I do not own the characters of Merlin or Arthur. Though I wish I did cause that would be a great job and resume builder. Anyways here's a fanfiction ive been working on. Comments welcomed its got some slash and not yet kinky. But enjoy

I wish you would do as I say

"I wish you would do as I say." Arthur said to Merlin.

The two stood in Arthur's chamber in the mid of night. The room was filled with light from the fireplace, while the two men stood there arguing. It had been an uneventful day but Arthur had finally had enough of his thin pale manservant. Thier relationship was just as complicated now just as how it began. Merlin was one of the very few people who didn't fear Arthur's title of prince of Camelot.

"Every time I do as your royal prat says I either end up in the stocks or beaten. So it seems obviously listening to you isn't the best idea ever!"

Arthur clenched his hands into a fist resisting the desire to strangle the thin neck of the manservant.

"Well obviously those big ears of yours don't allow you to hear better! So you can leave and don't come back until you know how to follow orders!"

Merlin with no ceremony collected the plates on table and left Arthur's chambers while angrily glaring at the handsome prince.

Arthur undressed himself throwing his clothes to the ground. He would expect Merlin to calm down by the morning and put away his clothes. He tossed and turned in his bed. Arthur had these kinds of nights before, and had found the answer to solve the problem. But he found the chore to be humiliating to fall asleep.

Reaching beneath he pulled a pillow that was very inappropriate for prince. Unlike the pillows Arthur slept upon this pillow was more likely to be that of a servants. In fact in particular this pillow belonged to Merlin.

Arthur became obsessed with the man from the first time they met. He and the other knights were tormenting a servant and Merlin came to his aid. The tall lean man with stunning blue eyes and red lips took his breath away.

When the witch Mary Collins tried to kill Arthur, Merlin had lunged forward pushing him out of the way. Earlier in the day he was sure Merlin hated him, but when he saved him Arthur gained some hope that Merlin indeed loved him just as much maybe even more.

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The sun bathed Camelot in the afternoon light. Arthur however was not able to enjoy the afternoon as he was running late; disheveled and unbecoming of a knight. He had been wrong the night before Merlin had not forgiven him and had not returned to his service. It seemed that Merlin finally decide to follow orders , just not the ones that he meant to follow.

The knights had begun to train without him, their man- servants at the side of the court waiting to serve and tend to their masters needs.

Two knights in particular were sparing in the middle of the court. Sir Thorse was the tallest and for lack of better term the most brutish of his knights. Bulging in almost unnatural muscle mass he cut down his enemies like a harvest collecting wheat.

It was very unfair to his opponent who was opposite of himself. Sir Barlow who was almost to lean to be a knight. He was almost a twin to Merlin tall lanky with some muscle. Arthur favored him for a sparing partner for these reasons.

There was the sound of a gauntlet hitting face. Sir Thorse stood over his opponent. On his back Barlow looked up at his towering opponent. Arthur was about to intervene, hoping that Thorse wouldn't tear his Merlin substitute apart. But before he could say a word Barlow stood and removed his glove from hand to wipe the blood from his lips.

He then declared " You will lose in combat against me!". He then picked up his sword and began to fight with fury. At first he seemed to swipe with just fury then he began to push him back. Eventually striking multiple blows. His fist connected a few times and the giant of a man went down.

Barlow's victory received shock and applaud. Training continued through the day as usual. The knights were sweaty and their menservants took their masters belongs away.

"Thorse come! Barlow said with a tone of cockiness. The giant of a man Thorse followed suit unquestionably, like an obedient dog. Arthur asked him self "Why would Thorse follow so obediently ; granted he was beaten; but why would Thorse follow? Arthur was a skilled hunter and stalked the two knights.

This lead Arthur to Sir Barlow chambers the door had been securely locked. He had passed both of the men's servants in the hall so it seemed they were indeed alone. Arthur ran around the corner his hand running over the walls; until running into a large tapestry. His hand pressed a large brick behind it; revealing a hidden door. Arthur slipped into the wall and the bricks closed behind him. In this darkness he traveled until he saw two beams of light ahead. Arthur reached this light and saw to his awe the two knights in an interesting predicament.

Barlow was in a bath of hot water and Thorse was bathing him with a washcloth. "These last few days with this ring have been so great. It has made me so glad that you messed up the enchantment."

Thorse grunted a few times and continued his task of bathing Barlow. Barlow hand reached out a pulled Thorse into a kiss which seemed to have been responded with enthusiasm. Barlow whispered " You can speak now if you'd like."

Thorse pulled Barlow this time into a passionate kiss" Barlow. I mean Balen I'm sorry I was such a rough lover. Please! Please undo this enchantment I know it was wrong to use them , during love making now! I beg of you undo this!" Thorse pleaded. Arthur was stunned he had never heard Thorse ask for anything let alone beg. But Arthur had more on his mind the fact he was under an enchantment.

Arthur ran from his hiding space and began hammering his fist on the large wooden door.

"Open! Open! Open this door now! I know what happens behind these door and if you not want a thousand guards at this door you will open it!" The sound of footsteps running to door and the heavy bolt opening. Sir Barlow was standing there naked expect in a little towel. Arthur eye brows raised in curiosity and almost a little excitement.

"Sire! I beg of you mercy! If the court was ever to find out about any of this ill be killed!" Arthur placed a finger on Barlow's lips ; how he wished he could do more to those lips.

"Shhhh" Arthur said pushing Barlow into the room as he closed the door shut behind him.

"Now both of you are in an interesting predicament. I'm well aware of all your secrets now and there really is no point hiding anything more. So tell me Barlow how are you controlling Thorse here?" Barlow sighed and went over to Thorse taking his hand he pulled a golden ring off the mans finger. The he removed his own and handed the pair to Arthur.

" The rings were given to Thorse by a sorcerer who enchanted them. One is for the master to control ; the other to control whomever the master wishes. Thorse intended to use them on me during out time together" Barlow's eyes shifted over his shoulder toward Thorse ; who had slump over in shame.

"Both of you kneel before me now!" Arthur shouted as booth men kneeled at there princes feet. Barlow had begun to sob and tried to gather word to beg for his life. Arthur then placed his hand to Barlow chin and looked down at the sobbing knight.

" I will not share with anyone who you consort with nor will I tell anyone of your use of magic. Thorse be kind to your love; and I wish that neither of you will harm each other."

Barlow sobbed a bit more and ran over to Thorse and the two knights embraced in a great hug. Arthur didn't want to bother the two anymore and let himself out. He walked down the large corridor with the two rings in his hand smiling and finding the answer to his problem.