Queen of Spades (House of Cards Series 1) [Student/Teacher Relationship]

Three of Swords (Adult)

The rest of their group wouldn't be back for hours yet so Malcolm took the opportunity to guide Alice back onto his balcony. She stood out of the way while he quickly converted it back into the privacy mode he'd had it set up in earlier. Malcolm lay back on the hammock and Alice climbed over him, legs settling on either side of his hips. They swung softly in the breeze, Malcolm holding Ace to him, just cuddling and swaying. There was a couple of funny moments, like when Malcolm needed to get something out of his pocket and awkwardly shifted Alice above him. She didn't get to see what it was because he locked his hands behind her back and kissed the sides of her mouth until she laughed and held his face still, the playful light kiss quickly turning serious and passionate. He must have set whatever it was in his hands aside, because his palms found their way to her thighs, shirt of the wrap dress bunched up over his wrists.

Alice gasped as his fingers started to massage the muscles of her legs, dancing from her knee up to her hip. Her breath came in hiccup gasps as he kissed at her mouth, teeth lightly grazing her bottom lip, sucking it in to bite down. With a tug he pulled her string bikini bottoms away, sneaking at undoing the knots. Ace groaned at the feeling of being naked and pressed against his contained arousal, a single layer of fabric away. His hands pulled away from her hips and sunk into her hair, pulling her head to the side so he could attack the side of her neck. He was passionately rough, driven by need to loose some of his usual gentleness. Alice felt almost dizzy, not getting enough air as she moaned, body shaking with powerful need as he taunted her sensitive skin with his hot mouth. His hands pulled her dress open, exposing the bikini top and her nakedness.

"Mal.." Alice breathed as his hands slid behind her and quickly undid the complicated knotwork. He pulled the top away as if the fabric's presence was offensive. Her magenta wrap dress framed a line of naked flesh, the bright colour a sharp contrast to her dark skin. His fingers explored her body with teasing roughness.

"Oh god, you're soaking my shorts." Malcolm groaned, hand dipping down between them to pull open the strings tying his swim shorts closed. He was powerfully ready and slid into her with a hard thrust. Alice cried out, the sound swallowed as Malcolm sucked the air from her lips. She shuddered for a moment, body responding to the powerful need driving into her. Then her hands were pulling at his shirt, squirming around their locked bodies to tug the fabric away. Then she returned the attack on his exposed flesh, her teeth latched on just below his ear and he sunk his hands into her hair, moving her head away before she could leave a mark. Her tongue grazed down his neck and she shifted her hips, bending forward more to suck a scrap of his shoulder, biting down a little. He groaned, driving his body up into hers, one hand on her hip, the other on her shoulder. He held her still as the hammock swayed dangerously, nearly dumping them out.

"Get your ass onto that bed." Malcolm growled at her.

Alice gasped at him, then kissed his passion swollen lips, squeezing her body tight around his, then hopping off. The look he gave her was dark fire and she nervously remembered that death and the grim Reaper Malcolm took his handle from, are often incubi; turned into powerfully sexual, violent creatures. Alice met his gaze, eyes full of the perfect darkness he carried locked away, and felt a mirroring smirk cross her lips. She stared him down as he sensually crawled out of the hammock and pulled his shorts off. Conversely, Alice tied the wrap dress back up, covering her body from his view. He broke their stare down by grabbing her head and crashing their lips together, mouth powerfully dominating. He pulled her out of the kiss, fingers wrapped around her upper arms.

"I told you to get on the damn bed." his voice was a snarl of passionate roughness.

Alice couldn't help the throaty laugh that made the fire in his eyes flare. She loved the fact that he wasn't holding back with her anymore. "Make me." she taunted and he grabbed her, swinging her up so that he carried her bridal style. Malcolm crawled on his knees across the bed, setting Alice on her feet. She looked down at him, hypnotized by his darkling stare.

He reached up and pulled open the wrap dress, pushing the fabric open wide, resting his hands on her buttock and started to bite and kiss her abdomen, travelling from her breasts to her inner thighs. She gasped and held onto his shoulders for balance.

"Alice." Malcolm called her name and she blinked open her eyes, focusing at him kneeling in front of her. He kissed her ribcage, lips feeling the frantic heartbeat he roused in her. "Mi Corazon." Malcolm murmured against her skin. He looked up at her and she saw how unguarded he was as he looked at her. "Cásate conmigo." he said. (Marry me).

Alice stared down at him, all the butterflies in her stomach going insane at once. Had she heard him right? She knew what she wanted him to say, what she had thought she heard him say in fact, but maybe she just misheard him? "What did you just say?" she asked, her voice breathy.

Malcolm smiled at her, as if he realized that she thought she misheard him. "Alice Spade, will you marry me?" he asked in English this time. She saw what he had been fumbling for earlier. "I thought about what you said, that I should do something about you being mine. And then I saw this while taking everyone shopping and realized that I didn't know what I was waiting for." he explained and opened the box. Inside was a beautiful ring. The band was white, yellow and red gold braided in thin strands, the stone an opal that was silvery pale and iridescent. "So will you marry me?" Malcolm prompted again.

"F*** yes." Alice breathed, making him laugh. "Said you were stuck with me, meant it."

"God your wicked mouth." he chuckled and pulled Alice down so she knelt in front of him. It should have been awkward, he was naked and she had a wrap dress open, leaving her exposed too. But it suited them, raw and a little unusual; but real. He slid the ring onto her finger, knowing she'd have to take it off later to hide their secret.

Her eyes searched his face, seeing relief, happiness and satisfaction in his eyes. She couldn't believe that he wanted to marry her. Her head swooned a little and she rested her hands against his chest, stunned at how very fast this was all going. But that was the story of her life, things happening quickly, and her life seemed to reel from one major event to another in a hurry. The ring glittered against his dark skin, the colours of the gold a gradient between her own skin colour and his.

"I love you." Alice breathed and he smiled, kissing her softly.

"I love you too." he replied, hands moving the dress off her shoulders so that she was as bare as him. "Fiancée." he smirked. His mouth hovered over hers, stealing her breath without ever touching her lips. "Mine." the word filled her mouth, followed by his commanding tongue. He kissed her as if he could devour her down entirely, hands massaging the small of her back, her buttocks and the backs of her thighs. His touch dizzied her and she felt too sensitive somehow. Malcolm pulled her closer and settled lower on his knees. He adjusted Alice's leg from a kneeing position, and tucked it against his hip. He pushed into her slowly, both of them moaning as he settled inside her. Alice left one hand on his chest and wrapped the other around behind his head. He held her thigh and butt, using the grip to move into her and pull out, slowly repenetrating every time so that they both felt frantic. Alice let out a soft moaning cry each time, Malcolm giving an occasional growling grunt as he fought to keep it slow. They kept eye contact, intimate and primal as Alice felt her orgasm start to squeeze the muscles of her body in hard, shuddering jerks. She was crying out and Malcolm groaned as he pumped his own climax out as hers crested. He kissed her softly, panting breath as they started to calm down and recover.