Sorry for the delaaaaaay. Work has been work. haha. This one is for UnbridledMind.

Malcolm made his way back to the security office under scrutinizing gazes of the people who worked for him. The whole security team was silent as he walked in.

"What?" Malcolm smirked.

They all looked around before Jennings spoke up first, walking up to him placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You are the man."

The entire enough burst out into laughter and whistles. Some even applauding, it was so absurd Malcolm thought.

"Bruh, you shoulda seen his face Malcolm. When you kissed her, then when you smacked her ass? You know that's basically code for 'I'm tappin dat ass' right?" Bennet chimed in. 5'2 recent college graduate, still wet behind the ears and talked too damn much Bennet.

"That nigga Lucious is going to kill you! I'm surprised he kept you around, knowing that you are waxing that ass. I woulda been fired you!" Jennings laughed.

"What can I say, I guess I'm just real good at my job." He joked.

"Waxing that ass, like literal wax?" One of the other guards spoke up, Abraham; poor white boy didn't know colloquial language even if he looked it up on urban dictionary.

They all looked at him laughing before the younger Bennet broke it down for him.

"Basically what he's saying is that Malcolm is fucking Cookie's brains out." Abraham nodded in amusement.

"Oh, okay."

"So, be a nigga for a second. What's it like?" Bennet asked.

"What's what like?" Malcolm played dumb, reaching over to grab some peanuts.

"Don't be like that! What's the sex like? I mean bruh, she may be old enough to be my momma but I'd still fuck the shit out of her. Raw."

Malcolm's smile vanished and he shot Bennet a look.

"Aw shit. You better shut up before Malcolm beats that ass, talking bout his girl like that." Another guard yelled.

"Oh my bad Mal. I meant that in the most respectful way possible."

"Bennet? There was nothing respectful about what you just said. You just told Malcolm you would fuck his girl without a condom what kinda shit is that?" They all laughed, even Malcolm had to let out a chuckle.

"I'm just saying. My man Malcolm here is the man. 17 years of no dick? I mean yeah she was probably letting all them carpet munchers get at her but other than that that's good pussy."

"Okay enough of this, lets just get back to work." Jennings cut in, saving Bennet from an ass kicking of a lifetime removing him from the room.

"You're my hero Malcolm!"

Lucious and Jamal stood looking over the crowds of people at Leviticus at his listening party. Sipping his drink Jamal looked over at his father.

"So you just fired her?"

Lucious ignored him.

"You realize you are the one who divorced her right? Just a few weeks ago you were going to marry someone else, you have no right to be angry dad."

Lucious continued to sip on his drink, Jamal looked over at Malcolm who was still attentive as ever. Amazed at how the man was still working for his father, like nothing had happened.

"And you kept him?"

"He does good work." He finally spoke.

"So does mom."

"Anyone can be a producer Mal."

"You and I know both no that's not true, what mom does goes beyond normal producing because she cares so much." When Lucious didn't respond, Jamal kept going.

"So you gonna do this every time mom decides to move on huh? Because it's bound to happen. So every time mom finds someone else to date you gonna fire her? Try to ruin her life? Dad, you need to let her go because it's apparent she already has let you go." He put his hand on Lucious' shoulder. "I'll help you with the song, but mom has to come back. That's my only request." And with that, Jamal spotted Cookie making her entrance and walked over to her and his aunt Carol to wrap them in a hug.

Malcolm had been on duty all night and frankly he was quite tired or watching all these young people be drunk off their asses singing out of tune to Jamal's music. Almost instinctively he felt her presence and looked over to see her entering Leviticus with a woman, who he guessed was Carol. Cookie went through the crowd hugging people, grabbing two drinks upon arrival tugging Carol along until she got to Jamal and wrapped him in a warm embrace. She was beaming; pinching Jamal's cheeks much to his dismay. Malcolm chuckled to himself, if there was one thing Cookie loved more that leopard print and fur it was her sons that was for sure. She looked around until she spotted him in the corner and waved, whispering something to Carol causing her to wave as well. Malcolm waved back. Carol and Cookie made their way up the stairs with Jamal in tow; Cookie wasn't even going to acknowledge Lucious.

"Hello Carol." Lucious smiled at her.

"Hey Lucious." Carol smiled back, it was always like this. Carol had a crush on Lucious since they were kids but Cookie never thought anything of it. She knew her sister loved her life too much than to fuck with Cookie's relationship, even now.

"Cookie."

"Lucious."

"Carol how long are you here for?"

"Just a few days you know. I gotta get back to Philly, but I am coming the concert. Cookie told me all about it."

"Did she?" Cookie rolled her eyes and finished the rest of her drink, pulling on Carols arm.

"Sorry to cut this short, but Carol has someone to meet." Lucious never got to respond because they were already on their way to where Malcolm was standing. Lucious could have called him over, ruined their whole moment but he didn't want to be bothered, it was clear Cookie was going to find her way to Malcolm regardless of what he did. So he let it happen because despite what Jamal just told him, Cookie wouldn't be able to move on. She would never let him go, he was sure of it.

"I'll get you guys drinks whatchu want?" Cookie asked.

"No Cookie, I'll do it." Malcolm offered.

"No. I got it. You think Lucious gonna let you leave? Plus I want you two to, ya know talk. Isn't that how this dating thing works? My baby sister has to give you the talk." She gave him a quick peck. "Now what ya'll want?"

"We'll take two long islands." Carol spoke up rising and eyebrow at Malcolm who looked at Cookie, she threw her head back laughing.

"Two LITs coming right up! Be back!" Malcolm watched as she disappeared into the crowd before facing a smiling Carol.

"So, where were we?" He smiled.

Cookie pushed her way to the front despite her slightly intoxicated state (her and Carol had started drinking on the way over afterall) and tried getting the attention of the bartender.

"Excuse me. EXCUSE me." She put her head in her hands tired of yelling over him.

"Excuse me." A familiar voice came from behind her. She looked up to stare into the eyes of Lucious Lyon.

"Yes Mr. Lyon."

"I believe Mrs. Lyon was trying to get your attention." Cookie rolled her eyes at the Mrs.

"Oh yes ma'am. What can I get you?"

"Two LITs. Make em strong."

"You got it ma'am."

She nodded before looking back at Lucious.

"Thanks." She mumbled under her breath.

"No problem."

She turned around to watch the bartender start to make her drinks before she heard him speak up again.

"So I see you're introducing him huh? Getting serious."

"We don't get to talk about what or who I do, Lucious."

"Touché." He continued to stare at her before smiling again. "So how long has this been going on?"

"Did you not hear me? My personal life doesn't concern you anymore."

"Come on Cookie. I just don't want to see you hurt."

She laughed.

"Bullshit! You fired me because I'm fucking him and had the nerve to keep his ass around. This is personal." She stood now with her hand on her hip, he was beginning to work her last nerve.

"That's not true."

"Really?" She smirked. "So if I were to tell you right now Malcolm and I are done you'd give me my job back."

He was silent.

"That's what I thought." The bartender handed Cookie the drinks and she nodded as a thank you and went to leave when Lucious grabbed her upper arm.

"You're right. I did fire you because you are fucking him, because the idea of someone else touching you Cookie, drives me insane." Cookie put the drinks down.

"I don't belong to you Lucious. I never did, and you know another thing how fucking hypocritical of you, when you threw Anika in my face every damn ch-"

Her words were cut off when she felt Lucious hand swiftly go under her dress, past the barrier of her underwear as he thrust two fingers inside without warning. Cookie bit her lip to suppress a groan looking him in the eyes.

"Cookie. You need to quit the games." He never let up continuing to stroke her as he spoke through gritted teeth. Her hands gripped the bar ledge grateful they were in the corner away from prying eyes.

"What… what… what game?" She managed to breathe out, eyes closed, mouth still open, half hating herself for allowing Lucious to even be able to do this to her.

"The game where you pretend you don't want me. There's a reason you haven't went back to you maiden name Cook. There's a reason you'll always check on me as my end gets near. There's a reason you are here right now letting me finger fuck you in my club with your little boyfriend no less than a few feet away and you know what that reason is?"

His fingers stopped and he pulled them out. Cookie groaned in frustration. She was so close. She opened her eyes to look at his; they were dark full of anger and desire. Part of her wanted to take the glass by her hand and smash it into his face while the other wanted nothing more than for him to press her against the wall to finish what he started.

"Why?" She asked already knowing the answer.

"Because." He thrust three fingers in this time, making Cookie yelp and Lucious swooped down and brought his face to hers. Her eyes closing in anticipation as she felt his breath on her lips before they met briefly concealing her cries as she came. She opened her eyes facing the hazel orbits once again and watched as Lucious brought his fingers tracing her lips with them before taking them into his mouth and licked them clean. "You're mine." He growled.

In a flash he was gone. Leaving Cookie with two LITs, wet panties, and a mindfuck to last her a century.

Oh shit.

Cookie ran to the bathroom and locked the door. She drew her underwear down her legs before tossing them in the trash and taking a wet paper towel between her legs to clean herself up. She banged her head on the mirror before sitting up looking at her reflection.

What the hell did I just do?

She just let Lucious seduce her in public bar mere feet away from Malcolm. She willingly let him; she didn't even move to stop him.

Damn him.

He still had a hold on her and he knew it. No matter how far away she and Malcolm went Lucious was still able to always reel her back in. He always would so long as he was alive and breathing.

"I can't wait till the day you die Lucious Lyon."

She exited the bathroom and bumped into Malcolm.

"Hey, there you are!"

"Sorry. Some dumbass blonde spilled a drink all over me I had to clean it up. See this is why I don't do clubs."

Malcolm laughed and took her hand. "Come on let me get you a drink."

He took her hand in hers and smiled and she felt guilty. Looking up she saw Lucious with a damn smirk on his face. Bastard.

"I don't want a drink." She rushed out.

"Okay what do you want?"

Cookie just wanted to forget what just happened. Cookie wanted to just not think about Lucious and what he'd just done. Cookie wanted Malcolm to be the focus. Cookie was slightly intoxicated and she was horny. She wanted Malcolm to fuck her because she thought it would erase every feeling Lucious just made her feel.

"Earth to Cookie. What do you want?"

She smirked looking up at him.

"You."

"What?"

She got closer to him her grin getting wider.

"I. Want. You."

She watched him swallow and guessed his throat went dry.

"Let's go."

"No. I don't wanna wait." She cupped him through his pants and he let out a hiss.

"I want you now." And with that she walked away towards the bathroom one last glace back at Lucious who was still watching, his jaw clenched and his hand balled in a fist. Malcolm took the hint and followed looking around to make sure no one was watching. Once he got to the threshold Cookie locked the door and threw him against it her mouth immediately seeking his. Her tongue pushed it's way in as she kissed him with more fervor than before.

"Damn Cookie. Slow down." He put his hand on her hips.

"No." She went into to kiss him again and he pushed her back and she sighed.

"What's up with you?"

"Nothing. I'm slightly buzzed, very horny and I just want you to shut up and fuck me okay? Like really fuck the shit out of me." She huffed out and looked him in the eyes then glanced down at his lips and kissed him again. He kissed her harder ignoring the pain in his jaw from earlier, fisting her hair as he angled her head to deepen the kiss, switching their positions so that Cookies back was against the wall and Cookie groaned. He reached in his back pocket to find a condom finding his pockets empty.

"Cookie."

"Whaaaaat?"

"I don't have a condom."

"What?"

"I don't have one. Do you?"

"No, why would I have one. Aren't you supposed to be the one carrying them?"

He looked at her and chuckled softly. He liked seeing her worked up.

"You got anything?"

"Not that I know of."

"Same here and I don't see myself getting pregnant anytime soon so we're good."

"Cookie that's risky."

"Fuck it Malcolm. Just pull out okay? I swear to God if you interrupt us one more time I'm going to kill you."

"What's it with you and this kinky murder, bondage stuff." He murmured against her mouth biting her bottom lip.

Her hands went to his pants unzipping them and pushing them along with his boxers down in one swift move, his hand bunched her dress up around her waist as he lifted her in the air and entered her in one quick thrust. She threw her head back.

"Shit. Cookie. You feel so good." He pounded into her with more force burying his face in her neck.

"Harder." Cookie clawed at his shirt holding on for dear life as he used all the strength he had to push deeper, her back hitting the wall. Her shoulder blades were sore but she didn't care.

"Yes." Her breath hitched she couldn't feel her legs. That's when he withdrew completely and put her down.

"What the h-"

She never finished her statement because he turned her around her cheek pressed against the wall and spread her legs entering from behind.

"Oh my God. Yes Malcolm. Fuck." The string of curses left her mouth as he pushed deeper, Cookies nails clawing at the wall in front of her. "Deeper." Cookie managed to gasp and Malcolm complied withdrawing completely before thrusting back in pulling her hips toward him. He pulled Cookies right leg up to hit another angle and Cookie screamed.

"Yes!" She hit her palm against the wall as he continued to fill her. His strokes were deep, powerful, hard and she felt like she was going to pass out any minute. He bit her shoulder as he slid it palm down her stomach to take his fingers to circle her clit. She threw her head back and cried out as her orgasm hit her. He pumped a few more times before he reached his climax pulling out just in time as his semen ran down her leg. Malcolm put her leg down and turned her around kissing her deeply before moving strands of hair out of her face.

"Did I fuck the shit out of you?" He smirked.

She kissed him softly. "Yes Daddy, you did."

She thought it would make those feelings go away and in the moment it did. Afterwards however she felt terrible about it, because even while Malcolm was pounding away her thoughts would drift to Lucious, and way more than once.