Fic a Day 5
On time today! This was a crossover prompt between Merlin and Dollhouse.
Title: Reprogram Me
Fandom: Merlin
Verse: None
Warnings: Mild Smut and slash.
Word Count: 716
Summary: Challenge #5 - Kink Meme Prompts - Prompt Link
Status: Complete - Unedited
He looks just like him, was Merlin’s first thought when they led in the new recruit. They were of a height with each other, Merlin was maybe an inch shorter, if that, and the guy’s hair was spun gold, his eyes almost the perfect shade of blue. If he didn’t look too hard he’d feel like he was looking at a ghost. The man even moved the same: The confident, graceful movements of a soldier who is intimately aware of his own body.
The House always got soldiers. Men and women who couldn’t cope with their memories and didn’t care how they escaped their terrors. It was Merlin’s job to grant their wish. He was the one who uploaded their minds for safe keeping and downloaded new ones when the Dolls were assigned a job. He enjoyed it, for what it was worth. His boss often told him his imagination was magical, but Merlin had his own reason for being as good as he was at creating memories.
The man said nothing as Merlin explained the procedure to him. The only change in his expression was a slight tightening of his lips when Merlin told him “In ten seconds you’ll wake up five years older.”
In truth Merlin didn’t care a wit for this damaged soldier or what he felt. Now that he is wiped he’s nothing more than Delta until a new identity was Imprinted on him. The only thing Merlin wanted to know what how well he could take his new lives over and over again, and there was only one way to find out.
Just a few button presses, and a file Merlin knew very well, and Delta was a new man blinking up at the ceiling as if surprised to be there. “Merlin?” he breathed, as Merlin moved into his view to remove the straps around his arms.
“Arthur.” There was a smile in Merlin’s voice.
“What have I told you about the different bodies?” Arthur’s voice was slightly deeper than it should have been in Delta’s body, but the expression was the same and Merlin laughed.
“I think you’ll like this one.” He leaned over to kiss Arthur. It wasn’t quite the same, but after years of stolen moments with many different Dolls, he learned to get used to it.
Arthur sat up, wrapping his arms around Merlin. “At least this one isn’t a girl,” he mused, scraping his teeth teasingly down Merlin’s jaw.
They moved to the couch in Merlin’s room, going slowly even knowing that they had a time limit. Before long the handlers would come for Delta and Arthur would be lost to Merlin again, but for now they didn’t care. They didn’t strip all the way, only moving what was necessary, but Arthur bit at Merlin through the cloth on his shirt as he knelt in front of him, making a stinging trail to where his dick lay hard and heavy out of his jeans.
Merlin gripped Arthur’s hair as the man wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, sucking with practiced rhythm as he tested the limits of his throat. Merlin bit his lip to keep from keening, lest the whole House hear him, thrusting up into the grip of Arthur’s hands. If he closed his eyes he could almost forget where he was, imagining his old bedroom as Arthur slid back up his body and took them both in hand.
He wrapped his legs around Arthur’s hips and arched against him, rubbing their cocks together, all hard panting and soft moans, hands tightening on whatever they rested. For one glorious moment things were how they used to be, when they were young and careless, and release, when it came, was bittersweet.
After they straightened themselves up, and when Merlin settled Arthur back into the chair, his lover looked up at him with sad eyes, reaching to draw his fingers along his cheek. “When are you going to let me go, Merlin?” he asked, already knowing the answer.
Merlin pulled away and moved to his computer. “When I die,” and he pushed the button, saying goodbye until the next time.
Delta stared blankly at the ceiling, all personality gone out of him, while Merlin pulled himself together. He had work to do.
Title: Reprogram Me
Fandom: Merlin
Verse: None
Warnings: Mild Smut and slash.
Word Count: 716
Summary: Challenge #5 - Kink Meme Prompts - Prompt Link
Status: Complete - Unedited
He looks just like him, was Merlin’s first thought when they led in the new recruit. They were of a height with each other, Merlin was maybe an inch shorter, if that, and the guy’s hair was spun gold, his eyes almost the perfect shade of blue. If he didn’t look too hard he’d feel like he was looking at a ghost. The man even moved the same: The confident, graceful movements of a soldier who is intimately aware of his own body.
The House always got soldiers. Men and women who couldn’t cope with their memories and didn’t care how they escaped their terrors. It was Merlin’s job to grant their wish. He was the one who uploaded their minds for safe keeping and downloaded new ones when the Dolls were assigned a job. He enjoyed it, for what it was worth. His boss often told him his imagination was magical, but Merlin had his own reason for being as good as he was at creating memories.
The man said nothing as Merlin explained the procedure to him. The only change in his expression was a slight tightening of his lips when Merlin told him “In ten seconds you’ll wake up five years older.”
In truth Merlin didn’t care a wit for this damaged soldier or what he felt. Now that he is wiped he’s nothing more than Delta until a new identity was Imprinted on him. The only thing Merlin wanted to know what how well he could take his new lives over and over again, and there was only one way to find out.
Just a few button presses, and a file Merlin knew very well, and Delta was a new man blinking up at the ceiling as if surprised to be there. “Merlin?” he breathed, as Merlin moved into his view to remove the straps around his arms.
“Arthur.” There was a smile in Merlin’s voice.
“What have I told you about the different bodies?” Arthur’s voice was slightly deeper than it should have been in Delta’s body, but the expression was the same and Merlin laughed.
“I think you’ll like this one.” He leaned over to kiss Arthur. It wasn’t quite the same, but after years of stolen moments with many different Dolls, he learned to get used to it.
Arthur sat up, wrapping his arms around Merlin. “At least this one isn’t a girl,” he mused, scraping his teeth teasingly down Merlin’s jaw.
They moved to the couch in Merlin’s room, going slowly even knowing that they had a time limit. Before long the handlers would come for Delta and Arthur would be lost to Merlin again, but for now they didn’t care. They didn’t strip all the way, only moving what was necessary, but Arthur bit at Merlin through the cloth on his shirt as he knelt in front of him, making a stinging trail to where his dick lay hard and heavy out of his jeans.
Merlin gripped Arthur’s hair as the man wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, sucking with practiced rhythm as he tested the limits of his throat. Merlin bit his lip to keep from keening, lest the whole House hear him, thrusting up into the grip of Arthur’s hands. If he closed his eyes he could almost forget where he was, imagining his old bedroom as Arthur slid back up his body and took them both in hand.
He wrapped his legs around Arthur’s hips and arched against him, rubbing their cocks together, all hard panting and soft moans, hands tightening on whatever they rested. For one glorious moment things were how they used to be, when they were young and careless, and release, when it came, was bittersweet.
After they straightened themselves up, and when Merlin settled Arthur back into the chair, his lover looked up at him with sad eyes, reaching to draw his fingers along his cheek. “When are you going to let me go, Merlin?” he asked, already knowing the answer.
Merlin pulled away and moved to his computer. “When I die,” and he pushed the button, saying goodbye until the next time.
Delta stared blankly at the ceiling, all personality gone out of him, while Merlin pulled himself together. He had work to do.