Christmas, my favourite time of the year. My cast was finally off and I was back to my normal mobility. Christmas at my mom isn't traditional at all, we wake up at midday and open presents; then my mom orders us a Christmas lunch from somewhere close to us. There were no frills at my mom's mainly because the days leading up to Christmas were the busiest for her and she always forgets. Also, there is no point making a big fuss when you could be called by a client at any point- lawyers are needed 365 days according to my mom. It's rare my mom actually gets called in on Christmas but it can happen.
This year happened to be one of those rare years and it was after dark when her phone rang. We had almost made it a full day together- this would have been our second since I started back at school the other being thanksgiving. Jules and Taylor both were occupied with their families, in fact Taylor's partners had come up to meet her parents. Fin mentioned something about being with his family most of the day but he did want to see me at some point.
I figured I would text him and see what his was up to. Turns out his family celebration finished early and he too was sitting around bored. He told me to come round to his, so I grabbed his present and went. It felt nice just to walk without crutches, my cast only came off a few days ago so I was slowly get used to walking without them again. When I got to his I let myself and follow the Christmas music to the living room. Walking through to the living room I notice fairy lights have been strung up and there's a little tree in the corner.
"Merry Christmas pigtails." Fin wishes approaching me.
"Merry Christmas to you Finny boy." I say back hugging him.
"I have Christmas lunch leftovers and Christmas films for us, where should we start?"
"The films and elf better be included."
"of course it is, it's one of the best Christmas films to exist."
We cuddle up on the couch and Fin lets the film play on. The two of us stay like this until our stomachs rumble. Fin goes and plates up some leftovers for us. "I got you a present." I mention while taking forkfuls of food.
"Food then presents, because I got you one too." He states. Both of us must have been hungry because that food did not last long. When I finish eating, I go get his present from my bag. Back in the living room Fin is picking up the plates and putting them in the kitchen. Walking back through I notice a little bag under the small tree- present under the tree, it's definitely Christmas now. Fin walks in with a cute little smile on his face and sits down next to me on the couch.
After sitting down, he passes me the little bag and I pass his present over. I open mine as he opens his. Fin went cute for my present, a necklace simple yet detailed. I went a similar way and got him a personalised soccer jersey. Seems like we both went sentimental this year, I'm sure the more Christmases we spend together the last sentimental the presents will get.
"it's a locket, open it." He says and I click open the locket. Inside is my favourite picture of us, he took it a few weeks ago when we were having one of our usual Fridays together. It's us two in ridiculous sunglasses lying in his bed surrounded by food wrappers- it summed up our relationship perfectly. I laughed when I first saw the picture, he could have chosen one where we both look remotely normal but nope, he chose that. Turning around I pass him the necklace so he can put it on me, it lays right above my heart and there's something a bit too romantic about that.
"It's beautiful thank you." I thank turning back around and hugging him.
"I can't believe you remembered my favourite soccer club."
"You have made me watch enough matches that it was hard not to." I joke.
"You are never getting your hands on this, because I will never get it back." He laughs putting it on.
"Look at us and our first Christmas together, so romantic aren't we."
"So romantic." He agrees.
"Hold up I have one last present for you." I excuse getting up off the couch.
"You didn't have to one was enough."
"You won't be saying that when I show it you." I say walking into the bathroom and changing out of my sweats.
Walking back into the living room I watch his jaw drop, "fuck, I got so lucky."
"Mhm yes you did." I say climbing onto his lap and wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "a month without having you properly has been too hard."
"I plan on making up for that month right now." He says flipping me over onto the couch and kissing me. "Bed or couch?"
"How about both." I tease.
"No shower that is for sure, no more broken bones for you."
"Less talking more kissing." I rush out grabbing his collar and bringing him closer.
Fin kisses me back and lets his hands roam up and down my body. Both of his hands land on my hips and start rubbing them up and down. My hands however end up tangled up in his hair and tugging at it- which is seems Fin is very much loving. Our lips disconnect but his lips connect with my neck, no doubt leaving hickeys as he went. He kisses all the way down to the waistband of my skirt before he pulls it off, his teeth graze my core through my minuscule panties. The panties don't stay for long as he nips the waistband with his teeth and pulls them down to my ankles. Instinctively my legs spread allowing his head to nestle between them. I feel his tongue first, licking my core up and down. When his fingers join his tongue, I can barely contain my moans and it was getting harder to keep my legs open. His tongue and fingers work their magic and it's no surprise that after a month of the bare minimum I orgasm quickly.
Fin does try to move us to the bedroom but I stop him and instead sit on the couch. Whispering my turn into his ears, I get on my knees and start working on getting his pants off. Once they are off, I start rubbing his thighs before getting to the real matter at hand. Pulling down his underwear in one hand I grasp his cock in the other and start rubbing it up and down. After a few pulls I slowly let it enter my mouth, fins hands have found their way into my hair which is up in pigtails. He has one hand fisted in each pigtail and is moving my head up and down using them. My tongue swirls his tip a few times and what I can't fir in my mouth is being massaged by my hand. Fin grunts have become more frequent so I know he's close and it won't take much to get him over the edge. My free hand starts to message his balls and I can feel him pulsate in my mouth, it only took a few more seconds for him to cum in my mouth.
"Now we can take it to the bedroom." I state getting up. We both walk back into his bedroom and fall on to his bed.
"Prepare for a night you won't forget." He whispers in my ear taking my remaining clothes off. "You should dress up for me more often, sexy Santa gets a 10 from me." He comments.
"I will remember that for your birthday, now show me what I've been missing."
He definitely showed me what I was missing and it was very much worth the wait. I hope never have to go without him for that long ever again. Somehow, we managed three rounds before either of us felt even the slightest bit tired. We went that long it was almost the morning when I snuck back into my house. My mom would have freaked if I weren't there when she came home or even woke up the next day. That was possibly one of my favourite Christmases.
