You glance over your shoulder as you try to, as quietly as you can, wrap the wrapping paper around your hips.
You held it to your skin, pulling off a piece of tape from the back of your hand and sticking it on to hold the paper. You slowly let go, applying two more pieces for safe measure.
You glanced down, smirking at the part that's wrapped around your boobs. You walk over, plucking your Santa hat from the back of the chair and you can hear Sam's alarm going off.
You quickly move back to slowly move down and lay in front of the fireplace.
The main reason you wanted to take them away for the holiday, was so you can have them all to yourself for a day or two.
You stared over at the closed door, biting your lip as you hear muffled shuffling coming from behind it, "Colby. Yo, Colby!" Sam yells quietly, "Where's y/n?"
You hear more shuffling and your heart starts to race faster as the door opens, Sam and Colby coming to a stop when they see you. A smirk spreads across Colby's lips, "Found her."
You raise your arm, "Merry Christmas!"
"I honestly think this is the best gift I've ever gotten." Sam walks over, his eyes dragging up and down your barely covered body, "Fuck, baby."
Your eyes scan up his shirtless torso before looking over at Colby, "Are you guys ready to unwrap your presents?"
"I'm ready to unwrap one." Colby smirks, "I know that for a fact." He drops down to his knees, Sam following and you sit up. Your brows shooting upward, "Look at you guys, eager and ready to see what's under the paper, huh?"
Sam smirks, tilting his head, "I don't think I'll ever not be excited to see what's under there." He bites his lip, looking over at Colby, and Colby nods, reaching out to gently grip the paper, "You just tell us when, baby."
You look down at his hand, gently tapping it away before dragging your hand up his torso and chest, glancing over at Sam as you do the same thing.
You listen to their breathing shutter before you smirk, moving over towards Sam to press your lips to his. As you're making out with him, you slide your hand down to Colby's growing bulge and palm him.
He tilts his head back, groaning lowly, "Fuck."
Your hand drags down Sam's chest, pressing to his and he moans into your mouth, "Please don't tease, baby."
