Hungry mouths frantically moving against one another, fighting for every last bit of stolen passion.
Hands gripping and pulling at the thin scrapes of clothing separating their flesh.
Her back pressed against the shuttered window, sitting on the small countertop, as fingers quickly trace up her thighs, under her dress, reaching for the lace panties and ripping them away.
She pulls her mouth away and tilts her head back to moan as his fingers enter her, his mouth now on her neck, nipping and kissing his way down to her collarbone.
Her fingers make quick work of his belt and trousers and grab hold of his hardening flesh, giving it a slight tug of insistence.
Fingers removed, he lifts her thigh up slightly and recaptures her lips with his as he enters her forcefully.
Flesh pressing against flesh, flush with emotion, they quickly find their release.
Breathless they move apart only far enough to try to catch their breath, staring into each other's eyes.
A couple hours earlier
"I hate weddings; I can't believe you convinced me to come to this with you." Alec said as he finished off his third glass of champagne, thinking that at least the tall flutes were free and plentiful.
Margot reached over a grabbed them both new glasses as she turned to the agent, "Karen works at MI6, everyone was invited. I couldn't get out of it without looking bad, and I certainly wasn't going to come by myself. It's your own rotten luck that you were in town for it or I would have brought Marcus."
"I wasn't invited, why couldn't you have just brought Marcus and left me out of it?" Alec asked as he took the drink from her hand, only mostly kidding. "James and Q aren't here, how did they get out of it?"
Margot gave him a playful smack in the gut, "You know James is on a mission, and Q wasn't about to let anyone else run it but him. Perfectly excusable. If I let you out of it then I would have had to listen to everyone lamenting over my obviously failing relationship with a man who wouldn't even accompany me to a coworkers wedding. Not a chance buddy."
"It wouldn't be so bad if all the women would stop asking when they would be going to our wedding. We've only been dating eight months, why is everyone in such a rush to get us down the aisle?" he grumbled.
"They don't really want us to get married you know, at least not all of them." Margot stared out into the crowd of people on the dance floor, "They are just trying to get to you."
Alec looked confused, "I don't understand."
Margot took another sip of her drink, "They want to put it in your head that I want to get married, because that's what us 'crazy women' always want, so you'll get scared enough to break it off before I ruin your carefree, unmarried life. Or some such nonsense."
Alec's confusion wasn't going away, "Why would they want that?"
Margot laughed a bit, "So they could comfort you, naked." She reached her free hand up to his neck gently pulling his face down to hers, kissing him gently, and "Not to worry though, I am not the least bit interested in getting married to anyone just yet. The only plans I have for our future is getting you to take me to see the new Star Trek film this weekend."
Alec pulled back, smiling, "I thought you already saw it with Q? Besides I'm not sure I want to spend the whole movie listening to you swoon over Otterbit Cuddlebunny, or whatever his name is."
"That would be Q. I'm actually partial to the captain." Margot replied with a smirk, as Alec pulled her into a tickling hug.
Things didn't improve as the reception continued. By the time they got to the garter toss, both Margot and Alec were feeling a bit warm from all the champagne they had consumed. So when the groom turned and flicked the garter right at Alec instead of the customary toss over the shoulder, Margot groaned audibly. 'They even got the groom in on this! My God, if only they showed this much organization and teamwork in the office', she thought.
It was a bit surprising though that when all the unmarried women gathered for the bouquet toss the bundle of flowers still landed right in Margot's folded arms. She had even moved to the other side of the group AFTER the bride had turned her back to them. What did they do, get a tracking unit and mini-propulsion rockets from Q branch? It certainly didn't help that everyone actually stepped away from her as the flowers came closer.
At least she didn't have some guy she barely knew placing the garter around her thigh, she thought with a smile. The alcohol making her a little daring, she flashed Alec a bit of the lace garter belt and matching panties she had on under her dress as he was kneeling in front of her. She saw his eyebrows shoot up a bit, and knew he had seen them. So when the music started up again and he pulled her to her feet to dance, she wasn't surprised to feel a slight bulge pressing against her as he held her close.
They waited for everyone else to join them on the dance floor before quickly stealing away from the crowd. Alec pulled her through the maze of tables to a set of doors near the back of the reception hall. They lead to a quiet corridor connecting one hall to another, but it was empty. They were the only party going on that day. Alec put his arm around Margot's waist so they were side by side, as he led her to a small door marked 'Employees Only'.
"I don't think we're meant to be back here." Margot whispered with a slight giggle, as he immediately pulled her through another door to a room that wasn't much more than an empty walk in closet, with a shudder window on one wall, small countertop below it.
"Coat check room." He explained in a hushed voice as he pulled her over to the counter, closing the distance between them as his mouth found hers.