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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Merlin_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Gwaine/Merlin
  Character:
      Gwaine, Merlin
  Additional Tags:
      Mildly_Dubious_Consent, Underage_-_Freeform, light_gore, Alternate
      Universe_-_Fusion, Resident_Evil_-_Freeform, Zombies, Mercenary!Gwaine,
      Umbrella_Intern!Merlin, Underground_Research_Facilities_SUCK, Fuck_you
      Umbrella, Community:_summerpornathon
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-08-04 Words: 728
****** A Better Mousetrap ******
by Spacii
Summary
     He was one job away from kissing his contract with Umbrella goodbye
     and moving on to greener pastures when the damned zombie apocalypse
     happened. Killings things wasn't the problem though, it was keeping
     the teenage genius the company was slobbering over alive and in one
     piece that was a pain in his ass.
Notes
                        Challenge 6: Crossovers/Fusions
                             Fusion: Resident Evil
The exit is literally right fucking there but one of those damn, bugger-fuck,
creepy ass zombie dogs is down the hallway and in the way. Its skinless muzzle
and exposed jawbone ripping into the wet, red ruin of a nearby torso. Just run
in and get the kid from Hive’s living quarters and he’s a free man, contract
voided and Umbrella can kiss his fabulous ass.
Easy peasy.
Right.
Wrong! Of course wrong. Gwaine’s down to his handgun and fucked, unless he can
get them out that door and to the helicopter. He can’t afford to miss even one
shot and those doberman’s are fucking fast.
“So, kid. What’s your name?”
The boy glares up at him from under a shaggy mop of dark hair, out of breath
and sullen in the dim light of the storage closet their hiding in. “Merlin, and
I’m not a child. I’m an intern.”
Christ! The kid couldn’t be more than seventeen, and he’s already underground?
He must be something special then.
“Well Merlin, I’m Gwaine.” His trademark grin was a bit strained but he forged
on bravely. “Now, this has been quite a ride and we’re almost out of here, but
just in case something goes horribly wrong at the last minute I wanted to tell
you that you have gorgeous eyes mate. Gorgeous.” He really wasn’t lying, the
kid has almost scary beautiful blue eyes.
“Really? Really? Have you lost your damn mind?!” Not the most encouraging
reaction, but still, Gwaine could work with it. He smiles almost apologetically
before wrapping an arm around the boy and pulling him close. “Yeah,” he murmurs
against that cupid’s bow mouth. “Fucking gorgeous.” The merc insists, squeezing
his ass firmly in emphasis.
Merlin lets out an astonished little gurgle and Gwaine moves in to capture his
mouth, nibbling lightly at his bottom lip before his tongue sweeps in and takes
over. He may have ulterior motives but this might be the last kiss either of
them get so Gwaine takes the time and effort to make it good. Bringing the
intensity up til Merlin’s gasping, grasping at his body armor and then slowing
down and gentling it until the boy is shaking in his arms and pulling at him.
Gwaine’s still uncomfortably aware of the door behind them and the weight of
the gun in his free hand. So he attempts to speed things up a bit by backing
them against the wall and lifting Merlin with the one arm to quickly position
his thigh for best results. Merlin’s eyes go comically wide in disbelief, then
flutter in pleasure, as he works it in small rhythmic circles against the
boyishly eager cock suddenly straining the fabric between coltish thighs. Never
let it be said that skilled mercs, near death experiences, and crazed teenage
hormones didn’t make for good sex.
“Ohmygod!” Merlin whines into his mouth, all swollen lips and stubble burnt
jaw. “What are you doing?!”
Gwaine just shushes him, undoes the button on Merlin’s pants and rips open the
zipper. He sets the gun down on the shelving unit next to them covers Merlin’s
mouth with one gloved hand, then pulls the other glove off with his teeth and
spits it to the floor. Merlin’s glaring at him and biting ineffectually at his
leather covered palm, tense, but otherwise not fighting. “Easy baby.” Gwaine
orders, amused and mouthing at his hand til it’s sloppy wet. “I’m making this
good for you.”
The kid’s face is this adorable shade of scarlet when Gwaine pulls his cock out
of these prim white briefs and works the slick over its length. One smooth
twist of the wrist over the angry red tip of it has Merlin bucking helplessly
against the wall, gives him enough juice to make this fast and hard. The wet
slap of skin against skin the only sound in the room with the kid’s needy cries
completely muffled by Gwaines' grip.
He’s quick and ruthless about it, jacking hard 'til Merlin’s screaming and
heaving against him and the hot spill of cum fills his palm. Almost immediately
Gwaine’s shoving the boy into a easily defended corner and quietly opening the
door to wipe his hand, leaving a thick smear across the floor. Trap set he
easily disposes the last obstacle between them and freedom while it’s curiously
lapping at the congealing mess.
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