Arthur Pendragon x reader Imagines (BBC Merlin)

Wedding Night Jitters (Smut)

As you neared Arthur's chambers a feeling of dread washed over you. You would wake tomorrow no longer a virgin. While you trusted Arthur, you did not wish for others to hear noises that should only be reserved for your husband. While Arthur had bucked tradition by marrying a commoner, he could not escape this tradition.

Arthur opened the door but you hesitated on going inside. Arthur looked over and saw your widened eyes and he turned to face you. His hand goes up to cup your face, "just keep those eyes on me, my love; it'll be alright, I promise you." He soothes as he walks backwards into the room. You try to turn your head but his hands were firm yet gentle. "Just keep those beautiful eyes on me." He says softly and you follow him into the room.

Someone else closes the door behind you and you flinch once the door shuts. Arthur leads you toward the bed and sits you down upon it and he sits down next to you. His hand moves to brush the loose hair from your face; the touch was so gentle almost hesitant. "I—I can't do this—Arthur—not while their listening." You whisper shaking your head as tears welled in your eyes.

Arthur cups your cheek with his hand, "forget about them—this night is ours. They cannot take that away from us—it's just you and me." He says placing his other hand on your other cheek.

"Arthur—" you say hesitantly.

"Just you and me." He repeats before leaning in. His lips brush against your own before connecting them. The kiss was gentle as Arthur tried to warm you up to the idea. But you eventually gave in to his lips and began kissing back.

Arthur's lips migrated from your lips and went lower to your chin and then your neck. His mouth was warm against your skin as he pressed kisses to it. "Oh—Arthur." You whisper and your husband smirks against your skin.

He moves his head back to stare at you, "do you trust me?" He asks.

Your hand goes up to trace the side of his face and you nod, "always." You reply and Arthur's hands began to move to untie your dress but you quickly grew terrified and grabbed his hands to stop him. "Can—can you go first?" You ask him softly.

He smiled and kissed your forehead, "of course." He replied, standing up and untying his shirt and pulling it over his head. You watched as his chest was revealed to you and you could feel your cheeks heat up. You had married a very handsome man after all. He tossed his shirt aside then walked over to you. He took one of your hands and placed it on his bare chest.

He let your hands explore his chest as this was all new to you. He tried to hold back his groan as your hands explored; you truly did not know the effect your hands had on him.  "Can I try and take your dress off now, beautiful?" He asks after a while of quiet torture. You look up at him and nod slowly. You feel his hands reach for the strings of your dress and begin to unlace them. But before he does, he places your hands onto his shoulders, "if you need me to slow down just squeeze my shoulders, alright?" He tells you and you nod.

You feel the final lace unlace from your gown. You take a deep breath as Arthur slides the sleeves down your shoulders. Just before he can slide it down to reveal your breasts you squeeze his shoulders and he immediately stops. "Are you still doing okay?" He asks worried, wondering if he had gone too fast.

"No—no—your great—I just—I needed to breathe for a moment." You explain and he just nods. He waits for you to give him the go ahead before pulling it the rest of the way down.

You try to hide yourself from him but Arthur wouldn't let you, "hey-hey, look at me—you're beautiful, you don't have to hide from me." He reminds you and he takes your wrists in his grip and you slowly allow him to move them. He smiled, "just as I thought—beautiful." He whispers and you let out a shy smile and Arthur sees, "there's my girl." He says before leaning you back against the bed.