AN: this chapter is kinda saucy, and tbh it doesn't really add much to the plot. I just wanted to give a nice Christmas chapter, so i'm sorry if this is lame?? But there's smut so it makes up for it! I promise I will keep the plot moving, but i've been so busy so lately. Anyway, don't forget to comment/vote if y'all want. I appreciate you
It was snowing when Auden awoke on Christmas morning. She was in Cillian's soft, warm bed, under his gray duvet when her eyes cracked open to see white fluff falling slowly across the window.
She quickly realized that Cillian was not in bed with her, but the smell of breakfast wafted across her nose, indicating that he was still in the house. Her stomach rumbled in response to the sweet smell. Auden smiled to herself, giddy from the holiday spirit, as she threw the covers off of her.
She hastily followed her nose to the kitchen, where she saw Cillian flipping a fluffy pancake onto a plate. His back was turned to her but he was shirtless, which made Auden a little more hungry for something else. She watched his back muscles move for a moment, before slipping behind him and wrapping her arms around his waist. His skin felt warm against her cheek as she pressed into him.
"Merry Christmas," Auden murmured as she placed her chin on his shoulder.
"Happy Christmas," he smiled, spooning batter onto the skillet. "Are ya hungry?"
"Hmm," Auden wondered as her hand slipped towards his waistline, "Maybe a little."
Cillian clicked his tongue, "It doesn't seem like you're hungry for pancakes," he replied playfully, turning off the stove and placing the spatula on the counter.
Auden giggled and she placed a kiss against the side of his neck as her hand slipped into his pants, causing Cillian to inhale sharply.
"Auden..." Cillian's voice trailed off as she began working him. His eyes closed slightly as his breathing became more labored. Auden felt a grin form across her face just as Cillian gripped the counter, his body tipping slightly forward from her touch.
"Do you want me?" Auden whispered in his ear, though she knew the answer. She could feel it in her grip around him.
Cillian turned around abruptly to face her causing her hands to fall from his pants. His cheeks were flushed and his blue eyes blazed with excitement as he bent down to pick her up by her thighs.
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