Thank Me / Criston Cole

26. Extremes

Tully was blown away by the extremes Luke and Mallory went for her name day. Larys was instructed to leave the party planning to a Lannister and he listened.

Mallory had instructed larys to pick up tullys name day celebration dress from the tailor but leave the rest to mallory. Mallory should have known that luke was going to try and throw tully a party he was smitten with her.

Hell that boy was fully in love with Tallulah Strong.

"Do I have to marry Rhaena?" Jace questioned. "I mean you are letting luke marry for love. Maybe I should have the same option. Or do you love him more than me?" Jace sassed. Rhaenyra stared down at him silently. "Because im your heir which really should mean that i shouldnt be forced into a marriage and by forcing me into a marriage with a woman I dont love I might make the same mistakes that you did and henceforth drive you to an early grave with my bad decisions."

"I regret nothing. Because everything I did and do lead me to you and your brothers and eventually the crown," rhaenyra countered.

"I dont like your choice in second husbands still." Jace added knowing he wasnt winning this non- argument anyways.

"Whats wrong with daemon?" Rhaenyra countered.

"Ahh this is the stuff!" Mallory declared as she spun around with tully. "My dear all eyes are on you."

"I would settle for one set of eyes on me." Tully countered embarrassed as she tucked her thick black curly hair behind her ear.

"Well Lukes eyes are always on you," mallory assured. "I will let him dance with you. I know he is dying too," mallory added spinning away from tully. Luke was quick to take her place.

"Look at our girl Larys." Mallory gestured dramatically to tully and luke. "They grow up so fast." She feigned wiping tears from her eyes. Larys chuckled shaking his head. "Your friend couldnt make it after all? I thought she might have tried harder-"

"I barely know her." Larys cut in. "And i... thought it would be nice."

"It would be nice. You know maybe I get you a cat after all."

"Why?"

"Because you and tully qanted cats to feast on your loveless hearts but tully has a man now- well not a man. A boy that is a gentleman perhaps. But you larys-"

"Im fine on my own." Larys corrected.

"I dont believe you." Mallory corrected slowly.

"Believe what you will. It doesnt change my relationship status."

"Mallory beloved wife-"

"Oh i like that." Mallory agreed taking Cristons outstretched hand.

"Dance with me." Criston spun her into him and held her close. "You look radiant."

"Thank you." Mallory kissed him fiercely. "I love you."

"I love you." Criston agreed. She nestled into him as they danced. Criston was light on his feet being a fighter and he moved with elegance along the polished marble floors.

"What do you say we get out of here?" Mallory questioned against his lips. 

"Nothing and I do mean nothing, has sounded better." Criston agreed. She couldnt get him fast enough, as soon as they were out of the throne room she needed his lips. 

She hooked an elbow around his neck to pull him toward her, but he held his body off her, and like he saw the complaint coming he crushed his mouth to hers to keep her quiet. The kiss was everything, and it was torture because she wanted more than this. She wanted his weight on top of her. He was all over her and all around her, but still too far away. The heat from his body pressed into her, she could feel it through her dress. She had never in her life wanted someone to rip her clothes off until this moment. She wanted nothing between them. 

She hated the very existence of the fabric, even such exquisite fabric as this, because she wanted to feel his skin on her skin. She wanted his sweat and the pounding of his heart and his fast breath. It was some sexual claustrophobia. She was starting to feel frantic.

"Come on." Criston agreed pulling her along. "Can't fuck you against the wall."

"I mean you could." Mallory countered, but Criston pulled her along. Slamming a door behind them mallory striped him quickly. Mallory ran a palm down his chest following the trail of hair under her fingertips and took him into her hand, and he sucked in a breath against her mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a shuddering noise as she moved back and forth. He tugged at her dress ripping it in the process, she would be mad about that later but right now, fuck clothes, she needed him.

 He lost his resolve and lowered himself onto her. When he eased inside of her, it was fireworks.