Tradimento (secondo capitolo)
Title: Betrayal
Fandom: Merlin
Paringa : Merlin / Arthur, Arthur / surprise (not so much, I admit)
Rating: NC-17 for this chapter
Disclaimer: No mine Merlin, Arthur is not mine, not mine all that makes their side dish.
Summary: There is always need a wife.
Notes : This story is slash . Men with men, yes.
When Merlin was able to bring the case back to what was said at all had stopped caring about him and left him leaning on the ground to try to pick up the pieces without cutting your hands.
"... I do not see how ..." He was telling Arthur.
"Think about it. We believe it is really the best solution. You should be able to find a wife and marry within the next month, as soon as possible. You will have the opportunity at once to consolidate your position and promise of an heir. "
" A wife. "
Even with head bowed, Merlin was able to perceive the uncertain note in the voice of Arthur. He had not stopped the ears rumble since Kay had announced their solution, and found that it continued to get small nicks, grasping hands with sharp pieces at all times.
I really hope that Arthur was shocked by what he proposed. He hoped that, irrationally, he had been taken from close to the stomach that he could not leave Merlin.
But then Arthur said, "It might be a good idea." And so Merlin stopped hoping.
Merlin did not think of anything. He had nothing to think, he said.
"Come here." Arthur said with a sigh, dropping on the bed.
Merlin leaned over to untie his boots without a word.
knew that Arthur was appreciating that their silence, the tranquility of their friendly shared space of her room, to not say a word. Did you know him so well that even if they went to bed together for only a few months, he knew exactly what the other meant by his voice toneless, almost reluctantly to take it with a shoulder to pull him toward him. Merlin stood up and sat. Arthur knew every movement, every meaning, and along with him was like a second nature. Something inside him was tight, something had broken, something had finally gone. But the ability to allow Arthur did what he wanted of him remained. Arthur
just pushed him, Merlin is not opposed no resistance and let lay on the bed. Above him smiled
Arthur and Merlin knew that he was glad to finally escaped to the directors and to be able to spend some 'time to do something just nice. He knew how he had to go.
let him kiss her, and kissed him in turn, allowed himself to strip despite Arthur was not used to and still had a touch too rude. He stood naked in front of a King outfit, turned his head away and with a shiver of anticipation left him to do.
"It 's been endless, right?" Arthur murmured against her collarbone, down to kiss a curved line along the stomach. Merlin is arched, without answering. For
Arthur liked tighten, and he did, went back along its body, dragged him over lying down on the sheets that Merlin had changed that morning and drove just to make him understand what he wanted. Merlin
pressed against him with all his body, but he did it quietly, because Arthur was tired and at this time preferred the languorous passion. Deprived him in slow motion is known, it licked his ear behind, along the vein in the neck, kissed her lips almost smiled and his eyes closed.
When he felt the heat mount, closed his eyes a moment to regain control and continued.
"Merlin." He named Arthur, and Merlin knew he wanted more, and went down to kiss the line below the navel. Then he took him in the mouth, very careful at the moment the other became the first wail away to increase the pace.
"Merlin ..." He continued
a while yet, but had also learned that Arthur liked to change, so went up by blowing on the wet trail that he had left and made her lie down on his back. Arthur smiled and kissed him long, both knew that he was too tired to do anything so they simply touching, looking for impossible to find a common rhythm.
Merlin came first, Arthur barely had time to squeeze a bit 'more against him. They were breathing heavy on the bed. Merlin the
looked good, a bit 'because he was still amazed at how silly his face so he could have known that gradient yearning for him alone, a little' because he felt that somehow he was saying goodbye.
"You know," whispered "I think I have the right person."
The following days were stressful for everyone, but Arthur was probably a nightmare. Merlin was concerned that was eating, but more could do so, it was impossible to tell the council how he thought that their continuous meetings and their relentless
were running out of King Arthur had never felt much diplomacy, but was forced to spend a week immersed up to their necks in speeches, background, analysis and advice. The only requested does not, of course, was her.
Her name was amazing and almost insulting to the majority of older riders, but Kay still held steadfast the reins and immediately sensed the potential of this absurd marriage. He had no sense, of course, but it was not necessary that he had. Arthur needed to make it clear that it was different, that the world had changed with him, and there was no gesture more liberal than mingle with the people themselves. That this was done by raising her hand that lowering him, would pass quietly.
He would show it to anyone who took his own decisions, and by an act so momentous that it should be talked about for centuries.
Meanwhile, it was spoken for days, sieved the idea of Merlin from the political point of view.
Merlin, meanwhile, did not think. On the seventh day
received in his arms a total defeat Arthur, tired and worried as he had not seen for days. Just shut the door of his room behind him, opened his arms and Merlin rushed to take his jacket.
"Have you ever heard the story of the Prince and the Pauper?"
"Do not I have never heard tales. "
Arthur looked at him incredulously, then shook his head, laughing just a little 'off. "But what I wonder? Merlin, the boy raised by wolves. No offense to your mother. "
" Imagine. "
" You could take my place. I would go around with your rag to do nothing all day and you'd be king Everybody wins! "
" In the story work? "Churches Merlin absently, sitting by each other to unfasten his boots.
"A marvel. But - "
"Who knows how but I sensed there was a but."
Arthur drove the infamous accusations with a weary gesture of his hand. "But no. You just have to do in order to become my perfect sister. "
" Ah. Easy. Undone! "Merlin did not have time to sit up, that if Arthur had pulled on her lap.
"I think about sex." Whispered in his ear, careful to make sure that every word his tongue touching the roof of Merlin. "Two me having sex. Is not that wonderful? "Merlin fortunately
did not have to answer. Two seconds after Arthur was actually thinking about sex. Merlin did not think that's all.
They did so quietly, without too much effort, as established in the last period. Merlin
left to do, concentrating all the efforts that had until then to hide his magic in himself to give even just a little 'time. He knew how it was going, he knew the future of pain and betrayal, and he expected that every time Arthur pushes it away. Never happened. Arthur
But that night could not sleep, you turn over in bed as if in search of something.
Merlin awoke with my heart in my throat and realized immediately that the other was awake.
"What happened?"
Arthur looked at him, almost surprised to trovarselo next.
"Something wrong?" Insisted Merlin.
"Take me to her. I want to tell them. "
Catching his breath, Merlin nodded.
"Tell me you're providing to your disguise."
"When I what?" It was still early morning, and felt that Merlin was not yet fully awake. The night before he had to help clean up his stills Gaius and they had both fallen asleep with his head on the wipers. Not the best way to spend the night.
Arthur looked at him with hatred, still lying on the bed. He could not be particularly intimidating, because he had his shirt that he used to sleep. "Your disguise that will allow you to replace me until the board will not end this madness."
"Ah. What. Is progressing very well. "
" Sure. "Arthur raised his eyebrows, but the frown melted into a tired smile. It seemed he only smiles tired lately. Merlin did not regret the smiles that exploded before, it could afford. Merlin did not regret anything.
"Come here."
Merlin approached the bed and there was a kiss. A kiss long and complex, that could only endure with his eyes tightly closed.
"What did I do today? Minds, please. "
" There is a meeting with Ambassador of Mercia. You can not jump. Kay then you must see yourself. You can not jump. Then there is the guide to other advisers. You can not jump. And then ... "
" And then, yeah. Geneva. Have you ensured that I have ever seen no one the other night? "
Merlin shook his head firmly. "None."
Arthur sighed and gave the impetus to sit up. "All right. Strength and courage. "
When Arthur finally came out, Merlin realized that my legs were shaking. He was forced to sit.
Days went by, and Merlin avoid diverting from the usual path of Gaius rooms - room of Arthur. He had managed to never meet. Never thought of her. He did not think that's all.
Arthur met every night, slipping out of the castle without being noticed.
One night, while Merlin was trying to quit eyes, leaning on his shoulder, Arthur whispered in her hair "You know? I really think that I may be able to love it. "
Merlin was lost. He did not know how to get back.
"I think I can do it." Arthur said with a smile pulled. You could see his apprehension in the rigidity with which he moved, in spite of the tunic from the ceremony had been made to measure.
The pain of Merlin could not be seen, this was certain. Merlin
But that morning he could not think, and that betrayed him. In a moment, in light of the sun just risen, Merlin Arthur saw that in her room getting ready for her wedding with a girl who did not deserve anything that Merlin could not hope not.
Most of all, he saw Arthur and could not think of not lying, not bare to think, not to think of heavy and close and sweaty and smiling and loved. And her. She could not think of it lost forever.
"I'm sure." His voice trembled slightly, but Arthur was too tight to not notice.
The forehead is wrinkled now. He started to speak, but Merlin was not going to let them.
"Go now." He said, softly.
Arthur looked at him, and may have understood something because you want to stop as he pushed forward. Merlin felt shaking the blood in his veins, but he was already walking toward the door.
"Go" he repeated.
When he left the room he could not get to run. Perhaps
Arthur had really learned something, because I heard someone calling his name.
She looked so beautiful, perhaps because it was so different from usual. It had been converted, covered, enriched in every way. They had made it better: the more sculpted figure, breasts fuller, more radiant skin in light dress, her hair softer, so that the traces of her mingled with all the other ladies who had seen Merlin go by the court.
If she had been less beautiful, Merlin that morning would love her more.
had taken remember that Merlin and Gwen had not allowed that nothing would survive the years that had passed down in her home, among his people. And she also seemed happy, Merlin did not know if it was to recognize real happiness or sets.
could not be otherwise. It was to be the best, the dream, the example embodied a new era, his body dressed in white temple of what Arthur had to make the new kingdom. Merlin had felt the cold hand of politics even crawl under the tunic of Geoffrey, woven among the flowers, even and especially in the absence of something that would bear witness that she had lived before that time, who had thoughts and goals that sought to that moment had nothing to do, which was not born to be donated by the people as a bunch of wheat from a child dressed in rags to the King in triumph.
And then there was him, but Merlin looked at him not even once.
He clapped his hands when he heard about him in the crowd do the same, she smiled at mo 'to apologize to anyone in particular, and then fled. He was lost, somewhere had to begin to return.
racing stables and saddled his horse.
rode strong enough to muscle injury, but managed to spot the first fields of Ealdor before it was too dark to continue.
Will's house was the third of a road, and was the first house where he stopped, and Will still had the ability to understand and figure out what she needed. Merlin was trying to be honest with himself, and he knew from the beginning because had decided to ride up to it. He would see his mother, his house, but later. She slept with Will in the barn, we made love trying to hide the anger under the impetus of the discovery, but the betrayal crept in without letting him escape.
The first night of the wedding of Arthur Merlin spent licking, biting and kissing a body that once had been more familiar than his, but now it was just another.
"Merlin?" Will's voice, hoarse and sleepy, came with the dawn, reminding him that he had not slept a single minute. "Come here." He whispered, as they had already done others before him.
Merlin lay down beside him and cried until the sun was high in the country.
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