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merthur fic recs masterlist

last updated:  21 Sept 2024

authors

vintagelilacs

aus and fusions

arranged marriage au, pt 2, pt 3

college/university au

different first meeting au

hanahaki au, pt 2, pt 3

high school au, pt 2

hogwarts au

modern au, pt 2

modern with magic au, pt 2

modern royalty au, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6, pt 7, pt 8

pride and prejudice au

regency au

social media au, pt 2

soulmate au, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6, pt 7, pt 8, pt 9, pt 10

s2e10 fix it

wing fic

arthur

actor!arthur, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5

bond girl!arthur

detective!arthur

himbo!arthur

jealous!arthur, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6, pt 7, pt 8

pining!arthur, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6, pt 7, pt 8, pt 9

pregnant!arthur

protective!arthur, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6, pt 7

oblivious!arthur, pt 2, pt 3

spy!arthur

virgin!arthur

merlin

assistant!merlin

bamf!merlin

consort!merlin, pt 2, pt 3

detective!merlin

druid leader!merlin

enchanted!merlin

exhausted!merlin, pt 2

flustered!merlin

hurt!merlin, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4

irish!merlin

jealous!merlin

knight!merlin

oblivious!merlin, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6

pining!merlin, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5

royal!merlin, pt 2

selkie!merlin

spy!merlin

virgin!merlin

other tropes and categories

00q fusion

5 + 1 things, pt 2, pt 3

accidental marriage

amnesia

angst with a happy ending

arthur courts merlin

arthur finds out about balinor

arthur finds out about freya

arthur knows about merlin’s magic

arthur loves merlin’s magic eyes

arthur’s donkey ears

arthur returns, pt 2

balinor lives

bathing

bed sharing, pt 2

bedside vigils

bets

comfort fics

coming out

crack, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4

dragon dads

drunkenness

enemies to lovers

fake/pretend relationship, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5

fandom iconic fics

fav aus

fav fics

figure skating

flowers, pt 2

fluff

forced proximity, pt 2

fuck or die

getting back together

getting together, pt 2, pt 3

getting together with the help of technology

hurt comfort

hurt no comfort, pt 2

hypothermia

kid fics, pt 2

kinktober

love spells and potions, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4

lovers to enemies

magical exhaustion

magic reveal, pt 2, pt 3, pt 4, pt 5, pt 6, pt 7, pt 8, pt 9, pt 10

married/engaged merthur

meddling knights, pt 2, pt 3

merlin dies

merlin goes insane to get arthur back

merlin knows about arthur’s pining

merlin leaves camelot

merlin sleeping in weird places

merlin teaches arthur about sex/kissing

morgana and merlin friendship

not actually unrequited love

ot4

outsider pov

parties

protective!knights

remixes

role reversal

royal balls

scar reveal

secret relationship, pt 2

theatre/drama

time travel

truth potion

underappreciated fics

weddings

wedding stopping

wound cleaning

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Why didn't you tell me?

Merthur Week day 3: hurt/comfort

Merlin struggles with the loss of Lancelot. Arthur tries to help.

Happy merthur week! When we try to pretend canon doesn't exist for seven days! Huge thanks to @bebravedearheart for beta reading this for me, I am so grateful! Your help is much appreciated ❤

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“writing fanfics is something I do in my free time for fun. I will not treat it like a job and will instead treat it like a hobby because that’s what it is.”

also how it feels being a fanfic writer:

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Alright you know what? There is a criminal lack of fanfiction in the Merlin fandom dedicated to that bit where Percival shoves Gwaine away from that thing, lands on top of him, and Gwaine says “never knew you cared” with a little smirk

Percival just rolled his eyes but do we not think that awaked anything in them????

Do we think Percival didn’t lie awake that night staring into the dark and playing that scene over and over again in his head??

Are we seriously saying that Gwaine wasn’t forever changed by the feeling of Percival’s arms around him??!

What are we doing here???!!

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It’s time to sign up for the 2024-2025 round of the BBC Merlin Reverse Bang!

Don’t forget that artists are allowed to submit art for as many concepts as they like, and may choose to allow those concepts to be claimed by multiple writers. THIS MEANS that there will be plenty of art to go around for all writers!! Do not be shy in signing up!!

Without further ado, head to our carrd site HERE to get the sign-up links!

Podficcer sign-ups are open thru Sept 28th and writer claims will open on Oct 6th.

Artist sign-ups are open thru Nov 16th, art is due on Dec 7th, and writer claims will open on Dec 15th.

If you haven’t already done so, please refamiliarize yourself with our updated FAQs & Info/Rules, and this year’s schedule!

Please sign up, spread the word, ask any questions you have, and get hyped!!

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The strangeness of fandom is sometimes in the midst of depression you’ll write your magnum opus on dealing with suicidal ideation, and it’ll be like. for an mcu tv show. those two things just have to coexist.

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Let me see you stripped down to the bone

words by where_the_kissing_never_stops, art by icebreak1010 Summary: 

Leeds, March 1986.

They're off to a strip night, and Gwaine has no idea how much it will change his life.

He falls head over heels for one of the dancers, and a random encounter lets them meet properly, and Gwaine realises it isn't just Percival's body he likes. Slowly, they become an irreplaceable part of each other's lives. However, Percival's job starts to get in between them, and Gwaine's insecurities grow.

Will they make it together?

Click HERE for the story and HERE for the art!

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Let me see you stripped down to the bone

Leeds, March 1986.

They're off to a strip night, and Gwaine has no idea how much it will change his life.

He falls head over heels for one of the dancers, and a random encounter lets them meet properly, and Gwaine realises it isn't just Percival's body he likes. Slowly, they become an irreplaceable part of each other's lives. However, Percival's job starts to get in between them, and Gwaine's insecurities grow.

Will they make it together?

Weclome to my After Camlann Big Bang piece! I have absolutely loved writing this, and I am so excited to finally share it with the world!

Please feel free to leave any comments or messages, I would love to hear from you.

Huge thank you to @pkrosche for being an absolutely incredible beta reader, I can't thank them enough!

And the amazing icebreak1010 on deviantart who created a gorgeous piece of art to accompany this work! I am so grateful! Link to their work is here!

This fest has been so brilliant to be a part of, I have really enjoyed being a part of the community on discord and can't wait already to get back to writing!

Here is the @aftercamlann account and here is the livejournal to check out the other pieces completed for this wonderful fest. So happy to have been a part of it!

Thank you for reading, hope you enjoy.

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fic writers in the tags tell me the fic you're most proud of writing. any fandom, ship, no ship, any length etc. whatever work makes you go "oh i wrote this" and elaborate why if you want

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idc how hard you try you will NOT get me to stop using snorted in my dialogue. i will always use growled and choked and hissed and huffed and grunted and breathed and frowned and sniffed and scoffed and spluttered and purred and snickered and exhaled and whimpered and smiled and laughed and sneered and frowned

i love you words that indicate sound and tone i love you poetics i love you dialogue tags they will never take you away from me i love you i love you i love you

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How We Begin Fest: Masterlist

Thank you to everyone who participated and cheered during our fest! How We Begin is now wrapped up and you can find the complete masterlist of entries below:

►For Once by Excited_Insomniac rated T, 3321 words summary: A series of moments between Leon and Gwen, from their first meeting as children to just after the Battle of Camlann. Canon compliant.

►Eyes Aglow, Wailing by Zorbo_Jorks rated G, 811 words summary: Merlin’s first day in the world was one only Hunith and two other women in Ealdor knew with any truth. She had made sure of it— swore Elfrida and Wynn to secrecy between groans as soon as she saw the candleholder begin to float beside her head. | In which Hunith's son makes an unexpectedly magical entrance into the world.

►Gwaine & Lancelot first meeting by guiltyscarlet art

►Ygraine & Nimueh first meeting by guiltyscarlet art

►What We Become Together Is Greater Than Us Both by thesongistheriver rated T, 5024 words summary: "My mother was a maid in Sir Leon's household. We grew up together." --- Sometimes, friendship sets you on the path to your future.

►Orders, curly hair and fake nobles ~ how Leon and Gwaine met by HadrianPeverellBlack rated G, 656 words summary: The Knights learn how Leon and Gwaine first met. Gwaine is still insulted for that meeting.

►A gift and a lady ~ how Gwen and Morgana met by HadrianPeverellBlack rated G, 877 words summary: Gwen and Morgana first meeting

►Of Princes and Pitchforks by s0mmerspr0ssen rated E, 6259 words summary: Arthur meets an insolent stablehand, and they end up tumbling in the hay.

►Yet When the Other Far Doth Roam by Zorbo_Jorks rated M, 10137 words summary: “Sorry,” Elyan breathed, eyes flicking to the third of their company. His thoughts froze right there, and he barely registered it when Arthur asked what had happened. He stared into light brown eyes that were just as surprised as he felt and wondered if Gwaine’s heart hurt to see him as well. | They meet in a tavern and fall together quickly, splitting disastrously some brief months after. Reunited by chance amid the scourge of Camelot by Morgause's immortal army, Elyan grapples with his lingering hurt and feelings for Gwaine. As they fight for Arthur's kingdom, they reacquaint themselves and tentatively begin to heal what had been broken. ►You're so young, that's your fault, there's so much you have to know by PapySanzo89 rated G, 3986 words summary: The first time Arthur sees Morgana they both find themselves in the throne room packed with people applauding the king for his good heart in accepting a girl orphaned by her mother and father. Arthur doesn’t know how to feel about this. Arthur and Morgana's first meeting. ►An impressive show of strength by where_the_kissing_never_stops rated G, 1415 words summary: An interpretation of how Percival met Lancelot. ►How We Begin: Revenge Path by GuiltyScarl3t not rated, WIP summary: In a world where Balinor never left Hunith, raising their son together and changing places frequently, tragedy strikes early. Follow Merlin as he meets different people and bids his time to enact his revenge. ►Treason or Loyalty (Or Maybe Both) by reelin_writer rated G, 948 words summary: “I’ll give you a tip,” he said quietly. The sound of polishing stopped, and Leon heard Merlin look up. “When you meet a nobleman,” Leon said, turning around, “don’t introduce yourself.” A canon compliant first meeting between Leon and Merlin, set just after S1E4 "The Poisoned Chalice."

►Leon and Arthur first meeting by likeapaperplane art

►Destiny Quickens by s0mmerspr0ssen rated M, WIP summary: After a plague ravages Albion, an orphaned Merlin arrives in Camelot, where he falls in the hands of the criminal Kanen. Too afraid to use his magic, Merlin has no other choice but to join Kanen’s gang of child thieves and steal to survive. Ten months later, Prince Arthur returns from a mission to a crime-infested city and disarrayed court, with King Uther paralysed by grief over Morgana’s death. Determined to restore order, Arthur tackles the task of cleaning up the Lower Town, where he meets Merlin—only to learn that the problems in Camelot run far deeper than he had first thought… ►The Way I Am (Not Strong Enough To Be Your Man) by BeBraveDearHeart rated E, 13461 words summary: The sheer size of the first of the two men that walked in caught everybody’s eye but none more so than his. Leaning on the bar again and not hiding his appraisal, Gwaine cast his eye from long legs to broad shoulders and the arms to match, uncovered even in the cool of the evening outside. To threaten or entice, Gwaine couldn’t tell, but he knew which side of that line he was on. Written for the How We Begin fest, this is the story of Gwaine's first meetings with the people who would change his life. ►Arthur & Cenred first meeting by guiltyscarlet art ►making friends (and maybe enemies) by EachPeachPearPlum rated G, 1079 words summary: Percival never intended to get involved. He was there for a drink, and that was it. (Or: Percival makes a friend) ►The Rise and Fall of a Kingmaker by MayaPleiades rated M, WIP summary: In a land of myth and a time of magic, the destiny of a great kingdom is seized by a young girl. Her name: Nimueh. Or: Nimueh’s story, from child to kingmaker to fugitive, told in a series of first meetings. ►How We Begin by Dylan_writes rated E, 5882 words summary: Percival meets Gwaine for the first time the day of his coming of age. Gwaine meets Percival for the first time as he joins the fight against Cenred's undead army and he doesn't understand why this beautiful men is acting so strange towards him. ►New Blooms by Sage_Owl rated G, 889 words summary: Ygraine takes a private stroll through the royal gardens, and is captivated by a new arrival. ►of mouthy manservants and prattish princes by egeria rated G, 2468 words summary: When a mouthy, obstinate boy comes to Camelot, Leon finally begins to see the future he's been fighting for. He'll just need to make sure said-boy doesn't get his head lopped off first.

►Timing of Fate by Salamandair rated T, WIP summary: What if Gwaine and Percival didn’t first meet at Camelot? What if they had a different first meeting? What if Gwaine wasn’t first saved by Merlin and Arthur, but by Percival? What if their first meeting led to something more? Would that first meeting change their destinies?

►For Him, For Her by Mischel rated G, 752 words summary: Three months after Ygraine’s death, Uther is finally ready to meet his son.

►Lovely by Mischel rated G, 1255 words summary: The first time that Gwen met Morgana, she was nervous. The first time that Morgana met Gwen, she knew she had found a friend.

►What if Hunith and Balinor met waaaaaay before the execution of sorcerors in Camelot? by monoisbored art

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When a stoic Whumpee is seen fraying at the edges. They ignore the way their hands shake, their breaths are uneven, and only a thin, straining thread of will is keeping them upright.

Maybe they’ve been poisoned. Maybe they’ve worn themself past exhaustion. Maybe Whumper has found a secret to use against them, and they are fighting to remain in control of themself.

And they are failing.

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My entry for the @howwebeginfest is finally done and uploaded!

"The sheer size of the first of the two men that walked in caught everybody’s eye but none more so than his. Leaning on the bar again and not hiding his appraisal, Gwaine cast his eye from long legs to broad shoulders and the arms to match, uncovered even in the cool of the evening outside. To threaten or entice, Gwaine couldn’t tell, but he knew which side of that line he was on."

Written for the How We Begin fest, this is the story of Gwaine's first meetings with the people who would change his life

Gwaine/Percival, some Gwaine/Merlin.

Rated explicit

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10 Years of After Camlann Big Bang!

Yes, that’s right folks! For 10 years now we have been bringing you amazing fan created Big Bangs; 381 of them to be precise! And to celebrate, we are asking you to send us your recs for your fave After Camlann Big Bangs and why you like them! If you want to join us in celebrating the fest, please use this form to send in your recs (one rec per form please and they must be part of the fest!), and starting on 1 July 2024 we will start posting them to help showcase all the fantastic collaborations the fandom have been creating for the past 10 years! How many we post, will depend on how many you send in! Then starting in August we will be posting our newest batch of 2024 Big Bangs. ACBBs have a minimum word count of 25,000 words and are accompanied by amazing fanart, so they are great for your summer vacation reading or if you really want to immerse yourself in a story! So stay tuned and brace yourself to be reminded of the many amazing works from past years and discover new treasures from our vast vault of Big Bangs - explore them yourself over in our AO3 Collection or browsing through our past posts here on Tumblr or over on our LiveJournal.

And don’t be shy, send in your recs here!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Merlin (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gwaine/Percival (Merlin) Characters: Percival (Merlin), Elyan (Merlin), Leon (Merlin), Arthur Pendragon (Merlin), Merlin (Merlin), Gwaine (Merlin), Lancelot (Merlin) Additional Tags: percival finds his voice, by defending gwaine's honour, defensive percival, Fluff Summary:

Percival finds his voice.

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no no. you don't get it. the reason I injure my blorbos until they can't walk is because that's the only way they'll ever let someone else carry them. the reason I curse them to be sick and feverish is so that they'll finally open up about their emotions while delirious. the reason I force them to overexert themselves to the point of exhaustion is so that when they pass out they can finally rest.

I'm doing this for their own good.

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How else can I make you sweat?

Percival gets injured in the armoury and is banned from training, but Gwaine loves training with him and seeing him get all hot and sweaty. He must come up with another way to make Percival sweat.

Here's another fill in the gap style fic! Read below or on ao3 here. Hope you enjoy 😊

It was storming as Percival walked back through the corridors, his shoulder now in bandage. It was a bizarre occurrence what just happened in the armoury, and a painful one. His shoulder ached, Percival was pleasantly surprised that he could still move his arm, considering how deep the wound was. It was as if the weapon had been thrown from a distance and missed its spot.

As Percival kept walking, he felt it again. He was not alone. A strange wind blew faintly through the corridor, and he turned around, but again there was nothing to be seen. Only felt. He continued walking to his chambers, and when he opened his door he found an almost comical sight. Gwaine was sat upright on Percival’s bed, with his legs spread wide, and wearing absolutely no clothes.

Percival just stood there, mouth ajar and nearly dropped his chainmail.

Gwaine laughed nervously. “Well, close the door!”

Percival came back to himself and did as Gwaine suggested. He closed the door behind him and draped his chainmail over his chair. He took a sharp intake of breath as the movement jostled his shoulder, and he heard rustling and footsteps, before Gwaine’s hands carefully caressed his arm.

“What the hell happened to you?” The playful tone hardly masked his concern.

Percival turned and withdrew. “An axe fell off the wall in the armoury, guess where it landed.” He stupidly tried to shrug nonchalantly, which resulted in his injured shoulder twinging, and he hissed.

In an instant, Gwaine was there, and he held Percival’s arm to try and cease any discomfort. Percival would have found it more heartfelt if Gwaine didn’t have his cock out.

“Gaius said I can’t train.” Percival let Gwaine tease over the bandages, it didn’t hurt too much.

Gwaine nodded. “Did he say how long for?”

“No.” Percival sighed. “I guess until it heals.”

Gwaine’s demeanour changed. “I like when you get all worked up at training, fighting is sweaty work.” He rounded Percival and stood in front of him, a knowing look on his face. “I wonder, how else can I make you sweat?”

Percival paused. He held Gwaine’s gaze for a moment, then looked away. “Gwaine, I can’t. My shoulder-”

“I never said you should do anything.” Even without looking, Percival could hear the smile on Gwaine’s lips.

Gwaine’s hand held Percival’s chin and turned Percival’s face to look at him. “Are you ok with this?” No response. His expression grew serious. “I will do the work. Anything you’re not happy with, or if it gets painful, you let me know and we stop. How does that sound?”

Percival had never been treated like that before. He didn’t have the words to reply, so he merely nodded and awaited instructions. Like a knight on the training field.

Gwaine smiled as he walked back towards the door and locked it. His smile grew wider as he led Percival backwards towards the bed. Gwaine took Percival’s jacket, undid his breeches and pulled them down, then he playfully pushed Percival back on the bed, taking care not to be too forceful and aggravate the injury.  Percival didn’t know what to do, what to say, where to look as Gwaine removed his shoes and the last of his clothing, so he lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Gwaine came into his periphery, half-hard cock and all.

“I can’t pin your arms, obviously, but can you follow orders?” Percival nodded, a breathless yes on his lips. “Is that any way to speak to a Knight of Camelot? No voice?” Gwaine sat above his torso, keeping eye contact the entire time. “’Yes’ what?”

“Yes, Sire,” Percival spoke with no wobble, but Gwaine laughed and broke the front he had put on.

“Sorry,” he smirked, but Percival couldn’t help but bask in the joy on his face. Gwaine straightened his features, pushed a hand against Percival’s chest and gave one command. “Don’t move too much. Let me do the work.” He started to kiss Percival’s chest, little pecks, that’s all they were. Then, he sucked at his hard nipples and Percival used his good arm to rub Gwaine’s back, carded his hand through his lover’s hair.

Neat little kisses made their way towards Percival’s navel, and soft moans made their way through his lips. He could feel his hard cock against Gwaine’s tense abs, the friction was torturous, but Gwaine told him to keep still, so he would, for as long as he could without losing his mind. And Gwaine, well, he was taking his sweet time with making his way down Percival’s body. There was a specific sweet spot just above Percival’s right hip, over his birthmark, and Gwaine knew how tender it was. He started to draw circles over it with his tongue as Percival squirmed under him, trying to get away from that tickling sensation. His shoulder twinged and he let out a gasp of pain. Gwaine stopped immediately.

“Do you need a moment?” He asked, panting.

Percival let the pain subside, then shook his head. “Keep going.”

His partner didn’t need any more encouragement. He continued to kiss a path down Percival’s stomach, reaching the hair just below his sensitive area which he nuzzled into. Percival used his good hand to reach down to grab a fist full of Gwaine’s hair and pulls his head up to face him.

“Kiss me,” he moaned and Gwaine obliged, a hot mess of a kiss but their tongues moved together, as Gwaine reached between them and slowly stroked Percival once, twice, three times and Percival bucked into his hand, wanting, needing more friction. Gwaine’s mouth moved to Percival’s jawbone, kissing and pecking as he drew more moans from the bigger knight. Percival whined as Gwaine’s hand withdrew, and instead pinned his hip to the bed. Gwaine started sucking at Percival’s throat, and Percival revelled in it, not caring about how needy he sounded. Gwaine was doing all the work, and he needed to show that it was paying off.

A slick sheen of sweat started to coat Percival’s chest and torso, which made Gwaine move away briefly, leaning back to take a look at his lover. Percival bit back another whine as his leaking cock was exposed, red and plump and needing, begging to be touched.

“So this is how else I can make you sweat,” Gwaine said with a smirk on his lips. “I wonder, if we can do this instead of training…”

“Gwaine,” Percival whispered, breathless and ever so slightly out of it, “please,” he panted. He started to lean upwards, seemingly forgotten about his shoulder until he leant on it and hissed again through gritted teeth, eyes scrunching up at the shooting pain.

Gwaine eased him back down onto the bed. “You see, this is why I told you not to move,” he said with a soft yet flustered tone. Percival breathed shallowly and Gwaine held his hand for him to squeeze his way through the agony. He didn’t open his eyes for a while, letting the discomfort completely fade before opening them and looking straight into the eyes of his long-haired rogue.

“Thanks. And, uh, sorry.”

Gwaine just smiled with a sympathetic look. “It’s ok. I didn’t think about how badly you were hurt. If it’s too bad to continue, we can pick this up another time.” Even the reassuring squeeze of Percival’s grip didn’t mask the slight disappointment if his tone.

“Oh, no, now is good.” Percival said, staring at the ceiling. “I won’t even try and move this time, you have my word.” Percival smirked as he added, “so please get back to it, Sire.” He ended with a wink that he knew would drive Gwaine to do his bidding, and that it did.

Gwaine licked and sucked at the inners of Percival’s thighs, and he couldn’t help but slightly buck into Gwaine’s mouth, groaning with pleasure. The pain in his shoulder was apparent when he leaned back, but bit back a hiss of discomfort as he didn’t want Gwaine to stop. Whatever he was doing, if he stopped, Percival might just die.

The smaller knight looked up teasingly, and Percival wondered what a state he must be in to create such a devious grin to appear on Gwaine’s face. Percival closed his eyes; he knew exactly what was coming next.

His tongue caressed his cock. The slow, gentle, teasing movements made Percival squeal and make sounds that he didn’t know he could make, and Gwaine took him in his mouth, long, slow, unhurried sucks which drove Percival insane. He could feel every part of his body was clammy with need and anticipation. Every nerve in his body was tingling, his hands were aching for something to grab, and his good arm reached Gwaine’s shoulder, holding him down and bidding him to, as in his own words, do the work.

Gwaine licked and took more of Percival in his mouth, like he had done many times before. He never struggled with Percival’s size, which was all the more endearing, but also made Percival wonder how he had gained such a skill. Percival groaned loudly and Gwaine hummed in encouragement, mouth full but wanting to show his pleasure was also apparent. A tongue licked at his balls and Percival gasped and damn near came there and then, but Gwaine slowed down, wanting to revel seeing him in this state. Percival was close, and they both knew it.

Not wanting to draw the torturous slow rhythm any longer, Gwaine’s mouth started to groan against Percival’s cock. Gwaine started to rise a little as his hand fondled himself and they both neared their climaxes. Percival didn’t know how Gwaine did it, pleasured himself at the same time as someone else, but having all functioning appendages would help.

He let go of Gwaine’s shoulder and threw his arm above his head as he moaned loudly. Gwaine’s speed picked up. Percival grunted once, twice, three times and bucked into Gwaine’s mouth, his seed spilling down Gwaine’s throat and he came with a very loud shout. His lover swallowed him down, groaning and grunting towards his own orgasm, which came with his lips still around Percival’s member. As Percival lay there, dazed, Gwaine came in his own hand, and a little on Percival’s leg, but that didn’t matter. Gwaine collapsed in a heap between Percival’s knees, and they both lay there, panting and waiting to return to themselves. Percival could already feel the clamminess turning cold, but he couldn’t move. He couldn’t think, either. Gwaine had pretty much shagged his brains out.

The smaller knight moved first. He went to the pail of water on the side and took a cloth. He washed his hand, then wiped Percival’s leg. He dumped the rag on the floor, and strutted over to Percival who was lying on the bed, only watching as his words failed him. Gwaine lay down on a top the bed covers, curling into Percival’s good side, and Percival sluggishly turned his head to face his lover. Gwaine leaned up and pecked a kiss to the tip of Percival’s nose, and a small smile tugged at Percival’s lips. He was still too out of it to respond otherwise.

“I still say we do this instead of training,” he mumbled into the pillow.

Percival couldn’t believe Gwaine had the energy and brain power to talk when he himself was still so absolutely wrecked and could barely form a sound.

The pair of them lay there for a short while, but their sweaty bodies and the cool breeze did not match, and they both started to shiver slightly. Gwaine got up, grabbed one of Percival’s shirts and threw it on, then returned to his partner. “Are you ready to move yet?” He said with such an innocent voice, as if he had no idea what had put Percival in this state. In response, Percival rolled his eyes and mouthed obscenities. Gwaine laughed loudly and let Percival have a few more moments. The bigger knight rolled onto his good side and Gwaine gently helped him sit upright, his legs dangling either side of Gwaine.

“How do you fancy we get warm under the covers?” Percival still had no words in him, so nodded and stood up. Gwaine removed the covers and Percival sat back down, eased himself down and Gwaine got into the other side of the bed, pulling the covers over them both. Percival stretched out his good arm, and Gwaine fitted his body into the space Percival had left him.

They had both warmed up considerably in that short space of time. They laid there in peace, only the faint sound of rain tapping at the window disturbed the silence. It was a comfortable silence; they were so in tune with each other that their presence alone was all the other needed. But, finally, Percival found his voice.

“I can’t believe you did all that.” Percival half whispered, and Gwaine hummed in response, drifting off to sleep. “You did it all.”

“And I would do it all again,” Gwaine murmured into Percival’s neck. When Percival didn’t speak, Gwaine lifted his head to look him in the eyes. “I enjoyed it too.”

Percival breathed a smile. “I know, but I do feel lucky. Thank you for taking care of me.” Percival leaned forward and gently pressed a kiss to Gwaine’s lips. He withdrew and had a smirk on his face. “When I’m fully functional, I will repay the favour.” He closed his eyes.

Gwaine laughed softly. “Oh, I hope so.” Percival could hear his smile.

He buried his head into the crook of Percival’s neck. The pair drifted off to sleep.