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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[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

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!

[youngestrose.livejournal.com]

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."

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

"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.

[youngestrose.livejournal.com]

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."

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

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?"

[youngestrose.livejournal.com]

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."