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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[youngestrose.livejournal.com]

Even after the weeks she'd spent getting to know him, and the knowledge that the charm was mostly false, it still made her smile. She noticed his eyes wandering and caught him under the chin with one finger, moving his gaze back to her face.

"The rest is easy. You do what I tell you to, without question or complaint. And I'm sure you're familiar with the concept of 'no means no'." She drained the rest of her glass and set it down on the coffee table.

"I think that's it. I hope you can appreciate how much trust I'm placing in you. I wouldn't do this for just anyone." In fact, she had never done anything so risque before.

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Of course Margaery catches him looking, but before Theon allows her any time to chastise him, he bows his head to kiss her hand. If she even feels like calling him out after that, he can always point out how hard it is to keep himself from admiring just how beautiful and sexy she is.

To be fair, he wouldn't be lying.

Rubbing his hand on his jeans, he did his best to hide the increasing bulge between his legs. He kept nodding as she spoke. "The thought alone is a great birthday gift."

Even if he couldn't wait to see the real one.

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She let him have his stolen kiss and fleeting touches, as she knew they would be the last he received from her for a while.

"You're as bad a liar as you are a good charmer." She took his nearly empty glass and set it next to hers on the table, then took his hand. She stood, pulling him to his feet with her, and led him down the hall to her bedroom.

There was the scene one would expect. The music playing was so soft they hadn't been able to hear it from the other room. Candles burned on every flat surface, filling the room both with light and scent. The room was dominated by a king-sized four poster bed covered with an overfilled silk comforter.

Margaery pointed to a chair sitting across from the foot of the bed. "Sit."

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His thumb stroked her fingers, rubbing the rings around them against her fair skin as he took in their surroundings. Few things were as thrilling as letting a girl guide you to her room for the first time. Had other men, aside from her brothers, been there?

Of course, it was all he expected. Girly, but not over the top, like Sansa's. It was stylish, but not too posh. The flowery scent coming from the candles filled the room and soon Theon's lungs too.

He simply wanted to take her, strip her with his teeth and very slowly fuck her into the soft mattress of her bed. Those comforter would sure feel like sinking into clouds underneath them.

And yet, she reminded him of her rules...

"Are you sure?" He asked, obeying, even if he was clearly reluctant about it.

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"What did I say about questions?" was her only reply. Once he was seated she strolled to the bed and retrieved several silk scarves, which she carried over to the chair. She knelt in front of him with a wicked grin on her face.

"It's not that I don't trust you... but I don't trust you enough to believe you'll stay in this chair once you see what I have for you." Truth be told, she also did not trust herself to stop him should he try to touch her. She proceeded to tie his legs to the legs of the chair, not too tight, her intention was not to cause him pain. The chair had arms as well, but she left his hands free for now.

"You are not allowed to touch me, but you may touch yourself if you must." She rose slowly, leaning forward so he could see down her dress. Then she kissed him - one brief but deep kiss - before stepping back.

"Close your eyes."

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It was like some scene out of a movie, being tied back by some beautiful girl with her soft, Harrods' silk scarves. If Theon actually wanted to, he'd free himself with a couple of kicks, ripp her pretty scarves apart. But part of him wanted to behave for her, see where it'll get him, beeing a good boy for Margaery.

Taking a deep, stuttering breath through his nose, he kissed her back. Her tongue pridding his mouth and hearing her virginal lips tell him all about how he could wank if he needed to, was enough to make his jeans feel even tighter. Did she really wonder if he'd need to wank? Wasn't that obvious?

"You're evil." He hissed, his own lips curling in an earnest smile. Complaining or not, he did as he was told.

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"You wouldn't want me any other way," she replied, pleased to see that he closed his eyes as he was told. She took a deep breath, then exhaled. It was time.

She backed away from him until she was against the foot of the bed. Reaching behind her, she slowly unzipped her dress, let it fall off of her shoulders and onto the floor. She kicked it to the side, its job now done, and checked herself quickly in the full length mirror.

She was clad in a Black and teal corset (http://fredericks.scene7.com/is/image/Fredericks/56020_main?$mainredesign$), one she'd chosen precisely because it combined the color of the sea, which he would like, and a rose-like lace pattern, which she liked. She had matched it with black lace panties and garter, and thigh-high black pantyhose. She kept her heels on because they showed her calves to their best. Reassured that she looked perfect, she turned back to face him.

"Alright. Open your eyes."

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

"No, I wouldn't." It was intimidating, just how much she knew him. Theon suspected that part of why Margaery had him wrapped around her little finger, involved just how much control she had over... Whatever was going on between them.

Of course, the fact that she was stunning was an enourmous plus. Theon could not deny it, specially not after he was finally allowed to open his eyes. His lips slowly parted until his mouth was vrtually hanging.

She was practically a model. And here she was, not only baring most of her perfect body to him, but she was doing this for him alone.

"... You said I can touch myself, right?" He asked, stutteting out a nervous laugh.

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The look on his face was all of the reward she needed. It spoke volumes more than the words "you're beautiful" ever could.

"Happy birthday, darling," she said softly before turning around, a slow spin that allowed him to get a full view.

"Yes, you can. Because I certainly am." She laid down across the foot of the bed, the leg closest to him dangling off the bed, the other propped up. She ran one finger slowly down the inside of her thigh as she watched his reaction.

"You asked me once what I think about when I'm alone. I'm going to tell you... while I show you."

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"Fuck--" ing hell, Theon muttered under his breath. He was being the good student, the nice pupil that did as he was told and obeyed Margaery in any way possible. And she hated when she swore, didn't she?

It was worth it, bitimh his tongue. Anything to keep her from scaring away, leaving him with the wood of his life. The thought alone of a lap dance was enough to get him going, but this? Watching her wank, sharing her fantasies.

Even though he was in a rush undoing his belt and pants, there was a clear reluctance once Theon reached his boxers. Did she mean it? Was she testing him?

"You're going to kill me here, love." He breathed out, as he finally slipped a hand under his boxers.

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"But what a way to go, yeah?" This setup, it was the closest she could get to giving him what he truly wanted. It would have to be enough - but hopefully not enough to actually kill him.

With her fingers she pushed aside the fabric of the panties and touched herself, her eyelids fluttering closed. Despite all of the anxiety in getting to this point she finds she is already turned on.

"I start by remembering what it was like to kiss you." She moves her fingers in a slow circle and sighs with pleasure. "The feel of your tongue as it touched mine."

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When he pulls himself out, Theon is already hard and proud. It only takes a littlr rubbing of his thumb on the head of his cock before the precome makes it glisten.

His eyes are glued to the glimpsy of Margaery's sex, and as she details her intimate secrets, he can only think of one thing.

"I want to eat you out with it."

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"Mmm, I know you do," she whispers, her fingers moving faster. "But first I imagine your lips here." Her spare hand moves up to the underside of her chin. She arches her back as she slides her hand down her neck slowly.

"And here." It moves even lower, freeing her breast from the corset. The nipple is swollen and hard and aching for friction, She glides the tip of her index finger around the hard top and moans softly.

"And here. Your mouth and tongue, licking and sucking, until I can hardly wait any longer for you to take me."

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Biting his lip, Theon watches intently. He barely blinks, almost as if afraid he'd miss anything important if his full attention wasn't on Margaery, even for a second.

"I could do that." He manages to say, once he recovers the power to control himself and speak. Theon doesn't know where to look. Should he keep trying to figure how the soft folds of her sex are traced, or should he concentrate on that perky nipple? He tugs on his cock harder, just as he debates this.

"I could make you cum, right now."

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There, she thinks, moaning as she focuses in on her swollen clit. He could make her cum; he's going to from across the room. He does every time she imagines them together, and deep down she'd known that he would tonight.

"Tell me," she breathes out, other hand moving to the other breast. A squeeze of the nipple and she inhales sharply. Her hips move rhythmically against the ever quickening rubbing of her hand.

"Tell me what you'd do to me." She turns her head back toward him and opens her eyes. She stops breathing for a long moment, captivated by the sight of his hard cock in his hand. Her imagination did not do it, or him, justice.

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

He's doing his damnest not to quicken his pace, trying to drag this as long as he can. The long they take, the more he'll see and the more chances for Margaery to give up and come claim his dick.

"I'd lay you one your back and fuck you slow at first. I'd wait until it drives you crazy and you beg me to go harder on you." He rolled his hips in a circular motion, his fist pulling his skin as his hand closed tighter around his cock. "I'd pull you up so that you were able to ride me. I'd take your tits in my mouth and suck them until they were bruised."

His plan of delaying his come was not working now, no matter how slow he attempted to make his fist go.

[youngestrose.livejournal.com]

It was the last part that pushed her over the edge. She'd always imagined giving in to him, letting him take control and ravage her as he wanted. The fact that he dreamed of letting her ride him meant she would be able to set the pace and depth and just imagining that made her come with a shudder and a groan. The exquisite pleasure seemed to last for an eternity, her hips lifted off the bed, his name tumbling from her lips more than once, along with 'yes' and 'oh god'.

When at last the waves began to subside she collapsed onto the bed, spent and happy. She could only hope that she had not made an embarrasing scene during her orgasm.

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

Theon always wondered if Margaery would be a screamer. Watching her there, squirming as she imagined all the things he wanted to do to her, calling out his name...

There was no point, he was going to come, he could already feel his orgasm making his bod tingle. He couldn't hold back any longer, started wanking earnestly.

With heavy eyelids, Theon rested his cheek on his shoulder as he watched the blonde Tyrell. Silently gasping her name, he started to shoot his load, his come falling on perly strips over his belly and his pants.

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She watched as he came, a smile on her lips at the knowledge that her performance had pushed him that far. Margaery tucked herself back into her corset and fixed her panties. Slowly, languidly, she slid off of the bed to retrieve a box of tissues and carry it to him.

"Did you enjoy your gift?" she asked with a smirk. She didn't have to ask, the evidence was all over his pants.

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

Theon's head was hanging back, his loud and heavy breathing barely letting him hear what Margaery was doing. As she approached, her voice became clear. With a groan, he raised his head and stared at the girl through narrowed eyes.

He debated if asking the Tyrell girl to clean him up as part of the gift.

"How could I not?" He reached for the tissues. "You knew exactly what I wanted."

And she gave him the closest thing.

[youngestrose.livejournal.com]

Margaery strolled back to the bedside table and returned the tissues to their proper place, allowing Theon a little privacy to clean himself up. He was right, she had tried to give him what he wanted. Now that it was over, though, she couldn't help but think about what she wanted.

After a few moments she returned to him and knelt once again, this time to untie the scarves holding his ankles to the chair.

"Will you stay with me?" It was like she was hearing someone else ask. Real lovers, after making love, would stay in bed and cuddle, or so she had seen in movies and television shows. He wanted the sex. She wanted the intimacy. Her fingers fumbled with one of the knots. She felt more vulnerable in that moment than she had the entire time she'd let him watch her.

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"Stay?" Still brushing the come off his pants with the tissues, Theon stared at the girl who had turned his birthday into a memorable one. There was only a little and yet massive problem.

"I sort of have plans for later. But, I could stay for a while?"

And if he was lucky, she'd be up to actually have a taste of his cock, after all. Theon just needed a little time to convince her.

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She finally managed to get the knot undone. It appeared he had tightened it by struggling against it. She was thrown, but only for a moment. She looked up at him and put a hand on his knee.

"What could you possibly have to do that would be better than being with me?" Perfectly worded. There was no possible acceptable answer except the one she wanted. She rose to her feet with a satisfied smile.

"I'm going to change into something I can actually breathe in. Why don't you get the wine from the other room? I'll meet you in the bed." She does not give him a chance to argue before she's disappeared into her closet, where she changes into a pair of silk pajamas.

[stoner-kraken.livejournal.com]

What could be better? Going to see the final cut of his fucking video was definitely a higher priority, if the only thing he was going to get here was a teased cock.

Theon didn't complain and did as he was told though.

Sitting on the bed, he set the glasses and wine on the bedside table, before slipping his t-shirt off, over his head.

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When she re-emerged, and saw that he'd removed his shirt, all she could do was shake her head. Technically the game was over, and he didn't still have to follow her commands. She hadn't intended for him to strip, though now she realized she should have expected it. She opened her mouth to tell him to put it back on - then stopped as she got a better look at his torso. He was remarkably fit. It would be a shame to cover that up, really.

Margaery climbed into the bed and made herself comfortable, propped up by the many pillows, and patted the space next to her. If he believed he still had to follow her orders, she was not going to correct him.