#margie request

Sound of containers being twisted open and close filled the air with its chemical scent being overwhelmed by the scent of candles lit around the room. The manor had been quiet around the room but this room was filled with laughter, music and fond memories.

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A delicate hold on (Name)'s hand, so tenderly that could go against the bed sheets in a fight of gentleness. Focused eyes averting at the offer of a snack. Lips so plum taking the snack from the offered hand and even temporarily licking such fingers. A laugh escaped (Name) as Margaretha resumed her focus on the pedicure that she was giving (Name). "You must stay still, (Nickname). Or else I'll have to start over, dear."

"You are making me move. How could I not laugh and feel embarrassed?"

"By admitting to your heart that you are my one and only as I am yours." Margie spoke softly. Her eyes back to your nails as she carefully spread the nail polish after polishing your nails to the perfect shape to ensure they wouldn't break when participating and having a little too much fun with each other.

"There you go! How wonderful! What do you think?"

Your eyes turned to the hand as you eyed the impressive work done. Waving your hand around as if to dry them quicker before pulling Margie closer to you, offering her a chaste kiss before taking her hands with yours. "How about I do yours now?"