Pthon 2011: KMM fill
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blue_eyed_1987Title: Untitled
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
summary: Merlin has a hair trigger prostate, and comes early. Arthur finds this slightly frustrating, until he discovers Merlin can come both early and often.
A/N: written for the summer pornathon challenge 5: Fill a prompt on the kink meme. I picked this one. This may get expanded once my porn-fu comes back off holiday :)
The very first time Arthur had hit Merlin's prostate, he'd thread his fingers through Arthur's hair and pulled, sending sparks skittering down Arthur's spine.
The second time he'd shouted Arthur's name.
The third time he'd come untouched, warmth splattering between their stomachs. Merlin had panted apologies into Arthur's neck. Arthur had been so shocked he'd come shortly after and spent the afterglow feeling like some kind of Sex God.
The novelty of having a boyfriend with a trigger prostate however, soon wore off. Arthur has tried to avoid Merlin's prostate when he's fucking him, but Merlin just loves being fucked, as much as Arthur loves fucking, he shifts and arches and Arthur then only has to hit Merlin's prostate once and Merlin's shuddering and coming.
It's not that Arthur doesn't find the sex unsatisfying. It is. What Merlin lacks in stamina he more than makes up for with imagination, it's just. Arthur could go all night, easily. He wants to see Merlin all fucked out, exhausted, and trembling after hours of sex. He wants bedsheets soaked with sweat. He wants to wake up the next day with new aches when he moves – reminders of everything good in his life while he's sitting through boring meetings.
He just wants.
~~~
“Arthur.” Merlin whimpers as he comes, clenching around Arthur. Arthur feels the familiar pull of disappointment as he fucks Merlin through his orgasm.
“No.” Merlin says, hands gripping Arthur's arms as he starts to pull out. “You don't have to – you could, y'know. Carry on.”
“I don't want to hurt you.”
Merlin smiles fondly up at him and fumbles around on the bed for the lube, pushing it into Arthur's hand. “Just do it, yeah?”
Arthur hisses as he slicks himself up again. He bites his lip and thrusts back inside, slowly, holding back as much as he can. Merlin frowns a bit but after a few more thrusts he's smiling contently, arching into them like a lazy cat in the sun.
His reaction spurs Arthur on, and he fucks Merlin in earnest, shuddering as pleasure curls through his stomach. Merlin smirks up at him, hands stroking down Arthur's chest, thumbing at his nipples. Arthur ducks his head and gasps. Merlin props himself up on his elbow and uses his other hand to pull Arthur into a kiss.
“I like this, normally I'm too distracted to do much.” Merlin smirks as he runs his nails lightly down Arthur's sides, making Arthur shiver.
“Bastard.” Arthur mutters as he thrusts harder.
“Oh,” Merlin breathes, “oh.” Merlin's breath quickens and Arthur can see Merlin's cock start to fill again.
“Merlin, Merlin.” Arthur pants, wide eyed. “Are you?”
“I- yes. Harder.” Merlin throws his head back against the pillows.
Arthur obliges, watching as Merlin's throat works silently, eyes wide and blown. Arthur angles and finds Merlin's prostate, hitting firmly. Merlin braces himself against the headboard and arches, forcing Arthur deeper. Arthur groans loudly, pleasure melting his spine and pooling in his belly.
“Oh, fuck.” Merlin whispers, shoulders curling up. Arthur can feel Merlin start to tighten around him, and Arthur wraps a hand around Merlin's leaking cock, pumping steadily. Merlin cries Arthur's name and comes again, come mixing with the already drying mess on his stomach.
“Oh, god, Merlin.” Arthur breathes, fucking him harder, feeling his orgasm start to rise from his toes. His vision whites out as he comes, hips stuttering.
Arthur 's arms give out and he ends up smothering Merlin slightly.
“Oh, fuck.” Merlin whimpers, trembling under Arthur.
“Yeah, yeah.” Arthur swallows and groans as he moves himself off Merlin, wincing as his arms complain at having to support his weight again.
Merlin flops over on to his side, grinning like a fool.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arthur/Merlin
summary: Merlin has a hair trigger prostate, and comes early. Arthur finds this slightly frustrating, until he discovers Merlin can come both early and often.
A/N: written for the summer pornathon challenge 5: Fill a prompt on the kink meme. I picked this one. This may get expanded once my porn-fu comes back off holiday :)
The very first time Arthur had hit Merlin's prostate, he'd thread his fingers through Arthur's hair and pulled, sending sparks skittering down Arthur's spine.
The second time he'd shouted Arthur's name.
The third time he'd come untouched, warmth splattering between their stomachs. Merlin had panted apologies into Arthur's neck. Arthur had been so shocked he'd come shortly after and spent the afterglow feeling like some kind of Sex God.
The novelty of having a boyfriend with a trigger prostate however, soon wore off. Arthur has tried to avoid Merlin's prostate when he's fucking him, but Merlin just loves being fucked, as much as Arthur loves fucking, he shifts and arches and Arthur then only has to hit Merlin's prostate once and Merlin's shuddering and coming.
It's not that Arthur doesn't find the sex unsatisfying. It is. What Merlin lacks in stamina he more than makes up for with imagination, it's just. Arthur could go all night, easily. He wants to see Merlin all fucked out, exhausted, and trembling after hours of sex. He wants bedsheets soaked with sweat. He wants to wake up the next day with new aches when he moves – reminders of everything good in his life while he's sitting through boring meetings.
He just wants.
~~~
“Arthur.” Merlin whimpers as he comes, clenching around Arthur. Arthur feels the familiar pull of disappointment as he fucks Merlin through his orgasm.
“No.” Merlin says, hands gripping Arthur's arms as he starts to pull out. “You don't have to – you could, y'know. Carry on.”
“I don't want to hurt you.”
Merlin smiles fondly up at him and fumbles around on the bed for the lube, pushing it into Arthur's hand. “Just do it, yeah?”
Arthur hisses as he slicks himself up again. He bites his lip and thrusts back inside, slowly, holding back as much as he can. Merlin frowns a bit but after a few more thrusts he's smiling contently, arching into them like a lazy cat in the sun.
His reaction spurs Arthur on, and he fucks Merlin in earnest, shuddering as pleasure curls through his stomach. Merlin smirks up at him, hands stroking down Arthur's chest, thumbing at his nipples. Arthur ducks his head and gasps. Merlin props himself up on his elbow and uses his other hand to pull Arthur into a kiss.
“I like this, normally I'm too distracted to do much.” Merlin smirks as he runs his nails lightly down Arthur's sides, making Arthur shiver.
“Bastard.” Arthur mutters as he thrusts harder.
“Oh,” Merlin breathes, “oh.” Merlin's breath quickens and Arthur can see Merlin's cock start to fill again.
“Merlin, Merlin.” Arthur pants, wide eyed. “Are you?”
“I- yes. Harder.” Merlin throws his head back against the pillows.
Arthur obliges, watching as Merlin's throat works silently, eyes wide and blown. Arthur angles and finds Merlin's prostate, hitting firmly. Merlin braces himself against the headboard and arches, forcing Arthur deeper. Arthur groans loudly, pleasure melting his spine and pooling in his belly.
“Oh, fuck.” Merlin whispers, shoulders curling up. Arthur can feel Merlin start to tighten around him, and Arthur wraps a hand around Merlin's leaking cock, pumping steadily. Merlin cries Arthur's name and comes again, come mixing with the already drying mess on his stomach.
“Oh, god, Merlin.” Arthur breathes, fucking him harder, feeling his orgasm start to rise from his toes. His vision whites out as he comes, hips stuttering.
Arthur 's arms give out and he ends up smothering Merlin slightly.
“Oh, fuck.” Merlin whimpers, trembling under Arthur.
“Yeah, yeah.” Arthur swallows and groans as he moves himself off Merlin, wincing as his arms complain at having to support his weight again.
Merlin flops over on to his side, grinning like a fool.
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