beatles oneshots

merry christmas - gh (1)

this is just part 1 lol
year: 1964
summary: george and his girlfriend natalia host christmas eve, and she teases him all night long.
rating: explicit (for this chapter i'd say just mature)

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The guests would arrive any moment now, and I was hoping that George could get out of the shower soon. I didn't need to have his mop top wet and messy for everyone to see.

I was nervous; this was the first Christmas that George and I were together, so I was hoping that the family we had coming would treat us well. I was just about finished getting myself ready, sitting at the mirror, putting finished touches on my makeup, and putting my jewelry on. I thought I looked great, maybe one day the newspapers would admit that I'm fit for George Harrison, even if he was one of the most famous musicians in the world.

I walked to my full mirror in the corner of my room. I was finally finished getting ready, wearing a red dress with a sheer top piece, and a solid camisole and skirt that tried to scandalously hug my curves, but was still appropriate to wear in front of family. Underneath it I was braless, which I hoped wasn't too obvious, I just didn't want to have straps showing awkwardly. My shoes were a shiny red sensible heel, not too flashy or over the top, and my hair was done in an updo. As I admired the way my red lipstick complimented my pale skin and the way it matched my dress and shoes, I heard George's voice.

"Bloody gorgeous, you look," he smiled, walking over to behind where I was. He was still in just his white dress shirt in slacks, hair still damp, tie lazily around his neck. He looked hot, but obviously we had no time.

"Thanks, but you've got to get finished dressing, Georgie. Can't have the guests coming with a half-dressed Beatle upstairs," I joked, looking at him through the mirror. He wrapped his arms around my waist, his head dipping to my neck, smelling me and kissing the sensitive skin there.

"How can I when you look this gorgeous? It's only in a few hours that we'll be back in here anyway. I don't want to wait for that," he said, his voice low right in my ear. George was always so good at seducing me, but I was not about to have an embarrassment happen when we had company over. Being late to John's birthday dinner was already embarrassment enough.

Snapping out of it, I turned around to do up his tie. The whole time he moved his hands all over my body, just touching me. When I finished, I smoothed out his shirt with my hands on his chest, and he made a frustrated noise.

"Nat, why do you do this to me? Are you sure we don't have a few minutes?" He begged. I could see that he was getting hard already, and I giggled.

"Trust me, I'd love if we could go at it now, but your parents will be here any minute, don't want to keep them waiting at the door because you're railing me, right?" I then got closer to his ear, and he wrapped his arms around me. "Please just wait, Georgie, you won't regret it," I whispered seductively, my lips grazing his ear as I spoke. I lightly licked his ear and neck before a strangled sound left his throat.

"If I can wait until later, you'll be punished."

"You will wait, just wait and see, daddy," I moaned the last part out, walking away, grabbing his suit jacket as he adjusted his erection to be less visible in his pants.

"God, what you do to me," he mumbled. I smiled, walking out to the front door, where guests were surely waiting.

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The most boring part of the night, which was the greetings, the taking people's coats to the guest room, and the waiting to a respectable time to start drinking, had passed. I was sipping on a spiked eggnog, and I was talking to George's mother Louise and my sister-in-law. I watched George walk by, and as he did, he was speaking with my brother, smiling and cracking jokes.