FIC: Crossing One Off The List
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fifty_fiftyTitle: Crossing One Off The List
Pairing(s): Merlin/Gwaine (Merlin), Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)
Character(s): Merlin, Arthur Pendragon, Gwaine
Word Count: 775
Rating: Explicit
Summary: Gwaine decides to use his best chat up lines to jokingly seduce Merlin. Arthur hears them from across the fire and encourages Merlin to have Gwaine fuck him whilst Arthur watches. They like the Knights to think that they’ve conquered Merlin. But really it’s Merlin & Arthur making the conquests and Gwaine is just another Knight to add to the list.
Warnings: Dub Con, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism
Notes: This was written for Pornalot 2017. Also on AO3 here.
The night was dark and quiet around them. The silence only broken by the occasional cracking of logs and someone shifting to become more comfortable around the fire. Merlin smiled to himself and stretched his legs out in front of him. Gwaine grinned happily took a swig from his wine skin, then offered it to Merlin. Merlin accepted and only spluttered slightly as the liquor burned his throat going down.
Gwaine laughed and leaned in towards him. “So Merlin,” he began, using what Merlin recognised as his most seductive tone. “How'd you like to ride my stallion? He's well trained for battle.”
Merlin choked out a laugh. “Oh my Gods, Gwaine! I hope you don’t use that line on women.”
Gwaine winked at him. “Only for you, Merlin. Only for you,” he paused and then nudged him with his shoulder and asked jokingly, “so what about it? Mind if I slip my sword into your scabbard?”
Merlin brought his hand to his mouth to stiffle his laughter. He glanced across the fire at Arthur who met his look with dark eyes.
‘Do it’ Arthur mouthed at him across the fire.
Merlin swallowed, his laughter instantly gone, replaced with a shiver down his spine. Merlin0 tore his gaze away from Arthur’s. He leaned closer into Gwaine and glanced at him as he replied slightly breathlessly, “yeah, yeah alright then.”
Merlin could feel Arthur’s eyes on them as he slid off the log and settled on his knees between Gwaine’s thighs.
Gwaine shifted uncomfortably. “Merlin,” he asked quietly. “What are you doing?”
Merlin looked up at him with a wicked grin. “I’m preparing your sword for my scabbard. Steadying your stead for battle.”
“No,” replied Gwaine. “I mean...” He nodded across the fire at Arthur, and suddenly noticed Arthur’s face. “Oh! Wow, really? Okay. Yeah, go on then.”
With slightly shaky hands, Merlin unlaced Gwaine’s breeches and pulled them open, freeing his erection. Merlin shifted slightly so that he could see Arthur out of the corner of his eye and then wrapped his fingers around Gwaine's cock and slid his hand up and down his shaft experimentally. Then Merlin licked his lips and glanced up through fanned eyelashes at Gwaine.
Gwaine watched him with a look of awe on his face, not quite able to believe what was happening. He’d taken a few lasses to bed at once before. But this… Merlin, with Arthur watching… Well, it was completely unexpected. Merlin’s mouth enclosed around the head of his cock and his tongue swirled around it. He hissed and grasped Merlin’s hair.
“Dear Gods, Merlin!” he exclaimed, gripping his hair tighter unable to help but thrust slowly into his mouth.
Merlin let him fuck his mouth, sucking and licking him as best he could given that Gwaine was getting more and more enthusiastic, nudging at the back of his throat. Merlin pulled off and wiped at his mouth. He looked over at Arthur briefly who merely nodded. Merlin got to his feet and pushed up his tunic to untie his breeches. He let them drop and pushed them off along with his boots and socks.
Merlin reached behind him and bit his lip as he pulled a wooden plug from his arse and threw it aside. Gwaine stared unbelievingly over at the plug, glistening in the firelight. Before he could register it, Merlin was climbing into his lap. Merlin looked into his eyes asking for his permission, Gwaine answered by holding Merlin by the hips and nodding, as he helped to guide his cock to Merlin’s hole.
Merlin rode Gwaine slowly, as if he were taking a leisurely ride through the forest, sighing and gasping as he took his pleasure.
“Fuck! Merlin, you’re positively sinful,” murmured Gwaine into his ear. Merlin ground down on him swivelling his hips as he did. “Ah, Merlin. I’m… I’m!”
Gwaine groaned and buried his head in the crook of Merlin’s neck as he came. Then Merlin pushed off of him and pulled on his trousers, grabbing his boots. Gwaine watched as Arthur got up from the log and followed Merlin, as he lead him into the woods by the hand. Gwaine listened, still dazed, to the sounds of Arthur and Merlin fucking in the undergrowth, whimpers and moans and gasps. Yells from Merlin of yes, yes, yeses before they both cried out. Then there was quiet except for the sound of both men catching their breath in the darkness of the night.
Gwaine ran a hand over his face and proceeded to lace himself up. “I’ve done a lot of things,” he muttered to himself. “But that was the most messed up of all.”
Pairing(s): Merlin/Gwaine (Merlin), Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)
Character(s): Merlin, Arthur Pendragon, Gwaine
Word Count: 775
Rating: Explicit
Summary: Gwaine decides to use his best chat up lines to jokingly seduce Merlin. Arthur hears them from across the fire and encourages Merlin to have Gwaine fuck him whilst Arthur watches. They like the Knights to think that they’ve conquered Merlin. But really it’s Merlin & Arthur making the conquests and Gwaine is just another Knight to add to the list.
Warnings: Dub Con, Public Sex, Exhibitionism, Voyeurism
Notes: This was written for Pornalot 2017. Also on AO3 here.
The night was dark and quiet around them. The silence only broken by the occasional cracking of logs and someone shifting to become more comfortable around the fire. Merlin smiled to himself and stretched his legs out in front of him. Gwaine grinned happily took a swig from his wine skin, then offered it to Merlin. Merlin accepted and only spluttered slightly as the liquor burned his throat going down.
Gwaine laughed and leaned in towards him. “So Merlin,” he began, using what Merlin recognised as his most seductive tone. “How'd you like to ride my stallion? He's well trained for battle.”
Merlin choked out a laugh. “Oh my Gods, Gwaine! I hope you don’t use that line on women.”
Gwaine winked at him. “Only for you, Merlin. Only for you,” he paused and then nudged him with his shoulder and asked jokingly, “so what about it? Mind if I slip my sword into your scabbard?”
Merlin brought his hand to his mouth to stiffle his laughter. He glanced across the fire at Arthur who met his look with dark eyes.
‘Do it’ Arthur mouthed at him across the fire.
Merlin swallowed, his laughter instantly gone, replaced with a shiver down his spine. Merlin0 tore his gaze away from Arthur’s. He leaned closer into Gwaine and glanced at him as he replied slightly breathlessly, “yeah, yeah alright then.”
Merlin could feel Arthur’s eyes on them as he slid off the log and settled on his knees between Gwaine’s thighs.
Gwaine shifted uncomfortably. “Merlin,” he asked quietly. “What are you doing?”
Merlin looked up at him with a wicked grin. “I’m preparing your sword for my scabbard. Steadying your stead for battle.”
“No,” replied Gwaine. “I mean...” He nodded across the fire at Arthur, and suddenly noticed Arthur’s face. “Oh! Wow, really? Okay. Yeah, go on then.”
With slightly shaky hands, Merlin unlaced Gwaine’s breeches and pulled them open, freeing his erection. Merlin shifted slightly so that he could see Arthur out of the corner of his eye and then wrapped his fingers around Gwaine's cock and slid his hand up and down his shaft experimentally. Then Merlin licked his lips and glanced up through fanned eyelashes at Gwaine.
Gwaine watched him with a look of awe on his face, not quite able to believe what was happening. He’d taken a few lasses to bed at once before. But this… Merlin, with Arthur watching… Well, it was completely unexpected. Merlin’s mouth enclosed around the head of his cock and his tongue swirled around it. He hissed and grasped Merlin’s hair.
“Dear Gods, Merlin!” he exclaimed, gripping his hair tighter unable to help but thrust slowly into his mouth.
Merlin let him fuck his mouth, sucking and licking him as best he could given that Gwaine was getting more and more enthusiastic, nudging at the back of his throat. Merlin pulled off and wiped at his mouth. He looked over at Arthur briefly who merely nodded. Merlin got to his feet and pushed up his tunic to untie his breeches. He let them drop and pushed them off along with his boots and socks.
Merlin reached behind him and bit his lip as he pulled a wooden plug from his arse and threw it aside. Gwaine stared unbelievingly over at the plug, glistening in the firelight. Before he could register it, Merlin was climbing into his lap. Merlin looked into his eyes asking for his permission, Gwaine answered by holding Merlin by the hips and nodding, as he helped to guide his cock to Merlin’s hole.
Merlin rode Gwaine slowly, as if he were taking a leisurely ride through the forest, sighing and gasping as he took his pleasure.
“Fuck! Merlin, you’re positively sinful,” murmured Gwaine into his ear. Merlin ground down on him swivelling his hips as he did. “Ah, Merlin. I’m… I’m!”
Gwaine groaned and buried his head in the crook of Merlin’s neck as he came. Then Merlin pushed off of him and pulled on his trousers, grabbing his boots. Gwaine watched as Arthur got up from the log and followed Merlin, as he lead him into the woods by the hand. Gwaine listened, still dazed, to the sounds of Arthur and Merlin fucking in the undergrowth, whimpers and moans and gasps. Yells from Merlin of yes, yes, yeses before they both cried out. Then there was quiet except for the sound of both men catching their breath in the darkness of the night.
Gwaine ran a hand over his face and proceeded to lace himself up. “I’ve done a lot of things,” he muttered to himself. “But that was the most messed up of all.”
