Merlin/Bruise balm

[runaway_smith]

Elyan leans against a tree and takes in the battlefield.

The sun is setting over the fallen soldiers but all Elyan can think is: thank the stars that I'm alive.

He can see his fellow knights gathered by the tents and he limps over to them, tired and aching but thrumming with the adrenaline rush of a fight well-fought.

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[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Pressing his weight down on Elyan - far more satisfying a move than with Percival - Gwaine kisses back with all his passion, using his legs to separate ELyan's own.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Pinned beneath the solid weight of Gwaine, Elyan opens his legs easily. Now that he's kissing him, touching him, all thoughts of teasing are gone.

He wants to be taken hard tonight and he knows Gwaine will oblige.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

"What do you want?" Gwaine asks between hot kisses, pressing their bodies tight together and rocking his hips teasingly.

"Tell me, Elyan."

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan grinds up against Gwaine, the battle roar fading in the circle of his friend's arms.

"Take me," he pants, breathless from their kisses and the anticipation of more to come. "I want to feel alive."

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Gwaine never needs telling twice, when the instructions are of that nature, kisses hot and sloppy against Elyan's throat even as he's using his knees to spread the other man's legs below him.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan lets Gwaine move him, yielding to the attack on his throat. He claws at Gwaine's back, slick with sweat and dirt, filthy in every way.

"Gods...Gwaine..."

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Sensing that Elyan's not interested in anything drawn out, tonight, Gwaine doesn't wait long before pressing his fingers to the other man's mouth. He knows that Elyan knows what to do.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan sucks Gwaine's fingers into his mouth, lapping at the pads with his tongue.

He wants Gwaine inside him before the last of his energy deserts him, wants to be driven to oblivion.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Ridiculously turned on by the way Elyan's sucking at his fingers, it's with a great force of willpower that Gwaine pulls his hand away from the other man's talented mouth.

Sliding down the body beneath his, he presses his first finger forward, rough and without warning.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan hisses, but his adrenaline's still flowing freely and it's not quite pain.

He buries his face into Gwaine's neck, sucking up a mark to stifle the sound and gripping Gwaine's arms hard enough to bruise.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Gwaine knows that there will be visible marks on his arms and throat, come morning, but he doesn't care. He wears all of his love bites and bruises with pride.

His preparation of the other man is as fast as it possibly can be, doubling up his fingers as soon as he thinks Elyan relaxed enough to take them. The knight asked to be taken, and that's what he'll do.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

It hurts, Gwaine's rough touch opening him up quickly, but Elyan welcomes the pain. He bites Gwaine's neck, breaking the skin and tasting blood and salt.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Gwaine yells at the sharp pain of the bite, but he doesn't pull back or complain. He can appreciate the pleasure that comes alongside pain.

Switching up to three fingers, he shuffles himself closer between Elyan's legs, making sure he's truly ready for him.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan moans, stretched on Gwaine's fingers, realising that the whole camp must know now what's happening in their tent and not caring how loud they are.

"What are...you waiting for?" he gasps in Gwaine's ear.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

"For you to loosen up a little," Gwaine shoots back. He may like it rough, but he knows there's a long day's horse riding tomorrow. He's not going to make Elyan suffer unnecessarily.

Pulling his fingers back once he thinks Elyan can take it, Gwaine spits into his own hand, his saliva a rough and ready lubricant for his dick. Crawling forwards, he pulls the other knight's legs up over his shoulders, and presses himself inside.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan cries out, Gwaine's cock searing him from the inside. He rests his head on his friend's shoulder, gasping against him, the warm solid weight of him pressing him into the bedroll.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

"Is this what you wanted?" Gwaine asks, voice deep and breathy against Elyan's ear.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

"Yes...gods, Gwaine..."

Elyan presses close, grinning against Gwaine's skin. "Now move."

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Gwaine doesn't need any further instructions, doing as he's told and then some. His thrusts are hard, fast and brutal, and if they'd been doing this on a proper bed he'd have be making it rock.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan shudders from the force with which Gwaine's pounding into him, answering his need to be taken beyond himself and driven into the ground beneath the thin blankets.

"More...harder..." Elyan urges.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Giving Elyan just what he's asking for, Gwaine wraps both hands tight around the other man's hips. There'll be bruises there too, come morning, and not for the first time Gwaine wishes Elyan's skin were a lighter colour, so as to better show up his marks.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan thrusts up to meet him, driving Gwaine deeper, responding to the possessive hold the man has on his hips and desperate for contact for his straining cock.

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

Continuing his brutal pace, Gwaine ducks his head, lips pressing to Elyan's ear again.

"Like this?" He manages to ask, voice far more breathless now.

[runaway-smith.livejournal.com]

Elyan pulls Gwaine closer, sure that if Gwaine just touched him, he would explode.

"You know I love it. You just - gods - want me to feed y-your ego."

[sir-gwaine.livejournal.com]

"There is that," Gwaine manages, hand finally snaking between them to wrap around Elyan's cock.