Fic -
Merlin Meetup Fic (Needs a proper title - any suggestions)
Author: Everybody at the 7th Meetup
One summer afternoon Morgana insisted Arthur accompany her on a picnic.
"Arthur1" she yelled. "For fuck's sake stop preening. It's a picnic not an orgy!"
"Shows what you know!" was the only response.
Morgana decided to disdainfully ignore him for now. For one thing it would ruin her fun. So she and Arthur, with Gwen and Merlin carrying all the equipment, went down to the riverbank to enjoy the afternoon.
It was a somnolently hot day, but by the river the air was clear. Morgana lay back on a blanket with Gwen pouring her wine and twisted her skirts to her knees as she waited.
Arthur and Merlin stand on the riverbank and peer into the water.
"What is that down there?" asked Arthur, as he leaned over the bank.
Merlin stared but all he could see was brown swirling water, a bit of waterweed, and an enterprising duck. "I can't see anything Arthur." he said.
"Are you sure?" said Arthur, with terrible glee in his voice. "How about now?"
Merlin made to step back but it was far, far too late. There was a girlish scream, which he would deny to his dying day, as Arthur shoved him hard between his shoulderblades and pushed him in the water.
Splash
Merlin surfaced, spluttering with his arms and legs flailing all over the place.
"I can't swim, you prat!" he gasped at Arthur as he struggled to keep his head above the water.
"What?" Arthur shouted. "Why didn't you say so?"
"I am saying so, you..." and then he disappeared under the water, carefully holding his breath so that Arthur wouldn't realise that he was completely faking. If he was lucky, Arthur would save him. And if he was really lucky, Arthur would take his off and then save him.
Thinking that he had speny enough time under water and no sign of Arthur saving him, and running out of breath, Merlindecided it was time to flail some more.
"Will you," he spulttered, watching Arthur as he did take his top off, "save me now, you bastard!"
"Stop complaining Merlin. I'm getting there, just hang on a little longer."
Merlin spluttered, "A little more haste please. I'm on the verge of drowning here."
Arthur sighed heavily. And suddenly the look on his face turned to horror.
"What are you looking at Arthur?" Arthur couldn't seem to lfind the words, so Merlin turned his head.
There were numerous tentacles rising out of the lake.
"Oh, fuck!" said Merlin as the tentacles skimmed over the lake towards him.
"Merlin! Get out now!" Arthur started wading out in to lake.
"Oh, Shit. Fuck!"
"Merlin!"
Arthur froze as Merlin was dragged beneath the waves. He dived down and saw Merlin being pulled furthur down , his clothes falling away. He swam after him and reached a cae.
As he surfaced for air he saw Merlin was spread across an altar. A man with an incredible chest and a fish's tale was stretched over him, playing with his hair and giggling.
"Get away from him!" Arthur bellowed.
"Why? You're not enjoying him. Let others have a go!" Fishface giggled.
"No!"
"Fine! Tentacles attach!"
Tentacles flew out of the water and wrapped around Arthur's legs and chest. Startled, Arthur tried to step back but the tentacles tripped him up and he found himself being dragged through the water to the altar. Arthur stared at Merlin whose eyes were wide.
"Umm. Do you have a plan?" he squeaked.
Arthur winced. The last time Arthur had heard Merlin reach that register, he'd shut his finger in the door.
"I'm sure Morgana and Gwen will sound the alarm and there are knights already on the way."
"So basically, you don't have a plan." said Merlin and Arthur grimaced. He wasn't sure whether he was more embaressed about that, or about the tentacles that were making their way through his clothing, and were now tickling very private parts.
There was a flush on Merlin's cheeks, and he swallowed. Arthur watched a bead of sweat roll down his neck.
"Then... I hope you'll forgive me for what I have to do." His eyes glowed gold.
And then Arthur subdued Merlin by bending him over a convientently placed table and riding him hard until they both collapsed in post-coital bliss.
And then they all lived happily ever after in a big orgy.
THE END
Author: Everybody at the 7th Meetup
One summer afternoon Morgana insisted Arthur accompany her on a picnic.
"Arthur1" she yelled. "For fuck's sake stop preening. It's a picnic not an orgy!"
"Shows what you know!" was the only response.
Morgana decided to disdainfully ignore him for now. For one thing it would ruin her fun. So she and Arthur, with Gwen and Merlin carrying all the equipment, went down to the riverbank to enjoy the afternoon.
It was a somnolently hot day, but by the river the air was clear. Morgana lay back on a blanket with Gwen pouring her wine and twisted her skirts to her knees as she waited.
Arthur and Merlin stand on the riverbank and peer into the water.
"What is that down there?" asked Arthur, as he leaned over the bank.
Merlin stared but all he could see was brown swirling water, a bit of waterweed, and an enterprising duck. "I can't see anything Arthur." he said.
"Are you sure?" said Arthur, with terrible glee in his voice. "How about now?"
Merlin made to step back but it was far, far too late. There was a girlish scream, which he would deny to his dying day, as Arthur shoved him hard between his shoulderblades and pushed him in the water.
Splash
Merlin surfaced, spluttering with his arms and legs flailing all over the place.
"I can't swim, you prat!" he gasped at Arthur as he struggled to keep his head above the water.
"What?" Arthur shouted. "Why didn't you say so?"
"I am saying so, you..." and then he disappeared under the water, carefully holding his breath so that Arthur wouldn't realise that he was completely faking. If he was lucky, Arthur would save him. And if he was really lucky, Arthur would take his off and then save him.
Thinking that he had speny enough time under water and no sign of Arthur saving him, and running out of breath, Merlindecided it was time to flail some more.
"Will you," he spulttered, watching Arthur as he did take his top off, "save me now, you bastard!"
"Stop complaining Merlin. I'm getting there, just hang on a little longer."
Merlin spluttered, "A little more haste please. I'm on the verge of drowning here."
Arthur sighed heavily. And suddenly the look on his face turned to horror.
"What are you looking at Arthur?" Arthur couldn't seem to lfind the words, so Merlin turned his head.
There were numerous tentacles rising out of the lake.
"Oh, fuck!" said Merlin as the tentacles skimmed over the lake towards him.
"Merlin! Get out now!" Arthur started wading out in to lake.
"Oh, Shit. Fuck!"
"Merlin!"
Arthur froze as Merlin was dragged beneath the waves. He dived down and saw Merlin being pulled furthur down , his clothes falling away. He swam after him and reached a cae.
As he surfaced for air he saw Merlin was spread across an altar. A man with an incredible chest and a fish's tale was stretched over him, playing with his hair and giggling.
"Get away from him!" Arthur bellowed.
"Why? You're not enjoying him. Let others have a go!" Fishface giggled.
"No!"
"Fine! Tentacles attach!"
Tentacles flew out of the water and wrapped around Arthur's legs and chest. Startled, Arthur tried to step back but the tentacles tripped him up and he found himself being dragged through the water to the altar. Arthur stared at Merlin whose eyes were wide.
"Umm. Do you have a plan?" he squeaked.
Arthur winced. The last time Arthur had heard Merlin reach that register, he'd shut his finger in the door.
"I'm sure Morgana and Gwen will sound the alarm and there are knights already on the way."
"So basically, you don't have a plan." said Merlin and Arthur grimaced. He wasn't sure whether he was more embaressed about that, or about the tentacles that were making their way through his clothing, and were now tickling very private parts.
There was a flush on Merlin's cheeks, and he swallowed. Arthur watched a bead of sweat roll down his neck.
"Then... I hope you'll forgive me for what I have to do." His eyes glowed gold.
And then Arthur subdued Merlin by bending him over a convientently placed table and riding him hard until they both collapsed in post-coital bliss.
And then they all lived happily ever after in a big orgy.
THE END