Margaery's eyes locked onto those of a new player in the game of manipulation that was the game of thrones, she smiled and walked to him eager to see what she could get from him “Hello my lord.”

Her eyes fluttered shut at his action, taking in that little gesture as one more thing she'd store away to file under "interesting information." She would enjoy watching him play this game. Slowly, a curving smile graced her lips. "And you must be Lord Gareth." Her voice was low and musical as she looked at him again. "I've heard such wonderful things about your house, and father. It will indeed be an honor to make your acquaintance better, won't it?"

The meaning behind her words wasn't subtle; she knew he must have ambitions for their future, and was offering herself as a tool in his rise to power... or was she? The way she licked her lips suggestively made the statement rather more double-edged.

Caught off guard by the sudden boldness of his move, Margaery didn't hesitate to respond. Her mouth parted as she accepted the kiss, one hand going up to clasp behind his neck while the other curved around his back possessively. The embrace was long and deep, a promise of things to come whispered between them... or perhaps an irresistible lure intended to draw him further into her web. As they parted, Margaery looked at him through hooded eyes, lips curving in a satisfied smile. "I do believe we have much to discuss..." she breathed, almost seductively. "Why don't we find somewhere more private?"

She gestured subtly with her head, indicating that they should move away from prying eyes and ears.

Her breath hitched in surprise at his boldness, but then she relaxed into it, her lips parting eagerly as he continued to kiss her. Her hands clawed at his shoulders and held on tightly while he massaged her breasts, hardening her nipples against the fabric of her clothing. "Ah..." she moaned, arching into him hungrily. This wasn't quite what she had planned... but perhaps it would be a delicious deviation from their original course.

Her hips began to grind against his in time with his thrusts, meeting his passion with her own. If they were going to make this more than a simple tryst, if they were going to manipulate one another for power and prestige... then now was as good a time as any to begin. She slid her hands lower, seeking the heat between their bodies... "Oh..." she gasped, surprised at how aroused she suddenly felt. It seemed that her years of experience were no match for the force of his passion. "I- if we're going to do this," she panted, trying to catch her breath, "we should... perhaps discuss terms."

Her words came out as a challenge and a promise at once; the hint of seduction clashed deliciously with the undertone of control. She looked up into his eyes, her own dark with desire and an awakening hunger for power. This was indeed going to be interesting.

Her eyes flashed wide in surprise at his declaration; she had expected nothing less than a discussion of terms. But then he moved to touch her so intimately, and the shock gave way to excitement. She arched into his hand, moaning around his palm when he covered her mouth. Her hips bucked against him, seeking more of that forbidden contact as he claimed her in a way she had not expected. This was delicious... if unwise.

She thrust her own hand between them, seeking purchase on the bulge in his breeches. "I- I'm yours," she panted when he released her mouth, her voice husky with arousal. "But you must promise me that my house and my honor will be safe..." Her dark eyes locked on his, daring him to lie to her. The game had begun in earnest now; the terms of their alliance would be as important as their physical connection.

Her heart raced as he knelt before her. She had played this game so many times before, but the anticipation was no less thrilling now that it was finally happening with someone new... with someone who might prove himself a worthy ally. Margaery parted her legs eagerly, watching as he positioned his cock between them.

She knew what to do; she'd practiced in private and studied her courtesans carefully. Lowering her head, she wrapped her lips around the swollen tip of his member, taking him deep into her mouth. Her hands cupped his balls, massaging gently as she began to move up and down on him, sucking and licking with expertise born of desire and years of practice.

Around them, the rest of the great hall faded away; all that remained was their breath and the wet sounds they made together. She looked up at him from beneath her eyelashes, still daring him to tell a lie... while she worked her magic on his body.

The feel of him inside her was overwhelmingly intense; he filled her completely and drove her back against the cool stones with each powerful thrust. Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving angry red lines as she arched her back, meeting his force with her own. Her breath came in ragged gasps as their bodies moved together in a dance of lust and power. She knew he was testing her limits now... and she reveled in the challenge.

Her head tossed from side to side, and her hips rocked against him, trying to find some new angle that would send them both hurtling over the edge into release. "Harder," she gasped, more demand than request; her voice was hoarse with desire. As he obeyed, driving into her deeper still, a shudder ran through her body and her core clenched tight around his cock.

"Now," she whispered. The word came out thick and needy, all pretense of control abandoned in the face of this onrushing pleasure. Her hands slid down between their bodies to grip him tightly as he thrust one final time, driving them both over the edge into a shattering climax that seemed to go on forever.

Her body trembled as the last echoes of sensation faded away, leaving her panting and spent in his arms. She raised her head, meeting his gaze again with an emotion she couldn't quite name... satisfaction? Triumph? Or perhaps just the simple joy of having shared this moment with another human being... for now, at least. "So," she breathed, "you have proven yourself... my lord."