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Chapter 14

Without saying anything, Arthur took hold of Merlin's hand and led him over to the bike sheds. They were locked, a fact Merlin was about to point out but before he did Arthur had forced the door open and was holding it for him. He stepped inside and though it wasn't much warmer it was a lot dryer.

The older teen stepped in after him pulling the door shut before leaning against the wooden wall of the shed.

"Why did you bring me in here?" Merlin asked. "You like the rain."

"But you don't." Arthur replied and Merlin felt his stomach flutter and his knees grow weak at the sight of the other boy's big blue eyes.

The blonde stepped closer to the younger boy, the water droplets dripping down his hair. He brought a hand up to Merlin's face and gently caressed his cheek. Merlin felt all gooey inside, as though he were melting. Pulling his eyes away from Arthur's, Merlin took a step back and refused to look at him. It seemed the features of his face held a magic more powerful than any of the ones in his spell book.

"Ian." Merlin said. "Is it true that you're dating her? That you've been together for the past three years."

"No." Arthur answered with a hint of a laugh. "Vivian's a lesbian."

"Oh." Merlin replied feeling a little foolish. "I just thought…last night, Lancelot said you two were…you know."

"Just because Lance says something doesn't mean it's true." Arthur told him.

"But Lancelot does tell the truth sometimes…doesn't he?" Merlin asked.

"Yeah, sometimes." He answered. "Usually when he knows honesty will hurt more than a lie."

"What was the plan?" Merlin questioned turning back to face him but not meeting his eye. He focused on the cobweb in the corner of the shed instead.

Arthur didn't answer right away. He ran his hands through his wet hair and let out a sigh before turning away from Merlin and leaning his forehead against the wood. Merlin stood still and silent waiting for Arthur to answer.

The older boy fiddled with a screw that was poking out of the wood. From where Merlin was standing it looked as though he was trying to pull out. After a few minutes of silent concentration, Arthur pulled the loose screw free from its wooden prison.

"You were in the library." Arthur said speaking to the shed wall rather than the boy behind him. "With your friends. You were showing them that magic book and telling them that you were going to cast a love spell on Lancelot."

"You were there." Merlin realised.

"Yeah, right on the other side of the bookshelf." Arthur told him. "As soon as you were gone I called Lancelot. I told him what you were planning. He thought it was hilarious. So did I."

"So you told him to play along with it all." Merlin said and he watched the older boy nod his head. "How long for?"

Arthur shrugged as he slowly turned round looking at his feet and clutching the screw tightly in the palm of his left hand. He turned his head to the right where a single bike was propped against the wall. Reaching out with his screw-free hand, Arthur ran his hand along the handlebar and clutched the brake before ringing the bell, the soft ding sounding strangely loud in the tiny wooden bike shed.

"Answer me Arthur." Merlin demanded. "How long was Lancelot supposed to play along for?"

"For as long as it took to…" Arthur trailed off looking uncomfortable.

Although Merlin was still a virgin, he wasn't completely naïve. He knew perfectly well what Arthur found too difficult to verbalize. But even though he knew, he wanted to hear it. He needed to hear it and he needed to hear it from the boy before him. It had to be his voice, his lips, and his words.

"Say it." Merlin dared. "Come on Arthur, if you were capable of coming up with the idea in the first place you should at least have the decency to admit it now. Come on, say it. Let's see if you can hurt me just a little bit more."

"Merlin." Arthur sighed guiltily.

"Say it." Merlin snapped at him in a commanding voice.

"Lance was going to pretend the spell had worked." Arthur answered. "For as long as it took to get you in bed…for as long as it took for you to give him your virginity."

An uncomfortable silence travelled through the air. It was just like oxygen, invisible. But even though they couldn't see it they both knew that it was there because they felt it. They felt it with each breath they drew in and each breath they let out. They felt it with every blink of their eyelids and with every drop of rain they heard land upon the roof.

Slowly, they both lifted their blue eyes up to look at each other directly. In truth they hadn't known each other long. It hadn't even been a month. There was so much they didn't know about each other but Arthur sincerely hoped that could change.

He wanted to know Merlin. He wanted to know everything about him. The shy little boy he had met on that Monday they all went to the skate park, that wasn't the real Merlin. That wasn't the young man stood before him now. He was so much more than that.

The boy was beautiful even as he stood in a shabby old bike shed dressed in simple jumper and jeans with messy hair and soaked through to the bone. He wasn't like all the countless boys and girls Lance had bragged about bedding. He was smarter than them.

For so long, Lancelot had swaggered around turning on his charm for any person he deemed shaggable. He'd promise them the world and soon enough they'd fall in love with him. As soon as they were under his spell Lancelot took what he wanted from them before breaking their hearts and moving on to the next person that caught his eye.

Then along came Merlin. He seemed such an easy person to play around with. He was already in love with Lancelot. Taking his virginity should have been easy. Yet Merlin was stood before Arthur now with his virginity still in tact.

Instead of charming Merlin into falling in love with him and then into bed with him, Lancelot had done the opposite. Spending time with Lancelot had in fact made Merlin fall out of love with the older boy.

Pain and humiliation had also been part of Lancelot's intentions. Merlin was supposed to give himself to Lance and then be left ashamed and devastated when he'd taken what he wanted. But Merlin had not given it to him and though he may be upset he wasn't showing that. Lancelot had not witnessed one tear fall from Merlin Emrys' eye.

He had lost, Arthur realised. Lancelot had lost. He, Arthur, had also lost. In this twisted game, Merlin had emerged victorious. Lance didn't manage to bed Merlin so he had lost a great deal of pride even if he wouldn't admit it. Though he'd never tell anybody out loud, it was Lancelot who was humiliated.

Arthur had lost the one true friend he had ever had. He'd lost Merlin. It was Arthur who was in pain.

Though Merlin may have shed a tear or two he had not let the older boys see. He still had his pride and he was still standing tall and strong with his head held high. He still had his virginity and inside the school canteen he still had his three best friends, Morgana, Guinevere and Freya. Merlin had won.

"Why?" Merlin asked as he continued to stare into eyes as blue as his own. "Why did you make up the plan?"

"For a laugh." Arthur answered with guilt reverberating in every syllable he spoke.

"A laugh." Merlin repeated as he let out a humorless chuckle and stepped towards him. "Well do excuse me if I'm failing to see the punch line. Oh wait…" He pulled his hand back and punched the older boy square in the jaw. "There it is. Goodbye Arthur."

Merlin moved past the older boy and headed back into the school building just as the bell rang signaling the start of afternoon lessons.

Alone in the bike shed, Arthur squeezed his hand tightly around the screw until it dug into his palm, breaking his skin and causing him to bleed. Releasing a small wince he let the screw drop from his hand and fall to the floor. He wiped his bloody hand on his jeans before heading outside.

***

After school, Merlin, Gwen and Freya all went round to Morgana's house. They danced around to their favorite music, painted each others nails, attacked one another's hair and laughed about each other's most embarrassing moments.

"Feeling any better yet Merlin?" Morgana asked some time later when Freya and Gwen had headed off home.

"Much better." Merlin answered honestly.

"Good." Morgana said approvingly. "So, Lancelot?"

"Total loser." Merlin replied with a roll of his eyes. "I don't know what I ever saw in him."

"But you're over the loser right?" Morgana asked.

"Completely." Merlin confirmed.

"Valiant and Alvarr?" Morgana questioned.

"I thought they were idiots to begin with." Merlin told her.

"And now?" Morgana pressed.

"Now I know that calling them idiots was giving them too much credit." Merlin laughed.

"Good boy." Morgana praised giving him a high-five. "And now, Arthur?"

"Arthur." Merlin sighed. "It was his idea all along. The plan was to make me believe that ridiculous love spell had worked…then for Lancelot to get into my pants ultimately leaving me hurt and humiliated."

"But?" Morgana asked him observing her friend carefully.

"But I wisely kept my legs closed and my boxers up." Merlin answered. "And Arthur may have set out to hurt me but his plan backfired. He developed feelings for me and now it's him who's hurt."

"And what do you think about all this love and destiny stuff?" Morgana asked. "Do you still believe in it?"

"No." Merlin replied after a moment's contemplation. "I don't have to believe in all of that anymore. I believe in myself now and that's all I need to believe in."

"Good boy, I'm proud of you." Morgana said as she pulled her friend in for a hug.

***

After leaving Morgana's house, Merlin headed home. On the way, he happened upon Lancelot with a red-haired boy in a passionate embrace at the bus-stop. He made his way over to them and the boy looked at him quizzically whilst Lancelot looked annoyed.

Merlin then repeated what one of the girl's at Lancelot's house had said to him.

"Seriously, get away from him whilst you still can." He advised before offering Lancelot a bright smile then walking away with a laugh threatening to spill from his lips.

Once he returned home he found his mother curled up on the sofa watching television. He stood quietly in the doorway. Sneaking away quietly, Merlin headed up to his bedroom and turned on the light.

He let out a deep sigh before gathering up all of his scented candles and crystals and amulets as well as the dream-catcher that hung from the ceiling and his spell book 'Dragoste' as well as every other 'magical' item he had ever bought from the shop 'Mystique'.

After piling everything into a corner of his room he headed downstairs and grabbed a black bag. He then returned to his room and shoved everything into the bag before taking it down to the bottom of the garden for the dustbin men to take in the morning.

Merlin then washed his hands before jogging upstairs and rummaging through his drawer until he came across the photograph of his dead father. Photo in hand, he headed back down to the living-room and cleared his throat to announce his presence.

"Hello my boy." Hunith said smiling fondly at her son.

"Hi." Merlin replied before crossing the room to sit beside her. "I'm sorry about snapping at you this morning."

"Don't worry about it." Hunith told him as she pressed a kiss to the boy's temple.

Merlin then held the photograph out to his mother.

"You kept one." Hunith said and Merlin knew from her tone of voice that his mother was grateful.

"We should visit his grave tomorrow." Merlin suggested.

"Yes." Hunith agreed. "That's a good idea. We should go visit him."

***

The next day, after returning from visiting his father's grave, Merlin and his mothers sat down and ate dinner together, something they hadn't done since his father had died. Once the two of them had cleared their plates they sat down together to watch T.V when there was a knock at the door.

"I'll get it." Merlin said as he stood up and walked to the door pulling it open.

"Hello Merlin." Arthur said and Merlin blinked in surprise.

"Um…h-hi." Merlin stammered out.

"Hi." He replied a little nervously. "I thought we could start again, that I could introduce you to the real me…so…I'm Arthur Pendragon." He said offering his hand to the dark haired boy.

"I'm Merlin Emrys." He smiled back as he took his hand.

"It's nice to meet you." Arthur grinned.

"You too." Merlin nodded.

"So, maybe I could walk you to school on Monday." Arthur suggested. "And we can just…go from there. Take things slow."

"Yeah, yeah I'd like that." Merlin replied.

Arthur nodded before waving goodbye to him then turning to make his way down the garden path. Merlin watched him pass through the garden gate then closed the door. Everything would work out now. They'd just take things slow. Slow was good.

***

One week later

Hunith was out visiting Gaius so Merlin had invited Arthur to his house. They had sat down on the sofa to watch a film together. The film was barely five minutes in before their lips were crashing against one another and Merlin was on his back with Arthur on top of him.

Grinding his pelvis downwards into Merlin's, Arthur eagerly pulled off the younger boy's neckerchief so he could taste that pale throat. Letting out a groan Merlin stretched his neck back giving the blonde better access as he ran his hands down Arthur's back before settling his hands on his ass.

"Arthur." Merlin gasped at the older teen suckled on a particularly sensitive part of his neck.

"Mmm, you like that baby?" Arthur asked between kisses.

"Arthur I want you." He replied arching his hips up to create better friction for his burgeoning erection.

"We agreed to take things slow." Arthur reminded him as his hands crept up Merlin's shirt to tweak his sensitive nipples.

"Well I've changed my mind." Merlin whimpered. "Please Arthur, I need you so badly."

Nodding, Arthur placed a chaste kiss to the younger boy's lips before moving off the sofa then leading Merlin upstairs to his bedroom. As soon as the door was closed Merlin pinned the blonde to the door kissing him furiously.

Arthur moaned as Merlin pressed their bodies closer together. He moved his hands into Merlin's hair and took control of the kiss before guiding them over to the bed.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Arthur asked breathlessly as he pulled back for a few moments.

"I'm sure." Merlin told him confidently as he sat up on the bed and pulled off Arthur's shirt before dropping it to the floor.

He ran his hands up Arthur's torso and then down his back, his fingers passing over the dragon tattoo on the blonde's shoulder. He then moved his hands to Arthur's belt and carefully undid the buckle before popping the button open and pulling the zipper down.

Arthur moved away so he could kick his jeans off before dropping his boxers too. His manhood stood up proudly just begging to be touched. Tentatively, Merlin reached a hand out and held Arthur's length in his palm.

"You're bigger than me." Merlin observed as he gazed in wonder at the 9 inch cock.

"That's because I'm older." Arthur smirked as he lifted Merlin's top over his head before helping the slender boy out of his jeans.

Somewhat shyly, Merlin took off his boxers to expose his 7 inch penis.

"You're perfect." Arthur told him as he encouraged the younger boy to spread out on the mattress.

The blonde lowered himself on top of him and they moaned in unison as their naked heated flesh made contact. Merlin gripped Arthur's strong upper arms and pulled the older teen down for a kiss.

"Merlin." Arthur said as he pulled his mouth away. "I've never done this before either. I just thought you should know in case…in case I was…bad at it."

"You're Arthur Pendragon." Merlin reminded him. "You'll be amazing."

Arthur chuckled slightly and they kissed again before Merlin reached over to his bedside table and pulled out a tube of lubricant. Arthur made to take the bottle out of Merlin's hands but the dark haired youth shook his head.

He reversed their positions so that Arthur was lying on his back and Merlin was settled between the blonde's spread legs. Chewing his bottom lip in concentration, Merlin unscrewed the lid before squeezing a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. He then brought his hand down to Arthur's entrance and gently probed the eighteen year olds virginal hole.

The blonde gasped at the intrusion then spread his legs wider. Carefully, Merlin inserted a single digit allowing Arthur to get used to the feeling before he added a second.

"Is this ok?" Merlin asked in a soft whisper.

Arthur nodded as he let out a string of moans when Merlin added a third finger and brushed over a certain spot.

"Oh fuck that's good." Arthur exclaimed and Merlin worked his fingers over that spot again.

The dark haired boy worked his fingers in and out of Arthur for a few minutes more stretching him accordingly. He then coated his cock in lubricant before positioning himself at Arthur's entrance. He eased his way into Arthur's passage and stilled when he heard a whimper of pain from the blonde.

"I'm fine." Arthur told him. "Keep going."

Merlin nodded and slowly pushed his way further in moaning at the feel of Arthur's tight heat encasing his shaft. Once he was balls deep inside the older boy he rested their foreheads together waiting for further instruction. The two shared a few slow kisses before Arthur encouraged Merlin to move.

Slowly, so as not to hurt his lover, Merlin pulled out before gently pushing back in. Arthur hissed in pain but still asked the younger boy to keep going. A few thrusts later and Arthur's whimpers of pain were turning into moans of pleasure.

"Oh, oh Merlin." He gasped as he desperately rocked his hips upwards to meet Merlin's thrusts. "Faster baby…it feels so good."

Obeying his command, Merlin sped up, dropping kisses to Arthur's face, neck and chest as often as he could. He hit that spot inside of Arthur again and the older boy let out a loud cry of ecstasy and grabbed a fistful of Merlin's hair so he could pull the younger boy's lips to his own.

Their tongues sparred with one another as Merlin worked himself in and out of Arthur's tightness, angling his hips so he hit the blonde's prostate every time.

"Nngh, Mer…Mer…Merlin." Arthur cried. "Harder…D-don't stop."

"Arthur." Merlin panted into the older boy's ear. "L-love…love you."

"I love you too." Arthur replied almost inaudibly as he ran his hands through Merlin's dark hair pulling him down into a possessive kiss.

Still kissing the younger teen, Arthur ran his hands down the boy's neck, shoulders and back before taking hold of Merlin's butt cheeks and helping the pale boy shove himself deeper inside of Arthur.

"I'm so close." Merlin gasped as he slammed himself faster and harder inside of the blonde.

"Me too baby." Arthur managed to groan.

Moving his hand between their bodies, Merlin took hold of Arthur's neglected cock and pumped it in time with his thrusts. Three hard jerks later and the both came together crying each other's names.

"How…how was it?" Merlin asked nervously after pulling out of Arthur and settling down beside him.

"Magic." Arthur answered with a lopsided grin before pulling his lover into a long heated kiss.

The End

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