"Arthur?"

Arthur got out of his chair. Merlin was awake! His body was tossing gently in Arthur's bed. He had been unconscious for two days. Gaius said that there was a chance, slim, but a chance that he would wake up.

Arthur rushed to his side.

"Arthur... what happened?"

"You don't remember?" Arthur asked.

Merlin shook his head and winced in pain.

"Shh, take it easy." Arthur cooed. Arthur took Merlin hand in his own.

"Merlin, listen, I need to tell you something." Arthur stated, but Merlin was already sleeping again. Arthur lifted his hand and caressed Merlin's cheek.

The next time Merlin woke up, it was night time. He was feeling much better. He yawned and stretched and looked around the room. Arthur was sleeping on a rug on the floor by the fireplace. Merlin quietly got out of Arthur's bed and tip toed over to Arthur. The memories of his capture were fresh in his head. He had owed Arthur so much. Merlin thought he was on the brink of death, but Arthur had saved him.

Save him.

Merlin gently nudged Arthur.

"Arthur... Arthur! Wake up."

Arthur groaned against the rug and his eyes gently opened.

"Merlin!"

Arthur's arms wrapped around Merlin and Merlin lost balance, falling on top of Arthur. Arthur squeezed him tight.

"Merlin! Merlin!" Arthur laughed. Merlin wiggled as Arthur clutched him tight against his chest. "My Merlin." Arthur whispered.

Merlin pulled his head up, his face inches from Arthur's.

"Why are you sleeping here?" Merlin asked.

"I didn't think it was proper to sleep in the same bed as you... without your consent." Arthur confessed.

Merlin sighed against Arthur's body. "Arthur, look. I'm so –"

Merlin's words were interrupted by Arthur's lips. Merlin's back being stroked and mapped by Arthur's hands. Merlin closed his eyes and leaned down, into the kiss, pushing Arthur's head into the rug's rough fabric. Merlin felt Arthur break the kiss.

"Merlin, I need to tell you something." Arthur panted.

Merlin propped himself up on his hands. He stared down at the golden haired boy, carefully going over him with his eyes.

"I – I love you. Merlin. And... I'm sorry you felt the way you did before and I want to change." Arthur cried. "I don't want you to hate me."

Merlin dropped down onto Arthur, their lips connecting again. Arthur wrapped his arms around Merlin again, pulling him against him. Merlin's legs straddled Arthur's and Merlin was grinding. Arthur threw his head back and hissed between his teeth. Merlin slid his hands down to Arthur's pants, undoing the belt that held them. Arthur pushed Merlin away.

"Merlin... are you sure?" Arthur asked.

Merlin replied by diving down onto Arthur's neck, biting and sucking. Arthur slid his hands up and down Merlin's body before he gripped the bottom of Merlin's shirt and pulled it over his head. Merlin noticed Arthur staring at his chest, his pupils dilated. Merlin turned a pale shade of pink and Arthur giggled.

"What's so funny?" Merlin demanded.

"Nothing... just... you." Arthur bit his lip and slowly sat up. Merlin watched as Arthur ran his hands all over his body, running over his light chest hair, his thumbs catching on his nipples, making him whimper. Arthur ran his hand down Merlin's torso to his stomach, his index finger stroking the light hair that trailed down.

"God, I want you." Arthur blurted out. His cheeks went red but he didn't retract his statement. He looked up into Merlin's eyes.

"Merlin. Please, in spite of all I've done... can I have you?" Arthur begged. Merlin raised his hand and placed it along Arthur's face. Arthur did the same, and Merlin felt Arthur's thumb rub against his cheekbone.

Merlin leaned in and drug his lips along Arthur's.

"You already have me." Merlin whispered.

Arthur took his own shirt off and wrapped his arms around Merlin again. Merlin moaned into the contact, their chests rubbing against each other, Merlin's lips glued to Arthur's. Merlin reached down again, dexterously undoing Arthur's belt, and sliding his hand down.

Merlin's heart pounded in his head. The feeling of Arthur in his hand, rubbing the skin back and forth, the wet spot at the tip. Merlin was in heaven. Arthur leaned back on his hands and Merlin continued to stroke his lover.

Merlin leaned forward and placed his lips on one of Arthur's nipples. He sped his hand up and gently bit down. Arthur hissed through his teeth and moaned Merlin's name. Merlin crawled back off of Arthur's groin and pulled his pants down. Merlin laid on his stomach, Arthur just inches from him. Merlin played with it a bit, rubbing the skin up and down the shaft, watching little drops glisten in the firelight at the tip. Merlin tilted his head forward and licked the lip. Feeling Arthur quiver and the sweet taste of him in Merlin's mouth was all the coaxing he needed; Merlin opened his mouth and took Arthur too the base, feeling the tip of him hit the roof of his mouth.

"Ugh, Merlin, fuck!" Arthur cried. Merlin smiled around Arthur and began to suck, using his tongue to roll the head around in his mouth. Arthur placed his hand on Merlin's head, gently pulling on his hair and he bucked his hips off the ground, pumping into Merlin's mouth. Merlin rubbed the rough roof of his mouth against Arthur and Arthur bucked hard into his throat.

Merlin choked a bit and placed his hands on Arthur's hips, holding him in placed. Arthur apologized and asked if he should stop, but Merlin wasn't done. He pulled Arthur out of his mouth for a second and stuck a few fingers in his mouth. Arthur wiggled under him, his shaft pulsing, Merlin took the hint and stuck the tip on his mouth, running his tongue around the head, dipping in the slit and pulling more of Arthur out of him. Merlin carefully reached under Arthur, as to surprise him, as placed his index finger against Arthur's opening.

Merlin's fingers made Arthur grunt in response Arthur forced his arse down on Merlin's hand and pulled Merlin's head down onto him with his hand. Merlin pushed his wet finger inside of Arthur.

"Oh oh oh oh. Merlin. Oh my god." Arthur moaned.

Merlin pushed in deeper, feeling for the spot he found in himself long ago. The soft lump right – there! Merlin pressed his index finger against it and felt Arthur leak a little in his mouth. Arthur's breath hitched in his chest and his shaft became as hard as a rock. It wasn't long now.

Merlin quickly stuck a second finger in and pulled Arthur deep into his throat. Merlin watched Arthur's mouth open wide as he dug his fingers into Arthur. His mouth tight against Arthur's shaft. Merlin felt Arthur's legs tense up around him, beneath his chin Arthur's nuts we're tight against him. Merlin loved the way Arthur tasted, the way he smelled. Merlin pushed his face down onto Arthur, his nose buried deep into Arthur's dark blond hair. A light scent of Arthur filled his nose, and Merlin's own erection screamed at the sensory over load.

"Mer – Merlin! I'm gonna – Merlin!" Arthur screamed.

Merlin trusted a third finger in and pressed his tongue against Arthur's shaft, sucking hard. The first jet took Merlin by surprise. It was fast, rough, and full, splashing against the top of Merlin's mouth as Arthur lifted off the rug pushing as far into Merlin's mouth as he could possibly be. The full flavor of Arthur filled his mouth, it was so much better, so much stronger than the drips he was getting before. The second shot he anticipated, and he angled his mouth as to better take Arthur in. Merlin dug his fingers harder against Arthur's area, Arthur contracting around his fingers, fighting against Merlin's fingers as he bucked wildly into Merlin's mouth. The third shot was the strongest, it found its way past Merlin's tongue and hit the back of his throat. Merlin almost gagged but held it in, he wanted this to be perfect for Arthur. The rest of the shots we're weak, Merlin continued to press against Arthur's insides as Arthur finished climaxing. Merlin's eyes we're staring up at him, and Arthur was looking back down, panting heavily.

"What about you? Merlin?" Arthur asked. He was still inside of Merlin's mouth, slowly going limp. He could still feel himself twitch and drip a little into Merlin. Merlin raised his head and looked up at Arthur.

"Well, only if you want –"

Arthur loved to interrupt Merlin with kisses. It was his new favorite thing to do. He lifted Merlin up and pushed him into the wall behind him, he could taste himself behind Merlin's favor and it brought his libido into over drive. He lifted Merlin up and carried him to his bed, gently laying him down. Arthur ran his fingers over Merlin's body down to his pants and gently slid them off.

Arthur was mesmerized. He'd never seen anyone else naked other than the knights a few times, but really none of them we're attractive except Percival and he'd club you if he caught you looking. Arthur latched his lips against one of Merlin's nipples, mimicking what had just happened to him. He licked, kissed, and bit down Merlin's body. He didn't wait like Merlin did, however, and took Merlin's length in completely.

Arthur studied the texture of Merlin. He was squishy but firm, and he was longer than Arthur, but thinner. Arthur could taste something else though, it was bitter and salty and Arthur assumed it was –

"Arthur... please... do something other than nothing." Merlin gasped.

Arthur bobbed his head and Merlin gripped the sheets, pressing against the inside of Arthur's mouth. Arthur's arse felt empty, he longed to feel something inside of it again. He looked up and Merlin and smiled.

Merlin looked down at Arthur confused, but Arthur ignored him. He got up and positioned himself directly above Merlin. Arthur used one hand to balance himself and another to hold Merlin in place.

"Arthur – uugh oh my god." Merlin tried to protest but Arthur broke his sentence by sliding the tip of Merlin inside of him. Arthur moaned deep as he felt Merlin push past the rings of muscle, sliding deeper and deeper inside of him.

Merlin couldn't handle the heat. His body was fighting to stay in control as Arthur slowly slid down his length. Merlin twisted the sheets in his hands to keep himself from forcing Arthur down. Merlin could feel himself push past each ring of muscle, they kneaded and clenched around him, twisting and pulling at the skin of him. Merlin sighed as Arthur rested himself against him.

Merlin gently bucked his hips, he immediately felt Arthur contract, forcing a moan from Merlin. Merlin reached down and stroked Arthur and he bucked again and again. Arthur, it seemed, had finally took the hint and began to thrust back onto Merlin every time Merlin bucked up. It took a bit, but Merlin finally synchronized with Arthur.

Merlin had never felt anything like it. The way the walls of Arthur's body twisted around him, the heat, the way he slid. It was too much. He couldn't hold on. Merlin grabbed Arthur's hips and dug his nails in as he forced Arthur down. Merlin felt himself let go, pulsing and pumping into Arthur.

Merlin felt liquid his his face and chest. He looked down and Arthur was cumming ontop of him, his insides clenched tight against Merlin, pulling more and more cum from Merlin's body. Merlin finished climaxing and pulled Arthur down onto of him.

"Merlin," Arthur panted, Merlin still inside him. "Never leave me again."

"I won't." Merlin whispered back, out of breath. "And Arthur...?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you, too."