Merlin kneeled before Arthur his head bowed. The extra king's crown raised in the air, before being placed upon Merlin's head.
"Raise, Merlin Pendragon, King of Camelot, and court sorcerer," Arthur spoke, holding his hand out for Merlin to take.
Merlin grabbed Arthur's hand and rose. The sound of applause and laughter filled the room.
Merlin turned and smiled. Guinevere cried with excitement as she held Lancelot's hand.
"All hail the kings!"
As the night came to an end, Merlin grabbed Arthur's hand and led him to their chambers.
"So needy," Arthur laughed.
"I have been off my supplements as you requested, and yeah, I'm really horny,"
Arthur pushed Merlin through the door, locking it behind them before pushing Merlin against it.
"I know, I felt the way you were dancing against me in front of everyone."
"I'm a king now, they can't say or do anything about it,"
"I can,"
"And what are you going to do, Mr. Pendragon?" Merlin challenged.
"On your knees, now!"
"Are you ordering me?" Merlin asked.
"I am," Arthur said sternly.
Merlin swallowed and dropped to his knees. Arthur reached forward caressing Merlin's cheeks.
Merlin looked up at Arthur innocently before sucking on Arthur's thumb.
"Such a slut," Arthur muttered and Merlin smirked.
Merlin's eyes turned gold and both boys were naked, their clothes folded neatly on the table.
Arthur removed his thumb grabbing the base of his cøck. Merlin leaned forward and sucked on the tip.
"Suck my cøck, baby,"
Merlin didn't have to be told twice as he placed his hands on Arthur's hips and bobbed his head wildly taking Arthur down his throat.
A moan of pleasure escaped Arthur's lips as he felt Merlin settle into a rhythm.
Arthur's hands found their way to Merlin's black hair. Merlin's lips stretched perfectly around Arthur's cøck.
Arthur sighs and his head rolls back. Merlin tapped Arthur's leg twice giving him permission.
Arthur grabbed a fist full of Merlin's hair and worked him up and down his cøck shoving his head down and hitting the back of his throat forcefully before slowly pulling him back up.
"Fück," Arthur moaned, his legs shaking.
He pulled away from Merlin and grabbed the base of his cøck.
"On the bed now,"
Merlin didn't have to be told twice as he quickly ran to the bed, and laid on his back.
Arthur grabbed the jar of oil before joining Merlin on the bed.
"Do you need any prepping?"
"No, just get inside me, Arthur please," Merlin begged.
Arthur rolled his eyes and opened the jar of oil spreading the liquid along his shaft, placing the jar on the table next to the bed, before pushing his way inside Merlin.
Merlin's face scrunched up with a mixture of pain and pleasure. When Arthur bottomed out he allowed Merlin to adjust.
"M-Move, now, please," Merlin whispered.
Arthur's movements were slow at first but soon were harder and harder with each thrust.
"Yes, oh god, Arthur," Merlin moaned, his hands wrapping around Arthur's neck.
Arthur kissed Merlin's neck taking the skin in between his teeth. Merlin couldn't help but moan and push back against his husband.
"M-More, harder,"
Arthur's thrusts were urgent slamming deep each time.
The sound of skin slapping against one another filled the room, turning both boys on much more.
"I love you," Merlin moaned, his fingers combing through Arthur's blonde hair.
"I love you too, Merlin,"
Arthur flipped them over to Merlin's favorite position. Merlin loves riding Arthur.
He loves the faces the king makes when he grinds his hips in a circular motion.
He especially loves the expression he gets when Arthur's about to cüm.
Merlin lifted himself ever so slightly his legs letting him get a deep satisfying rhythm on Arthur's cøck.
Arthur's hands held Merlin's hips as he shifted slamming into the boy's prostate instantly, causing the young warlock to moan loudly.
"I want you to fill me with you babies, Arthur," Merlin moaned.
"Believe me, it's getting there," Arthur muttered.
Merlin grinds his hips in a circular motion, causing the king's head to roll back, his eyes to close, and his lips parted as a deep moan slip past them.
Merlin leaned back his hands resting on Arthur's knees as he rode the king, like his life depended on it.
Up and down Merlin slid on Arthur's cøck working it slowly pleasuring himself and teasing Arthur.
"Merlin," Arthur growled, not enjoying the fact that his husband was trying to tease him.
"What am I doing, Arthur?" Merlin asked innocently.
"You know what,"
"I don't think I do,"
Arthur smirked sliding his hand up Merlin's back and then down to Merlin's hips holding him in place while he began rapidly thrusting upwards ducking Merlin senselessly and making him cry out.
"Arthur!" Merlin screamed, unable to control his orgasm.
Cüm splatters against Arthur's chest causing the king to groan from the warm feeling, but that never stops Arthur's movements.
Merlin whimpered trying to control his movements but having no luck at all. Arthur flipped the boy over slamming into Merlin repeatedly.
Merlin begged and begged for Arthur to release inside him, begging to be impregnated with his baby.
Arthur's breathing was labored, his muscles clutching, as he finally reached his orgasm.
Merlin felt every pulse and throb of Arthur's cøck.
When Arthur finally came down from his height he pulled away from Merlin.
Both boys lay there catching their breaths. The boys looked at one another, both smiling.
"I love you, you clotpole,"
"I love you, dollop head,"
"That's my word," Merlin whines.
"But yet it fits you,"
Merlin quickly grabbed his pillow smacking Arthur with it.
