Merlin awoke to the sound of birds chirping outside of his window. Gauis was out traveling to another village in Camelot to bring medicine to the children of the villagers. Some mysterious plague had occurred in some of the children. It was odd, they both thought. Only in the children, and not caused by any plant they could find. It was up to Merlin to fix his own breakfast. He groggily made his way down the the main floor and splashed his face with water in an effort to wake up. He searched around the kitchen for some food, and found some bread. He guessed this was the only thing he could eat for a while other than fruit. Merlin shivered at the thought of making some of Gauis's traditional soup.
Since Gauis was away, Merlin decided he had the day to himself. Oh but he was still Arthur's servant. Ah, he will take the punishment. In fact, he didn't really mind being punished by him. He began to search around his chamber, gently tracing his fingers along the spines of old, dusty books. He made his way up the stairs to the balcony of sorts, still browsing through books, picking up some and reading about magic, about different creatures, and medicine. Hours had gone by, and he reached the last book on the shelf. This one looked peculiar. There was so much dust on it he couldn't read the title on the spine. He brushed it off slowly with his worn fingers, and squinted his eyes at the title.
"Magic of the Future..." The young warlock mumbled as he pulled the relic out of its resting spot. He opened it to the first, stained page. On it was scribbled Gauis. Thoroughly intrigued already, Merlin began to flip through the pages. He stumbled on a page titled "Bringing the future to the present". Underneath the title a spell was written. There were a few pictures of things past wizards and warlocks have brought back from the future before. The objects all looked so foreign to Merlin. Of course the pages that followed thoroughly explained the dangers of completing this spell, and added another spell at the end to return the object that was managed to be brought from the future. At this point, Merlin knew most of the extent of his powers, and decided to give this a go. He made his way back down, and set the book on a bench. He cleared the table they both eat at, anxious to try this. He placed his hand out in front of him, pointing it at the table. Merlin studied the book again, and repeated the spell. Nothing happened, so he tried again. After what seemed like too many times, he sat down to have an apple.
Merlin looked outside the window, and he decided it was the early afternoon. He was surprised Arthur hadn't come looking for him yet. Slightly hurt that he didn't search for him in his chambers, he decided to keep trying. Merlin got up and took a big breath. Lets do this. Merlin held out his hand once again, and repeated the same spell. His eyes shone a brilliant gold, and smoke and dust started to swirl around the table. Its happening! Suddenly he heard the table's wooden boards being snapped and crushed. When the curtain of dust and smoke drifted into the air, a large wooden structure was sitting on top of the sad remains of the table. Merlin was in utter shock. He didn't move or say anything for a whole minute. He came to his senses and fluttered through the pages of the book. He found a picture that looked like what he had just summoned. There wasn't much information on it, but Merlin gathered that it was a musical instrument that used white and black keys made of sugar pine. He slowly stepped up to it, and pressed some of the keys. It made a beautiful sound, he couldn't describe it with words. He kept playing around with the keys, eventually forming a sequence of chords. Right as he was getting it, the door burst open, bringing in a heavy breathing, sexy prince.
"Arthur!" He stammered, stumbling away from the instrument. The gorgeous prince was dressed in armor, and Merlin resisted the urge to chuckle at the haphazardness of the fastened pieces of steel. His hair was damp with beads of sweat, and strands of the blond locks cast over his eyebrows, making him look, oh so sexy. Arthur seemed to steady himself, but his face shown utter shock as his eyes studied the musical instrument before him. "What the hell is this?" Arthur questioned.
Merlin had absolutely no clue what to say to his gorgeous master. He didn't usually see Arthur as his master, but when he was in his presence, he didn't mind it at all. Finally the servant finally stammered out something along the lines of
"I..I don't know sire, it was here when I got back...". A very shabby excuse, but what could the Prince do? Accuse Merlin of having magic? Clumsy old Merlin? Absolutely not.
Arthur had gone through over half of his day without Merlin. He knew Gaius wasn't here at the moment, so he assumed that Merlin was busy doing chores and running errands that Gaius usually does, so he decided not to waste his time looking for him. After training however, he realized how much he valued Merlin, and began to get worried. After roughly an hour of searching, he found him in his chambers. When he burst in, he immediately felt silly for getting so worried. He tried to calm himself down, as he was out of breath. The image of Merlin standing like that, startled, was so weirdly attractive. Such a small boy, barely a man. Oh the things he would love to do with him. The Prince brought himself back into the moment. He had just walked in on Merlin with this weird contraption. He could not even describe what it was.
"What was that noise I heard before I came in?" The Prince interrogated. Merlin delicately stepped forward towards the object, without speaking a word. His fingers pressed a few of the white pieces of what looked like wood. The sound that came from the small action was breathtaking. Merlin looked at him with large, brown eyes, that put Arthur in a state of such content and serenity. He stepped forward next to Merlin and pressed a few of the white things. The sound shattered the Princes calm state and he drew his hand back quickly. He looked at Merlin and his face grew red at his smirk. God was he cute.
Arthur is so awkward and adorable... Merlin thought, letting a small smile escape. He drew his attention back to the instrument, and began playing the chords that he figured out before. After a minute or two of this he looked back at Arthur.
They were both so entranced by the music, the chords were still ringing in their ears. It seemed as though there was nothing else around them. Just them, and the music. They subconsciously drew themselves closer to each other, until their lips were touching. The kiss was deep and meaningful. When their lips parted, they realized their arms were around each other.
"You...you have no idea...how long I've wanted to do that..." Arthur said quietly and slowly. Merlin's heart soared.
"Me too..."
They enveloped their lips again, this time deeper. Merlin leaned his whole body into the strong Prince, and the small servant began to feel a fire growing in his hips, slowly spreading through his veins, until his whole body felt like he was engulfed in warmth and passion. He felt Arthur's chest heaving with each breath, which turned Merlin on even more. When they finally stepped away from each other, Merlin's peripheral vision caught a little situation in his own pants. His face grew beet red when he saw Arthur's eyes flicker down there as well. Merlin turned around, not knowing what to do out of sheer embarrassment. He heard the the Prince take off all of his armor, and set it on the ground. He felt his strong arms wrap around his stomach, and light kisses began to trickle down his neck. Once again, Merlin was lost in a state of bliss. he did not even notice his breath grow heavier, or that he let out a small moan when Arthur's hand lightly grasped his member through the cloth of his pants.
Arthur looped his fingers in his servants waistband and snuck his hand onto his member. Once his hand was firmly around it, he began stroking his hand up and down, lost in the sound of Merlin's breaths and moans. His servant sunk into his body, and he easily held him up. Merlin grabbed onto Arthur's waist to hold himself up. Merlin's moans got louder, and so did his breathing. All of a sudden, Merlin finished, The warmth spreading over Arthur's hand as he slowed his strokes. Merlin came back from the world of bliss, and stood up straight, turning around to face Arthur.
"Wow..." Is the only thing he could think of to say.
"You are going to have to pay me back Merlin" Arthur smiled.
Thank you for reading and voting! I greatly appreciate it. This was a request from Eren0403. A few hours shy of one year late... I wasn't planning on going as far into smut as I did with this one but I got carried away:) I'm going to stop apologizing for my awful schedule because I'm sure you guys are sick of it. If you are still reading this book I thank you so much for sticking around!! I WILL continue, and I promise before 2019. With much love, Elaine.
