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A black tie adventure with doesntsing

For a man whose perfect day involves hiking out into the wilderness alone to track a rare animal, an evening at a fancy party is not something to look forward to. The only consolation is in having good company to share it with. Making sure his friend has a good time is a much better goal than schmoozing the other guests.

After going through the ordeal of renting a tuxedo, and a car, he's around to pick Miriam up at the address she provided. Muldoon is uncomfortable in the unfamiliar clothing, and apprehensive about surviving an upper class dinner, but at least he knows he'll be in some good company. Worst comes to worst, Miriam will have some extra material to work with for her shows.

Ringing the doorbell, Muldoon tries not to look as awkward as he feels.

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She feels herself open even more widely when he grips her leg, and then he’s positioning himself to push into her. Her walls stretch around his cock and the expression on her face changes as he moves further and further into her. There’s a little gasp and a soft oh when he pushes in to the hilt; having given birth to two kids, she can take him. It’s just the sensation of being filled for the first time by him that makes her gasp.

He pauses to let her get used to him, something she appreciates before he starts moving again. Midge returns the kiss, then nods eagerly to him.

“Yes…” Robert can keep going. She’s ready to push back against his thrusts.

That gets a smile, and he eagerly rises to the task. The thrusts become deeper and faster, pulling a grunt and then a growl from him. But as nice as it is to take her like this, he soon wants more, wants faster.

Taking her hips in his hands, he pulls her back to the edge of the bed. He takes her there, both arms holding her legs, until again he finds himself unable to fuck her as thoroughly as he'd like. So, in one swift motion he lifts her up and carries her over to the wall. It's not difficult, she's ridiculously light. But there? There he can press her against the wall and fuck her in a much more satisfying way.

He’s working up a nice pace and the sounds he’s making send shivers of pleasure down her spine. Midge rocks back against him until she feels herself being moved.

She’s at the edge of the bed now and he’s got her legs in the air as he thrusts hard and deep inside of her. Midge just about gets used to that position before he’s lifting her, still inside her, off the bed. With a little yelp of surprise, she wraps her arms around him and clings to him. Her back hits the wall and she adjusts, legs up over his hips, ankles crossed at the small of his back. Midge is sure he’ll move her again if he’s not satisfied like this.

Her lips seek his, giving him a searing kiss as he starts to fuck her again.

Although he slows when their lips meet, Muldoon is more than happy to return that kiss, pulling at her bottom lip as he renews his fucking. This time he pulls back the pace, drawing out slowly and then thrusting in deep. If only to prolong this wonderful pleasure a little.

He wants to make sure she moans, to make sure she feels him, and she enjoys him. But he can't go slow forever, he'll do whatever he can to maximise her enjoyment.

She does moan, because it’s been a long time since she’s been fucked against a wall and Robert’s doing it so expertly. Midge holds on for dear life, her hips rising to meet his as much as she can. There’s not much for her to do in this position, but she thinks that might be by design. He’s taken charge and he wants her to relax and enjoy herself.

She rests her forehead against his, panting lightly. “Robert…” Her blue eyes bore into his, seeing the lust and desire there. “You feel so good.”

Muldoon is not great with sharing his thoughts, but hearing Midge say that, seeing that look in her eyes? He kisses her with a growl, and he kisses her deeply, an answer in itself.

It only makes him want her more, and although fun this is not the best position to get more. So he lifts her again, taking her back to the bed. There's a reason for traditional positions, they're reliable, even if Muldoon does come at them with more vigour than some.

Midge can’t help but huff a laugh when she finds herself on the bed again. He’s indecisive, but she’s loving every second of it. Her dark hair spreads over the pillow and she stretches out beneath him, one arm resting up above her head and her breasts bouncing with each of his thrusts. Her other arm snakes down between their bodies to stroke her clit. It’s much easier for her to come if she has direct stimulation.

She moans openly at the combined sensation of her touch and his penetration.

Hungry is more like it, hungry and eager to sate his need for her. Feeling her wet and tight around him is too perfect. From here he can see her spread below him as the tightly bunched muscles of his thighs pound into her. Seeing her, hearing her, feeling her, everything is hot and electric.

"I'm going to come," he pants, his fingers digging into her hips. "Midge, I'm going to come..."

He speeds up, going as fast as he can before finally breaking inside her with a groan. Rough hands hold her tight against him as he catches his breath. Then, after a second to recover, he bends down to kiss her, to show his appreciation all over again.

She smiles as she watches his pleasure rise higher and higher. Midge tightens herself around him, encouraging him. “Yes…”

It’s beautiful to watch him orgasm, and Midge enjoys the front row seat that she has to it. The sensation of him releasing inside of her sends a surge of pleasure through her body, though it’s not quite enough to push her over to her own climax yet. Her fingers flick faster over her clit as Robert leans down to kiss her.

Muldoon isn't going anywhere yet. As long as she encourages him, he'll kiss her deeper and run his hands up and down her, mostly to feel out her breasts again.

It takes him a few moments to realise her hand is still moving, still seeking out more of her own pleasure. She knows her own body best, but he wants to help. He nips her ear playfully before growling into it, "Tell me what you want."

The growl in his voice makes her absolutely weak. She taps on his chest, wanting them to move onto their sides. “Stay inside me,” she gasps. “Touch me.”

Midge takes his hand and moves it down between them again, positioning his fingers on her clit. “There… circles.”

On their sides, he won’t have to worry about trying to hold his own weight while touching her. Midge shifts slightly so that her leg on top can go over his side, opening herself more to his touch.

Those hands pull her as they move together onto their sides. That he doesn't hesitate to do, but he's glad that when he pulls his hand lower he shows her exactly what she wants. Especially when she lets him know when he's doing it right with the sounds trickling from her lips.

His other hand runs through her hair, tugging it a little as he kisses her. Anywhere and everywhere he can reach, almost mindlessly, while he focuses on the fingers pleasuring her.

Midge’s hips buck back against his hand, feeling desperate and wanting more as he touches her just how she likes. She can feel the orgasm building inside of her like a wave.

“Yes… Robert… Yes…”

The pleasure peaks and she falls over the edge with a cry of ecstasy, her body trembling in his arms.

The sound and sight of her is perfect as she comes. He rubs his palm over her one more time before wrapping his arms around her and kissing her again until he finally stops with a happy sigh.

He crooks a smile at her then. "Was that satisfactory?"

Midge tries to hide her smile as she lets out a deep contented sigh, though she’s sure she’s doing a terrible job of it.

“Quite satisfactory,” she replies. “Though you may have to do it again.”

She leans forward and presses kisses to his chest, even though it’s covered in sweat.

“Somehow I knew you’d be less… buttoned up in bed.”

It's a good thing she's bad at hiding it. Her smile is a lovely thing.

Muldoon arches an eyebrow at her. "Was this all a plot to see if I have a less rigid side?"

“Oh, you were still pretty rigid, Robert,” she says, her eyes flicking downwards. Hopefully he doesn’t mind a ribald joke. Midge is full of them.

She kisses his lips again, then lays her head on the pillow next to his. “You growled at me. That was very sexy.”

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Far from minding, her joke gets a breathless little laugh.

But then she's kissing him and he's kissing back with a hum before he lets her rest again. Even after sex she looks so put together, it's really very impressive, and so 'Midge' it's impossible not to smile at.

"I've been in the wild too long. I've gone feral, but I'm doing my best to hide it."

Midge’s lips form an O and then she grins and points at him. “I made you laugh…” Even if it was a tiny laugh, she is taking this win. She’s far more proud of making him laugh than making him come.

“I like it,” she tells him, her fingers stroking through the hair on his chest. “It was like having a tiger in my bed.”

The surprise makes Muldoon blink and then a wide smile spreads across his face. "Have you been trying to make me laugh?"

That's a relief to hear, though he tries not to show it. Midge is so petite that it's difficult not to worry he might have been going a little too rough. Or it would be if her personality didn't eternally remind him how brave and brazen she is.

"I aim to please."

“Of course,” she replies. “I’m a comedian.” And he’s a stoic man who never laughs. Of course she had to take up that challenge.

Midge might be a little sore tomorrow but she won’t have any regrets. “And you certainly did.” She gazes at him. “Do you mind if I ask when the last time was?”

Maybe he doesn’t want her prying into his romantic past, but they’re in bed together and Midge is curious. Even if he hasn’t had sex in 20 years, he’s already proven that he can satisfy her.

"You picked a tough night for it. I'm not easy to make laugh on the best of days, never mind while working." And nervous as all hell. Both about his company and about the party.

Of course, now that he's relaxed and already laughed once, it's easier for him to do it again. Like when she asks that question. This is not the pillow talk he expected.

Muldoon rubs his face and then the back of his head, eyes scanning a distant point because he has to search his memory. When he looks back to Midge he's pulling a bit of a face. "Five years? Give or take."

He smiles at Midge and shakes his head a little. "I won't ask the same question of you. I'd only get jealous."

Midge reaches out and strokes her fingers over his cheek. “You were great tonight. Your boss got what he wanted and he’s pleased with you.” At least that’s what Midge read from Hammond. He seemed nothing but happy with Robert.

“Did you love her?” Maybe it wasn’t like that at all. Maybe it was a one night stand. Or maybe it was the one that got away.

Now it’s Midge’s turn to huff a laugh. “Don’t be. It was a few months ago with my ex-husband. We would still… sometimes… after the divorce.”

More like they got caught up in the heat of the moment sometimes and Things Happened.

"I guarantee he's mostly pleased I didn't say anything too problematic. Thanks for keeping me in check, by the way." He likes the fingers over his cheek. It's nice. Oddly comforting.

The pulled smile says it all, but he still voices its meaning. "No. And she didn't love me. We were just seizing a moment."

It's here that his smile turns thoughtful. He considers Midge for a moment, and then asks, "Do you still love him?"

She was the one who brought love up first. And Muldoon knows his lifestyle makes flings more appealing than relationships. Sure, he'll be a bit jealous, but he doesn't really have a right to be and he knows as much.

“You’re welcome,” she says softly. It occurs to her that they’re a good team. It’s a shame that he won’t be here very long. She’s trying not to think about that.

The fling makes sense, as does his question. It’s fair. She takes a deep breath and lets it out.

“I’ll always have some feelings for him because he’s the father of my children and he’ll always be in my life, but I’m not in love with him anymore. He really hurt me.”

Midge sighs and gets comfortable on the bed. She brought this up, didn’t she.

“He cheated on me with his secretary and left me for her. Of course, it didn’t work out for them because she doesn’t have two brain cells to rub together, but by the time he figured that out, the damage was already done.”

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