Fanfic One Shots

Merlin

*** I do not own Merlin, any of it's characters or places. I also do not own the BBC.***

I have almost all of my chores done for the day. All of Gwen's dirty clothes are in a basket by the door. The bed is made. All of the surfaces wiped down. Every stray item carefully put away. I have placed the King and Queen's dinner on the table, covered to keep warm.

I give the room one more once over before I allow myself to leave, basket in tow. I walk down the stairs to my left to leave the clothes with the washer.

By the time I get back to mine and Merlin's cottage, I am starving and ready to start on dinner. When I open the door I am surprised to see Merlin there already. A heavenly aroma hits my nose and my mouth waters. I am so hungry. I'd skipped lunch that day to make sure I got all of my chores for the Queen done today.

I am greeted by a broad smile and a warm hug from Merlin. He pulls me into his arms and kisses my hair.
"Welcome home, my love." He whispers into my ear.
A shudder rolls down my body. I blush as he gives me a knowing look. He slowly pulls off my shawl and places it on the hook by the door. He takes my hand gently and leads me to the table. He kisses my temple as he pulls out my chair then scoots me in. I watch as the muscles in his shoulders ripple as he grabs plates for us from the kitchen. He goes back for our glasses and sits next to me.
"This smells wonderful, Merlin, I'm famished." I tell him with a smile.
"I figured you would be. Gwen told me to make sure that I take extra good care of you tonight, you worked very hard today." He looks at me proudly. I look down and see chicken, potatoes, cheese and a cluster of small, sweet tomatoes. My mouth begins to water again.
"Thank you." I tell him before I start to dig in.
"Anything and everything in the world for you, Alyssa."
I sigh contentedly once I'm about halfway through my meal.
"How was your day?" I ask between forkfuls.
"Much the same as usual. Attending to Arthur's every whim. He wants to leave on a hunting trip tomorrow. He says it will last only two nights. I expect three."
"Oh." I place my fork down. "That should be fun." I say and force a smile.
The last time they left they almost didn't come back. Morgana is still out there trying to kill Arthur so she can have the throne. Merlin will do whatever it takes to keep him alive.
I feel his hand cupping my cheek and lifting my face back up to his.
"I always come back to you." He says as he wipes away a tear that I was desperately trying to keep from falling. He kisses my forehead then turns back to his plate. He looks up at me and frowns.
"I've lost my appetite." I whisper.
"What if I feed you?" He asks, pulling my chair closer to him. He pulls my plate over too and grabs one of the small tomatoes. He raises it slowly to my mouth. I open it for him and he places it on my tongue. He traces my bottom lip with his thumb as I chew. Another shudder rakes through my body. He picks up my fork this time and gives me a forkful of chicken. I chew slowly, my eyes locked with his. Once I've swallowed he moves to grab a piece of cheese. I grab his hand.
"If your finished, I'm not quite hungry for food anymore." I tell him in a whisper, blushing at how his eyes darken.
"Hungry for something else, are you?" He asks.
"Yes. You."
"Well, we'd better take care of you then, shouldn't we?" He says as he leans in towards me. He captures my lips with his and begins to kiss me sweetly. I sigh as he moves his lips light as a feather against mine. He snakes an arm around my waist and pulls me out of the chair and against his body. I can feel every line of his lean, muscled body against mine and can't wait to get out of our clothes and feel it skin on skin. I raise my hands to either side of his face and trace my fingertips down his cheekbones, down his neck and let them rest on his chest as he continues to kiss me. I'm rewarded with a shiver that runs down his spine. He pulls me closer and moves one hand to the back of my neck as his other rests against the small of my back. His lips leave mine and travel down my jaw to the base of my neck. He kisses and sucks the point where my neck meets my shoulder gently, pulling soft moans from my lips. I bury my face into his chest as he continues, his hands moving to the ties at the back of my dress. He deftly untied them and I'm left in my slip. He takes a step back and looks me over.
"Beautiful." He murmurs.
My heart flutters at how much I love this man. I blush as he appraises me. He walks around me and then I feel him flush against my back. He's tracing patterns into my shoulders and arms lightly as he kisses my temple. He lightly grabs the straps of my slip and slides them off of my shoulders, letting the material slide down my body and pool onto the floor. I am left naked and completely unashamed before him. He gently pulls my hair to one side and leans down kissing my neck again. I let out a sigh as he runs his hands down the length of my arms. One arm locks around my waist, his other hand travels south. My breath hitches in my throat and I feel him smile against my neck. He continues to give me soft, wet kisses on my neck as his hand finds my clitoris. I inhale quickly through my teeth. He runs his nose up my neck and into my hair as he begins to gently circle me with his index finger, only using the slightest pressure. His lips are at my ear.
"Do you like that, my love?" He whispers.
His breath is warm against my ear.
"Yes." I whimper pushing myself into his hand wanting more. He obliges beginning to circle my clit faster. I moan as the intensity of the pleasure he's giving me gets stronger. His lips move back to my neck as he slips his index and middle finger inside of me, moving his thumb to my clit. I feel his length twitch against the small of my back.
"You're so wet." He whimpers into my neck.
He starts to pump his fingers into me while working my nub with his thumb, still helping to hold me up with his other arm.
"Merlin!" I cry out as I begin to feel my orgasm coming on. He begins to pump into me slower, curling his fingers to hit that oh so sweet spot while intensifying the pressure he's using to circle me with his thumb. I cry out again at the sensation, feeling my legs quiver. His lips are back at my ear.
"Come for me, my love." He whispers, softly pulling my earlobe between his teeth.
"I want to hear you say my name." He says harshly, as his breathing becomes ragged as he listens to my moans.
"Fuck, Merlin!" I scream as my orgasm hits me, ripping through my body. I feel it from my head to my toes and I'm glad that he's holding me up. I hear a groan deep in his throat as I continue to moan his name, riding out my orgasm. When my moans cease and I am panting lightly he moves around me so that he's facing me again. He gently presses his lips to mine in the sweetest of touches. His hands run up and down my back slowly. He pulls away just for a second and then his lips are back on mine with more pressure this time. I pull back and begin to lift his shirt over his head. My mouth goes dry at the sight of his bare chest. He his heart achingly beautiful. I can't believe he's mine. I just like look at him in awe.
"What is it?" He asks.
I voice my last thought.
"There is no one else in this realm that I would rather belong to." He says. I close the space between us and kiss him as I start to unbuckle his trousers. They fall to the floor and he stands gloriously naked in front of me. He leads me over to the bed and pulls me on top of him, one arm securing around my waist, the other hand going into my hair, holding me to him. My hands explore his chest, matching his ardor with my own. He rolls us over and hovers on top of me. He trails kisses down my neck to my chest. He takes each breast into his mouth in turn, grazing the nipple with his teeth, causing my back to arch. He smiles as he continues his kisses down my stomach to the inside of my thighs. My breath gets caught in my throat as he gets closer and closer to the apex of my thighs. His nails lightly graze down my legs to my knees and he pulls them wider apart. He returns his kisses to my stomach and goes down until he reaches his destination, causing me to cry out. He gently rubs his tongue up and down the slit of my entrance, swirling around my most sensitive part as he reaches the top. He does this again and again until I am panting and squirming with my hands in his hair. Then, his tongue dips into my entrance he strokes up and down inside of me, hitting that oh so sweet spot. I cry out again, louder this time.
"There it is." He whispers against me.
"Merlin." I whisper.
"I know, baby." He says
He returns his tongue to my entrance dipping it back in. He strokes it up and down, hitting that spot so softly, so slowly. He reaches a hand up and starts to slowly circle a finger on my nub. The sensation in both spots is almost too much. My legs begin to tremble.
"That's right." He says against me. His breath against me pushes me even further. A strangled moan escapes my lips. He continues to stroke with his tongue and circle his finger, after a few more seconds, my body explodes again, I call out his name again and again as the feeling radiates throughout my body and I come back down to reality. He is hovering over me again, and his lips find mine. "I can't wait to be inside of you." He whispers. And then he is, slowly, sweetly. Just the tip at first, then he slowly slides his whole length in. Then back out. In and out. So slowly. The feeling is exquisite. He lays his weight down on me and rests his head in my neck, wrapping his arms around me. I place one hand on his head, the other I stroke up and down his strong back. He thrusts in and out. I tilt my hips up to meet him and try to speed him up a bit. He leans up, stilling me.
"No, no. Slow, please." He says.
He cradles my head with one arm and wraps the other around my waist. I place my hands on either hip. He slowly continues moving in and out of me. His breath comes out in a gust against my neck.
"You feel so good." He groans. I moan in response. He starts to move faster and I dig my nails into his side. He moans loudly in response, latching his lips around my neck and sucking softly. My eyes fly open and I scrape my nails down his back. I get another moan from him and he slams into me hard. I cry out and lock my arms around his neck. He slows his pace again and continues to torture me with his soft movements. I want more but want to make it last at the same time. My body craves release but I want to be this close to him for as long as I can. He continues to kiss my neck sweetly, letting out soft moans as he goes. I trail my fingertips down his back to the tops of his thighs and back up. I feel a shudder roll through him and I continue to do it down and back up again over and over. Then, on my way back up my thighs I use my nails again. He pushes into me harder and his breath hisses through his teeth.
"Bloody hell." He moans, his eyes screwed tight. He stills and tries to regain control. He leans up on his elbows and looks into my eyes.
"I know what you're trying to do and it's not going to work." He says with a smile. He pulls almost completely out of me except for the tip. He pushes in barely an inch and then back out again, still leaving only the tip. He continues to do this over and over teasing me, so slowly. He closes his eyes as his breathing gets heavier with mine.
He thrusts in farther this time. He moans loudly as I clench my walls around him. He continues to move in and out, slowly, not burying himself completely. I know he's going to keep doing it gradually, but I want him so badly. The rhythm is starting to take over me, I feel it building even though he isn't even completely inside me yet. My legs begin to quiver.
"Oh no you don't, not yet." He says and stills. I could cry. I want to come so badly and he won't relent.
"Merlin, please." I beg.
"Not yet, my love. Together." He says.
He begins to move again, pushing farther in this time, quickening his pace a bit. I moan quietly as he pushes himself further, halfway in now. He leans down, resting his chest on mine, cradling my face in his hands. He finally thrusts all the way into me.
"Oh, Alyssa." He chokes out threw a moan. He moans again immediately, thrusting faster, harder. He continues to moan and I start to feel it again.
"Merlin." I moan. "Merlin." I call out his name, like a prayer, seeking release. He rests his forehead on mine and moves faster and harder still, pushing me higher and higher.
"Look at me." He moans.
I open my eyes and wrap my fingers around his wrists as he continues to cradle my head.
I am so close, I can feel that he's trying to wait for me.
"Come on baby, give it to me." He groans.
And that's it. With one last thrust, I'm higher than I've ever been before. I feel tears running down my face, and my eyes close of their own accord. I feel him find his own release, burying himself completely into me and stilling, calling out my name. I'm still riding waves of my own release, moaning softly. He begins to move again and I moan again louder, his movement causing the sensation to go on and on. Finally I come down from my high, completely exhausted. I open my eyes and see Merlin looking at me, a soft content smile on his face. He reaches down and wipes away a stray tear.
"See, worth it." He says with a wink. I smile up at him. He pulls out of me slowly.
"Do you have any idea what you mean to me?" He asks softly.
"I may if it's how I feel for you." I whisper.
He smiles at me softly. I feel my eyes begin to droop. He pulls me to him and turns me so his back is to my chest and wraps his arms around my waist.
"Sleep my love, I know I've worn you out." He chuckles into my ear.
"So proud of yourself." I tease.
"That I can please my lady? Always." He says kissing my ear.
"I love you Merlin, more than my own life."
"And I you. Sleep now."