3 comments/ 9596 views/ 1 favorites Merry Christmas, Darling By: LovelyLittlePixie Hey you guys. I would really appreciate any voting or comments on this, am really enjoying this story. I already have the next chapter written so tell me if you want it :D Love and Kisses LovelyLittlePixie ***** You give the counter one final scrub before glancing around. Nat King Cole is softly crooning from where I had put his CD on earlier. You smile softly and lean against the corner. The couch is crammed into the corner and the table is pushed up against the opposite wall, yet there is still barely 5 feet between the two. The room is tiny and cramped, just like the rest of the apartment, but its ours. Pine boughs are draped on the wall in the shape of a tree since we don't hhave room for a real one. I have artfully pinned red and green lights around the branches and the lights flicker softly. You open the closet door and toss the dirty cloth into the washing machine beore turning off the lights. You walk down the hall, turning off the bathroom light and rolling your eyes, amused at how much I need light. I always insist that its because I like to see, but you know that its because I am secretly scared of the dark when you aren't with me. My studio door is ajar and both lamps and the overhead light are on. You step in and grimace. Canvases, pastels, brushes, cups, paints, and pallettes litter the floor. You turn off both lamps before flipping the overhead light off and stepping out. You smile and walk to our bedroom, opening the door with your foot. A handful of red candles are flickering on the dresser and the mirror above reflects my face. I have one arm draped above my head and my hair is fanned out across the pillows. My eyelashes rest on my cheeks, casting half moon shadows on my face in the flickering light. You pause and look at me pensively. I shift and murmur your name, clutching a pillow to me tightly. The blankets slip off me as I shift and the swell of one creamy breast becomes noticeable. You close your eyes and groan softly before slipping off your clothes. You slide into bed beside me, tugging the pillow out of my grasp. I protest softly in my sleep and you pull me to you, covering my mouth with your own. I melt in your arms, my soft, warm skin brushing yours. My eyes sleepily drift open and I gaze up at you. "Hi." You smile and press a kiss to my temple before pulling me tighter against your chest. "Time to go to sleep, babe. Its late." I nod sleepily and yawn. "I love you, Max." You brush my hair out of my face and I snuggle against you. "I love you too, princess." I yawn again and my eyes close as my head rests on your chest and my fingers weave through yours. You stroke my hair as you feel me fall asleep, staring off in the distance. Sleep soon overtakes you and you give in. ***** You groan softly and roll your hips against the feeling. Your hands tremble and tug at the sheets for a moment until the feeling subsides. You open your eyes to see me kneeling on the bed beside you, stroking your dick softly. I grin cheekily and you growl before lunging at me and kissing me. You tangle your fingers through my hair as we kiss. You lick my lips hungrily and I gasp softly, giving your tongue entrance into my mouth. I sigh softly and press against you. You tip my head back and nip at my throat. My eyes spark and my pupils dilate as I become more and more aroused. I lean forward and bite your neck as you bite mine, my teeth scraping against the smooth skin. You growl loudly and flip us over so that you are straddling me. I gaze at you, wide eyed, and you chuckle darkly. You reach for my hands and pull them above my head, then reach for the cuffs that we keep hooked onto the bed frame just for this reason. They are a mixture of leather and sleek metal so they won't chafe my skin. You snap them shut with a click and I moan softly as the sound and feel of them make me so much wetter. You run your hands along my bare skin, raising goose bumps and elicitating several loud sighs from me. You slide your hands beneath me and cup my ass. I raise my hips for you and you gently kiss my knees. You begin to trail soft kisses up my inner thighs until you reach my aching pussy. At this point, I am soaking wet and moaning, writhing beneath your ministrations. You glance into my eyes and kiss my pussy, then pull away and sit up. "What do you want, princess?" you ask. I moan unintelligbley and wiggle. You shake your head. "No, no, no, babe. You know better. Tell me what you want." I bite my lip. "I want you to fuck me." You pause, then shake your head. "Nope." I groan softly. "Why?" "Beg." "Please, please, please fuck me. I want you so bad right now, please." I gasp out as you begin to trace my lips, dipping your fingers into my pussy. "Not good enough," you chuckle as you lean forward and bite my collarbone. "I want you to fuck me, master! Please, I need it!" "Again." I begin to chant my mantra. "Please fuck me, I want you... Please fuck me. Please fuck me. Please fuck me. Please. Fuck. Me." On the last 'me', you slam into me. I cry out and shudder against you as you slowly begin to thrust in and out of me. You set up a steady pace and slowly get faster. I moan and writhe against you. Your warm body presses into mine and I frantically twist my wrists. You pull me into a kiss and our tongues dance as we both explode. You withdraw from me and kiss my temple. "I love you, Dani." "I love you too, Max." You pull me into your arms and reach up, uncuffing me. You pull me close and nuzzle my neck. We lay there for what seems like forever before you sit up. "What do you want for breakfast, beautiful?" I giggle. "The same thing I wanted last night, and the same thing I have wanted every year." You chuckle good naturedly and roll your eyes. "So... cinnamon rolls?" "Yes!!" I sit up really fast and grin. You look at me for a moment before your hands shoot out and run up my sides, tickling me. I fall beside you in a fit of laughter and you blow a raspberry on my tummy. I laugh and you tickle me until I begin hiccupping. You give me one last kiss before rolling out of bed and opening the dresser, pulling out a pair of boxers and slipping them on. You pull on some jeans and a tee that I bought you last Christmas. Van Fucking Halen. "C'mon, babe. Get your sweet little ass outta bed and get dressed while I go start breakfast." I grin and rub my eyes before standing. I carfully walk to the dresser and pull out some things, then walk to the closet and rifle through until I find what I am looking for. I grin triumphantly and begin to carefully dress myself. Merry Christmas, Darling Ch. 02 Okay. I received a comment from an anonymous person saying that they wanted the next chapter, so here it is. I'm really loving this story, haha. I've already started chapter 3. So. Rate, comment, etc. to your heart's delights. Thank you! Love and Kisses, Dannnnni ***** You're standing at the oven and slipping in the cinnamon buns. They are actually one of your recipes and are made from scratch. You don't think they are that good, but I swear that they fell from heaven and threaten you every time you think about changing them. We started them together last night so that the dough could rise. You grin at the thought of us last night, laughing softly when you recall dabbing a smudge of glaze on my nose. I then smeared some somewhere else in retaliation... then licked it off. You shake your head to clear your thoughts and will your erection to fade. Barely seconds after it does, I wrap my arms around you. For once, my nails aren't painted a chipped black, but are instead scarlet. You turn to look at me and barely bite back a gasp as your erection instantly springs up again. I grin at you and spin, showing off my entire outfit. I'm wearing my black lace up boots with fishnet stockings that reach three quarters of the way up my thigh. My skirt is short and black, barely covering the tops of my stockings. I'm wearing a corset as my top, which is red overlayed with black lace. My collar is placed on my throat, the cross dipping down and falling right between my small breasts. I've taken the liberty to put on cherry red lipstick. I have also put on eyeliner and mascara, which makes my eyes look bigger and smokier than usual. Your fingers dig into your palms and your eyes blaze with lust. I grin at you and you grab me, pressing your lips to mine roughly. Your hands palm my ass and you squeeze, pulling me closer to you. I moan softly and your tongue darts into my mouth. I grind against you and you press your hand to the small of my back, making me arch for you. You begin to bite my neck when the timer beeps. You growl and I jump slightly. You give me one last fierce kiss, then push me away. I stumble and rub the back of my hand against my bruised lips. "Well... That was surprising." You turn the timer off and pull the food out. "Is there time before we eat?" I gasp in mock protest. "We just did! You cannot be serious, Max!" You chuckle and walk behind me, pulling me into your arms, biting and kissing my neck. "Oh, Dani. You have no clue how serious I am." You grind your hips against my ass and I tip my head back to rest it on your shoulder. Your hand slips down and cups my pussy through my clothing and I bite back a moan. With that, you let go. I pout and you laugh, picking up the pan of cinnamon rolls and carrying them to our cramped living/dining room. I pour us drinks, then giggle and pull out a bottle of moscato, putting it in the fridge for later. I sit down at the table across from you. You look at me for a moment, then shake your head. "Nope. Stand." I look at you, confused, but stand up anyways. You point to the spot on the floor next to your chair and I know what you mean. I take a deep breath, then kneel beside your chair, resting my ass on my heels and placing my hands on the top of my head in a servile posture. You chuckle and stroke the side of my face and then tap my nose. "Smile, beautiful. When you wrinkle your nose, your pretty little face isn't so pretty anymore." I grin cheekily at you and you laugh. Pleased, I give you a genuine smile. You hold out a bite of food to me on your fork and I open my mouth and let you feed me. You alternate between feeding me and yourself, chasing each bite with a kiss. After an interminable time, we are finished and you nod, allowing me to rise and clear the table, taking the dishes to the kitchen. I load the dishes into the dishwasher and dry my hands off, then put the food into the fridge. Your hands close around my waist and you pull me into you. I turn in your arms and tip my head back and kiss you. You grin and pull me closer, devouring my mouth with your own. I squirm in your arms and turn my head. "No... Not right now.." I shake my head. "You don't have a choice, babe. When you dress like that... well, consequences arise." I bury my head in your shoulder, hiding a grin. "Dani. Do you understand?" I'm silent for a moment. "Yes, master." You smile and kiss my temple, then move to my ear and begin to bite it. I nip at your collarbone and you move lower, laving my throat with your tongue. You push me up against the fridge, kissing me roughly. You raise your hand to my corset laces and tug. The laces come undone and the stiff cloth slips off my body. You gaze into my eyes before leaning forward and kissing my breast. You begin to caress my other breast, rubbing my dusky nipple. You take it between your forefinger and thumb and pinch gently, smiling at my gasp. You dip your head and suckle my nipple into your mouth, flicking it with your tongue. I moan and squirm against you as you continue. I attempt to get away but you pin me down, chuckling all the while. "Oh, Max! Please!" You move your hand down and cup me through my skirt, then slip your hand in. "Damn, you're wet." I bite my lip as you slip a finger inside me and bite down on my breast. I moan loudly and thrust my hips against your hand. You drop to your knees in front of me and pull my skirt down in one fluid motion, then look up at me with a predatory grin. "No panties, baby?" I shake my head, suddenly shy. "Mmm, very naughty. I guess Santa hasn't brought you any presents this year." You lean forward and nip at my inner thighs, then lick me. I squirm against you and wriggle my hips as you lick and kiss my soaking pussy. You begin to nip softly, then get harder as you go faster. I am breathing heavily and periodically flinching. I groan as I get close and I push your head closer to my pussy, softly tugging your hair. You growl ferally and the sound sends vibations into me, up my spine, and into my fingers. I moan loudly and begin to pant as I get close. You lick and bite faster, faster, until I am there. You push me and I go spiralling off the cliff of pleasure into my orgasm, moaning your name all the way. I begin to slump to the floor as stars explode in front of my eyes and dance in my head. You catch me and wait for me to snap out of my post orgasmic haze. As soon as my eyes are unglazed, you scoop me up and set me on the counter so that I am facing you. "What- What are you doing, Max?" I click my still shoed and stockinged feet together as I ask. You grin, placing your hands on my thighs and spreading my legs. "What do you think?" My eyes fly open and I gasp softly as you lower your jeans. I slowly begin to smile. "Say it." "Please fuck me, master." You smile as you kiss my temple. You grab my hips and pull me closer. I wrap my legs around you as you line your cock up with my entrance. You slide into my pussy in one stroke, then begin to fuck me with short, shallow strokes. I moan and grip your shoulders, pulling you into me. Our mouths crash into each other and we pull each other closer as you get faster until we are impossibly entwined, impossible to seperate. Then, our moment of passion quickly arises and... You stop and pull out. I squeak and shake my head. "No, no, no! Please!" You chuckle and shake your head. "Nope. Sorry babe... get dressed." I stare at you, open mouthed. "What? No..." You turn and look at me pointedly. "Excuse me? Did I just hear something?" I blush and shake my head, then slip off the counter and walk to the fridge to grab my clothes. I bend over to pick them up and you smack my ass. I blink and start, but don't straighten as you are now cupping my ass. You rub me, then slap me again. "C'mon babe. Dressed." I nod and begin to walk to the bedroom. "Where are you going, babe? You've gotten dressed in front of me countless times." I turn, confused. "I'm getting different cothes." You laugh. "Like hell you're not. You are wearing those clothes, Dani." I bite my lip, then slip on my skirt and corset and lace it up. I dart into the bedroom and grab my black lace fingerless gloves off the dresser. I pull them on as I join you. You pull me close ad kiss me softly, then open the front door.