Merlin One Shots

The Magic Of Love - Merlin X Reader

"Don't stop, please," I pant, my back arched slightly from the pleasure.

"I wouldn't want to," Merlin says as his lies above me, his deep blue eyes looking into my own.

I'm amazed he has kept going this long, as I'm breathless and I'm not even doing anything. Suddenly I feel an explosion of pleasure coursing through every vein in my body, causing me to moan from the pleasure. Merlin then begins to make similar sounds to me, his mouth opens slightly to let the sound escape from his lips. I can feel the result of his pleasure inside of me as another surge of my own comes along.

"Merlin... " I can barely breathe now, my hands grabbing the sheets as each climax increases in intensity.

"I promised I'd go until you begged me to stop, so if you want it, beg." His dominant side never shows unless we are alone together and then he uses it to his advantage.

"I can't, Merlin, I can barely breathe." He smiles kindly and lies next to me, his hand resting on my chest to calm my breathing.

"You were amazing!" I tell him. He smiles even more, his grin filling his face. He laughs slightly, his eyes squinting as he does so. He has a beautiful laugh and I never want him to stop.

"I love you Merlin," I say as I kiss him.

"I love you more," he replies, his hand caressing my cheek as I blush. I can't think of anyone I'd rather be loved by except Merlin.

"You seem tired, (Y/n). Get some sleep." He gets out of the bed and goes to put on his shirt.

"Where are you going?" I ask, almost demanding.

"I have to go back to my room. People can't know about us."

"Who gives a damn, Merlin? Who cares if Arthur finds out? He can't come between us! I love you and all I want to do is just spend the night with you. Please?"

I'm almost crying. I've been after an opportunity to spend the night with Merlin for years and its finally come, so I'm not letting it go now. I won't let it go now.

"The bed's too small."

"And? It'll be warmer."

He smiles and begins to blush before taking his shirt back off.

"Move over then," he sighs as he clambers in next to me. I turn and rest my head on his chest and match my breathing with his. His chest moves up and down rhythmically, like a ship on the waves. And it's the small things like this which make me love him more. The small things that make me sleep.

*A/N: This is so short and I've been meaning to write it for ages but I never finished it. (PhoenixRebelion are you happy now?) Thanks for reading.