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Kinkalot Prompt: Bare Basics
Bingo Prompt: First Time
“I swear to God if you carry on, I am going to break every single pencil you own in half.”
“Merlin, don’t be so dramatic. And will you kindly shut up . I’m trying to study.”
“You can study without tapping your pencil against the desk every bloody second. Honestly you--”
“If it bothers you that much then put your headphones on! Or piss off out somewhere. I’m not forcing you to stay here.”
“You’re an arsehole, you know that, right?”
“I’m just trying to get the best grade in this exam. We can’t all be geniuses like you.”
“You won’t make it to the exam if you keep tapping that fucking pencil. ”
“Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do? Break this pencil and I have a hundred others.”
“I’ll break your bloody wrist, Pendragon. Don’t tempt me.”
“Well, if you do that, make sure it’s the left one. I need my right hand for writing. And gaming. And, well, you know.”
“I don’t even want to know what you’re insinuating.”
“Come on, don’t be such a prude!!”
“I am not a prude.”
“So if I told you exactly what I used my right hand for you wouldn’t go blushing bright red and run out of this room?”
“Arthur, study for your damn test.”
“I’ll take that as my answer then. You’d fall apart in one minute if I began to explain. See, prude.”
“I am not a prude! I just don’t want to hear about whatever weird shit you do with your hands.”
“My right hand, thank you very much. And like I said… I use it to write. And I play games on my phone.”
“Well get on with your writing then, idiot.”
“And this hand is also particularly good for pleasure. ”
“Arthur, I’m warning you.”
“You’re like a blushing virgin sometimes, I swear.”
“For fuck’s sake…”
“Hey, you’re the one who threatened to break my wrist. I’m just fighting my case as to why it should be the left one. And proving my point that you blush ridiculously easily.”
“I do not blush easily! I am not a blushing virgin, nor a prude, and I do not need you to carry on with whatever this is!”
“Oh, Merlin. I think you do protest too much.”
“Oh, do you now? Well isn’t that fantastic.”
“Prove it then.”
“I don’t have to prove anything to you.”
“Prove to me that you’re not a blushing, prudish mess and I’ll go straight back to studying. And I even promise to stop tapping my pencil.”
“And if I say no?”
“Well, then get ready for the Pendragon drum band as I tap away all morning, noon and night with my many, many pencils.”
“You’re serious about this aren’t you?”
“Deadly.”
“...Fine. Tell me all about your stupid hand and the stupid stuff you do with it. See how little it affects me and then we can both get back to what we were doing. And don’t fucking smile at me like that!”
“This is my normal smile!”
“Just get on with it.”
“Fine, no need to be so pushy. Now, where was I? Oh yes, I use my right hand for writing and gaming. I tried to learn to write with my left hand once, didn’t go so well.”
“How fascinating.”
“No blush just yet, I see. But we’re just getting started. What else? I pour the kettle with my right hand, use the computer mouse. I use both hands to hold my cock when I piss, but I guess I could get used to just one if you broke my left wrist.”
“Bloody hell, Arthur! I do not need to know that!”
“Ah but there we are! You’re already blushing!”
“Am not!”
“You so are! What was it that did it? The pissing? Me mentioning my cock? …Oh. My cock..”
“Shut. Up.”
“Now why would I do that? Your cheeks are such a lovely shade of red. Just at the mention of my cock. I haven’t even begun to tell you exactly what I do with it.”
“Arthur…”
“You see this hand? It’s very well practised in stroking my cock, bringing me off…”
“Stop…”
“Can you imagine that? This hand covered in my come? Sometimes I lick it off my fingertips, taste myself on my tongue..”
“A-Arthur… Please, stop. You win…”
“Merlin… Keep your eyes on me, okay?”
“I…”
“Deep breaths. Just listen… And watch.”
“Uh-huh…”
“When it’s late at night and you’re fast asleep, I slide my hand inside my trousers and push them down just like this… Then I.. Ah… I… I touch myself.”
“Arth--”
“I just use my palm to begin with, just press against the head for a while before I wrap my fingers around. Just like… This.”
“You… Shit…”
“Yeah… I stroke slowly to start off. Just basking in how good it feels. Aah.. Like this…”
“Mhm..”
“Sometimes… I’ll brush my thumb over the slit, like th-this.. Shit… Spread the pre-come down my length. Other times I don’t.. I keep it dry. I like the friction.”
“Oh fuck.. Arthur…”
“That’s it, Merlin, it’s okay. Do it, touch yourself for me… I’m never usually this hard when I wank off, feels good… See how I’m twisting my wrist now? Unghh… This is why I need my right wrist unbroken…”
“S-show me again? Please?”
“Aaah! Fuck, Merlin… In fact… Oh gods… Let me slow down a second.. I have an argument to make for m-my left wrist…”
“Yeah?”
“Sometimes… I’ll slow right down, stroke so lazily… Like this… Then.. I’ll use my left hand… Lift it up, under my shirt… Pinch my nipples and a-ah!”
“Fuck, oh my god… Arthur..”
“It feels so good, Merlin… You look so good…”
“Don’t stop… Please.”
“Let me see you, Merls. Pull down your trous-- Yeah, that’s it. Fuck, look at your cock, so hard…”
“Arthur… Tell me more… Please…”
“Of course… So… I keep pinching my nipples till they’re hard… Rub them between my finger and thumb… Yeah, try it, go on Merls… And I’ll fist my cock harder…”
“Keep going…”
“Sometimes, I imagine it’s your hand.. I think about those long fingers wrapped around this cock. Oh? Yeah? You like the sound of that? Wait, what’re you… Where are you..? Oh… Shit, Merlin!”
“Shh, please… Let me…”
“Merlin… I… Holy crap… I knew your m-mouth was good for something… Aaah! Yes, more… Please… I… Don’t stop… Can I pull your hair? …… Tell me if it’s too much, o-okay? Unnhh… Fucking hell, yes! ….. Shit, do that again! Y-yes, that! ….. Oh fuck, Merlin… I’m gonna… Can I…”
“Come for me, Arthur…”
“Aaa-h, shit! I… Oh fuck, Merlin, Merlin, Merlin!”
“Oh sweetheart… Look at you… Fucking hell…”
“Nnnngh… O-Oh.. I… Shit… Merlin… Let me… Please, I want to touch you.”
“Oh gods, yes, Arthur. Please… Oh! Yeah, that’s good, so good… Again… Keep going…”
“Fuck… I’ve imagined this so many times… Bloody hell… Oh, Merlin… That’s it, deep breaths, baby… Yeah, look at me…”
“A-Arthur… don’t stop… I’m gonna… You’re gonna make me… I’m gonna come…”
“Do it, I wanna hear you, I wanna feel it… Oh, yeah, that’s it. Fuuuuck, look at that… Oh shit… So much come… Merlin…”
“Aaah! Arthur! I… Yes!!”
“Fuck… Bloody hell, Merls…”
“I… Arthur… I’m…”
“Deep breaths, Merlin. You did so well.”
“Oh gods… Arthur… Shit, I’m sorr--”
“Hey, hey, shhh. It’s okay, look at me. Look at me, Merlin. It’s okay. What’s wrong?”
“It’s just… We… You’re my best friend…”
“Yeah?”
“We’ve never… I didn’t think you…”
“Didn’t think I what? Wanted you? Wanted this? ”
“Mhm.”
“Oh, Merlin. I know you’re a genius but you’re also a bloody idiot at times.”
“Excuse me?!”
“You think I would’ve let you swallow my cock or come all over my hand if I didn’t want this?! I know I started this off by teasing you but… I do… Want you, that is. Everytime I touch myself, it’s you I’m thinking of.”
“You mean it?”
“I said so, didn’t I?! Look, I’m sorry I called you a prude and… I’m sorry for teasing you but this turned out way better than I expected it would. I was just gonna say cock a few times, let you blush and then storm out on me.”
“You--”
“But then I saw your face, the way you were looking at me. The bulge in your bloody pyjamas. Merlin, I’ve wanted you for a long time. I’ve fancied you for years, goddammit.”
“I… I really like you, Arthur…”
“So stop worrying and kiss me…”
…
“You’re an even better kisser than I ever imagined.”
“Ah, so you’ve thought about me too, eh Emrys? I want to hear all about it.”
“Maybe I’ll tell you… Once you’ve finished studying. No! Don’t pout at me and stop groaning. The sooner you start studying, the sooner you finish.”
“And the sooner I can touch you again.”
“Exactly.”
“But this is so much better than studying.”
“I know. All the more reason for you to get it over and done with.”
“...Fine. But once I’m done… I’m gonna see just how far down that blush goes.”
“I promise you can have whatever you want.”
“And you promise not to break my wrists too?”
“I cross my heart, Pendragon.”
“Best. Study. Session. Ever.”
