Tethered (Book Two of The Invisible String Series)

Merry Christmas, Darling

Y/N POV

Half asleep, I'm vaguely aware of the bed shifting just slightly before the added weight of someone else's body is suddenly on top of mine, the jostle forcing the air out of my lungs. Lizzie lets out a giggle at the grunt I make, peppering my face with soft kisses that make me smile in my semi-conscious state.

"Merry Christmas, baby."

Humming, I crack an eye open to see Lizzie's own dazzling emerald eyes staring down at me, excitement and warmth dancing through the varying shades of her green irises. "It's Christmas Eve, Liz."

Lizzie pouts, poking me in the ribs and causing me to squirm under her weight. She's made herself comfortable on my hips, a leg on either side of me and I'm successfully trapped underneath her. "Yes, but we're doing our gifts and stuff today. So it's technically Christmas."

I settle my hands on her thighs, my thumbs rubbing absentminded shapes on the exposed skin just below the sleep shorts she's wearing. "I know, I was just messing with you. Merry Christmas, darling."

The brunette's cheeks redden at the name, and I take the opportunity to shift her weight on my hips, rolling us over so that her back is now resting against the mattress, earning a squeal from my girlfriend. I let out a light laugh, connecting our lips as I settle my weight against her, somewhat amused when her hips rock against the knee that I have between her legs. Deciding to be a little naughty (it is Christmas after all) I press my knee up against her clothed center, smirking when she lets out a gasp against my lips.

Breaking away from the kiss, I hurry off the bed and smile at the frown that appears on Lizzie's face, her green eyes popping open to glare at me. "Where the hell do you think you're going?"

I gesture to the open bathroom door, finding the older woman's obvious flustered state extremely amusing. It's always so fun to tease her. "Just to the bathroom."

Before the brunette can respond, I shuffle into the bathroom, closing the door behind me as I hear Lizzie let out a loud groan, followed closely by the sound of her voice, slightly muffled by the barrier of the bathroom door. "You're so mean!"

Once I finish my morning routine, I head down the stairs, following the sounds coming from the kitchen. I'm pleasantly met by the sight of Lizzie at the counter, mixing something in a bowl. Judging by the ingredients spread around her, it looks like I'm getting Christmas pancakes. Hell to the yeah!

The brunette silently glares at me as I pass by her to grab the already full cup of coffee she made me, and I simply raise an eyebrow as I lean against the counter beside the stove, taking a sip of my drink as I muster up my best innocent face. "Yes, my love?"

If it was even possible, Lizzie's glare steels a little further as she pours the first batch of mix into the awaiting pan. "You don't deserve your presents."

Snorting, I take another big gulp of my coffee before placing it down and reaching out towards my girlfriend, turning her towards me. I duck my head down, pressing my lips to hers in a slow and soft kiss that has her humming contently after I pull away, her obvious annoyance now gone. "I'm sorry for teasing you. I promise to make up for it later."

Lizzie bites down on her bottom lip, her green eyes glancing over me and looking a little mischievous. "Have you ever used a strapon?"

I practically choke on my own spit at the brunette's words, tapping my chest a few times to clear my lungs as my girlfriend just watches me with a smile. Once I've successfully managed to save myself from choking I clear my throat, picking up my mug of coffee back up as I feel my cheeks heat up. "You can't ask me things like that so early in the morning, Liz. My poor little gay heart can't handle it."