rocking around the christmas tree

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She was preparing cookies in the kitchen.
She always loved baking.
It was all going sweet until her boyfriend, Michael, came into the dining room.

He was an angel, but somehow he liked modern culture of Christmas.

He was wearing reindeer antlers and a suit, of course without the tuxedo, with suspenders.
She noticed he had red leather pants when he sat backwards on a chair.

His eyes were fixed on her.
It reminded her of the first time he saw her naked.

A memory, which she would never forget, made her cheeks turn bright red.
“I have no idea what your intentions are with me, but you better think about it before you do it.”
The brunette's face grew hot,
“What are you talking about?”
she squeaked
“You know exactly what I'm talking about,”
the angel said as his face contorted with such lust he wasn't supposed to experience.

She turned away from him and continued putting ingredients for the cookie dough in the mixture.
He chuckled, moving to stand behind her,
“Don't be shy, love.”
he whispered.

Her whole body went rigid, but then, she realized she wanted more attention than that.
She sighed, her cheeks becoming even darker.
“Do you want some, sweetheart?”
she asked softly while turning around to look at him.
She didn't really have a problem with giving him what he desired.
“Cookies or you?"
Michael whispered,looking at her with eyes colder than the snow outside.
She forgot how good he was at flirting.
But that was nothing compared to his dirty talk, though.

“Both!”
she shouted excitedly
he smirked and leaned down towards her ear.
“How bout both?
She whispered seductively
he kissed her neck and she felt goosebumps all over her skin.
She closed her eyes, feeling him lick her angel's kiss.
It wasn't clear to her why it was still there since an angel's kiss disappears over the age of 2 on humans, but now that she found out he was her soulmate she realized.

His touch on her was magic and her entire body reacted.
She moaned quietly.
"Oh, my angel…”
She breathed, his hands touching her hips.
“You like that, don't you?”
He said, clearly knowing what he did to her.

“Mm…"
was all that she could say, not trusting herself to answer something else.
He smiled before continuing.
“I'm willing to show you how much pleasure we can give each other just by kissing.”

He purred, before leaning towards her ear again.
“And not only that, but by making love as well~”
she moaned louder this time, and Michael laughed.

“You're so cute, human.”
he said as his mouth found hers.
She opened her arms inviting him inside,
He took the invitation and entered into her embrace.
His lips began to roam along her skin.
As much as she enjoyed making sweet memories with him, she wanted something more.

She needed more.
“Let me see you naked, Angel.”
She said, in between kisses.
“I'll take you up on that offer.
After we finish our desserts.”
He murmured as one hand was caressing her stomach while another was slowly moving down.

He made one rub to in between her thighs and stopped.
“I'll be waiting for you in the room.”

He winked before leaving.
Belle bit her lip and shook her head.
Why did he always have to leave her wanting more?

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