Theon's Birthday Present - for stoner_kraken

[youngestrose]

Theon's gift had taken weeks of planning. Every idea Margaery came up with had to be repeatedly revised, then eventually given up on. That was until she'd arrived at her last idea. She knew what he wanted - it was obvious. She was not in a position to give that to him; to give herself to him. But maybe there was a way to get close and still make him happy.

A nude or even semi-nude photo was out of the question - she could never guarantee that it wouldn't end up in the wrong hands. So a live presentation it had to be. The location was the second problem. If they were seen entering a hotel it could be a disaster for her reputation. In the end she settled on her own flat. If questions arose they could be easily answered by the fact that Theon was friends with her brother.

She answered the door in a basic black dress and heels. Nothing extraordinary, not overly revealing - she wanted what was underneath to be the real surprise. The dress was just the wrapping. She kissed his cheek as he walked in. If he looked around the living room, he'd see nothing out of the ordinary. Nice furnishings to be sure, but if he was expecting some sort of romantic scene to be set, with candles and music playing, he would be disappointed.

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As she moved closer, his hand slipped up and down her side, stroking her. As she pointed out some of his good traits, the heel of his palm brushed the side of her breast. Oddly enough, that did make him feel a bit guilty.

"What kind of dreams?" He asked as he quickly pulled his hand up to now stroke her hair away from her face, while frowning in confusion.

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Margaery's eyes closed as his hand moved along her side. They opened again in surprise when he touched her face. She'd expected to be groped. Instead he was looking at her, and genuinely interested in what she was saying, not where her body was in relation to his. A corner of her heart melted.

"Nothing important. Little things, insignificant moments. Like what we'd have for supper, or what color ribbons my friend would have in her hair. Usually I didn't even remember the dream until it came to pass. I'd be sitting at the piano during a lesson, and the teacher would turn a page, and I'd realize I had dreamed it already." Her gaze drifted from his eyes down to his lips, then back again.

"Do you think I'm strange?"

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"No." He shook his head slightly, his whole attention apparently focused on that strand of hair that wouldn't simply stay tucked behind her ear, no matter how many times he attempted it.

"It's a shame you lost that." He whispered, slipping a leg between hers. "But I don't think that's the only thing that made you special."

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"You don't?"

She knew that strand of hair well. She fought it on a daily basis. She let him keep trying, though. His touch was gentle, and she liked having his attention on her face instead of her breasts. Even his leg between hers didn't feel like an attempt to seduce her - just get closer. She wrapped her leg around his and smiled.

"That's about the same time that Loras stopped sleeping in my room. When I was a baby we all slept in a huge bed like a bunch of puppies. As each of my brothers got older, they stopped. One by one. Until I was left alone." She knew now that he would understand what that felt like.

"It's not fair, is it? Growing up. I miss being young. I miss falling asleep in someone's arms. I felt so safe and loved."

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"No." He offered a smile, but decided to keep his comment a cryptic one. Left her wondering.

"That's part of growing up." He knew exactly what that meant. When Theon was a little boy, slipping into Asha's bed was always comforting, whenever storms woke him up and the waves crashed hard against the shore, the wind attacking their house and making every piece of wood in it whine in pain.

"You find someone else to hold you as you fall asleep."

As if proving his point, he slipped his arm around her back and pulled her closer. Even though he wasn't completely hard, he could feel his own bulge press against her delicate body.

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She knew it was. It didn't mean she had to like it. She wasn't usually one to complain, but with him she felt she could.

He was pulling her close, and she wanted him to. She could feel him against her, but he wasn't being lewd about it, he was just holding her. She closed her eyes and laid her head on his chest. She listened to his heart beating, and wanted to believe he loved her. She thought it might actually be possible, someday. But he doesn't yet.

She moved her arm around his torso, her hand coming to rest on his back. "If you're holding me, then I'm holding you too."

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It was hard not to shift his hips, see just how much friction he could get away with and what her response would be to it. But Margaery was clearly somewhere else, and wanted also something else from him. It truly made him wonder just how willing to commit himself Theon truly was.

Not long ago, he was spending all his pocket money and even borrowing some to be able to hire Ros again. Writting songs for her. Doing his best to get her to agree to go see one of his gigs. But, what would have happened if she had agreed? Asha would cut his balls if he dated a prostitute, it would be all over the papers. His father would disinherit him. And... Would he had changed his feelings after Margaery came into the picture? Would someone else come if things got serious with the Tyrell girl?

As he bowed his head and kissed the top of hers, his phone blipped to tell him he had received a text. After kissing her head again, he pulled his phone out to check the message he was already expecting.

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Margaery was content to stay in the warmth of his arms for the rest of the night. She was even finding herself a little drowsy, and beginning to think some snogging was a good idea, when his phone beeped. She lifted her head, wondering just where he pulled that phone from considering his pants and shirt were on the floor.

She was torn between sadness and anger. She could snap about whether he was missing another date. She could be nice and just ask if he needed to go. Or she could guilt him into staying, or try to lure him with the promise of more touching. In the end she said nothing. While he checked his phone she pulled herself out of his arms and shifted back to the other side of the bed. The choice was his - stay or go. She had done enough manipulating him for one evening.

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Theon re-read the message several times, but just couldn't figure what to do. The fact that Margaery had just pulled away, sent an even clearer message, which pissed him off a little.

Lowering his phone, he shifted to leean closer to her, press up, in the hope that the blonde Tyrell would respond the way he had craved for a long time now.

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At first she was pleased that he put down the phone. Then he moved closer and her heart sank. Then she was angry with herself for allowing her heart to become involved at all. Anger starting to burn in her core, she reached down between them and grabbed the bulge she had been avoiding since she'd invited him into her bed.

"Is this really the only thing you want from me? The only reason you have to stay?" If he bothered to look her in the eye he would see not anger or lust, but hurt, and a pleading for his answer to be 'no'. What had started as a game had changed for her, she could not deny it any more. Leave it to Margaery to fall for the one man in England who does not want to marry her.

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Theon's eyes grew wide, his hips flinching back slightly, as back as Margaery's grip would allow him, really.

"I only want that thing I know for a fact that you want too." If only her fingers were not digging into his sack like needles, he'd even try to dry hump it. "Is it so wrong?"

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She released him and slumped back onto the pillows. She closed her eyes and shook her head.

"I just told you what I want, Theon." Comfort. To be held until she fell asleep. How much more plain could she be? Or perhaps she was asking for more than he was capable of giving.

"If you want to go, just go. You came here for your present and I've given it to you."

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"You also pointed a few things you wanted me to do to you." Shifting and clearly relieved now his balls were not being crashed, Theon propper himself up with his elbow. Looking down to her, he once again tried to secure behind her ear that rebel lock of hair, before brushing down with the tips of his fingers the curve of her chest.

After a little doubt, he turned his phone back on, re-read his message.

"Sorry, I did promised the lads I'd meet them. You know how it is."

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"Those were fantasies, not instructions." Even she didn't believe that. She knew a not small part of her had hoped he would break free of his bonds. She swallowed hard and sighed at the gentleness of his touch. He was playing her like a fiddle, and she could not keep it from working.

"Of course. It's your day. You should spend it how you like."

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He could see her nipples were still perky, even through her shirt. As tempted as Theon was to get a proper feel, he was aware of how he needed to be careful around the Tyrell girl. As tempting as it was, he circled her nipple, not touching it, and slid down to her flat stomach.

"I'm glad I got to see you though. This present was... Brilliant."

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She watched his face as he hand moved down her body. She knew she should push it away, she should make him stop. She could not make herself do it. Other words were forming in her mind, and coming out of her mouth before she could bite them back.

"Will you come back? After?" What am I doing? she thought, her hand finally moving to cover his and still it on her stomach. "You could sleep here. I'll make you breakfast in the morning." Good lord, just throw yourself at him, you tart.

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With his thumb, Theon stroked the soft fabric of her pajama. He could almost tell that her skin was as soft as the silk covering it. It would simply take pulling a bit on the garment to be able to see this for himself.

"You want me to sleep with you?" Grinning, Theon leaned closer, is body pressing against Margaery's side.

Finally!

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She moved her hand from his to his cheek. "Sleep. Not shag." He was trying to shift the balance of power between them, and she could not give it up. With control over the situation went her heart.

"I see through you, Theon Greyjoy. You act as if sex is everything and the only thing. You use it to protect yourself from having to care about anyone besides yourself. You grew up feeling alone and you had to become hard and overconfident to hide the pain you felt at being separated from everyone you had ever loved." She leaned into him, tugged his face down to hers, and kissed him softly.

"I promise I will not hurt you, and I will not abandon you." She moved his hair from his eyes, those slate-grey eyes that hid as much as the held. "I am not a meaningless shag. If you want me to open my legs for you, you must first open your heart to me. No more hiding."

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"You want me to go spread eagle on my first time?" He joked, a bit of clear nervousness, an uneasy feeling easy to be read on his face. The things he had already shared with her had been hard enough to let go.

At the same time, the thought of someone truly wanting to know more about him? That was new, exciting almost.

Scary too.

"I really should go." Theon practically whispered, his hand now resting on her thigh.

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She was very aware of the location of his hand. Hyperaware, even. She was showing all of her cards. It was a big gamble, and she did not know if it was going to pay off.

"Wide open or just a crack, either way, open your heart to me. I promise you will not regret it." She kissed him again, soft and sweet, almost chaste. She wanted him to see how it felt to be wanted, not just desired. Softness and warmth and comfort can feel just as good as sex, sometimes.

"I will not make you stay, if you want to go. But the invitation to come back later stands."

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As nervous as Margaery was about the location of Theon's hand, the Greyjoy boy felt the same on regards of her advances. It wasn't is territory, opening up to girls. He never dated them for long, his experience with Kyra had been enough for a lifetime, as far as he was concerned.

But there was no denying Margaery was more than just a shag.

"I'm sorry, my mates are going to kill me if I don't..." He gestured vaguely at the door, before sitting up and turning to pick up his pants.

He wanted to kill himself from walking away from this chance.

"I'll text you, okay?"

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She had not expected him to make up his mind right away. Finding the courage to open your heart after all of the pain he had suffered could not be easy. If he decided to do it at all. She sat up and watched him dress, sad, but satisfied. Even if he chose to be a coward and give up his pursuit of her, she would still learn one valuable thing about him - it would mean his fear of being hurt was stronger than his sex drive.

"Don't forget dinner at my family's house this Sunday. I'm sure Loras already invited you." That was her way of getting around inviting him, but at the same time making sure he would be there. "Maybe by then you'll have decided whether you can accept my terms."