For prodigalmess - A Meal to Remember

[youngestrose]

 As they stood outside the door to her grandmother's penthouse apartment, Margaery checked Malcolm over one last time. He looked impeccable as always, in a dark blue suit and perfectly shined shoes. The color of the suit complemented his eyes well and she found him so attractive that she'd been tempted to make them fashionably late by pulling him into her apartment and having her way with him when he arrived to pick her up. Alas, that would have to wait until after he'd dazzled her family with his wit and charm.

She was dressed a bit more casually than him, since she wasn't trying to impress anyone that night - a jumpsuit and heels she'd chosen out of her recently remodeled closet. Her turn would come soon, when she'd meet his mother and sister.  She wiped a bit of lipstick from his cheek where she'd kissed him earlier and smiled.

"Are you ready?" 

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[youngestrose]

She loves the feel of his skin - hot compared to hers - and she presses her breasts hard against his chest. His tongue, as always, teases and makes her want more. She lets him finish undressing her and contemplates pulling him down with her. She'd love to feel him inside her but it's too soon. Maybe she'll get lucky and he'll be ready to go again by the time he's made her come with his mouth.

He targets all of her sensitive places, starting with her neck. Her pulse picks up a little, then significantly more when he reaches her nipples. His teeth graze across the top of one, making her moan and squirm underneath him.

"You know me too well," she says as if it's a bad thing.

[prodigalmess]

He smiles against her skin. "I think you know I love your breasts," he says. Malcolm hasn't been shy about it in the past. He lathes her nipple with his tongue as his fingers start to explore between her legs.

When he's ready, he moves further down her body, settling between her thighs. After a few teasing kisses to her inner thighs, Malcolm kisses down over her folds, parting her open with his tongue and easily finding her clit.

[youngestrose]

She does know, though he can't possibly love them more than she loves what he does to them. Her hips twitch at the first touch of his tongue and a soft moan drifts past her lips.

"Slowly," she whispers, though he already knows how much she likes to be teased. She relishes the anticipation, the slow build-up to all-consuming need. Maybe it's because she nearly always has to be so controlled and poised. Whatever the reason, she loves it when he makes her beg.

[prodigalmess]

Malcolm tends to not be a tease during this. He gets so excited and wants to please her so much that he has more of a tendency to be overenthusiastic. However, he takes instruction very well, and he knows that when he goes more slowly he makes it even better for Margaery.

His tongue moves lazily against her, flicking over her clit before moving back down to taste her. She will always taste absolutely perfect to him. He's willing to let her pleasure build, bring her up until she's trembling and can't take it anymore.

[youngestrose]

She inhales sharply at every touch of his tongue over her clit, then sighs with a hint of frustration when he moves elsewhere. It's not long before she's gripping the couch cushions to stop herself from grabbing him by the hair and forcing him to say in one place. This is what she asked for and she feels lucky to have found a man who will give it to her.

"More," she pleads. "I want... inside...." Those beautiful, long fingers that he uses to find her g-spot so wonderfully. When combined with his tongue on her clit, they never fail to make her come so hard she nearly sees stars.

[prodigalmess]

He glances up at her, his eyes bright blue with arousal. Malcolm's always happy to give her exactly what she wants. Margaery has him wrapped around her finger.

His lips wrap around her clit, suckling gently while two of his fingers tease at her entrance. Malcolm wants them nice and wet so that he doesn't hurt her. Slowly, he pushes his fingers into her heat, tips searching for that ridged place inside of her that he knows will drive her mad with pleasure.

[youngestrose]

With the inside and outside combined she's quickly pushed to her peak. It seems to last forever, hips lifting off the couch, before she at last tumbles over with a shudder and a low moan from deep in her throat. When the waves of pleasure have subsided enough for her to catch her breath, she looks down to see him looking up at her with a satisfied smile on his face. She can only smile and reach her hands down to pull him up to lay beside her.

[prodigalmess]

Damn. Malcolm absolutely loves giving her orgasms like that, the ones that make her body tremble and make her lose her senses for a moment. He doesn't stop until he's sure she's finished, then removes his fingers from her and sits up.

Allowing himself to be pulled up next to her, Malcolm wraps an arm around her waist and pulls her in close. "Now I'm too tired to move," he says, giving her a kiss.

[youngestrose]

She grabs the blanket off the back of the couch and spreads it over them, returning his kiss before snuggling underneath his chin.

"There's nothing we can do but have a naked nap." Her whole body is warm even without the blanket, and his skin against hers is as comforting as always. There's nowhere else she'd rather be.

[This feels done. Yes?]

[prodigalmess]

[ Yep! ]