Bathtime

Arthur trotted back through the gates of Camelot with eagerness. That was a long boring diplomatic mission if ever there was one. He would be so happy to see Gwen, and even Merlin as well. He dismounted his horse and ran up the steps to the castle. He walked in, breathing the clean, fragrant Camelot air with a smile on his face. He walked up to his bedroom, excited at the prospect of getting a nice hot bath to soak away the boredom and dirt that had built up on his trip. He pushed open the doors to his chamber, and what he saw definitely washed away the boredom. In his tub, his, there sat Merlin and Gwaine. Gwaine was sitting behind Merlin, soaping up his shoulders and kissing his neck. Merlin sat there,leaning against Gwaine, laughing and thoroughly enjoying the touch of Gwaine's manly hands. Neither man noticed their Prince standing in the doorway. Arthur's jaw dropped and he walked into the room, coughing to alert the bathtime buddies of his presence. Merlin practically shot out of the water. "Arthur," He stammered, "You're back early. You weren't supposed to be back until tonight." Arthur wasn't even listening. All he could hear was the blood rushing in his ears. He was angry and ... jealous. How dare Merlin take a bath in his tub?! Without him! He should have been the one to be soaping up Merlin's shoulders. He turned to Gwaine. Gwaine had hastily gotten out of the tub and put a towel on.

"Get out." Arthur hissed.

Gwaine nodded and leaned in to kiss Merlin but Arthur growled and Gwaine scurried from the room, leaving wet footprints on the way.

Merlin started to try and explain himself, standing stark naked in a bathtub, but Arthur tuned him out. Why was he jealous of Gwaine's relationship with Merlin? I mean, he loved Gwen. Not men. Just because Merlin looked so damn sexy... damn it. . Arthur turned to Merlin. Merlin saw a strange glint in Arthur's eyes and he feared he was about to get thrown from the window. Instead, Arthur pulled Merlin out of the tub and pushed him onto the bed. He climbed on top of Merlin and kissed him fiercely. Merlin was surprised, but went with it. Arthur kept on kissing Merlin aggressively, sticking his tongue in Merlin's mouth and exploring. He rubbed Merlin's cock and Merlin became aroused quickly. Arthur kissed Merlin's chest and nibbled his ears. Merlin groaned with pleasure. He was completely hard and he pulled Arthur towards him, but the Prince pulled away. He got up, straightened his mussed up hair and grinned at Merlin, who was lying on Arthur's bed with a look of confusion and a huge erection.

"That's what you get when you take a bath with Gwaine in my tub."

"I'll gladly take that punishment."

"That's not the half of it." Arthur walked towards Merlin and Merlin grinned, thinking he was getting more. Instead Arthur tied Merlin's hands to the bedpost. Arthur then walked to the end of the bed.

"That's your punishment."

"What?"

"I'm leaving and you can enjoy that." He pointed to Merlin's penis.

"You can't leave me here with no way to, you know." He looked at Arthur and then his hands.

Arthur grinned. "That's the point. "

He started to walk away when Merlin laughed.

"What?"

"You have an erection too, Arthur. Planning on greeting you're father like that?"

Arthur growled. Merlin was right. And he looked so damn sexy. Ugh, how could he resist. Arthur made his way back to the bed, stripping as he went. He stood in front of Merlin. "Oh, fuck it. Why not?"

'No. Fuck me."

Arthur was only too happy to oblige.

Unfortunately for Gwaine, he walked by Arthur's chambers fifteen minutes after the embarrassing confrontation. He had forgotten his other clothes. He heard groans and screams and cries of "Oh god, Arthur! and "Merlin!" through the door. Needless to say that he broke up with Merlin. That's okay. Because Merlin had found himself a new bathtime buddy.