urge and almost losing to strip Merlin down and burst his lust in sweet passionate sex. So, you can imagine how I laughed when, as if reading his mind, Merlin started to lose pieces of clothing... then as soon as you mentioned it was hot... all I got in my mind was a very hot, very sweaty, very bothered Arthur as he looked at his servant with such a yearning desire, not paying his papers any attention, as he felt his heart race the blood as Merlin was exposing more skin. The fact that Arthur didn't really know why today was so special, how he hadn't really planned to be watching Merlin yet did want him to tidy his room whilst he was in his presence... it did add such humour to the whole thing, giving it a sweetness like no other. The chair argument was hilarious, the reader being cutely exposed to their playful banter and how the relationship has become more close and intimate within the years together full of yearning. I did feel sorry for Merlin, as Arthur just so blatant insulted his boots... but what made it really sweet was how Arthur did feel remorse. Then Arthur's love and lust would overtake him... the moment Merlin started to work again and his shirt rode up, his pants falling - revealing his perfectly flawless hips and a couple of his pubic hairs... I think Arthur couldn't control himself. The way he tried to push down a moan, liquid sex running to his penis making it so unbelievably hard. The fabric of his breeches seemed to be annoying him but as soon as his eyes met Merlin's skin... that didn't matter, and I swear the world stopped. Then the classic Arthur to Merlin's rescue would ensure their connection. When he wrapped his arms around Merlin, getting up at the speed of light to safe him, the protective nature and panic that stung Arthur was so heartclenching... But then I heard classical music, a distant lullaby, as Merlin felt the arms clamp around his hips, making his erection stand to attention. When Arthur found himself at Merlin's crotch, the way he let go of everything keeping them apart and just leaned in, breathing in his scent... I think Merlin's heart was hammering overtime in his chest, the very idea that the man he loved's arms were around him making him blush with no mercy... in more places than one. And... I believed this was one of those moments were you had to trust the other in order to move on... for I believe the world around them didn't matter, froze, as Arthur spoke with such comfort, that he had Merlin. I couldn't help but notice, due to the sheer emotion in Arthur's voice, that he was referring to anytime... anyplace... how he would always protect Merlin. The connection of their eyes was breathtaking and as Merlin slid through Arthur's hold... both now in such close proximity, their breath so heavy. Their hearts were beating at the same time, and their eye connection seriously left me stunned - all that was them, all their time and experience together, all the desire and need to be loved in return striking their skin as they stayed in each other's arms. So, you can imagine, the pain of Merlin's heart, and the hurt of Arthur's, as he must have remembered that it didn't matter how they felt for the other, that society wouldn't accept them.

This theme of thinking continued as Gwen came in, realising that Arthur was losing himself in the sights of Merlin's arse. The way he tried to encourage him was truly touching, but all of this seemed to pain him all the more, as these conflicting emotions started to pool in his mind, his yearning growing to such painful levels that he burst in his anger. The way he couldn't take the idea of someone else making Merlin blush, his possessive nature craving scars into his heart, as he was faced with the difficult thought of did his feelings mean more than what he feared?... But his yells of hurt anger made Gwen feel so heartbroken for him, only for Merlin to think maybe there was something between the prince and Gwen... even when it was the complete oppisite. I believe that Arthur then started to think, if Merlin didn't feel the same... then why had he seemed to have become mad?

It was here, when the pace picked up and everything to do with their love, I was speechless. First it was the bath, Merlin's erection growing as he saw Arthur, reminding the reader that Merlin was extremely sexual attracted to Arthur. Then the reader would learn that of course, the feeling was mutual. Merlin seemed to have difficulty bathing Arthur, but as Arthur felt Merlin's fingers on him, started to truly accept that he was so hopelessly in love with Merlin... I think the whole situation, with Merlin's fingers caressing his hair and skin, sending jolts and bolts of excitement everywhere, combine with the fact that his hard on was becoming increasingly stiff and almost throbbing under the water... his haste to get Merlin out as so not to embarrass either of them was quite hilarious, even more so, as Arthur thought of Merlin.

Then... although it was just a short scene, the way Arthur lay in bed that night, thinking of Merlin, and all that they had been through... his heart seemed to skip a beat and the emotion flooding his entire body just couldn't be denied any longer. It truly touched me, how Arthur rose to tell Merlin the truth after all this time, a fierce determined fire in his chest... but Gwaine would ruin everything. It pained me so much, as Merlin tried to push him off, his strength doing little against a man like Gwaine... so when Arthur saw... the way his heart just froze, crumbling, cracking in the process... I think Arthur went numb, wanted to cry as the intense feelings of lose and regret started to sting his very veins... thinking Merlin was already gone with the person he now truly hated... BUT MERLIN DOES LOVE HIM!

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Hey amazing!

Aswome story! I really love it and possessive Arthur is so hot and yes Merlin belong to him! Lol at Gwaine! :) just wonderful work again and you are amazing! :)