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Merlin wakes with a start. It felt as if he was doused with gasoline and set alight. His magic was humming as he stood on shaky legs, there seemed to be something extremely wrong based on the amount of yelling and screaming echoing throughout the castle. As he leaves his room he spots Gaius standing in the middle of the physician's office, eyebrows furrowed as his fingers apply pressure to his eyes. A pose he has seen on the man many times when he was stressed.
"Gaius, what's wrong? Are we under attack?!" Merlin was about to run out in search of Arthur when Gaius' voice halted him.
"Worse. It's Uther."
"What's wrong with Uther? Is he dead? Or hurt?" Merlin could barely contain his fear and panic as he opened the door, Uther stood in front of him. Merlin doesn't get a chance to say or do anything until Uther brings his hands up to Merlin's face, bringing the younger man into a searing kiss so passionate it would make a prostitute blush.
" It's worse. He's gay ." Gaius' voice is low when he says this and Merlin's brain is short circuiting. ' What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck...' Was the only thought in Merlin's head as Uther somehow deepened the already whorish kiss before pushing Merlin away and slapping his face light he was the affronted one.
"I'll see you soon, Baby." Uther says before reaching around to slap at Merlin's ass. He turns around and struts off and for the first time this morning Merlin gets to see Uther. And more importantly got to see what Uther was wearing! Merlin had never been so confused in his life. Uther had strutted down the stone corridors in nothing but a black coloured coat, hole filled stockings and black heels. Merlin could see his arse cheeks as he wore the tiniest shorts Merlin has ever seen. Merlin almost broke his neck as he looked back to Gaius, his eyes flashing in confusion, concern and a little bit of horniness. (Not that he would ever tell that to anyone. )
" Gaius! What the fuck?!"
Gaius wasn't much of a help, he just paced around the room muttering to himself; " Not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again, not again..."
"Gaius! What is happening?!" Merlin shouts at the old man, his patients running dangerously thin. "Merlin, can you watch him for a few hours? I need to concoct a cure, then you need to bring him back here so we can give him the potion. Merlin, you cannot let people see him." Merlin could hear the urgency in his guardian's voice. Before Merlin could continue to question the man, another shout and a yell echoed around the chambers.
" Fucking hell." Merlin whispers before running out of the room and throughout the halls he sees almost every servant looking either accosted or blushing and fanning themselves. This obviously had something to do with Uther.
' How could a man in heels move so quickly?' Merlin thinks before rushing into the throne room, seeing it deserted which in itself is a strange occurrence, none of Uther's knights flanking his side, no chatter or clutter from the servants as they cleaned the area. Nothing but Uther, sitting in the throne, his legs crossed and hanging over the side of the armrest, his crown lopsided on his head as he looked Merlin up and down and licking his lips like Merlin was something desirable. Merlin feels himself flush as he could feel Uther's eyes burn through him, hotter than any pyre would be and he walks closer to the man, calling out for Arthur in his head, hoping the prince was nearby.
"Oh, hello Darling, told you I'd see you soon." The king says as he slaps his thighs slightly beckoning Merlin, which as if bewitched (ironic) Merlin moves in closer, still giving himself space from the clearly deranged man. He could hear the king muttering to himself, before he stood up with purpose, marching his way to Merlin as he began to sing more loudly and clearer. Merlin can see the make up painted on Uther's face. His face a pallor much paler than Uther's normal complexion, he had blue colouring around his eyes, sharp and thin eyebrows that arched highly. His lips were stained red and he had a black symbol in the shape of a heart on the right side of his mouth and cheek. He wore the fully black ensemble with silver jewellery dripping off his neck and fingers and he pulled Merlin in closer before he could move away.
" Don't get strung out by the way that I look. Don't judge a book by its cover. I'm not much of a man by the light of day. " Uther sings as he dances around Merlin, grabbing at the man as he pulls him along, walking back towards the throne, he plops down against the cushioned seat, dragging Merlin with him. And as Merlin falls against the king, his ass landing in Uther's lap as he grins manically, he continues to sing.
" But by night I'm one hell of a lover... " Which of course is when Arthur decides to enter the throne room. ' Fucking finally.' Merlin thinks as Uther begins pawing at him, kissing his neck and pulling at the neckerchief that he always wore. Merlin couldn't deny the feeling going through him at the attention from the king...and he knew it was wrong. He was maybe kinda in love with Arthur, but this was...the weirdest fucking boner he's ever had in his whole life. His stupid, cursed body responding to the ramblings and actions of a clearly sick man.
" I'm just a sweet transvestite. From Transexual, Transylvania, ha ha. " He continued to sing as he buckled into Merlin who screwed his eye's shut at the sensation. He heard as Arthur got closer and closer in a hurry, he could practically feel his friend's brain and thoughts crashing into his own as he tried to reach out to Merlin.
' Arthur, help me or I'm gonna fuck your dad.' Merlin thinks as he opens his eyes, he sees the absolute confused and somewhat devisated look on Arthur's face as he kneels in front of Uther, ever the faithful knight and son, best to always keep the decorum up after all.
' What the fuck has happened?!' Arthur thinks back to Merlin, albeit slightly more clumsy, telepathy was new to the man of course. ' You're guess is as good as mine! I woke up and he kissed me and for some reason I can't control myself!' Merlin thinks back and he could feel the flash of anger that erupted from Arthur at the mention of the kiss. Merlin thought that was interesting.
"You're majesty, am I allowed to leave?" Merlin asks hesitantly as he could feel Uther's hands travel under his shirt, nails scratching slightly at the skin and Merlin bit back a moan. Arthur glared at his father, watching as his hands touched the milky skin of Merlin, skin Arthur had longed to touch. It was unfair that Uther loses his mind and suddenly gets everything Arthur had wanted for months.
"You can leave after I'm done with you, Darling. " Uther whispers the last word as if it was a filthy secret, and it fucking felt like it too.
"Father. Let him go, I need him to complete his chores." Arthur tries to say and Uther raises his finger as he would normally, but with the same finger he makes it travel down Merlin's neck and Merlin closes his eyes at the feeling. Whatever was wrong with Uther was beginning to have a strange effect on the manservant. Arthur's eyes narrowed at the display, trying to ignore how much Merlin looked to be enjoying this. He hated Uther, after all, Uther had signed the death warrants of all of Merlin's kin...how could Merlin act like this with a man whom he hated so much?
' Arthur, I can't help this...it's like he's been cursed and it's making me act weird. Let Gaius know, maybe see if Morgana can help...' Merlin's thoughts reach out to Arthur lovingly, his magic caressing his brain as he would caress a cheek and Arthur felt heat travel up his neck at the sensation. ' Do not fuck my Dad while I'm gone. Merlin. Please.' Arthur had begged and Merlin felt his heart hurt. What did this mean for them?
' Then you better hurry, Sire. I don't know how long I can resist...' Merlin counters, his thoughts dripping with seduction as Arthur turns quickly, bolting out of the room faster than Merlin had ever seen the man move. Little did he know, Arthur was attempting to conceal the slight...interest, his netherregions were having to such a flirt Merlin and sensual presence in his mind. Made Athur's head swim. He made a beeline to Morgana who seemed concerned as she listened to Arthur tell his tale, and promised to go and check on her guardian and her friend and Arthur travelled to get Gaius.
When Morgana entered the throne room, when Arthur had told her what had happened...it really didn't compare to seeing it with her own eyes. The sight she walks into was enough to make her want to gouge her eyes out and live as a blind woman for the rest of her life. Merlin was straddling Uther, their lips greedily attacking one another as their hands explored each other's bodies.
" Nope ." Is the only thing she says as she backs out of the room, extremely disgusted by the sight. ' Gods...That'll never leave my mind...' Morgana thinks as she walks past an urgent Arthur, a flustered and puffed Gaius limping behind him as he carries something in his hands. A bucket of some kind.
"Morgana! What are you doing?!" Arthur shouts, halting his pace.
"Just...nope. Don't know what's wrong with them both, I can't witness this." Was all she said as she left the men to deal with whatever shit they had gotten themselves into and honestly, she'd rather steer clear of whatever lust drug Uther had infected the castle with, lest she act unbecoming of herself with her handmaiden.
"Go comb your hair or some shit, I'll go save Merlin myself." Arthur says and Morgana's eyebrow raises.
"And your Dad?" She asks innocently.
"Pardon?"
"Save Merlin...and your Dad...Right?" She teases and Arthur flushes. Arthur really didn't care about saving his father...What kind of son would put his servant above his father? What kind of knight would put a servant over a king? A shitty but dumb in love one, obviously.
"If they're fucking I think I'm gonna kill myself." Arthur mutters to no one in particular and hurries away back to the throne room before anything worse happens.