Title: Good Business Practice, Part FIVE
Character/s: Merlin, Arthur
Summary: ...everything about Arthur was exuding sex, and Merlin needed to get himself ready...
Word Count: 960
Prompt: Anything you want for camelot_drabble
Author's Notes: I couldn't resist adding on a chapter since it's all about anything I want! This is part five of the story Read parts: one / two / three / four
Merlin had Arthur pressed back on the bed with his legs wrapped around Merlin's waist. He used his fingers first, taking direction from Arthur, as he told Merlin he didn't bottom very often. Merlin would have willingly bottomed for their first time together, but Arthur also told him he wanted this. He wanted to feel Merlin inside him.
One desperate plea from Arthur, and Merlin was willing to do anything for him. Now, he didn't feel so bad about wanting Arthur, wanting to touch him, to have him all to himself. Knowing Arthur wanted him just as much—if his words had been true— was a great relief.
Arthur's thighs were strong; Merlin was dripping pre-come just from the sight of the muscles there, and then his gaze went up to his groin, and his stomach. Fuck, everything about Arthur was exuding sex, and Merlin needed to get himself ready before he came just from the sight of this man—this hopeless crush—pinned under him.
After struggling with the condom for a bit, because really, nothing could ever go right for him, Merlin lined up the head of his cock against Arthur's hole. Arthur was looking up at him, his expression one of almost disbelief, and Merlin knew exactly how he felt . This was really happening. When he'd woken up that day , this was the last thing he'd thought he'd end up doing at the end of it. His reward for putting up with Arthur was going to be his hand to himself, and his own fingers inside him; instead, he was inside Arthur.
He pushed in gently at first when Arthur let out a small hiss.
"You okay?" he asked tenderly and Arthur nodded.
"Good, yeah. Keep going," Arthur said. His voice was so soft and Merlin wasn't sure he'd ever heard it like that before.
"You feel amazing," Merlin said, throwing his head back and immediately groaning when Arthur's hole clenched around his cock and he felt incredible. "So fucking tight, Arthur."
"For you," Arthur said. He'd closed his eyes now, and his face was tilted sideways with his cheeks pressing onto the pillow.
"Yeah, for me," Merlin confirmed. He liked this side of Arthur, the side that gave himself into Merlin. He was Merlin's to take, and Merlin was going to take good care of him. "You're beautiful," he added.
When he was certain he wasn't hurting Arthur, Merlin picked up the pace. Merlin gave it as good as he could, as good as he could make it for Arthur to let him know how much he wanted him; how desperate Arthur made him feel. He pounded into Arthur, struggling to keep his eyes open, making sure Arthur's eyes were always on him.
No matter what Arthur had told him earlier, Merlin needed to tell Arthur he cared for him—that no one else turned him on the way Arthur did. Arthur was his—just as sure as Merlin now only belonged to Arthur.
"God. Fuck. Arthur..." he groaned over and over again, sure he was saying other incoherent things he had no control over.
Arthur reached up, grabbing Merlin's arse, and pushing him deep inside him. "More, Merlin. Please!" he begged and eventually, it was Merlin's undoing. He came in almost a cry, saying Arthur's name, and then biting his lip so he wouldn’t alert the rest of the house by being too loud.
Arthur's hand was moving frantically on his own cock. When Merlin finally pulled out, he slid down so his face was close to Arthur's erection. He yanked Arthur's hand off his prick and without a word, took him in his mouth. Arthur gasped with surprise, then raked his fingers through Merlin's hair, tugging on his locks.
Arthur set the rhythm, and Merlin found no problems with it.
He wasn't very good at giving blow jobs, and the little experience he had was usually sucking someone off for a little while before they fucked Merlin. This experience was different: he'd never sucked someone to get them off before. And to get Arthur off—that was a whole different circumstance.
Merlin tried to do the things he liked when someone had their mouth on him. He grabbed the base of Arthur's cock and pumped it while he swirled his tongue around before licking the head again.
The groan Arthur gave made his cock twitch, and he was sure if Arthur kept that up, he'd soon be ready to go again.
Arthur pulled on his hair to warn him . "Merlin, I'm gonna—"
But Merlin didn't move his mouth. He was ready to take Arthur, in every way possible. He relaxed his muscles as the head of Arthur's cock hit the back of his throat and then Arthur came.
"God, that was bloody amazing," Arthur mumbled when Merlin finally released his grip, and slid Arthur’s limp cock out of his mouth .
Merlin could feel the blush creeping up his neck. Shit, after having fucked Arthur like that, and then sucked him off—this wasn't the time to get shy.
Arthur pulled Merlin up close to him and wrapped his arms around him. "You feel so good."
Merlin released a satisfied moan. He wasn't sure if his voice would function right now so he stayed quiet. When at last he found words to say, it ended up being a question.
"Were you ever going to tell me, or were you just going to keep screwing around? I mean, what if I got a new boyfr—"
"I was trying to get your attention," Arthur said.
"You could have just told me straight."
Arthur chuckled and turned to look at Merlin. "Where's the fun in that?"
Merlin shook his head and pushed him back. "I really hate you sometimes," he said.