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Margaret Robinson has been dating Neil Perry for 8 months now, making this the longest relationship she has ever been in. Thanks to Neil being the most amazing person alive, it was also the most healthy, secure relationship she had ever been in. She had known Neil while they were both in high school, her attending Ridgeway and him attending Welton (Hell-ton, according to Neil). Welton was between Ridgeway and her house, so she would ride her bike past the hellish school to get home every day, one day running into Neil. They both stayed in touch and became friends quickly after their first meeting despite the strict nature of Welton. He obviously was the most gorgeous boy she had ever seen, so she developed a little crush on him early on but deemed it too trivial to ruin such a good friendship. Once they both graduated, she was worried about him moving somewhere far away and never being able to see him again, so she was delighted to find out that he would be moving to New York, as well as her. He was moving to New York to pursue a career of acting, a career his father wasn’t pleased with, but one Neil was going after anyway, and Margaret was moving to New York to attend NYU as an English major. She had always wanted to be an English or Literature teacher, wanting to inspire students to take their literacy seriously. Shortly after both she and Neil moved to New York, they found out they only lived a 20-minute walk from each other, so they began to see each other way more often, finding comfort in each other in such an expansive city. Her crush on him began to grow, and unbeknownst to her, his crush on her began to grow as well. Neil finally worked up the courage to ask her out on a date shortly after school started, and they have been inseparable since, making it official after the second date.
“Honey, I’m home!” Neil joked as he opened the door to Margaret’s homey apartment, imitating cheesy shows he had seen where the husband always greets his wife in that manner when coming home from work. Hearing Neil’s voice after so long sparked excitement in Margaret that she hadn’t felt in a while. She jumped up out of her bed where she was lounging with her cat, Georgie, and nearly sprinted to the front door where she heard Neil speaking. Margaret had been increasingly busy with finals season coming up at the end of her first year at NYU that she hadn’t been able to see Neil in almost a month. Neil couldn’t say that he wasn’t also incredibly busy, having landed the part of Romeo in an off-Broadway production of Romeo and Juliet. The two had finally been able to set a date where they could see each other again, even if it only was for one night.
“Neil!” Margaret exclaimed, running up to the tall, lean man whom she had missed so much. She wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him deeply before pulling her head back and kissing him like she’d longed to for weeks. Neil kissed her back, displaying the same amount of longing that she was before he smiled into the kiss, overjoyed at her presence near him again. He pulled away from the kiss, drinking in her features as if he had been sent off to war and hadn’t seen her for years. Margaret smiled sheepishly, a light blush dusting her cheeks as she watched him analyze her face.
“God, I’ve missed you so much, my angel. How have you been?” He breathed, almost taken aback at the beauty that was staring right at him. He smiled before grabbing her face and peppering her freckled skin with soft kisses, wanting to make his adoration for her known. She giggled lightly, the feel of his lips against her face tickling her and setting loose a thousand butterflies in her stomach.
“I’ve been good!” She spoke in between giggles. “School has been very intense, but the thought of being almost done with my first year of college keeps me going. How have you been, baby?” She asked after he stopped his onslaught of kisses. Her big green eyes stared into his brown doe eyes, the ones she found herself dreaming of at night. She was so excited to hear about how Neil’s play was going, proud of him for his determination and talent. She knew his shows were coming up soon, and she hadn’t been more excited about anything else.
“I’ve been good too. Very busy with the play, but I know the final result will be so rewarding that it won’t even matter.” He smiled at her, grateful to have someone in his life besides the Dead Poets who supported him in his aspirations. “Anyways, enough about how busy we’ve both been lately, we’re here to relax with each other. I brought the stuff to make chicken alfredo, your favorite.” He said with a cheeky grin, holding up a grocery bag that looked like it was indeed filled with pasta ingredients. Margaret gave a small gasp, not expecting him to have plans to make dinner; she figured they’d just order a pizza and lounge around with each other. But then again, this was the very essence of Neil; he always goes above and beyond for the people he loves. That was one of the things Margaret loved so much about him.
“Neil! You didn’t have to!” She said with a smile, secretly loving the fact that he would do this for her.
“I know that. But I love you, and you deserve everything good I can give.” He said matter-of-factly, giving her a sweet kiss on the lips before releasing her from his embrace and heading to the small kitchen. Margaret smiled as she followed his tall frame; she found herself being unable to stop smiling. As Neil set out the ingredients, Margaret wrapped her arms around his waist from behind, giving him light kisses along his back, absolutely glowing in the love that surrounded them. Neil smiled softly at the feeling of kisses on his back as he started to make dinner. He loved having domestic moments with Margaret; it made him all the more excited about the future life they would have together. She suddenly left his back, and he heard her footsteps padding along the wooden floor. He turned around to see where she was going and smiled as he saw her beeline towards the record player. She loved playing music in the background of anything she did. She put on The Beatles' new record “Please Please Me” and then headed back to where he stood in the kitchen.
“Wanted to have a little ambiance, huh?” Neil asked playfully as he felt her arms wrap around his waist yet again.
“You know me, it’s ambiance or nothing.” She joked back. She was telling the truth; her apartment was probably the coziest place Neil had ever been into. Warm, orange light glowed from the candles that were scattered around the space, as well as the glow from a cozy lamp she had sitting next to her recliner. The smells of cinnamon and nutmeg were always wafting around her place, amplifying the comforting feel that her apartment always had. Neil loved spending as much time as he could in her apartment because of this, and Margaret wasn’t complaining.
Neil quickly finished up the chicken alfredo and plated it nicely for both him and Margaret. They sat across from each other at the small table she had in between the living room and kitchen. She took a bite of her food and gave an appreciative groan, grabbing Neil’s hand from across the table.
“Wow, Neil, this is really amazing. Thank you for doing this. You’re seriously the best.” She praised him, smiling brightly at her handsome, loving boyfriend.
“You deserve the best, I’m only trying to live up to what you deserve.” He joked, trying to deflect the compliment. He never knew how to take compliments well, but even so, a light blush still covered his cheeks. He loved this girl with his whole heart, and he tried his best to show her that with everything he did.
“I love you, Neil Perry.” She said adoringly, smiling softly at him, at a loss for words on how to truly express everything she felt about him.
“I love you, Margaret Robinson.” He said just as lovingly, leaning over to give her hand a soft kiss before returning to eating his food.
They continued to talk throughout dinner, discussing everything under the sun, filling the holes that had rooted in their hearts when they were away from each other. Once they both finished, Margaret decided that she would clean the dishes since Neil had cooked. She took both of their plates and forks and moved them to the sink where she began to rinse them off. She then felt Neil’s towering presence behind her, his arms enveloping her waist in a warm embrace. She leaned into him and hummed in satisfaction as they both lightly swayed back and forth. Neil planted soft, loving kisses onto her head, wanting to display just how much he adored her. He planted a light kiss onto the shell of her ear, which made Margaret stop her movement for just a split second. Neil gave a soft chuckle against her ear, his breath warm against her skin. She smiled shyly before continuing to wash the dishes. Neil then decided to start planting his kisses further down, his lips lovingly pressing against her neck. She tilted her head ever so slightly so he could have more access. Margaret’s breath hitched as she felt his lips ghost against her neck, the sensation igniting a fire deep in her belly. She quickly wrapped up the dishes, placing them on the drying rack next to the sink. She turned around in Neil’s arms and looked up at him, her big eyes slightly hooded.
“Neil...” She whispered as he slowly lowered his head down.
“Shhh” He cooed before connecting their lips slowly, but passionately. His hold around her waist tightened as their kiss began to deepen.
His tongue swiped gently against her lips, asking politely for access into her mouth. She obliged, feeling the familiar dance of their tongues as their hands began to wander. Margaret’s hands felt around Neil’s chest before gripping his shirt and pulling him even closer to her. Neil ran his hands along Margaret’s back, trying to hold her as close to him as possible. The make out began to turn a little sloppy, both licking into each other’s mouths while the sound of heavy breathing and whimpers started to escape. As Neil pulled Margaret closer, she felt a bulge poking her upper thigh. He knew she felt it, and he pulled away for a second, chuckling in embarrassment. Their foreheads touched, panting breaths filling the space between their mouths.
“I’m sorry.” He breathed, a blush covering his cheeks from the state he was in. “I can’t help it. You don’t understand what you do to me, angel.” He panted, licking his lips as he gazed into her eyes.
“You should see what you’re doing to me.” She half-joked, trying to lighten the tension between them, but also knowing that she wasn’t joking at all. She felt her underwear uncomfortably sticking to her, due to the heavy make out session they had just had.
“Oh really?” He asked, his gaze darkening as he understood the implication of what she was saying. She nodded, a shy smile breaking out across her face as she looked at him. “Would you like me to take a look?” He said boldly. Her mouth dropped into a shocked “O” as he flirted with her, taken a little aback at his boldness.
She and Neil had never done anything besides have heavy make out sessions. Obviously, it had always left her turned on, but she never felt ready to take that step. Margaret had grown up in a heavily religious household that preached constantly about lust and the dangers of sex before marriage. This caused a mental block in her head that she couldn’t seem to get past. She felt guilty even if Neil had grabbed her boob during a make out. Yes, they were both adults and living on their own, but she still felt the looming guilt. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to do sexual things with him, because she definitely did, he was so incredibly attractive to her, she was just afraid of the guilt. She had gotten increasingly more comfortable with taking things further the longer they had been together, and thankfully Neil was never pushy. He was a perfect gentleman and never took things further than she was comfortable with. He had also never done anything sexually with anyone before either, so this was a big step for both of them.
Neil realized that she was thinking too much about it, which meant for him to stop. He stepped away a bit and said, “We don’t have to do anything, baby. You know I’m perfectly happy to just be in your presence. I’m sorry I got carried away.” He spoke softly to her as to not break the moment. He always wanted to reassure her whenever she was feeling insecure about this topic.
She looked up at him, her eyes analyzing his sweet face before she said, “No I...” She trailed off, contemplating how to say what she wanted to say. “I want to, Neil.” She spoke quietly, afraid that somehow her parents would hear her across state lines. His eyes immediately snapped to her face, shock covering his features. He nodded his head slowly, as if trying not to scare away a deer.
“Are you sure, angel? I don’t ever want you to feel pressured into doing anything. This is completely up to you.” Neil said. He knew that as soon as she wanted to do anything, he would want to as well because of how much he loved her, but he wanted her to feel comfortable first.
She nodded her head more confidently now, making eye contact with him. “Yes, Neil, I really want to. I’ve been thinking about this for a while and it’s time for me to stop feeling guilty about it.” She spoke truthfully. She had been thinking about sexual things with her precious Neil a lot while they had been away from each other. She guessed missing him also included missing the sex life you never had.
A smile broke out onto his face, and he nodded, stepping back towards her. His large hands gently grabbed her face and connected her lips to his. She melted into the kiss, threading her fingers through his hair. The kiss very quickly heated up, their hands roaming all over each other with a new fervor. Neil made a gesture for Margaret to jump, so she hastily jumped and wrapped her legs around his waist. His hands grabbed her thighs, and he began walking to Margaret’s bedroom. They continued their passionate kisses as he opened the door to her room and let Georgie out before closing it. He walked over to her princess bed, adorned with bedposts that hung fabric around them like she was royalty. To him, she was. He gently laid her down on the bed and broke away for a second to look at her, taking her flustered appearance in. She looked up at him with all the trust in the world, knowing that he would never hurt or take advantage of her. She felt comfortable being so vulnerable with him. He leaned down on top of her and began placing kisses along her neck again, searching for her sweet spot. She let out a small whimper from the sensation, but quickly covered her mouth, embarrassed to already be making noise after something so small. Neil grabbed her hand and placed a kiss onto her palm before putting her hand back beside her.
“I want to hear every single beautiful noise you make, my angel.” He cooed into her ear before giving it a kiss, making her shiver. She nodded up at him, a silent vow to not silence herself, it was okay to make noise in bed with your boyfriend that you love. He continued his ministrations on her neck, sucking lightly at times and giving small licks at other times, making her gasp out. He kissed down her neck until he got to the neckline of her shirt. He looked up at her, “Can I?” He asked, making sure she was comfortable taking this step.
“Yes. Please.” She breathed out, desperate to feel his skin against hers. He smiled winningly as he began to take her shirt off. As soon as her shirt came off, he was quick to administer kisses to every new inch of skin available. He was more than grateful to be able to see her like this.
“God, Margaret, you’re so beautiful.” He spoke breathlessly as he drank in the appearance of her partially naked upper body. She grinned sheepishly at him before deciding to expose more of herself. She reached behind herself and unclipped the plain white bra she was wearing. She threw the bra across the room, and it took all of her self-control to not cover herself up. Neil’s eyes widened to the size of the moon. “Wow.” He spoke, awestruck. The sight of her exposed in front of him turned him on even more. He grinned mischievously before ducking his head down to plant hot kisses along her boobs. She arched her back up at this new sensation, letting out a breath as she felt his lips connect. His kisses got sloppier, starting to suck and lick at her boobs before finally moving his mouth to her nipple. She gasped at the warm, wet feeling that enveloped her nipple, surprised by how pleasurable it was. Neil began to suck more passionately on her nipple, and she moaned out, her hand flying to his hair. He grinned against her boob as he heard her first real moan, satisfied with himself. He then moved his mouth to her other nipple, sucking on the side of her boob to leave a mark. He wanted physical proof of this night. He sucked on her nipple as he played with her other boob, causing her to squirm underneath him.
“Neil, please.” She whimpered desperately, gripping his hair hard. Her hips bucked up involuntarily into his leg that was positioned between her legs. She needed some kind of friction.
He grinned up at her as he watched her writhe in pleasure. He was so happy that he was able to make her feel this way. “Please what, baby?” He spoke, his voice lower than usual. He knew he shouldn’t tease her, but he was having fun, and he wanted to hear her be more vocal.
She grunted in frustration as she looked down at him and blushed. “I need more. Please...” She said, feeling too shy to say the rest. “Please touch me, Neil.” She spoke quietly. She bit her lip, bucking her hips against his leg for friction.
“Anything for you, angel.” He spoke lovingly as he nodded. He kissed all the way down her stomach, stopping at the waistband of her pants. He looked up at her, silently asking for permission, and she nodded her head fervently. He smiled at her and unbuttoned her pants, pulled the zipper and slowly shimmied them down her legs. All that was left now was her damp underwear. Neil figured he should shed some layers as well, so he quickly took off his shirt, showing his lean chest. Margaret looked up at him adoringly. She couldn’t believe she was really doing these things, but she was glad she was doing them with Neil, her love. She clenched her legs together as he had moved his knee from its spot between them. He grinned at this, happy that they both loved each other so much that they could both get each other worked up like this. “Go lay against, the pillow, baby.” He spoke softly, planning out his next course of action. She nodded her head, picking herself up and crawling towards the pillow. She plopped down against the pillows and looked down at him, his beautiful body bathed in moonlight. He then unbuttoned his belt and quickly took his pants off, leaving only the sight of him straining against his boxers. She looked him up and down, damn did he look good. He crawled towards her on the bed and gave her a passionate kiss before pulling away and beginning to plant kisses all down her body. He ended up with his face perfectly between her legs, making her blush at the sight.
He began to kiss the inside of her thighs, so close to where she needed him. She whimpered in desperation, bucking her hips up to hint at him that she needed more. He pulled his face back, staring straight at the wet spot in her underwear, his warm breath fanning along her core. She moaned lightly at the warmth from his breath. He then placed a light kiss against the damp spot, causing her to arch her back and cry out. “Oh Neil!” He grinned to himself before hooking his fingers under the waistband of her underwear and pulling them down, seeing how they slightly stuck to her core. He groaned at the sight of her wetness there for him to see.
“Fuck, sweetheart.” He breathed before he placed a light kiss right to the center of where she needed him. She moaned at the sensation of his lips against her bare skin. She threaded her fingers in his hair and attempted to pull him closer to her. He chuckled at her before deciding to give a small lick to her wetness, his eyes darting up to her to see her reaction. Her act instantly arched, and she groaned out, relief in her voice. He smiled in satisfaction and began to lick more fervently, like he was starving, and this was the first meal he’d had in days.
“Oh my God!” Margaret cried out, her other hand flying to his hair, pulling it in desperation. He chuckled against her, a deep vibration sending pleasure through her. He continued to lick against her, his jaw growing tired, but he didn’t mind. He had never done this before, but he was thoroughly enjoying it. He circled his tongue around her clit, eliciting a loud moan from her. Her hand gripped the sheet as if she was holding on for dear life. “Oh, Neil, I’m... I’m” she stumbled over her words, finding it difficult to form a sentence at the moment. “I’m so close” she cried out, desperately trying to hold onto reality. She had never felt this good in her life. Sure, she had touched herself before, especially to the thought of Neil, but this felt infinitely better than anything she had experienced in her life. Neil continued his mission with passion, wanting to help her finish. Margaret’s breath began to hitch, and her legs twitched around him. She gripped his brunette hair tightly as she gasped out. “Oh, I’m about to... I’m gonna come” she cried out before Neil suddenly inserted one of his long, dexterous fingers into her, which caused her to let out a guttural moan. “Oh God!” She exclaimed, feeling even closer to her climax. A few more pumps of Neil’s finger later, and she was coming on his face. He eagerly lapped up all of the mess that had been made and gave her core one last kiss before making his way up to her. She grabbed him by the back of the neck and kissed him passionately, tasting herself on his tongue, and moaning into his mouth. He moaned into her mouth simultaneously and positioned himself on top of her, grinding himself down. She felt him and wrapped her legs around him, feeling her wetness coat his underwear. He groaned at the contact of her to his dick.
“God, angel, you’re intoxicating.” He breathed out as he peppered kisses across her face and her neck. She giggled as he kissed all over her, overcome with love and desire for him.
“Neil, I want you inside me.” She said boldly, looking at him. He looked up at her in surprise as his eyebrows shot up. He nodded quickly and got up out of the bed to root around for his wallet. He found the condom he always brought just in case of a situation like this with Margaret. He might need to start bringing more.
“You’re sure about this?” He asked sincerely, knowing that this was a big moment for both of them. They would both be having sex for the first time. She nodded her head confidently, knowing she had been wanting this for a while. “Okay.” He breathed out, taking his boxers off slowly. His dick popped out and he looked to Margaret for her reaction; this was both of their first times seeing each other naked. Her mouth was agape; he was very well-endowed. She suddenly got nervous, wondering how that thing was going to fit inside her. Neil saw her nervousness and quickly said, “I’ll go slow. Please tell me if it hurts or you want to stop.” He was going to be as gentle as possible unless she asked for anything different. She nodded up at him as she watched him roll the condom on, making sure there weren’t any holes in it. He then positioned himself between her legs, holding himself up. “You ready, sweetheart?” He asked, making sure she was fully comfortable.
“Yes. I love you so much, Neil.” She spoke, wanting to make sure that was fully known before they had sex.
“I love you so much, Margaret.” He said back. He positioned himself right at her entrance, groaning at the warmth he was feeling. He slowly started to push into her, letting out a guttural moan at the unfamiliar feeling. Neil being vocal turned Margaret on even more, but she did feel a little bit of stinging pain between her legs as Neil slowly pushed inside of her. She hissed slightly at the uncomfortable sensation, and he stilled immediately. “Are you okay? Do you want to stop?” He asked quickly, ready to pull himself out.
“No, no! I’m okay, it’s just a little bit uncomfortable. Just go a bit slower.” She said, nodding at him for reassurance.
“Okay, okay.” He breathed out. He pushed himself in even slower, very audibly moaning at the tightness of her. Once he was about halfway in, he looked up to her to make sure she was doing okay. She nodded and smiled at him, grabbing onto his arm to let him know that she was okay. After he was pushed in all the way to the hilt, he sat there for a few moments, letting Margaret adjust. She groaned at the feeling of being so full; it was a strangely pleasurable feeling. Once she felt like she had adjusted enough, she signaled for him to move. He nodded and began to pull himself out slowly and then push back in. He threw his head back at the obscenely pleasurable bliss he was experiencing right now. He knew sex would be good, but he didn’t know sex would be this good.
Margaret began to feel less pain and more pleasure as Neil continued to slowly pump in and out of her, and she let out a quiet moan. Neil’s head snapped towards her. “It starting to feel good, angel?” He purred, feeling immense pleasure himself.
“Yeah, Neil, it’s actually starting to feel really good.” She spoke, beginning to be overcome with pleasure. She arched her back up and thrust her hips into his hips, matching his pace. She moaned out as he struck a spot deep inside her. “Go a little faster, please, baby.” She mewled, gripping his shoulders now as she was feeling incredibly good. He nodded, picking up his pace just enough to satisfy her. The room was filled with a cacophony of moans, whimpers, cries, and whispers of love. Margaret drug her nails down Neil’s back, eliciting a cry of both pain and pleasure from him. He began to pick up his pace, the sound of slapping skin now echoing through Margaret’s bedroom. The lewd noises turned them both on even more than they already were.
Neil leaned down to Margaret, almost bear hugging her. “You’re such a good girl for me, angel. Such a pretty girl. You feel so good.” He praised her. She moaned out at his words of praise, not knowing until now that that was something she was into. She bit his shoulder out of pure pleasure he was giving her. “God, I’m so close sweetheart. You’re so good. Such a good girl.” He cooed, licking the shell of her ear. She arched her back at his words and actions.
“I’m close again, Neil. I’m so close.” Margaret babbled, not saying much else at the moment besides Neil’s name. Neil was in the same state, babbling and moaning and whimpering. It was all either of them could do. They were both so wrapped up in each other. All of a sudden, Neil began to thrust in and out of her even faster, but sloppier, wet noises filling the room.
“Oh fuck” Neil exclaimed, burying his head into Margaret’s neck. “Baby, I’m so close.” He cried, not being able to hold it for much longer.
“Me too, baby.” Margaret moaned, both wanting to come at the same time. A few more thrusts from him, and she was coming undone around him; her walls clenching tightly around him. Her walls growing even tighter around him caused him to climax mere seconds after her. They both cried out at the same time, riding out their highs together as Neil sloppily thrusted into her.
After a few moments, they both had finished and were exhausted. Neil gave Margaret a sweet kiss on the forehead and pulled out of her. He laid beside her and she turned on her side, laying on his chest. They were both sweaty and tired, but they didn’t care. Neil pulled his condom off and quickly got up, heading to the bathroom. He came back with a warm cloth, cleaning Margaret up after the mess they made. She smiled sweetly at him, after completely wrecking her, he still was the kindest person she knew. “Thank you, baby.” She cooed, feeling completely overwhelmed by love and affection. Neil looked up at her and his beaming smile almost blinded her.
“Of course, angel. You know I would do anything for you.” He spoke with conviction in his voice. After he finished cleaning her up, he crawled back to her side, cradling her close to his warm body. “That was amazing.” He said simply. She giggled at his statement, but it was true. It was amazing. She had feared sex for so long, but because she did it with someone she loves and is comfortable with, it made the experience blissful.
“I agree. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so good in my life.” She said, looking up at him with stars in her eyes. He smiled down at her, pleased that he could make her feel so good. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and then a passionate kiss on the lips. She smiled into the kiss and pulled away. “I love you.”
“I love you.”
There had never been truer words spoken between them. Both at peace, they started to drift off to sleep in each other’s arms, knowing that they had found what they’d been looking for their whole lives.