Merlin Fanfic
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He was also older. Arthur wasn’t sure just how much older, maybe a decade or a decade and a half, but he was older and broader and the sight of him made Arthur’s mouth go dry and his pussy squeeze down on nothing, leaking slick into his underwear.
He stumbled backward a bit in shock.
Merlin had frozen when he entered the door. Arthur watched his eyes widen in clear surprise at the sight of him.
“MERLIN YOU OAF WHAT IS TAKING YOU SO LONG?” A very familiar voice shouted. Arthur had never heard the sound of his own voice from outside of his head before, it made him stumble backwards in shock.
Right after the voice spoke the door opened further and a familiar man stepped in. He was wearing armour, a sword which he could feel like a heartbeat on the edge of his senses hanging at his hip. He was clearly older as well, broader in the shoulders, softer in the chest and middle in a way that was reminiscent of an omega who had had pups. His hand fell to rest on the sword when his eyes locked with Arthur’s.
“Oh,” the older version of him said.
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- Part 1 of Forbidden Prince
- Part 1 of Merlin Fanfic
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Merlin’s mother had made it very clear to him what he should do when she sent him off to Camelot. Merlin wasn’t to tell anyone he had magic, his mother was scared that he would be collared to keep him in line if someone found out. Yet, Camelot was, above all, one of the best places for an alpha warlock to be. In Essitir, the omega king would drag alphas off to his palace once they were old enough, claim them, and use them for their powers. It was a fate that Merlin’s mother had feared him facing since he presented at twelve summers old. It was why, on the eve of his eighteenth summer, she sent him away to the bordering kingdom before Cenred’s men could show up in Elador to take him away. In Camelot Merlin could have a future.
It was a more hopeful future than what he would have in any other kingdom.
Other than Essitir and Camelot, all other kingdoms executed alphas who had magic, mated or not, too afraid of what they could do. Camelot had done the same, once, but that had changed when the Queen had fallen for an alpha sorceress and had taken her as her mate, changing the law to allow mated magical alphas to live in peace.
All Merlin had to do was catch an omega....
... or let one catch him...
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- Part 2 of Merlin Fanfic
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“There is no way that we will secure an alliance with the Dragon King without giving up some of our lands,” one of the lords said.
“Under normal circumstances, certainly,” Uther responded with a wave of his hand dismissing the lord’s worries. “But if the king owes Camelot then we can strike whatever deal we wish!”
There were a few murmurs of confusion around the table.
“But your majesty, the King does not owe Camelot.”
“Not yet,” Uther responded, a dark glint entering his eyes as he spoke. “But the new king is a young alpha, unmated. As you all know, young alphas struggle to control themselves, especially around an omega in heat.
“We will place Arthur in the seat beside the young King at the welcome banquet. Arthur will be given something to induce his heat, and Nimueh will put a spell on the space to intensify the prince’s instincts. Even the most controlled of alphas would break under the combination of an attractive, fertile thing in heat and such a spell. He won’t be able to help himself.”
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- Part 3 of Merlin Fanfic
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Arthur froze in shock when he entered his room. It took him a minute to fully process what he was seeing. Meters of pale white skin, glowing in the sunlight as it spilled from his window, soft black curls falling across his pillow.
Merlin.
Arthur groaned softly at the sight, his eyes focusing in on the round little bottom that stuck up behind him. The pale globes of his arse had hardened with muscles, soft and perky and so delectable. Merlin’s thighs were open just a bit, just enough for him to see between them. The view he caught was not the back of a pair of balls like he’d expected. No, instead, just below Merlin’s perfect little arse were the soft pink lips of a vulva. They glistened with just a little bit of wetness, the sunlight catching across it.
Merlin had a cunt. And where there was the soft lips of a pussy there would be a womb, and a womb would be able to carry heirs. Arthur’s balls ached with the need to spill inside of Merlin, to mark his body as his.
And why shouldn’t he? Merlin was here, on his bed, offering his naked body up to him, and Arthur had every intention of taking him as his groom in the coming days. They would be certainly married before any child could be born.
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- Part 4 of Merlin Fanfic