Author's Note: Okay, this is the very first love scene that I've written in my entire existence. A lot of my imagination and fangirl desires went to this chapter so I hope it's as good as I promised it to be!

Disclaimer: See previous chapter.

Chapter 8: I Love You for All You Are and All That You'll Be…

Dinner could not have ended any sooner. Merlin wanted nothing more than to be with Arthur but when dinner was over, he found himself suddenly swarmed by Morgana, Gwen, and other council members who shook his hands with congratulatory smiles because of his bravery and dedication to the Prince of Camelot. And when that was done, he saw that Arthur was no longer in his seat. So this is why he now found himself in front of Arthur's chambers, nervously fidgeting as he knocked on Arthur's door. But when he heard no response, he opened the door and walked straight inside. He looked around for Arthur and smiled when he saw the blonde prince standing in front of his window, his mind looking a thousand miles away. He walked slowly toward Arthur and placed his hand on his shoulder, a sort of comforting gesture.

"Hey…" Merlin whispered softly.

Arthur jumped lightly, obviously too immersed in his trance to hear Merlin's knock or to feel the younger man walk up beside him.

"Oh, hey…" He said as he took Merlin's hands and held them palms down to his chest.

Merlin blushed as he felt Arthur's quick and shallow heartbeats emanating from his palms to his whole body and it made him shiver in pleasure. Arthur then pulled Merlin into his arms and held him tight. With a sigh he said, "It's finally over, isn't it?"

"What is?" Merlin asked, his voice a muffled sound in Arthur's chest.

"All the hiding and the pretenses…" Arthur's voice was now a soft whisper in Merlin's jet black locks.

Merlin pulled back slightly to look at Arthur. With a small smile he said, "Yes it's over. But," He paused to caress a hand across Arthur's cheeks, which flushed pink with the gesture, "it's also the beginning of something new, something amazing." Their gaze locked with each other for a while before Arthur spoke,

"Merlin, if I kiss you now would you walk away?" Arthur asked, his blue eyes beginning to darken with lust.

"No, not now and never again." Merlin said with a chuckle, as he remembered what he did the first time that Arthur kissed him.

Merlin closed his eyes and waited until he felt as Arthur's lips molded perfectly against his own. It was soft at first, as though both of them were unsure of what the other wanted. But when Merlin let a soft moan escape his lips, he felt Arthur's arms as they wrapped around him and brought him ever closer against the more muscular body. He was surprised with the sudden warmth Arthur's body now shared with his so he gasped. Arthur took this chance, just like the first time they kissed, to sneak his tongue inside Merlin's mouth. Their tongues danced in a silent music that only they can hear, entwined in the sweetness that only they can share, and completely lost themselves in those crevices of warmth, lust and passion. Arthur's hands now held Merlin's face to deepen the kiss even more. Oh, how long he had yearned and longed for this moment to come! Arthur's hands slowly started clutching at Merlin's clothes with hurried desperation and lust overtaking his logic once more, as it often did whenever he was close to Merlin. It was as though Merlin was an oasis that could easily drown him in a whirlpool of love, heated passion and unbearable desire. And the very moment he was caught in that oasis, nothing else mattered but Merlin, Merlin, and Merlin.

In their lip lock, clothes were removed as they moved toward the bed. Shoes were toed off and thrown on the floor; tunics and breeches were removed and discarded carelessly across the room. When all unnecessary layers of clothing were gone, Arthur had to break the kiss just to look at his lover's naked form right there in front of him, pliant, willing and waiting (maybe even begging) to be touched. Merlin had the decency to blush at the staring eyes and Arthur laughed softly before gently running the back of his hand on the younger man's prominent cheekbones.

"You've got nothing to worry about. You're so beautiful Merlin…" He then kissed Merlin once more before pushing him down to the bed. Arthur moved to position himself on top of Merlin and they both moaned at the first contact of skin to skin, the heat from both their bodies making them shiver in delight and anticipation. Merlin wrapped his hands on Arthur's nape to push him deeper into the kiss and Arthur just let him. He wanted nothing more but to just immerse himself in all the warmth that Merlin has to offer. It was like he was Icarus and Merlin was the flame that he could never stay away from. He knew he would be burned if he got too close but it never mattered because if that were to happen, he'd bask in the flame that was a symbol of Merlin's love for him.

His hands, calloused yet gentle, just as Merlin recalled back at the Isle of the Blessed, traveled along foreign territory of pale ivory skin which, if he didn't know Merlin was a servant, would have passed for royalty. With his touches he tried to memorize the feel of Merlin's skin under his hands: the way his chest would twitch and shiver when he added pressure to his touch, or the way his stomach would flutter when he would scrape his nails gently against it.

Now with their need for air too much to be ignored, they broke their osculation. But Arthur, like a dying man who clutched to his only possible life source, never moved away from Merlin and began to kiss the younger man's jaw and down to his neck with the same heat and intensity. Merlin was now moaning his name and making other sounds that were all sweet harmony to Arthur's ears. When he reached Merlin's collarbone, which was slightly protruding due to the naturally lean form, he became bolder and nipped at it playfully. He smirked a little when he elicited a strong response from Merlin in the form of his body arching from the bed and a gasp followed by an, "Ooh, Arthur!" From then on, he kissed and nipped his way down to Merlin's chest, paying careful attention to his nipples, making sure each of them got a fair amount of kisses and nips, and all the way down to his stomach. But before he went any lower, he crawled back up and looked Merlin in the eye, silently asking for permission to enter no-man's-land.

"Tell me what you want, Arthur, tell me…" Merlin asked breathlessly, his voice silky with desire.

"I want to feel you, all of you. Then I want to taste you. Then I want to make love to you… if that's okay." Arthur said in an almost plea though his voice was deep with lust.

Merlin understood the request and nodded with a soft smile. Taking that as a gesture of affirmation, Arthur's hand slowly traveled down to Merlin's swollen and throbbing member and stroked it lightly and almost curiously. His heart jumped when he saw Merlin's eyes as they rolled to the back of his head and his mouth opened with a muted cry. Arthur hungrily took in the sight of his lover's flushed form, from head to toe. He smiled as he realized he's never seen, nor will he ever see, anything this beautiful. But he knew he could pleasure Merlin more than what he's doing now so he started trailing kisses down Merlin's chest and stomach once more. Meanwhile, Merlin was busy writhing helplessly beneath him while he moaned and gasped. But when Arthur reached his member and blew on it, Merlin groaned loudly and wrapped his long fingers on Arthur's hair as he tried to stop from just bucking up to him.

"Arthur what are you- hmmm.." Any last coherent thoughts he had slowly melted into a puddle of lust and desire from the warm breath of Arthur so close to his leaking member. Arthur buried his face on the soft patch of hair and inhaled the pure scent of Merlin, which was just indescribable but addictive at the same time. He kissed the tip of Merlin's member and without warning, he swallowed all of it down to the back of his throat.

"Arthur… hmmnggg! Ah yes... that… feels soo good.." Merlin stammered with unrecognizable words as he drowned himself in the sensation of Arthur's mouth on him.

Arthur concentrated in controlling his gag reflex as he hollowed his cheeks, sucked, and swallowed and started all over again repeatedly; Merlin's moans of pleasure only driving him to suck harder and he did this for what seemed like hours to Merlin. Merlin clutched the sheets underneath him and moaned Arthur's name louder and louder like a sacrosanct chant that could save his life. Slowly Arthur felt it: Merlin's body started tensing underneath him as he bucked up to his mouth and Merlin's hands finding wrapping around his hair in a firm yet gentle grip, as if Merlin was trying to hold on to any form of control he has left.

"Arthur, I'm close… please, I'm going to… I'm almost… aaah, Arthur!" He tried to pull Arthur away but Arthur just kept on sucking until he felt his member as it swelled and tensed and, with Arthur's name as a beautiful cry escaping his lips, he came and Arthur swallowed everything he could. Merlin's taste was just pure ecstasy with its sweetness and saltiness mixed together to ultimate perfection. Merlin was still panting heavy breaths and his body was still shaking from the most intense orgasm he ever had when Arthur pulled his now limp member from his mouth and crawled back up to the younger man, a satisfied smile on his face when he saw his lover's very flushed face in a state of pure sexual bliss. He then leaned a bit forward and kissed him, letting Merlin taste himself inside his mouth and just like they were once more lost in each other. When they broke the kiss, Merlin's eyes were shut and he was still panting as Arthur caressed his face.

Merlin opened his eyes to see Arthur staring down at him with fond eyes. As swift as he could, he pushed Arthur up until their positions were now switched: Arthur on the bed and him laying on top of Arthur. He began trailing open mouthed kisses to Arthur's jaw and neck while Arthur released sinful and delicious moans. When he reached Arthur's nipples, he licked one while he toyed with the other with his fingers until they were perky. He dragged his tongue down to Arthur's stomach and abdomen. When he finally reached Arthur's member, he curiously licked the tip, tasting the pearly pre-cum that leaked out. He moaned deliciously at the taste and began sucking at the tip.

"Oh yes, Merlin! Just like that!" Arthur groaned as he bucked his hips upward, pushing more of his member inside Merlin's hot mouth.

But Merlin just kept on sucking as he took more and more of Arthur into his mouth until it touched the back of his throat, which made Arthur moan again.

"Please, Merlin... let me..." Arthur begged as he looked down at Merlin. Merlin understood what Arthur wanted so he relaxed as much as he could and tapped Arthur's thighs to signal that he was ready. Arthur then started moving his hips upward, his member sliding in and out of Merlin's mouth. Merlin just relaxed his jaw and let Arthur do what he wanted. He just concentrated on sucking hard not caring for the saliva and pre-cum that dripped from the side of his mouth

"Yes, Merlin... I love the way your mouth feels on me... so hot, so perfect!" Arthur started screaming as the pleasure built inside of him. But he didn't want to come just yet. So he groaned before pulling Merlin off of his painfully erect member and dragged him up for another searing kiss.

"Why'd you stop?" Merlin asked after they pulled away.

"I want to be inside of you when I come." Arthur said as he pushed Merlin down on the bed once more.

Merlin smiled and wrapped a hand around Arthur's neck and pulled him down till their foreheads touched. "Then make love to me now, Arthur. I can't and I don't want to wait anymore. Just take me now and make me yours…" he whispered breathlessly against Arthur's lips.

But they were both novice at the next step that was sure to come. So both had their own thoughts: Arthur's thoughts were of fear that he might hurt Merlin while Merlin's thoughts were of doubts whether Arthur was certain and comfortable enough with their relationship to take the next step. Arthur seemed to sense Merlin's thoughts so he decided to take the next step first. Slowly he got off the bed and walked to his bedside drawer and took out a bottle of oil. He saw Merlin's baffled expression as he walked back to the bed. He shrugged his shoulders and said, "I asked Gaius to give me the best oil that he had and this is what he gave me." Arthur opened the bottle and moved it closer to Merlin, revealing a concoction that looked and smelled like lavender.

Merlin blushed at the thought of Arthur asking Gaius for the best bottle of oil, which probably made his intentions very obvious to the physician. He groaned inwardly before he said, "Oh please, don't mention Gaius at a time like this…"

Arthur barked a laugh at that comment. Merlin was just too adorable whenever he's embarrassed.

"Don't worry Merlin, when the night is over, I'm sure that he'll be the last thing on your mind." He said with a husky voice that made Merlin tremble with desire and his member twitch in earnest interest.

Arthur slowly climbed on top of Merlin and positioned himself between his lover's spread legs. His gaze never left Merlin's as he dipped a finger into the oil and let his hand travel downward to Merlin's bottom. He couldn't resist from pinching the smooth skin of Merlin's cheeks which made the other man squirm beneath him. Slowly and gently, he inserted a finger in the tight entrance. He felt Merlin's body stiffen at the intrusion, and his eyes shut close again from the sudden and foreign pain, so he brought his face closer till his forehead touched his lover's. He then whispered softly, "Sshh… trust me. I won't hurt you. I promise." He then inserted a second finger which earned him a whimper from Merlin. He kissed Merlin's forehead, then his nose in an effort to distract him as he scissored his fingers to widen the tight entrance. Then as he inserted a third finger, he kissed Merlin's lips and swallowed the loud moan that escaped from the younger man.

Merlin felt as though he could cry from the sensation. The burning sensation brought him pain but they were all bettered by Arthur's soft kisses on his face. As he felt the third finger slip inside, he also felt them touch something inside of him that completely eradicated all the pain he was feeling. He broke their kiss with a loud gasp and he moaned again. Then his eyes snapped open from beneath his hooded lids and locked with Arthur's own pair of lust blown orbs.

"Did that hurt you?" Arthur asked with concern that maybe the third digit was just too much for Merlin to take.

"N-no… it felt really amazing actually." Merlin stuttered, his body still shaking from the sudden burst of pleasure from Arthur's touch.

Arthur did an imaginary fist pump, knowing that he finally found that special bundle of nerves inside of Merlin. He pushed till his fingers were knuckles-deep and twisted them as he stroked Merlin's prostate again and again and drowned himself in the moans and gasps that escaped from his lover's lips.

"Oh, Arthur… please… I, I need…" Merlin body was now racking from the immense pleasure and he was sure that he could come just from Arthur's fingers alone.

Finally, he could not take anymore foreplay so he grasped Arthur's hand, the one with the fingers buried deep inside of him, and pleaded,

"Arthur, please, I need you… I want you in me, now… please…"

Of course Arthur could never deny Merlin anything so he gently pulled his fingers out of his lover's body with a soft pop. He pushed Merlin's thighs upward, one over his shoulder and the other wrapped around his hips. He then held his own member in his hand, lubed it quickly, before guiding it inside his lover's still tight entrance.

And with just one thrust they became one flesh, one soul, and one love. They both moaned from the new sensation and Arthur leaned forward once more and buried his face in Merlin's neck. He inhaled deeply and lost himself both inside and outside of Merlin.

"Gah… Merlin, you're so tight!" Arthur groaned and he stilled for fear that he might come undone.

Merlin had never felt anything close to this. This feeling of fullness from Arthur being inside of him, and the strange but not necessarily unpleasant sensations it brought to his whole body, and this overwhelming emotion that finally they have become one- Arthur was now his and he was now Arthur's. It was such a comforting and intense emotion that Merlin had to blink back the tears of joy that burned behind his eyes.

"Arthur, move now… I feel soo full..." Merlin pleaded. He moaned in pleasure as Arthur began thrusting in and out of him.

Slow and deep was the rhythm they both established. Arthur lifted his face to look down at Merlin, whose lips were agape and he felt the shallow breaths coming out of those lips that matched every thrust, which was always deeper than the last. He caressed Merlin's face and moved away the sweat damp hair before he kissed his forehead. Merlin's eyes fluttered open and his hands also came to touch Arthur's face. Then his eyes suddenly widened,

"Oh, uh, uh, right there! Arthur, please, go faster!" Merlin begged when Arthur brushed against his prostate.

"Always so eager for me, Merlin." Arthur jested while he teased Merlin with the slow pace that drove his lover crazy with wave after wave of intense pleasure.

"Yes, Arthur... you, uh, feel so good inside me..." Merlin didn't care if Arthur would tease him for saying these things later because right now all he cared about was Arthur, Arthur and Arthur.

A deep kiss was shared between the two men before Arthur's rhythm started to go faster in pace but still deeper with every thrust. He was pulling almost all the way out and was slamming back inside of his lover, hitting that bundle of nerves every single time. Merlin didn't think that he'd be hard again just after his intense orgasm earlier but when he felt Arthur's hand wrap around his member, he suddenly realized that he was so hard that hot moisture was leaking out of its tip. He wrapped his arms around Arthur's shoulder, almost for dear life, when he felt Arthur thrust even faster and harder and deeper inside him.

"Yes, Arthur, harder! Nnngghh..! !" But after a few harder thrusts, his back started sliding up the silky sheets so he reached his arms upward with his palms up, facing the headboard to keep his head from banging from it.

Arthur felt Merlin's muscles tighten impossibly around him and he thrust in as deep inside Merlin as he could and stilled there, memorizing the feel of Merlin's tight heat around him. He braced his arms on each side of Merlin's head to give him better leverage as pounded inside his lover. But Merlin's body kept moving up the bed so he wrapped his arms around Merlin and lifted him up so that he was now positioned on his lap. Merlin understood what Arthur was trying to do so he thrust himself down as Arthur pushed up. Their bodies that were now covered with a thin layer of sweat, from chest to stomach, touched once more, doubling the pleasure and the sensation they now felt. Merlin wrapped his arms around Arthur's neck and ran his fingers through his blond sweat damp locks. He moaned as Arthur did one hard thrust and instead of pulling out, he held Merlin in place. Merlin could feel Arthur pulsing inside of him. It just felt so personal and close that the unshed tears now came falling down his face. Arthur moved his face just far enough to see Merlin's own face which through the moonlight glistened with sweat and tears. He understood that it wasn't tears of sadness but instead tears from the overwhelming emotions they now shared as they made love. So he kissed the tears away from Merlin's face before he captured those perfect lips once more. This time, their kiss was salty from Merlin's tears but underneath the new taste was the same honey-sweet taste that drove them both over the edge. Arthur then began to thrust harder inside of Merlin once more, pounding inside with all the strength that he can, and when he felt heat building up inside of him he broke the kiss and with a shout of Merlin's name, Arthur was coming hard, the hardest that he'd ever come in his life, and slowly filled up Merlin with his hot seed.

"Arthur! Yes! Yes! Arthur!" Merlin kept muttering over and over like a prayer as he felt Arthur's cum inside of him. He was panting heavily now, they both were, and his nails were scratching Arthur's back. None of them cared at how desperate their actions were because they already knew how desperate they were for each other. As Arthur was still inside Merlin, riding through his orgasm, when he continued stroking Merlin's hard member. Merlin could feel another orgasm building inside him and he whispered hotly against Arthur's ear, "Hmm, I'm going to come again…. I'm gonna, ngh Arthur!" and he came hard against Arthur's hand and both their stomachs.

Arthur collapsed on top of Merlin as they both tried to catch their breaths. Arthur pulled out of Merlin and crawled beside him. He caught Merlin's lips in a lazy and messy kiss, which opened up willingly and invited him inside. He didn't think he'll ever tire of kissing Merlin. Merlin was just sweet and musky and just so distinct that Arthur was slowly being addicted to it, just as he was addicted to everything else that Merlin had. "Wow…" he whispered against Merlin's lips breathlessly. "Hmm…" Merlin replied as he nuzzled his nose against Arthur's jaws, his nose crinkling from the slight stubble there.

Arthur moaned softly when he felt Merlin's soft hands roaming his sculptured chest and he could feel himself getting hard again.

Merlin chuckled loudly when he felt Arthur's hardening member against his thigh. Slowly Arthur moved on top of him once more before saying, "What? You didn't think I was done with you yet, did you?" But he didn't give Merlin a chance to respond; instead he leaned forward to capture his lover's red and bruised lips in a deep and passionate kiss. He held Merlin's thighs up close to his chest and swung them both to his shoulders. He gave Merlin a quick kiss before he slowly started to enter the warmth that was now becoming familiar.

"Merlin…"

"Y-yes, Arthur?" He whispered rather breathlessly as he tried to get used to the full feeling of Arthur inside of him once again.

Arthur leaned back to look at Merlin, his lust blown orbs mirroring that of his lover's, "Tell me that you're mine…" And with that, he began to thrust himself in and out of Merlin. He felt Merlin's hands wrap around his shoulder and his long, elegant legs tensing as he curled his toes from the pleasure.

"I'm yours" Merlin replied with a moan.

"Tell me," Arthur groaned mid sentence as he thrust deeper before he continued, "promise me that you'll be mine forever, and mine only… that you'll stay with me forever."

"I promise…"

Merlin gasped again as Arthur hit that special place deep inside of him for what felt like the hundredth time that night. "Yes! Right there…. Arthur, please!"

But before Arthur did anything, he leaned forward, until his cheek was brushing against Merlin's and he whispered softly to Merlin's ears, "Merlin…"

Merlin could trace the seriousness in Arthur's voice so he opened his eyes and murmured, his hands once again curled on Arthur's hair, "Hmmm?"

"Don't ever stop loving me, please." Arthur pleaded, desperation and honesty coating his voice like honey as he spoke.

"Never. Not in this lifetime nor any other after this." Merlin said with truth and determination.

These secrets meant to be discovered, vows of love meant to be exchanged with conviction, and this love meant to be made as a symbol of their bold and fearless affections and devotions- all these were long overdue, both of them knew. And yet, with unhurried passion, their bodies danced, with the moon as their only witness, as it lit their joined bodies that rocked against each other now and definitely many more times throughout the night.

"Merlin… Merlin, I'm close… please…" Arthur begged as he stroked Merlin's member, knowing that his lover was close to coming as well. His thrusts were now going as deep as they could and Merlin's moans were now as loud as his voice will allow and they echoed on the walls of Arthur's dark chambers. After a few more thrusts they came together, each other's names a cry from their lips like a shout of glory after a long and hard fought battle. It was like a glorious climax for their long, dramatic love story. Their panting breaths and shaking bodies, their voices that were now hoarse from moans and screams of each other's names, these were all mere evidences of the immense pleasure exchanged between the two men and the pure, unadulterated and unabashed passion they both shared.

Arthur reached behind him for whichever article of clothing was nearest and cleaned them both up. When he was finished, he threw the cloth back to the floor and pulled the nearly asleep Merlin in his arms and held him close and tight.

"I love you, Merlin. Thank you for coming back to me." He whispered and kissed Merlin's forehead one last time before he too fell in a peaceful slumber.

"I love you too. And I'll always come back to you, no matter where I am." Merlin vowed quietly in return as he snuggled closer to his lover with a contented sigh.

Both Merlin and Arthur knew that nothing's set in stone and many things could go wrong in the future. Would that matter? Of course it would. But right now, as they lie in each other's arms, ensconced in their own world of love, passion, and desire, the only thing that mattered was that they were together. Besides, it was with these uncertainties, these fears that they became dedicated to stay strong for each other in the very beginning of this love story. It was because of all those hardships that their love was strengthened to withstand anything and everything. Because what they have, no matter how it's viewed by everyone else, was still love. And like all kinds of love, it was as beautiful, as perfect, and as powerful as can be.

-The End-

End Notes: Thank you all for supporting my very first story. This was such a pleasure and honor to make for my fellow Merthur fans. I'm planning to write a sequel. Who's up for that?