Part III: Family Matters
Chapter: Halloween
Myers and Kat had just finished hanging up the last decorations in the big meeting room Margot had managed to get for the party, and he took a moment to look around.
Yeah, he had to admit, Margot was a natural born party planner. She'd managed to turn this dull meeting room into a dark, menacing hall from a medieval castle, just by using candles and blood red festive lights, black tablecloths, and black lace curtains they had hang on the walls. There were old, creepy looking candelabras and statues (that Margot had probably sneaked out of Broom's library) on the tables and corners of the room, and she'd chosen a playlist of Halloween themed music and horror sounds, that did add up to the atmosphere.
And of course there was a ton of things to eat and drink, including cakes that looked like real human brains (though Myes wondered who on Earth would want to eat those), and a bowl of eerie looking, dark blue punch, that had dry ice in it, making it bubble and steam. There was also a huge cooler, that contained all sorts of beers for those who weren't into the punch. Myers had to admit, that all looked great. About time, though, for the party was supposed have started already, and Margot had invited everybody - including Manning.
Just then Margot stepped into the room, carrying a bowl of potato crisps, and laid it down on the table.
"Heyy, it's all done!" she exclaimed happily. "Thanks, John! And Kat too, I couldn't have done this without you."
But both Kat and Myers were momentarily left speechless, for they'd noticed what Margot was wearing.
Her red hair was on beautiful curls, and from them stuck out two pink, long and fluffy bunny ears. Her petite form was barely covered, for she was only wearing an incredibly sexy black outfit which's top part was a tight corset, and the bottom half a pair of super short hot pants. With them she wore a black bow tie on her neck, a pair of fishnet stockings and super high heels. And of course long, black satin gloves. Her thick fake lashes had little diamonds in them, that sparkled when she blinked, and she'd applied a generous amount of pink lipstick and rouge that matched the color of the bunny ears.
"Is that your costume? A playboy Bunny. Seriously, Margot?" Kat raised an eyebrow.
"What? I'm just embracing my new, American identity, full heartedly."
"But Playboy? What kind of an outfit is that for a feminist?"
"I'm sure as Hell feminist enough to wear the fuck I want." Margot replied, and gave Kat a smile. "Besides, I think it's just perfect for the occasion. I know John likes it."
"Yeah, I bet he does." Kat rolled his eyes.
Myers, couldn't say a thing, but nervously cleared his throat. Suddenly his tie and the collar of his shirt had begun to feel a bit too tight.
"John, you do think I look nice?" Margot giggled, and span around so that he'd see all of her skimpy, little outfit. "Look, there's a tail and all."
And oh yes, there really was a little bunny tail attached to her sweet, round backside, and it drew his eyes to the curves of her buttocks that were barely covered by the black fabric of her outfit, and her fishnet stockings. The costume hang to her curves like a glove, and it was good to see that she wasn't as thin as she'd been just a few months ago - her form was more like the one he remembered from before, strong and slender, and healthy.
"Nice is an understatement of the year. You look amazing." He managed, his voice suddenly a bit hoarse in his throat.
"Thanks!" Margot grinned. "So, where is your outfit?"
"I'm not really into that, Margot. I told you so."
"What?! That won't do. I mean, I know Kat won't wear a costume for she can turn blue anyways, and HB doesn't need one either… but you, John? We are the hosts of this party, we must make an effort."
She seemed so disappointed that Myers almost felt bad for her, but there was no way he'd let her force him into a Halloween costume.
"Sorry, Margot. No deal." he shook his head. "Your costume is quite enough to get all the attention you need."
"Hm." Margot snorted. She waved her hand, and Myers felt his shirt and tie ripping to pieces as if he'd been attacked by an invisible tiger.
"Christ, Margot!" he exclaimed. "You must stop destroying my clothes!"
"She does that a lot?" Kat raised an eyebrow.
"You don't want to know, believe me." Myers muttered, taking a look of his damaged shirt. "Come on, Margot, what did you do this for?!"
Margot shrugged. "Now you have a costume. A zombie attack victim, perfect for the party. Kat, would you mind spilling some of that fake blood on him, to make it perfect?"
"Sure." Kat grinned. "Com'ere Myers."
Myers gave a long sigh, and did as he was told. His clothes were ruined as it was, so he let Kat decorate his upper body with a sticky, red liquid that was supposedly the mentioned 'fake blood'.
When Kat was done, Myers took a look at the mirror. His nice, light blue shirt and the silk tie were in shreds, and his skin visible all over. There was 'blood' on his clothes, and also on his face, and all in all he looked like he'd walked through a cage of velociraptors.
"Nice." he frowned. "Just like any other day at the office."
"Awww, you're adorable." Margot said with a wink. "Loosen up a bit, I'll soon give you something else to think about."
A few hours later, the room was full of people. Everyone was cheerfully drunk, and by the looks of it, having a really good time. Many of the guests were wearing Halloween outfits, though not all, and Myers spotted at least a few zombies, vampires, skeletons and such. (It gave him grate comfort, that this time they weren't real.)
But no one was as pretty in their costume, as Margot.
"Jut look at her, Abe. Am I not the luckiest guy on Earth?" he noted to his friend.
Abe gave a small laugh. "Yes, you are very fortunate indeed."
Myers sipped his beer, not once turning his eyes away of Margot. Gods, she was so hot! The way her hips were swinging as she walked, the silly little bunny tail on her round bottom moved with every step, and he just couldn't keep his eyes off it. To Hell if he was staring at her, he thought. After all, he was the only guy in this room who had the right to do that, and to take her home after the party.
"I'm gonna ask her to marry me." Myers suddenly confessed, turning to look at Abe.
"Ah. That is a good thing, and I congratulate you. But is this not a bit sudden?"
"It's not like I'm gonna ask her now." Myers laughed. "Or tomorrow. But I will, when the time is right. But Abe… you are a telepath. Tell me, is she going to tell me to shut up or sod off, when I do?"
"You are as much of a telepath as I am, when it comes to her." Abe said. "You know her true feelings, better than any of us. And you know that she'll say yes."
"Yeah, I think so." Myers blushed. "But it would be nice to be certain."
"There is no certainty in life, or love, my friend. It is always a gamble."
"So I've learned. And right now things seem to be so good, that I keep wondering when is the next disaster going to hit us."
"Then enjoy the peace and quiet as long as it lasts. It never does for a long time, in our job."
"There's never peace and quiet with Margot, I tell you that much." Myers took a gulp of his beer. "But I'm not complaining."
Abe made a small, soft laugh, and tilted his head, his huge, black eyes reflecting the candle lights in the dimly lit room.
"Good. You do not have much to complain about, John. I take it that everything is going smoothly now, that you officially live together?"
"Yeah, everything's great. Gods, I'm so glad Margot finally gave up sleeping on Kat's couch - and I think that Kat's kinda happy about it too."
Myers turned his eyes back to Margot, who was chatting with Kat and Hellboy, and his heart immediately skipped a beat. He wouldn't deny that this was the happiest he had ever been. Three weeks ago Margot had finally agreed to move in with him, and he felt like he'd won in a lottery. Waking up every morning so, that her sweet face was the first thing he saw… well, he sure as Hell was never going to give that up again. They had talked about getting a bigger flat now, so that they could get Margot's stuff from Brussels and her cat Godiva moved here too, but apparently there weren't that many available at the moment on BPRD.
Through the crowd Margot glanced at Myers, and the way she looked at him took his breath away. She gave him a sly smile, excused herself to Kat and HB, and began walking towards Myers across the room.
Myers cleared his throat. The look in her eyes told him just what she wanted of him, and it made his core ache with need.
"Abe, I'm gonna talk to my girlfriend for a while, okay?" he muttered, placing his beer on the table.
"Ah, you lovebirds." Abe sighed, but Myers hardly heard him. He walked to meet Margot, and without a word he wrapped his arms around her slender waist and pulled her close for a kiss.
Christ, the way her body answered his, the way their minds merged! It took his breath away, and made his blood burn in his veins. She buried her fingers into his hair, and opened her lips for the kiss, sucking his lower lip into her mouth on a way that made Myers groan.
He had to break the kiss. They were on a public place for Heaven's sake!
"Damn you Margot, for looking this good." Myers breathed to her hair, wrapping his arms around her. "You're making it really hard for me to concentrate in anything else."
"I'm making 'it' really hard?" Margot chuckled. "I'm sure liking the sound of that."
Myers felt his heart pounding, and his hands ached to feel the curves of her hips. Yeah, he was getting hard, and she knew it too, feeling the erection pressing against her lower abdomen. He had to really fight his urges, to be able to keep his hands on her waist, and not let them wander to her gorgeous backside.
"So, what do you say, we slip out of the party, and head to our place for some Playboy Bunny action?" he suggested, his voice thick and low in his throat.
Margot made a small, arousing laughter, and snuggled even closer to him.
"My, my John, why so eager? You're really liking my outfit?"
"Yeah, I am." he breathed. "And I can tell you, I'm not the only one. Half of the guys are practically drooling over you, though you probably knew that already."
"And the other half?" Margot raised an eyebrow.
"They must be blind or gay. For you are no doubt the hottest girl in this party."
"Well, there isn't really that much competition." Margot shrugged. "Not that many women are working in BPRD. I should have a chat with that misogynist Manning about it, sooner or later."
"Well, not tonight, I hope. I can think of some other things to keep you busy with."
Manning, the last thing Myers wanted to think about right now. To drive that image out of his mind, he pulled Margot to another kiss, burying his fingers into her short, sassy curls, breathing in her intoxicating scent of roses, cinnamon and punch. He let himself fall into her mind, into the images she sent to him, of the things they'd do as soon as they'd get out of this room. And by God, did they make him want to leave this party right away!
But just then, a male voice interrupted their moment of passion.
"Heeeey, Margot! You're looking gorgeous!"
Margot broke the kiss, and turned to see who had dared to disturb this moment - but when she did, her annoyed frown instantly melted into a delighted grin.
"Jay?!" she laughed, and let go of Myers, just to throw herself in Jay's arms. He squeezed her tight, lifting her feet from the floor and giving her a spin.
Myers watched in dismay, as a tall, annoyingly handsome guy, with a strikingly blue skin and slightly pointed ears, finally let go of Margot, letting her put her feet back to ground.
"What are you doing here?! It's been ages!" Margot laughed.
"No more than a few years, but you've managed to get even prettier." the blue man winked. "Nice outfit, I love the tail. So, who is this lucky guy, who by the looks of it, was going to get even luckier soon?"
Margot turned to look at Myers, and the way her cheeks had blushed, brought the foul taste of jealousy on his lips.
"This is-" Margot began, but Myers interrupted her.
"John Myers." he said, offering his hand to the blue man. "Margot's boyfriend."
"Oh, her boyfriend? Aren't you a lucky bastard." the guy gave an impish grin, taking Myers' hand on a firm, friendly grip. "I'm Jay, Kat's brother."
"Yeah, I've heard of you." Myers said.
"I bet you have. But only good stuff, I hope!"
"There's hardly anything else to be said about you." Margot giggled, on a way that made Myers' guts go on a tight knot. "Let me get you a beer, Jay! And then you'll tell me what are you doing here. I don't remember inviting you."
"You didn't." Jay grinned, accepting the beer Margot offered him. "A thing I'm a bit offended by the way, but you have a boyfriend, so I get it. You don't want distractions."
"I'm right here, you know." Myers muttered, but no one paid him any attention at all.
"So, Kat invited you then?" Margot asked of Jay.
"Well, actually she invited Andu, but he couldn't make it. Busy saving the world and grumbling, I guess. So I had to step up."
"I'm glad that you did." Margot grinned. "It's great to see you again!"
"Likewise." Jay winked, and Myers noticed how he checked out Margot's boobs.
Myers had definitely seen enough of this. Determinately he walked to Kat, who was chatting with Red, and walked right into middle of it.
"Kat, you're brother is here." he stated on a grim voice. "You care to tell me why the fuck did you invite him?"
"Andu here already?" Kat turned to look at Myers.
"No, the other one." Myers rolled his eyes.
"What?!" Kat exclaimed. "Oh crap."
"My thoughts exactly."
"What's going on, babe?" Hellboy asked. "You asked your brothers here?"
"I asked one brother." Kat replied. "There's something I need to talk to him about. It's important."
"Yeah?" Myers said, rather pointedly. "I suggest you make haste with it, then. 'Cause I'm resisting an urge to punch him in the face right now."
"Don't sweat it, Myers." Kat said. "I'll deal with him."
And with that Kat left and rushed through the crowd to her brother, leaving Myers and Hellboy behind.
"Jay, what the Hell are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Nice to see you too, sis!" Jay grinned. "It's been a couple of years."
"Just answer my question, smart-ass." Kat rolled her eyes. "I was expecting Andu."
"Oh you know, he was too busy being Athos, so I took his place. I'm much more of a party animal than he is, and you know it."
Jay gave Margot a glance and a wink, that made Margot blush and giggle. Kat could hardly believe her eyes.
"I didn't ask you here for the party. It's a business trip - I need your help."
"Oh." Jay said, straightening up. "So, tell me, sis. What can I do for you?"
"I need you to check on Myers."
"The cute guy who's sleeping with Margot?" Jay laughed. "I'd be glad to check him out. He's hot."
"Again, not a vacation." Kat snapped. "Business, remember? I need you to heal his gun wounds. He was shot a year ago, and the wounds haven't healed that well. You could easily fix him, right?"
"Sure." Jay shrugged, and turned to look at Margot. "You want me to fix your boyfriend, so that he can give you some nice loving?"
"He can do that already, thank you very much." Margot giggled. "But yeah, if you could, it would be great."
"No problem!" Jay rubbed his hands together excitedly, picking up a beer with his long, blue tail, and bringing it to his lips for a swig. "But you'll have to get him into a quiet room with me, and preferably with no shirt on."
"Oh, and that was my plan for him tonight!" Margot laughed. "Can this wait until tomorrow? You're not in a hurry, are you Jay?"
"No, not at all. I can sleep on Kat's couch, right sis?"
Kat gave her brother an icy stare. "No. Under no circumstances."
"Why not?"
"Because you always bring girls to my place, and I hate it!"
"Ah well, I'll find myself another bed then." Jay shrugged. "So, who's that pretty brunette over there. She's totally checking me out."
"Agent Carson. And yes, she's single." Kat sighed. "Go to her already, we'll talk business in the morning."
"Right." Jay grinned, delighted. "But not too early, I hope. And hey, Margot?"
"Yes?" Margot's eyes sparkled as she looked up to Jay.
"Let me know if you get tired of the boyfriend."
"Yeah, not gonna happen." Margot laughed, but her cheeks blushed nevertheless. Kat rolled her eyes and gave a long sigh. The sooner she'd get Jay out of this reality, the better.
Margot took a look at John, who was standing by Hellboy, holding a beer in his hand, and every inch of his posture told Margot just how annoyed he was.
"Damn." Margot said to Kat. "I think I messed up."
"You think?" Kat said. "Chirping to Jay like a teenager… what were you thinking?"
"Nothing, as usual." Margot muttered. She tried to get John's attention, but he was positively avoiding her eyes. Great.
"Go to him, you idjit." Kat gave Margot a push. "Fix it! I'm NOT going to let you sleep on my couch anymore."
"Yeah, I'd better. Luckily I know just how to make him forget all about Jay."
Margot gave Kat an impish grin, and made her way through the crowd back to Myers.
"Hey, hon." she tiptoed to whisper the words to his ear.
"Got tired of the blue guy?" Myers asked, his tone slightly tense.
Margot slid her fingers through his, and giving him a tender look, said: "Come on, lover, let's get out of here. If I remember correctly, we were in the middle of something before he interrupted us."
Her tone was clear, and it made Myers' cheeks blush. Margot's heart skipped a beat - damn, how much she loved that sight! She excused them from Hellboy's company, and led her boyfriend through the crowd into the hallway.
It wasn't until they'd stepped out of the room into the relatively peaceful and quiet corridor, that Margot turned to look at Myers, and reached to give a small kiss on his lips.
"I'm sorry that I was an ass." she breathed. "But please, don't be jealous. You know how I hate it."
Myers was silent for a short while, his hands wandering to her waist, pulling her so close that she could clearly feel the tight muscles of his torso against her chest.
"I'm not jealous." He finally answered, and reading his mind from their touch, she knew it was true. "I'm just annoyed. You're my girl, and he was totally checking you out."
That made Margot laugh. "He was checking everyone out! He's Jay, that's what he does! Gods, he even told me he thought you were hot."
"Say what?" Myers' cheeks blushed.
"Yeah." Margot laughed. "You into guys?"
"Not a bit." Myers replied. "I don't swing that way."
"Yeah, I know just the way you swing, honey." Margot purred, and pulled him into another kiss.
Christ, his lips on hers were hot and eager, his hands gripping her hips were rough, and Margot felt his need as if it was her own. The kiss was long and deep, his tongue found hers on a way that made her high headed and out of breath, and by the time he finally broke the kiss she felt so weak on the knees, she had to lean on him, not to topple over.
"Our place?" Myers breathed, cradling her in his arms. Margot clearly felt his hard erection pressing against her abdomen.
A few agents leaving the party passed them on the hallway, and made some drunken remarks by the sight of them, but Margot hardly cared. She gave them a smile, and waited until they'd gone, before answering John's question.
"I know a better place. It's not as far."
"Yeah? And what's that?"
But Margot was already leading the way, just around the corner to the women's toilet. Myers hesitated for a short moment, realizing where she was heading to. "You sure about this? I don't think we should-"
It did no good to argue, though, for Margot had already pulled him into the small room, and slammed the door with her mind.
"Shut up, and kiss me." she breathed, and yeah, he did as he was told. His hesitation of her choice of location seemed to diminish as he felt her lips on his. Groaning he pushed her against the tiled wall, making her gasp.
His hands on her hips were eager and impatient, his fingers digging into the softness of her curves.
"Jesus, Margot!" he breathed into the kiss. "What's with you tonight? First the costume, and now this place?"
Margot didn't answer, but just kissed him hard, opening her mouth for his tongue, feeling it enter her on a way she wanted him to enter every part of her body. Christ, she wanted him so bad! It had been a super turn on for her, to see how much he loved her costume, to see how his cheeks blushed when he let his gaze wander on her body.
And now, feeling the hard bulge on his pants, pressing against her, calling for her to touch it - it was intoxicating. She moved her hand to grab his cock through the fabric, palming it, and rubbing it hard, making him groan.
"Fuck, Margot!" he growled, and kissed her neck on a way Margot knew would leave a mark.
"Touch me…!" she breathed, sending the images of her wish to his mind, and he obeyed. His hands quickly pulled down her hotpants and stockings, and found her crotch. Margot made a soft moan of pure pleasure, feeling him ease his fingers inside of her.
"Christ, John… just there!"
"Yeah, I know." he groaned, and his fingers found her sweetest spots on a way that took her breath away.
Oh, Christ, he knows me too well!
I'll never get enough of him. If I lose him again, I'll die!
He knew just where and how to touch her, and it didn't take long for him to make her gasp and sob. Margot couldn't help it, her legs were shaking, and she felt the sweet, hot weakness taking over her body, and she had to grab Myers' shoulders to be able to stay on her feet.
The tiled wall was cold against her back, but Myers' fast breathing that fell to the skin of her neck, was hot, as hot as her blood that rushed in her veins. And his hand, his long, delicate fingers pressing just the right way on her clit, spreading her slick folds, finding her entrance and pushing inside - Margot knew she couldn't take this for much longer.
"Oh, please, please, please…!" a wail escaped her lips, one that was answered by Myers' eager hand. He added some pressure on her aching, swollen clit, and Margot cursed out loud.
"Fuck, Thad!" she moaned. "You're good...!"
He chuckled, and Margot could easily read his mind, the pleasure he got from hearing her say those words. He wrapped his left arm around her trembling form, holding her steady between his strong body, and the wall, and Margot let herself fall into the pleasure he was giving her. Her fingers gripped on his shoulders, her fingernails digging his skin, as the ecstacy engulfed her. His caresses sent her over the edge and she came, the fierce waves of her orgasm shooting stars into her mind.
He waited until she'd come down, before pulling his fingers away from the tender, sensitive heat of her crotch. Gently he rolled her hot pants back up. Resting her head on his shoulder, Margot gave a deep, satisfied sigh - hearing the familiar sound of his rapid heartbeat.
She felt still weak on the knees, and leaned on him, letting him cradle her in his arms until she felt like she could stand up again. But even if Margot now felt blissfully relaxed and deeply satisfied, she could still feel Myers' hot need in her mind, and his throbbing erection pressing tight against her abdomen, still in the agony of his pants.
This little escapade of theirs, was far from over.
"Your turn." Margot said, looking up to his face.
Myers didn't reply, but his hands were already opening his belt, and Margot helped him by finding his zipper and pulling it down. Without him having to ask for it, she knelt on the cold, hard floor before him, and revealed his large, rock hard erection. Margot let her gaze follow the pattern of veins on it's surface, up to it's head that was already dark red, almost purple in color. Her mouth watered at the sight of it.
"I love it." she breathed, gripping it tight. "It's so beautiful…!"
But the only answer he could give her, was a desperate animal growl that left his lips as she brought her lips to the head of his cock, and let it slid into her mouth. She took it slowly between her lips, feeling it's head with her tongue, enjoying every wondrous inch of it - the sweet combination of soft and hard, velvet over steel.
Christ, she loved the taste of it! The salty musk, the pure taste of masculinity, of lust and need. And she loved doing this, giving John this much pleasure. For she felt it, the echoes of his passion in her mind, and it was intoxicating.
"Margot, please-" he rasped.
"Don't ask nicely." she sent to his mind. "Be rude."
"Just shut the fuck up, and suck it…!" he groaned. "And take it deep."
She obeyed him, sucking his shaft all the way to her throat making him groan and bite his lip.
Damn, she loved this! She yearned for him to talk this way to her, all bossy and harsh, like she was nothing more than his little plaything, his slut even (though it had taken some time to make John believe it). Hearing his words made her arousal stir again, a hot bubbling sensation deep in her belly.
His hands were on her hair, gripping it tight, and Margot knew just what he wanted for her to do. She brought her hands to his cock, gripping hard on it's slick length, as she began to suck it, letting it slide back and forth between her lips, it's head hitting her throat with every intake.
He was already so turned on, that it didn't take long for Margot to bring him to the edge, to make him spit out curses and pant.
"I wanna see…!" he growled, and she knew what he meant.
He pulled out of her mouth, and Margot gripped hard on his shaft, pumping it rough until he groaned and came, his seed falling to her lips and her tongue, like a warm rain.
"Oh, fuck!" he moaned as he came, his voice raspy in his throat. "Christ, Margot...!"
She gave him a lustful look through her lashes. Slowly, she licked her lips, and swallowed all his cum, making sure he saw it. She then gently kissed the last drops off the sour, white liquid off his cock, while Myers leaned his back on the wall, trying to catch his breath.
When finally feeling back to normal, Myers knelt on the floor, and pulled Margot into his arms.
"Damn, do you have any idea how much I love you?" he breathed. "That was… that was fucking amazing."
Margot made a small, satisfied laughter, cuddling closer to him, enjoying the warmth of his body, of his strong arms around her.
"Yeah, it was pretty nice."
"Pretty nice?" Myers laughed, taking her face into his hands. He kissed her forehead, gently, his fingers caressing her curls. "No, seriously... You are surreal. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. Whatever you need, whatever you want… just tell me, and I'll do it."
Margot gave him a small kiss on the lips, a tender and sweet one. She felt his love like a sunshine in her heart, like a warm summer wind that brought the scent of the ocean, and it made her head spin.
This is love. She thought to herself. This is real love, and I'm never letting it go again. I'd die for him if he asked me to.
And suddenly the amount of affection she felt, scared the Hell out of her. To hide her thoughts from him, she quickly broke the kiss and stood up. This was a night to party, to get drunk and have fun, and to play some kinky sex games. No reason to get too serious.
She made sure her hot pants and stockings were in order, and took a look at the mirror to check on her makeup. The lipstick needed some fixing, but otherwise she seemed to be presentable.
She glanced at Myers through the mirror, giving him a sinful grin.
"Well, I do have one request." she said.
"Yeah, and what's that?" he answered, buckling up his belt.
"This outfit came with handcuffs. Pink and fluffy ones. You think you could put them on good use later tonight?"
"Handcuffs, huh?" Myers chuckled, giving her a rather puzzled look. "Where did you buy that costume?"
"In a sex shop." she shrugged, pretending to be indifferent.
Myers blushed on that cute way that always made Margot's heart take some extra beats. He glanced at her via the mirror, his pretty blue eyes meeting hers, his hair still a mess after their moment of passion, and some dried fake blood stains on his cheeks.
"Bought anything else?" he asked.
"Some things." Margot grinned. "You'll see."