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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Merlin_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Uther/Merlin
  Additional Tags:
      Dubious_Consent, Underage_Sex, Authority_Figures, Reincarnation
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-04-23 Words: 401
****** For Our Sins ******
by Oliver
Summary
     Merlin is 14 the first time he begs Uther Pendragon to put a finger
     in his arse.
Merlin is 14 the first time he begs Uther Pendragon to put a finger in his
arse. They’re in the swimming pool watching Arthur and Leon wrestle at the far
side of the back yard, and the sun’s just gone down and the pool light isn’t on
and no one can see the way Merlin’s pinned to the slippery tile at the edge of
the pool, his toes skimming helplessly against the grainy bottom.
“Yes?” Uther asks, jiggling his finger against Merlin’s pucker. His voice is
frantic and hot. They don’t have long. “Is this what you want, boy?”
Merlin’s been teasing Uther all night, swimming too close with his hands
brushing out against Uther’s crotch, bumping up against his broad chest in the
water, giggling hotly. His cock juts out against his swim trunks, iron hard and
hurting with want. “Please,” he sobs out, very softly. He swirls his hand
through the water and finds Uther’s big hand and guides it to his cock.
Uther snorts at his ear, tickling the wet skin there. He’s hard too, and his
erect cock feels impossibly large against Merlin’s hip. “Naughty boy,” he says,
getting his hand down the front of Merlin’s trunks. Then Merlin’s sandwiched
between Uther’s hot palms, rubbing his cock at Uther’s hand and wiggling back
against the broad finger that intrudes, ever so slightly, with nothing but
chlorinated water to ease the way.
It hurts. “Ow,” Merlin gasps, arching. His knees jut forward, scraping against
the side of the pool. He wants more. He wants to sit on it, to impale himself.
He wants whatever fucking is, whatever it feels like, whatever haunts his
dreams and makes him dizzy and horny every morning.
He wants to be hurt. It’s--it’s a need he doesn’t understand. Sometimes, in his
dreams, there’s a glint like a halo around Uther’s head and Uther commands more
than the private school Merlin attends with Arthur and there’s something else,
something so big that he’s scared of and sorry for and it’ll all be better if
Uther takes him and hurts him and eases the fire in his balls and his belly.
Merlin bites his hand and comes in the water, his arse clenching around Uther’s
dry finger. Before Uther can respond, Merlin thrashes away, kicking off the
wall to dive under the water, swimming until his lungs sear and he can’t feel
his tears.
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