𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 :: 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯

Twenty-five

(smut)

DECEMBER 25, 1966

CHRISTMAS DAY. It was never a sit down on the floor and unwrap presents in front of your parents type of Christmas for Felicity, more of a lonely Christmas for her. She had not touched a cigarette since the day of her birthday but she had never craved it more than ever. Felicity was forbidden from smoking after the accident and she managed, except for when she fell into her deep depression.

That lonely Christmas was nothing more than a tradition to her but it sucked that she had to spend it with one less family member- Billy. It wasn't like they ever spent one together but the house made Felicity feel even more lonelier with Rosemary having a busy holiday shift. Felicity was also left without any presents like every year.

She spent her time in her bedroom, reading the hours away.

An unexpected knock hits her door but it was gentle, she knew Dallas would've just barged right in so it led her to know that it wasn't him. Felicity gets up from her bed with her crutches below her underarms. They drag her to the front door to find Aubrey and Dean with a wrapped box.

"Merry Christmas, sweetie!" Aubrey smiled.

"Oh you guys, you didn't have to get me anything." Felicity said while staring at the box.

"We just wanted an excuse to see you," Dean chuckled, "especially after everything."

"Well thank you."

Aubrey handed her the box, excited and impatient for her to open it.

"We're about to be late for our reservations, it'd be great if you could join us." Dean offered.

"Oh I couldn't, mom's working and I'm stuck house sitting." Felicity explained.

"Alright then, see you at work kiddo." Dean waves away.

"Bye honey, feel better!" Aubrey shouts at her while walking to the car.

Felicity holds her hand up for a few seconds before closing the door when seeing their car leave her driveway. She takes a seat on the couch to open the box, it was sealed off with a blue ribbon that must've been tied by Aubrey herself, she loves making things look neat with additional accessories.

When she opened the box, it was another necklace but she knew what kind of necklace it was- Aubrey's frequently worn silver. Felicity's jaw dropped when she held the cold material, she felt bad that she had something of Aubrey's, something that Aubrey loved.

She was startled by the sudden sound of someone entering her house, she also felt stupid for not locking the door. It was none other than Dallas Winston breaking and entering the house.

Felicity's racing heart began to calm down.

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart." He grinned.

"Merry Christmas, babe." Felicity returned.

They share a quick kiss on the lips when Dallas notices the silver piece of jewelry in her hand. He gently puts his hand on it, observing it with Felicity.

"This is one fine dime, who gave this to you?"

"Aubrey, I don't know why though." Felicity sighed. "This was her favorite necklace."

"Felicity, you know what that means." Dallas spoke.

Felicity held herself from letting out any tears, "I know."

Dallas took the necklace from her, wrapping it around her neck and attaching the clasp together. Felicity picked up the blue diamond that was engraved in the necklace, she used her thumb to rub it over.

"It looks really good on you." He complimented.

Felicity wiped the last of her tears and smiled when looking at the necklace. She promised to herself and Aubrey that she'd wear it everyday from now on until the day she died.

Dallas joins her on the couch but never took his eyes off of the necklace that rested against her chest.

"Eyes up here." She joked.

"Oh shut up." Dallas rolled his eyes.

He brought her in for a kiss that soon turned into them making out on her couch. Felicity's back fell against the flat cushions while Dallas toppled over her, his Christopher necklace dangling in between them. During their passionate exchange, Felicity played with the cold chain of his, pulling it and him down closer to her.

Felicity broke the kiss, "Anywhere but the couch my mom sits on."

Dallas carries her to her bedroom, there he shuts the door behind him. He carefully places her on her bedroom and got in between her legs.

The same way she got him down, she tugged on his chain while resting her back on top of her mattress. He gets up to remove his leather jacket, then the white muscle shirt he wore under it. Felicity uses that time to remove her t-shirt- revealing her bare breasts in front of Dallas.

"It's like you were ready for me all along." He smirked.

"I've always been."

Her hands brought his face to hers. They were skin to skin with each other, Dallas' hand helped itself to massaging her breasts. He hears the small moans and whimpers she escape from her mouth that was sealed onto his.

Dallas moved down to her pants, sliding past the waistband and into her, careful with her leg. It was a swift move of his that caused Felicity to get louder.

That was what always turned him on about her- she could get louder and hotter. Her lips were no longer on his but they were free, no more of the muffled sounds she made, they were noises that went through her thin walls. His fingers came out of her before she could finish.

"Oh fuck you." Felicity said, breathlessly.

He chuckled while undoing his pants, "There's more to come, doll."

Dallas slid a condom onto himself after taking off his pants. They share another sloppy kiss until he was inside of her once again, it didn't hurt like it did the first time but only a little for Felicity.

"Am I hurting you?" He asked in her ear.

"No, yes, no, please keep going." She begged with full desperation.

He was thrusting in and out of her- slowly. Kisses were smothered all over her neck, Felicity nibbled at the skin of his shoulders while trying to drown her moans but it was impossible with Dallas.

"I love you, oh I love you so fucking much!" She screamed.

"What?" Dallas panted.

"Oh fuck, ugh!" Felicity hits her high as she hit rock bottom for the most embarrassing moment of her life.

"Repeat it."

"I said I love you!" Felicity's back arched in her response.

The back of her head sinks into her mattress and Dallas slows down until he stops. He rolls over to her side, head turned to face her eyes that avoided his.

"You heard what I said, now stop." Felicity grumbled.

"If I didn't like the words that came out of your mouth, do you think I'd still be in here?" He scoffed.

"What are you saying?" Felicity sat up.

"I'm saying I love you too." He confessed. "It's been killing me that I haven't said that, ever. I'm sorry I haven't said it at all but I love you, Felicity, I've always had."

"You got a soft spot for me?" She sarcastically pouted, poking his chest.

Dallas rolled his eyes at her comment, "Don't take advantage of it, you never know when it can end."

He was silenced by a kiss from Felicity.

"I love you more than ever."

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