Falling For Him.

Epilogue:

The snow fell down harsh this winter, the flakes looking like small diamonds as they clambered against the window, drifting on to the window frame. I yawned and tugged at the neck of my sweater, the itchy fabric devilishly abusing my tender skin.

The fire burned prominently behind me, the soothing crackling sounds like little fire crackers. I sipped my eggnog and smiled warmly to myself. My favorite time of year had finally arrived and I felt the excitement wash through me.

"Christmas." I whispered smiling. The radio in the kitchen playing the classics, Ross cooking the dinner while Tim made sure the house looked perfect. I turned as the door slammed open, smiling as Max, my man stumbled in.

"Did somebody order the worlds perfect tree?" Max announced proudly. We all gathered around the tree, helping Max drag it to the living room. Tim closed the door and Ross went back to cooking, leaving me and Max below the tree. "Hey, R/N?' Max says. I look at him and smiled, his beard thicker than when we first met, coated in small snowflakes. He wore a dark green winter hat and a red and black checkered coat.

"Yeah?" I reply.

"I found us some mistletoe." Max smiled, pulling it out and acting like a child. He blushed and eyed me carefully, looking down before looking at me again.

"Well you know I'm a stickler for them rules." I uttered, drifting off as Max and I began kissing, his right hand holding up the mistletoe. His tongue was rough against mine, controlling my movements. I moaned gently, placing my hands on his chest, pushing him back slightly.

Breaking the kiss, we slowly looked upon each other. I placed my hand on Max's face, his skin cold to the touch. He smiled and took in the warmth, placing his gloved hand over mine.

"That jumper looks cute on you." He says, his eyes closing as he feels my hand's warmth.

"Its so damn itchy. I can't believe my mum knitted this." I complain, pulling my hand away abruptly and tugging at the neck again.

"I can't believe you wore it." Tim chimmed in.

"Thank you, Tim!" Max turns, slightly annoyed. Tim chuckled and got back to decorating. I sighed and stroked Max's cheek. "You're warm." Max moans.

"You still cold?" I ask.

"A bit... Yeah..." Max admits. I shoot him a cheeky glance and place my hands on his shoulders.

"Well," I begin, rocking us ever so slightly. "let's," I pause again, my hands finding the zip to his coat, wrenching it down quickly. "fix," another pause, I find my hands moving lower, gripping his jeans and rubbing around his crotch. "that." I whisper, giving him one last squeeze before turning and walking towards the stairs, giving him one quick wink before disappearing upstairs.

Minutes later I was in bed, laying naked under the covers. Max appeared soon afterwards, looking confused yet excited. He stepped in upon seeing me and closed the door, locking it.

"Strip for me." I say, smiling darkly.

"You wanna see my body in the nice candlelight?" Max smiles, dropping his coat and jeans together. He stepped out of them, his legs dusted in small orange hairs as he removed his socks. Slowly he undid his shirt, one button at a time.

"You're so gorgeous." I say, biting at the air towards him. "Come make me squeal, Maxie." I gesture him towards me. He lunges at me, his orange chest hair glowing in the light as he leapt atop me, smashing his lips to mine. I moaned softly, his tongue diving into my throat, his whole body grinding against me.

He was rock hard, his cock pushing against my thigh as we moaned into each other. I felt my dick rise as he began kissing my neck, his hands stroking my hair moving down to my ribs before coming back up.

"Maxie." I whispered in his ear! Max grunted and ripped off his boxers, climbing under the duvet. I felt his hard member leak precum on me, his red oubes scratching me. "Max, I wanna warm you up." I say, pushing him off of me and onto his back. Max groaned as I grasped his wet dick, jerking it slowly while looking at him.

I licked down his neck, to his nipples, slurping on them one at a time before moving lower. Max moaned, his hands moving to the back of my head. His crotch had a strong, manly aroma, the scent bursting in to my nostrils as I suckled on the head of his cock.

"F- fuck! R/N!" He grunted, his breathing rigid and loud. I felt him push me down, his length pushing back my throat, his salty precum dripping from my lips. "R/N!"

I pulled off of his cock, looking at Max as I wiped my lips. He was red, hot from passion. I crawled up to him, kissing him deeply. Our tongues entwined once more, his mouth hot.

"Turn over, Maxie." I smiled.

"What?" Max said, confused.

"I wanna warm up my daddy." I explained, turning Max onto his stomach. Max did little fighting, landing on his stomach quickly. I climbed on top of him, grinding against him fast, Max moaning as my own precum leaked onto him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, thrusting faster before pulling myself back.

I kissed down his back, little fiery hairs stabbing my tongue. I licked down lower, my hands moving to his buttcheeks, clenching them hard. Max moaned as my tongue darted into his hole, my tongue pushing in hard, lapping up all the sweat surrounding it. I felt the warm burst explode into my face as I removed my tongue, flipping Max over again.

Eagerly, Max pulled me onto him, our cocks rubbing together, the friction making us precum some more. We moan into each others faces, grunting. I sit up on Max, moving his dick towards my hole, pushing it in fast.

Pushing me down, Max moaned, his hands gripping my hips, his head smacking back onto the pillow. I groaned as he pushed into me, his pubes itching my asscrack slightly.

"Fuck! Maxie! Maxie! I'm gonna cum!" I moan, grinding on top of Max. I clenched my hole hard, feeling him inside me, his warm precum darting into me. Max found my cock and began to jerk it, softly at first then quickly.

"R/N let's cum together!" Max moans. I nodded, our breathing vigorous and distant, exchanging a moan at a time. My cock exploded suddenly, the warm cum unloading onto Max's hand and stomach, shooting up to his chest

"Maxie! Yes, Maxie! Fuck me daddy Max!" I screamed, the bed shaking loudly. Max followed, gripping me hard, his eyes clenching shut, his teeth bared as he unloaded into me, his hot, sticky seed exploding in me, coating my insides as the snow coated the windowsill.

"R/N! Fuck yes! Oh fuck! I'm filling you up!" Max moaned, small thrust after small thrust, his cum warming me up. As we recovered I leaned forward, laying on top of Max, his cock still in ass.

"Maxie..." I moaned, hugging him hard

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too." I replied. Pulling his cock out of me, I collapsed beside him, smuggling up to him.

"Hey R/N?" Max says, sleep quickly taking over us.

"Mhmm?" I utter.

"I'm not cold anymore..." Max whispers, pulling me closer. I chuckled and hit his chest lightly, kissing his cheek. Max giggled and pulled me tighter, our cocks smacking together, wet and soft. Max sighed happily and kissed my forehead.

"Merry Christmas, R/N."

"Merry Christmas, Maxie."

(Author- Hey guys, I was reading the comments and I realised you all wanted a sequel so here's this while other things are in the works. Hope you all enjoyed :)