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Challenges of the Heart	By : CrazyEyesChick Category: M through R > Merlin (BBC) > Merlin (BBC) Views: 8727 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 14.5: Things you do for love

A thick book hit the wall in a loud thud.

*Smack*

‘Nothing. Nothing and still nothing!’ said a frustrated, exasperated old man.

Gaius’s room was a mess. Usually, it was well kept, but with everything going on, he did not have the time to clean this dump. Dusty air filled the dimly lit quarters, the sunset’s lighting warming the unmoving corpse that layed on the wooden table in the middle of the room. Luckily, his potions skills were still quite good. He had managed to restore Gwaine’s body to what it was before. Meaning: no wounds, no rotten flesh, no foul smell and no more annoying little maggots and flies going around the chamber like they owned the place.

‘ Where are you Merlin when I need you? What have you done my boy?!’ he asked aloud hoping to be heard. He missed him greatly. He hoped that his little sorcerer was aware of how much he was loved. Gaius had been happily surprised by Arthur. He had known him since he was a little prince and never before had he shown any emotions towards anything. Even when his father died, it wasn’t as bad. What Kilgharrah had said was right; they truly were two sides of the same coin. One could not survive without the other. Maybe their love had been predetermined; prophecies tended to be extremely vague, especially when they came from the dragon himself. The beast liked the irony.

Gaius could feel Merlin’s magic coming from Gwaine’s regenerating body, but he had no idea how to connect the contained soul to its corporeal form. He was not powerful enough. His knowledge and all his library combined could not tell him what this spell does. For now, all they could do was wait for a miracle.

It would be wise to give time to digest the news. Too much too fast would not help anyone. After maybe a little nap for himself to regain his strength, he would call a messenger with the news. He was not as young as he used to be; therefore a good rest to restore his mental capacities would do him good. He would not fail the boy’s mother. Hunith would be heartbroken about her son’s capture. The old man laid down on his cot, his eyes closed, praying for the safe return of his ward.

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The King’s chamber was dark and silent. Only the inhale and exhale of warm breath graced the room with signs of life. The sun had set, finally, leaving its place for another day. The cool breeze floated in the air, lightly grazing the patches of exposed skin of the young adult sprawled on the soft cushion below him.

Small steps echoed like murmurs. Delicate feet stepped lightly on the cold floor; hoping to reach the bed in the middle of the spacious chamber. The long curvy brown hair of the Queen carried a lovely perfume which tingled the sensitive nostrils of our sleeping innocent Arthur, bringing him out of his slumber.

‘I wanted to surprise you, I hope I did not overstepped my boundaries’ smiled softly the soft skinned woman.

Arthur took his surrounding in, taking in the sight of his Queen and the darkness outside.
‘You’re beautiful… ‘ He felt like he wanted to say more to her, but her sad look told him to hold it in. He wanted to reassure her that in light of recent...events, he still cared for her.

Unfortunately, Merlin had wormed its way into his heart. He was lucky to have her as a Queen and confident. She understood them well. He guessed she would give him hell if he mistreated Merlin again; after all, they had been friends way before Arthur took notice of his fool.

‘It’s ok Arthur, really…. I made peace with it’

‘ How can you be so calm, after everything that’s happened. I feel like a mess; a failure.’

‘Perhaps, that’s why you made me your Queen? To keep you, man, in check.’ she chuckled lightly, yet still aware of the pang she felt in her broken heart. She stayed strong. She had to.

‘ I highly doubt it Guinevere...’ The corner of his mouth lifted up into a subtle smile. Remembering their last few moments together, a wave of guilt washed over his face. He didn’t know where she kept all her strength in moments like these. She truly was a remarkable person.

‘ I’m really not worthy of your love. These past few days I haven’t been the best King to you or the people of Camelot. I’ve been so concerned about finding my idiot of a servant that I left you all alone taking of the kingdom’s affair’ He felt ashamed for putting such burden on his lovely Queen.

His love for her had transformed into something different. He saw her as an equal; and as much as the council hated to be ruled by a woman, even more so a woman from a peasant background, Arthur couldn’t care less. He saw the wisdom behind Gwen’s eyes.

Gwen’s gaze soften at the sudden vulnerability of her husband. She poised her soft palms on his strong masculine jaw, rubbing her thumbs graciously in affection, like a mother would to her child.

‘Arthur...Look, I understand Merlin is important to you. He’s dear to me as well. Regardless of your feelings for me, I accept that this man shares your heart with me. If there is one person in this world I would share you with, it’s Merlin.’ She said now eye leveled with his concerned blue orbs.
A genuine laugh echoed through the large room as Gwen took notice of Arthur’s beaten puppy face at her answer. He pouted, she chuckled even more at the sight. He was adorable. ‘ Anyways, who could not fall for Merlin. He’s just the cutest thing; especially his big ears and goofy smile…...’ She paused thinking ‘ I truly miss him; Camelot is not the same without him around’

He was lucky to be cherished by such a wonderful woman; his guilt grew tenfold thinking that his heart was taken by another man, leaving his wife unattended. However, it didn’t stop a tiny part of himself to be glad she decided to stay around to rule by his side as equals. He frowned at the image of Merlin as consort to the King; it was a sour feeling. He would probably find a way to burn the kingdom down with his clumsiness.

Strong arms enveloped the tiny frame in front of him, bring it closer to his broad firm chest. The young born peasant girl eyes grew in size at the action and soften as it lasted. She felt happy, and somehow closer to Arthur. In their loss of Gwaine and their mutual pain of losing Merlin; it had brought them together. Merlin truly didn’t know his worth; like how Gwen and Arthur owed him so much. The common denominator in their life was the clumsy servant boy; love was circling between them like a warm breeze in the summer.

As they shared heat, Arthur dropped his head to her long tanned neck. Her scent was calming. He automatically calmed down, focusing on his breathing.

‘ I’m glad’ he simply muttered in the crook of her neck.

She giggled at the tingling sensations venturing down her spine. Her blushing cheeks warmed up.

‘Really?’ She replied teasingly, her fingers toying with his goldy locks.

‘Yes, really’ his smile lightly brushing her soft dark skin, amused at her teasing tone.

‘ And why is that?’ her soft red lips lifting up.

‘ I’m glad to have you remain as my Queen…. Regardless of my, well...’ he paused, unsure to go on. But Gwen’s calming aura told him it would be ok ‘ newfound feelings for Merlin.’

The sudden squeal startled Arthur as his female companion sent him a knowing look.

‘Please, Arthur Dear, the only ones who were unaware of your own feelings were yourselves ’ She continued chuckling to herself, hiding behind her small hands. Arthur puffed, embarrassed. ‘They’re just rumors for now. But I think Elyan told me some knights have bets on you two being more than master and servant behind closed doors. Even if we are married I might add.’

What appalling behavior from his knights, especially to his wife. But this got him thinking. Was he that obvious? OH GOD! Was that one of the reasons as to why his friend had been so hurt by his words? Thinking about it, Merlin was always around, treating him as a regular person, when every other man wouldn’t even dare to look at him in the face from fear of judgement.

‘Guinevere, I would have noticed if people were talking about us that way. I am the King after all, nothing gets past me’ He said, cheering up; almost forgetting his troubles.

‘ Ah.ah.ah! Please my King, everyone knows you’re the worst Arthur when it comes to paying attention. There were so many attempts on your life, I’m surprised you’re still standing, due to your lack of observation’

Arthur gave a very unkingly look; pouting like a child who had been caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

‘I’m wondering the same thing myself, ahah’ they both fell on the mattress, thinking in silence. It had been a while since she had seen Arthur smile;especially since Merlin had vanished.
Gwen was lost in thoughts of what all that would do to their marriage. Adding Merlin to the mix made her squirmish. Not because she was disgusted. It was not that long ago, before Arthur, that she had wanted to pursue a relationship with the dark haired man. She had kissed him. The phantom feeling of Merlin’s feverish lips still lingered on her own. Unintentionally, her fingers touched where they had both shared intimacy, drawing her husband’s curious eyes.

‘ What has you smiling so?’ he inquired

She had forgotten she was lying next to her husband as she was reminiscing Merlin’s touch.

‘Oh!...Well...I’m embarrassed to say, but...’ After constant bugging from the ‘childish man’ beside her, she murmured the name of whom she was thinking of so fondly. Arthur had to get closer to ear the name.

‘What? Tell me! Honestly, it can’t be worst than me imagining Merlin on his knees and jerking off and telling my wife all about it’ He said trying to make it better; there would be no lies between them.

‘ Merlin’ she blurted out

‘What?’ said the King, not sure of what he heard.

‘I said I was remembering Merlin’s soft lips on mine’ she said shyly said of now being the one on the spotlight. Arthur smirked at that.

‘Yeah, I think about his soft lips on me all the time now. It’s quite annoying, but he..-wait a minute...’ his eyes grew big as what Gwen said finally sunk in ‘MERLIN KISSED YOU! WHEN? WHY?’ He was shocked. He was pretty sure he would have fallen, if he had been standing. No way Gwen had been kissed first! Now he was growling in jealousy.

‘Actually, I kissed him’ she said avoiding on purpose the judging eyes of her blond King.

‘WHAT!?’ He said in shock. ’ That bumbling idiot kissed you! My own wife!? and he let you knowing I could put him in the stocks; hell I could have had him killed for treason back then?!’

‘ Don’t judge me nor him Arthur Pendragon, it was way before I fell in love with you. I did not cheat! I guess Merlin helped me fall in love with you. The way he put you up so high in his life, how you changed to be a better man and how he talked about how great you were; I couldn’t help but love you.’

He reigned back in his flaring temper. He had no right to be mad. After all, wasn’t he the one who was now having feelings for someone else while he was still married.

‘I never knew you ever had fancied Merlin. I’m not truly surprised. You are very close friends; obviously, he cherishes you very much. He never told me anything...When did you kiss him?’ he said anxious to know.

‘It was when he drank that poison for you. But, I came to carry affection for him when he stood up to you when you met him. He was just..Merlin. Simple. Adorable. Sweet Merlin. Remember your bullying days?’ she said teasingly, while switching part of her body weight onto his strong chest still annoyingly covered by too much clothes.

‘Hmm.. It’s hard not too, that’s when he also became my manservant. H-He changed me…challenged me not to become a ball of hatred like my father, and to accept people as they are. We are both blessed to have him in our lives. Just don’t tell him I said that when we finally find him’ He felt himself blush at the admittance.

‘ I won’t tell him, promise my Lord’ she bowed her head slightly, her hands poised on his heavy tunic, tugging at it ‘ but only, if you dress yourself properly to rest.’ She said crossing her arms, giving Arthur the Gaius eyebrows.

As he tried to raise his upper body from the comfortable mattress Arthur realized that his lower abdominal muscles had worked harder than usual. With all the turmoil going on, he remembered how his heavy knightley attire suffocated him. He could see why Gwen thought he should dress better for bed. He totally forgot all about taking off his gambeson, bracers and leather belts. Usually, Merlin would have taken care of that. ‘Not today’ He thought grimly. He spared a single look at Gwen, amazed at her efficiency. Guinevere had learned at a young age to take care of herself, unlike him. He envied that. She had once again did a great job at dressing her voluptuous body.
His Queen’s attire hugged her curves wonderfully, as usual. This time it was covered delicately by soft velvet fabric, worthy of Queenly status. It was simple and gave place to imagination. He wished he had more fashion sense; but that’s why he had Merlin to help him.

To please the chocolate skin girl waiting for him, he attempted to undress by himself, slowly imagining his servant doing the task with great fervor. Obviously, things didn't go his way once his red cotton fabric tangled itself over his big head, with his belts and metal bracers.

‘ARgggAhh! Damn this blasted shirt! This is ridiculous’ He pulled and pulled to no avail. Gwen was sure enjoying the scene; it was amusing to see, but all good things came to an end. She moved to help him.

Arthur stopped his struggling once he heard the soft voice next to him.

‘Please let me’ she asked, pulling his shirt down to its original position. His hair was sticking out in every direction, his cheeks so red that he would easily be mistaken for a tomato. Arthur adamantly refused, putting his hands up.

‘I can’t ask that of you Guinevere. Merlin usually does this because it’s his job. You have no obligations to undress me’ He pushed her softly as she approached him, seductively? He wasn’t sure.

‘Oh Shut up! I used to dress Morgana all the time for battle, let me do this for you….my Lord’ She replied almost like...Merlin. He quickly caught on to what she was trying to do, he could not believe her. Who knew his wife had this kinky side. Surely, she would not mean…. He had to make sure. His breathing was starting to become laboured. His blood rushed south at the implication. He would play the game once he knew for sure she was okay with all this.

‘Gwen….Are you sure you-’ She shushed him with her index finger gracing his tight lips, an intense fire burning in her dilated pupils. He could tell she wanted something, someone.

‘ Yes..I want this. It might be crazy Arthur, but thinking about you and Merlin together makes my body so excited. That’s why I was so focused on his lips on mine… I want you to have me as you would do him. Show me how you would take him. I-I want to experience your passion for each other, please...’ she begged him while she lifted layers by layers from his white skin. Now, he stood naked in all his glory, aside from his hugging briefs.

He didn’t need to be told twice. He would obliged his Queen; she deserved this much and more. It would be good for both of them, even for a tiny minute, to forget the pain and take the time to comfort each other. He pulled her into a strong embrace, almost crushing her. His fevered skin touched hers as they shared a passionate kiss. Arthur was definitely different in bed now, Gwen thought. He was more feral, more debauched. His mouth engulfed hers, his tongue pushing for entrance to explore the depths of her moist cavern. He was becoming desperate, his hard-on already poking through the small robe of his Queen. In his mind, Gwen’s feature had become Merlin’s. He could see the want in the eyes before him, the love, the devotion.

‘God Guinevere!..’ he panted, his hands groping the soft meat off her ass, almost leaving his handprints. Gwen was lost in the pleasure as well. Role play was never something she imagined herself doing, but this was nothing like she experienced before. Being on the receiving end of such passion made her belly ache with want. Her pussy was wetter than it ever was; aching for release. Her buttcheeks tighthen in response to the harsh grip of her excited husband. Their tongues danced with each other still, saliva falling from her mouth as Arthur ravaged her now very red puffy lips. Something edged him on to kiss her like that; he had to know, perhaps this is what it felt like between them -Merlin and Gwen.

Smoothly tilting her head backwards, eyes staring at each other; her King slowly crawled his way into her warm pussy, which dripped on the carpet continuously. They didn’t care. She moaned at the intrusion, still managing her gaze to fixate Arthur’s own predator look.

‘ Tell me...’ he said, teasing her sensitive clit with his expert fingers. One was not an expert swordsman without knowing a few tricks. her neck was being covered by little bites all over, breaking her slowly.

‘Hmmm.whaa..t? Pp-please Arthur, it’s been so looongg...’ She begged, rocking her hips in motion with his thrusting fingers. The wet noise was making this sound like a cheap porno. Arthur’s cock was now throbbing for attention, but he could wait. Merlin would be worth it, he would look so prettily with his lips around his prick. But for that, he needed more info more description of Merlin’s dirty mouth. A part of him felt bad about doing this and using his friend’s memory like that, however another feasted on this scenario. By the look of it, he wasn’t the only one. He repeated the question intending on getting the answers out of his wife’s mouth. He pulled a bit hard on her long hair, now staring into her glassy eyes pure of pleasure.
‘Tell me how it felt to kiss him...I need to know, my love’ he whispered, his breath barely a breeze on her sensitive skin, sending shivers through her body.

His mouth kissed the side of her half open mouth, then her chin and then her neck. He pushed another finger in to get her ready for something much bigger, but only to encourage her to talk more in her induced state. Her voice went passed her lungs and through her mouth to explain how Merlin’s lips were the best kiss she had ever gotten, besides maybe her brief fling with Lancelot.

‘Come on, love’ he pressured on, thrusting faster now.
‘ah...ah..Hmm.. H-his lips were…..f-f-fe..verish.. god, more.. AH’ she squealed as his long fingers curled inside her, finding her sweet spot, her juices covering his whole hand and her tights.

‘Dddamnnnn….This feels...ama.amazing. Tell me more..’ his breeches, he believed were already soiled from the leaked precum from his tip. He was so hard it hurt. The thought of Merlin’s staring back at him in submission, his mouth spitting profanities as his King’s fingers were thrusting deeply into him. It was Gwen’s moans and pants that filled the room though, letting him know that so far, Merlin was still out of his reach.

‘They were...ah..soft and moist…..I’m-I-I’m-am clos… It...was short lived….but he real..lllly does have a great mouth….. I-I’m su...re…. he slipped me...God Arthur...slipped me his tongue in..He’s soooo….ta-ta ah.ah lented...HMMmmm. I’m sure he would ..love the feels of your long thick fingers in his tight little ass..’ That sent jolts of pleasure down his leaking dick. Such a dirty tongue for a queen, but he couldn’t bring himself to reprimand her. It was too sublime. He smiled into her neck.

‘Guinevere….’ He whispered biting lightly the lobe of her left ear as her body thrashed in agony at her naughty talk. The sensations were everywhere, her mind was too; she lost all control of herself, when a sneaky thumb applied pressure on her quivering clit.

‘MY LORD!!!’’’ She screamed, believing Arthur would get off on her imitating what she thought her friend would say in the throes of passion.

Arthur was wet. Guinevere had come so hard; she squirted all over his thin trousers, his exhausted right hand and the dirty floor. Once he felt her walls clench his fingers tight, cumming, he pushed her with ease onto the side of the bed, shoving his straining dick in her warmth for lubrication. His thrusts were frantic. Gwen was exhausted, but kept on with his pace encouraging him in his fantasy. In the meantime, she carried in her mind the wonderful image of Arthur and Merlin’s have rough sex as she was used by her husband’s body. She was shivering with tremors all over. Her sex was being used so hard; she barely felt anything. Her arms bent backwards and head crushed into the soft mattress, while the bed rocked along the king’s hard shoves, the sweaty blond haired male pushed as deep as he could. Having enough lubrication, he considered it was time to try something else. Something similar to what he would experience with his manservant. He flipped his wife over, holding his large prick with his wet right hand, he moved at a fast rhythm his hand while his wife half open brown eyes stared at him lovingly, with a little smirk gracing her now bruised lips. He was so close.
‘Please my Lord, paint me with your royal seed. You’re beautiful like this Arthur...’ Gwen’s feminine voice morphed into Merlin’s own manly voice, full of admiration. His face was full of sweat, his hair wet and his body tense, reading to unleash onto the willing figure before him. He could see the thin, yet muscled frame of his other beloved, spread out waiting for his gift, which Arthur was eager to provide his loyal manservant. Lost in the play, an escaped growl made it past his trembling lips as he came all over Gwen’s stomach. White threads of cum flowed through his now spent dick to grace the lips of his spent wife.

‘GOD...Merlinnnn, you are perfect…..Fuck!’ He fell on top of his wife, tired but reinvigorated. They snuggled, sharing this new level of intimacy; hoping in silence that Merlin would forgive them this little moment, once knowing of his King’s feelings.For a small moment, their worries gone; now able to relax and face on the news of what the new day would bring.

A low murmur told Gwen everything she needed to hear to finally rest and be happy.
‘Thank you. Guinevere….’ He said at last, bringing her closer to his body.

She closed her eyes peacefully, hoping Merlin would come back to them in one piece.

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Meanwhile, while everyone in the castle lay asleep, recovering from the devastating news of Gwaine demise and the lack of information on everyone’s favorite servant boy, a dark tall figure escaped the life of Camelot, losing the guard that was following him. Morgana had been right in showing him the hidden tunnels below the castle. He could finally join his beautiful lady in her masterplan and maybe have fun with the insolent servant that he helped get captured. The King would be mad beyond everything if he took what was supposed to be his.
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