Downton Abbey (English)

7. Silence is golden or Granny knows more than she says

Mary tried to control her arousal but could hardly contain herself because of her anticipation for the night. Controlling her breathing, she followed Tom into the drawing room. There she greeted her mother and father and took her place. Just as Carson was about to serve the soup, the doorbell rang. Since Carson was in the drawing room, Barrow opened the door and let Violet in. She explained to him that she spontaneously wanted to dine with them.

As she entered the drawing room, Barrow appeared to set her a seat.

"Granny, what are you doing here?" Mary asked, both pleased and surprised. She got up and hugged her grandmother lovingly. Patting her granddaughter on the back, she replied, "I heard you and Tom are back from London. I wanted to know if you got back successfully." Tom looked at Violet in surprise. He felt like she had an ambiguity in her statement. 'Does she suspect something?' he thought to himself and looked into her face.

However, as always, the Countess of Dowager only gave a slight smile, but nothing more. Everyone else greeted Violet and she took turns telling Mary and Tom about the horses for the stud.

"So one can say that your new project is in the starting blocks and that Downton will become a proud stud farm for racehorses in the future," she summarized what she had heard at the end of the meal and went into the next room with the other women. They talked for a while about God and the world. A letter from Edith describing her honeymoon with Rose in America kept the ladies busy for a while.

While Cora and Mary talked about Roses life in the USA, Violet said goodbye. She went outside and bumped into Tom there: "Nice that you were successful in London. Goodbye.", she greeted him and went to the front door. He looked after her confused and was pretty sure that she didn't mean the horses.

Full of anticipation, Tom went upstairs to get ready for the night.

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Mary wished her parents good night and nervously went to her room. She quickly changed with Annas help and lay down in her bed. She didn't need a night light as it was a bright, clear night. Now she could only wait, when and if Tom would really appear.

He waited impatiently in his room until Cora and Robert were finally in their bedroom. When he heard that Baxter and Bates were heading to the servants' quarters, or home, Tom sneaked over to Mary.

Without knocking, he quietly opened the door and slipped inside. "Tom," Mary whispered happily, sitting up in her bed.

"Hello Mary," he whispered. "Lie back down!" he commanded her quietly and Mary obeyed immediately. She licked her lips excitedly and watched him with wide eyes. Tom walked around the bed and stood next to her. He pulled his pyjamas over his head and sat on the edge of the bed. "What am I going to do with you?" he murmured to himself, tenderly stroking the contours of her face. She closed her eyes in delight and took a trembling deep breath. While Tom tenderly stroked her neck and his hand slowly moved to her chest, Mary fidgeted restlessly. He leaned down and whispered, "Do you like that? Let's see what else pleases you and how long it takes you to beg me for salvation."

"You can't do that!" Mary hissed, accepting his challenge and kissing him wantingly. Toms hands ran tenderly down her sides and slowly moved up again. From her armpits, he brought her arms together above her head and lay on top of her.

He started kissing her again. He traced her lips with his tongue and then entered her mouth. He quickly deepened the kiss and took the lead. He continued to hold her hands tightly together. Mary relished the feel of his dominance and felt a telltale wetness forming between her legs.

Tom began kissing down her chin and down her neck to her chest. Again and again he bit into her soft skin, and then immediately caressed the skin tenderly with his tongue. Mary groaned in need and tried to free her hands. Tom grinned at her attempt to free herself and released a hand. With this he quickly stroked her nightgown up and covered her chest.

She stretched her body towards his hand and tried once more to free her hands. When he, still kneading her breast almost roughly, looked into her eyes with a grin, he just said: "No! Your hands stay above your head. Otherwise, I'm gone.", letting his second hand follow his first.

Mary had seen his excited look and still knew he would make the threat. She had been too mean for the past two days for Tom to not take his statement seriously.

He noticed Marys half-closed eyelids and knew that she accepted his terms. At least that night. With the help of his other hand he pulled off her nightgown and took her nipple directly into his mouth. He suckled on it and at the same time ran his hand down her side. He bit down carefully and was rewarded with a loud moan from Mary.

She bit her lower lip to not ask him for salvation. Tom switched to Marys other breast and ran his fingers lightly across the other breast. Unconsciously, Mary stretched his pelvis towards him and her hips brushed over his erection.

Groaning, Tom left Marys nipple alone and kissed her again, wantingly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her move her arms towards his head. He grabbed it in a flash and literally pinned her in the bed. He rubbed himself violently against her and growled, "That was close, Mary, I mean it that I'm going. So pull yourself together Understood?"Mary looked at him with big eyes and only whispered: "Tom, please...".

Laughing softly, he kissed her again and let his hand slide further down her stomach. "I knew you would beg me tonight. What do you want Mary? Tell me." As he whispered this to her, he ran his finger demandingly over her clit, causing her to gasp again.

"Tom..." she began while he purposefully pushed a finger into her wet core. "...please..." she continued to moan and he twisted his finger so that he hit that one particular spot on her.

"Yes, Mary?" he whispered to her, moving his finger faster and faster. She could hear his grin, his frantic breathing clearly reflecting his excitement.

"Take me! ... Now! ... Immediately!", she finally managed to put her deepest wish into words.

This wish, which Mary once again sounded like an order, was enough for Tom to get rid of his pants and lie on top of her.

Crossing her hands with his, he buried himself in her midst. Both groaned at the same time. Mary because the feeling of his dick inside her was indescribable and Tom because Mary was incredibly hot and wet.

At first slowly he began to move inside her. Louder and louder she moaned his name and he released his hand to caress her clit with it. The feeling was incredible for Mary. Her eyes widened and she looked into Toms face. He realized that she was about to climax. So he kissed her tenderly now, but increased the tempo by pushing himself into her and increasing the pressure of his finger. Suddenly he felt Mary tense around him and stopped moving. Mary untied her fingers and took Tom in her arms. "Tom," she moaned. "That was incredible!" "I know, Mary, I know," he replied, grinning and looking deep into her eyes.

When Tom felt Marys climax subside, he began to sink into her again with long, firm thrusts. He slipped almost completely out of her. Mary didn't know what to do with her feelings. She was completely overwhelmed. ,I knew it. I knew this man could provide what I needed.' She thought as she felt her renewed arousal.

Smiling, she locked her gaze with his and ran her fingernails down Toms side, causing him to snarl deeper into her. He lowered his head and kissed Mary. He put all his feelings into that kiss and Mary let herself fall. When she felt like she was coming right back, she grabbed his butt and bit his bottom lip. The feel of her cramping muscles around his dick, her hands on his ass and the bite made Tom finding his climax. Moaning into Marys mouth, he came too.

Smiling, Tom braced himself and sank down next to Mary. She snuggled up against his shoulder and drew little circles on his still rapidly heaving chest. Neither of them wanted to break the silence, which is why they just lay next to each other for a long time and enjoyed the togetherness.

At some point, however, Tom broke the silence: "Mary?" he asked and waited until she raised her eyes and looked at him. "What is it with the two of us? he asked, looking deep into her eyes. Marys eyes closed as soon as she heard his questions.