Part III: Family Matters

Chapter: Naughty Scout

"I still can't believe it." Margot said. "You're family is the best. I was so sure they'd throw me out of here, after the things we told them!"

They were sitting on the floor of the guest room Sue-Ellen had given them, leaning their backs on the wall. Margot was still holding a bottle of whiskey (that Myers suspected she had snatched from downstairs) and they had both done some sipping of it while going through the events of the past hours.

Myers wrapped his arm around Margot, and pulled her close. "I told you it would be fine."

"You did. I should've trusted you."

She rested her head on his shoulder, and aimlessly he ran his fingers through her hair. He felt the familiar sense of electricity that surrounded her, and the hair on his arms stood up.

"I'm so proud of you."

"What for?"

He placed a small trail of kisses on the top of her head. "For telling them. I know it wasn't easy, and yet you did it, keeping your head high. I've never loved you more than on that moment."

"Really?" she breathed, and turned her head so that he could see her face.

"Yeah, really."

Myers leaned to kiss her, his lips on hers hungry but gentle, and the way her body bent against him, made his heart race. Her mouth tasted of whiskey and roses, and he felt falling into her mind, into her scent and her soul.

This was what he loved about her. Everything about Margot was so real. There was no hesitation, no guessing. If he wanted her, she knew about it - and the other way around. As he felt the effect of their kisses in his bloodstream, he knew she shared the feeling. Their rapid heartbeats syncronized, and Myers began to feel slightly out of breath.

"And I've never loved you more than right now." Margot purred, and climbed to sit in his lap. Her hands were around his neck, and she leaned to kiss him again.

"Yeah? Why is that?" he breathed breaking the kiss, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Can't you tell?" she winked.

Her slight weight was on him, her slender thighs on both sides of his, and he felt his erection hardening. Margot slowly circled her hips, so that his shaft pressed tight against her inner thigh, making him gasp.

"Yeah, I think I do." he replied, hardly able to speak.

Damn, how this woman knew how to push his buttons! He felt so aroused by her closeness, that it almost overtook his conscious mind. His hands wandered to her thighs, to the feminine curves of her hips, and pulled her closer - which made a soft moan escape her lips.

"I really, really want for you to fuck me, John." she breathed to his ear, and kissed his neck, her lips moving all the way to the collar of his shirt and he felt her fingers opening his tie and pulling it off.

"I don't know if we should." Myers replied, trying to keep his voice low. "My sister is sleeping in the next room - we can't wake them up."

"If I promise to be really quiet?" Margot winked and bit her lip.

"You can't, I know it."

"Pretty please?" she grinned, and circled her hips on a way that made Myers curse, his cock getting really hard in his pants. Her fingers were already opening the buttons of his shirt, and he knew he could not resist her touch. Groaning, he pulled her close, for another kiss, let his lips open hers and their tongues entwine. His hands were on the hem of her dress, and he pulled it up, first to her waist, and then - breaking the kiss - all the way up and off her, revealing her beautiful underwear.

The sight took his breath away, and he had to clear his throat.

Margot was all about pretty underwear, and today she had made special effort. Her bra and panties were of a luscious shade of pink lace, that matched the color of her dress, and she had black hold up stockings that reached her mid thigh. She had learned by now, that this was a look that certainly worked on him, and just the feeling of the stockings under his palms was enough to make him hard.

"Still want to resist?" Margot breathed, and pulled his hand on her breast. Groaning into the kiss he palmed her chest, letting his fingers feel the soft skin of her bosom, and the hardness of her nipple inside of the bra.

A sharp gasp of pleasure left Margot, as Myers grabbed her harder, and tugged on the nipple, sending a wave of arousal through her core.

He kept caressing her nipples for some time, kissing her all the while, until she was moaning and shivering in his arms, her hips desperately pressing against him, trying to feel the bulge of his pants on her swollen clit. It was only then, that he opened her bra, and let it fall to the floor, and he moved his hand to her panties.

A moan, too loud, left her lips, when he brushed her crotch gently through the fabric.

"Hush, you promised to keep quiet." he breathed, with a smile.

It was a huge turn on for him, to notice that she was unable to control the reactions of her body as he touched her.

"I'm trying." she whimpered. "You might have to stick something into my mouth, though."

"Oh, I'm liking that idea."

His voice was dark and low, and it felt raw in his throat. He made a low growl pulling her close, and filling her mouth with his tongue, while sliding his hand into her soaking wet panties, and finding her clit.

Her body immediately answered to his touch, her hips jerking to his hand, her heart racing, her fingers digging into the skin of his shoulders. Slowly he circled her clit with his fingers, with just enough pressure to make her gasp and sigh, but not enough to let her come. His fingers easily sunk into her tight, slick hotness, and the feeling of her insides made him groan. Christ, he wanted her so much it felt like he'd explode if he didn't get inside of her right now!

"Can you keep quiet if I fuck you from behind?" he rasped, holding her tight against his chest.

"I can try." she exhaled.

"You'll gonna have to do more than just try. My sister and her husband are sleeping in the next room, and I sure as Hell don't want them walking on us." he breathed to her hair. "So, can you keep quiet, or do I have to gag you?"

To test her, he kept caressing her clit, now adding some pressure on it. She gasped and squirmed feeling his fingers on her sensitive flesh, and when he let his fingers hit her sweetest spots on just the right way, she made a rather loud moan.

"Thought so." he chuckled.

"Just gag me already." she breathed, her voice nothing but a whine. "There should be a scarf in my bag."

"On it."

Myers let go of, and used this moment to get rid of his shirt. He went to search her bag, and found what he was looking for. A long silk scarf, and something else too. A pair of her lace panties, clean ones. He rolled the panties on a tight knot, and turned back to Margot, who was on her knees on the floor, just waiting to obey him.

It was something he'd learned about her, little by little, that she actually preferred to be the submissive one. She got her kicks from being told what to do in bed, and Myers sure as Hell didn't mind it at all.

"Open your mouth." he commanded on a low, raspy tone. As she obeyed him, he gently filled her mouth with the rolled panties, and then secured the gag by binding the scarf on her mouth.

He was so turned on by her closeness, that he felt high headed. It was so hard not to rush it, not to throw her to the floor and take her by force.

There's no rush. She's yours, she trusts you, you have the whole night to enjoy her, and make her come so hard she won't know what hit her.

Groaning he resisted the urge to be rough, and gently laid his hands on her waist. He guided her to turn around and kneel on the floor, resting her upper body on the bed. Slowly he pulled down her pretty panties, and helped them off. He left the hold ups, though. He knew they both loved the feeling of his hands on them, when he fucked her.

"I love the sight of you like this. You're so damn beautiful, you know that?" he breathed, trying to keep his voice low. His hands were on her hips, feeling the softness of her curves, the small of her back, the sweet roundness of her butt cheeks.

"Spread your legs for me, sweetheart." he commanded, and she obeyed.

Oh Christ, she was so wet already! He loved the way she felt, her folds slick and swollen, and so sensitive that she made a sharp gasp as he gently brushed on them with his knuckles. And her clit, sweet heaven, he adored the way her hips jerked and a shiver went through her body, as he pressed on it.

A muffled moan escaped her gagged mouth, as he entered two fingers into her swollen heat.

"Be quiet." he reminded her, but with a chuckle.

Yeah, it made him feel like a Man, to hear the sounds she made as he pleased her. With every small gasp, he felt his erection throbbing harder and harder, in the agony of his pants. Margot wasn't one to hide her pleasure, and her loud sex noises, her moans, cries and curses were usually a huge turn on for him. But now they really, really needed to keep silent, which was a different kind of an adventure.

"Please, John… please…!" She sent to his mind, a desperate wail. Her whole body was trembling slightly, her hips trying to push back to his hand, to make him touch her clit on a way that would release her.

But he wasn't gonna give that to her yet.

"Give me your hands." he rasped, and without waiting for her to obey, he grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back. With one swift move, he pulled off his belt and then wrapped it around her wrists binding her hands together. She was now (seemingly) helpless, his prisoner. He took a moment to cool down, to admire her beauty in the dim room, the roundness off her perfect ass, her tiny waist, her position and her willingness to succumb to this little game.

That was one thing he loved about her. She was always willing to try any fantasy or a game he had in mind. These past months had thought Myers a great deal about himself, as well as her.

He had to bite his lip, to be able to keep cool. He used this small moment to to unbutton his jeans and pull them off, together with his boxers, before he laid his hand on her crotch again, and pushed a few fingers inside of her, making her squirm and gasp.

"Oh, Christ, John!" she moaned into his mind. "Please, fuck me already!"

"Begging, are you now?" he asked with a low laughter, but pulled away his fingers - just to replace them with his aching, rock hard shaft that easily sunk into her tight, creamy cunt.

"Oh, fuck…!" he groaned, and grabbed hard on her hip bones. "Fuck, it's so good!"

But the only answer she could give him, was a desperate, muffled groan, for the agonizing need to have John fuck her, overtook both of their minds, and he could not resist to give her what she yearned for. Gripping hard on her hips, he thrusted deep inside of her, slowly at first, but then fastening his pace, his large, thick cock pounding hard into her sweet heat, as deep as it could possibly go.

It didn't take long before he felt her inner muscles tightening, her hips desperately pressing against him, her legs cramping - and then, the release, the primitive pulse of her slick heat, that made her body collapse on the bed.

Myers pulled out, not to be swept within the current. He pressed his forehead to her back and bite his lip, to fight the need to come with her, waiting for her orgasm to pass. She was still gasping for air, her sweaty form trembling slightly in his arms.

"You okay?" he asked, after giving her a few moments to come to.

She made a nod, and a small, satisfied sound, turning her head so that he could see her face. He reached a hand to wipe her moistened curls from her face, to see her blushing cheeks and the look on her dark eyes, their dilated pupils.

"I'm not quite done with you yet." his voice felt thick and raspy in his throat, and he pressed his hard cock against her, so that she clearly felt every inch of his desperate need. "That okay by you?"

She gave him a small nod again, and tilted her hips on a inviting way.

Slowly he pushed back inside, a low growl escaping his lips, no matter how hard he tried to keep quiet. It was madly arousing to feel her like this, so tight and sensitive after her climax, the last waves of her orgasm caressing his shaft. And he knew he wasn't the only one enjoying it - it didn't take that long for Margot's arousal to stirr up again, for her small gasps and muffled moans to turn more ecstatic, more desperate.

Yeah, he knew this was her favorite position. And his too, quite frankly. And not just because he had learned that he could make her come so easily like this, but also because it just felt so damn good. He reached so deep like this, that it was mind blowing. The feeling of her slender body bending under his touch, his cock stretching her open with every thrust - it was intoxicating.

He let his hands wander to her butt cheeks, to grab on them, to caress them with his firm grip. And just then a thought hit him - a rather naughty thought, one he was pretty sure Margot wouldn't object.

Carefully he placed a finger on her other entrance, the tight small slit between her sweet, round buttocks, and just this small feather light touch was enough to make Margot jump and gasp.

"Easy." he breathed. "I'm not gonna hurt you."

"Fuck, John…!" she gasped into his mind, as he slowly, very gently eased a finger inside of her, his rock hard erection filling her other hole.

Her whole body seemed to go weak under his touch, he could feel her rapid pulse with every part of his body, and he knew what she ached for. She hid her face from him, pressed her forehead on the bed and wail escaped her gagged mouth, a desperate, animal sound that encouraged him to push deeper.

Fuck, she was tight! He didn't force it, but waited for her to relax, for the tight ring of muscle to give in just enough for him to be able to carefully push his finger back and forth in sync with the thrust of his hips.

"Oh.. oh… pleeeease!" she cried into his mind, and her tone was clear enough. "John, Christ!"

He carefully added another finger, again giving her time to adjust, until he felt she had relaxed enough for him to keep on going. Wow, it was a crazy feeling, to feel the thin layer of muscle that separated his cock from his fingers. It was so madly arousing, that he really had to fight it, not to lose his self control, and come. He so didn't want this to end yet!

But Margot was on the edge already, squirming and panting, her whole body shaking with need for him to fill her, and he gave her what she was begging for. Fucking her slick, hot cunt hard, all the while caressing her other entrance with his fingers, he pushed her over the edge into another climax.

She screamed as she came, her orgasm even fiercer than the previous one, and Myers could only hope the gag had been enough to hide the sounds. He felt the pulse of her inner muscles on his shaft and his fingers, and it was by far the most arousing thing he'd ever felt.

It took all he had, not to come with her.

Two orgasms. He'd given her two already, and his cock was still rock hard inside of her, waiting for his own reward.

"How do you feel?" he asked, after she had calmed down. He pulled both his hand and his cock out of her, and gently caressed the small of her back, her skin hot and sweaty under his touch.

"I'm good." she sent. "Better than good. But what about you, Thad?"

"Don't you worry about me." he rasped, and gripped hard on her hips, pulling her ass closer. He placed the head of his cock, still slick of her fluids, onto her smaller entrance, and carefully began to push inside.

"Fuck!" Margot cursed into his mind. "John, I-"

He stopped immediately. "I don't want to hurt you. Just let me know if it's too much, okay?"

She took a deep breath, and he felt her body relaxing, the tension of her core easing.

"Okay. Just go easy on me."

He didn't answer, but his grasp on her hips softened, turned into a caress. Slowly he felt the tight ring of muscle giving in, and the head of his cock sinking inside of her.

"Christ…!" he cursed and bit his lip not to cry out loud.

She was so damn tight that it almost made him lose it! And the echoes of her feelings, of the deep animal pleasure, and the slight pain of being stretched open, made him gasp.

He stopped for a short moment, to give Margot time to relax, before beginning to move. Slowly at first, but the small sounds she made were definitely of pleasure, and they encouraged him to go on.

Oh, Fuck! Goddamned, this is good…! Take it slow, careful, do not go too deep, do not hurt her, do not push too hard, take it easy, easy, don't be a brute - but God, it feels so good, I can't take this much longer, and she's so fucking tight, I've never felt anything like this, Christ, I'm gonna-

He felt his orgasm building up, like a volcano inside of his core, and there was little he could do now to prevent it.

Just a few more fast thrusts, and he succumbed to the sweet release. He came with a low, wolfish growl, filling her tightness with his hot cum.

"Oh.. Oh. My. God!" he moaned, pressing his forehead on her back, his hands still gripping hard on the softness of her skin. Fuck, he felt like he was gonna faint! A few deep inhales, breathing in her sweet scent - he let his heartbeat slow down a bit before even trying to move.

When he finally felt like he wasn't going to black out, he slowly, very carefully, pulled out of her. His fingers felt still clumsy and shaky, when he began to open the makeshift bond on her wrists, but somehow he managed. Margot had already used her telekinetic powers to open the bond securing her gag, but she obediently waited for him to pull the roll of panties out of her mouth. Not to spoil the illusion that she was under his control, he knew.

He gently wrapped his arms around her shivering form, and pulled her close. She felt so tiny, so vulnerable in his arms, that it took his breath away.

"You alright?" he asked, cradling her in his arms. His voice felt all raspy and raw in his throat.

She didn't answer at first, but just cuddled closer to his chest. She was trembling, and he knew from her mind that it was because her sweaty skin had begun to feel the chilliness of the room. He lifted her up, and helped her to the bed, joining her between the sheets. Placing a small kiss on her hair, he pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her tiny form, to keep her warm.

"Damn, John. That was not vanilla." Margot said after a short while, with a smile in her voice.

"Yeah, I guess not."

"I've corrupted you." she made a small laugh. "I've ruined your innocent boyscoutness."

"Hardly. Besides, that's not even a word."

"I don't care. Fuck, John, you know how hard you made me come? Damn, that was the best thing ever!"

"I don't disagree." he sighed.

"You ever done that before?" Margot asked, after a short silence.

He shook his head. "Not as such, no. You?"

She shrugged. "A few times. But I can tell you, I've never enjoyed it before."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"But you did this time?"

"I sure did." she admitted. "We should try it again sometime."

"Not gonna object." he buried his face into her hair, breathing in her familiar scent of roses and cinnamon and sex. "God's I love you so much. You know that, right?"

"You love me because I let you fuck my ass?"

He couldn't help but to laugh. "I love you because you're you."

"Yeah." she caressed his hair. "I love you too, Naughty Scout."

Another silence, a longer one this time.

"You think we woke up the whole house?" Myers asked then.

Margot shook her head. "Nope. They're all asleep. I checked."

"Thank God." he breathed. "Shower?"

"Yeah." Margot gave a soft laugh. "If I recall correctly, you're great in bathroom too."