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"Merry F*cking Christmas"

A/N: This has been edited and is an actual chapter now, so please reread if you just saw the A/N from before. ❤️

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.Carl.

I lay in bed with a shit eating grin on my face. It wasn't even 8:00 in the morning on Christmas Eve, and this was already the best Christmas I'd ever had. I was going to be a dad...of a son. And I was having him with my fucking dream girl.

Speaking of whom, I felt her stir next to me. She had been sleeping on her side with her back to me, because I had been spooning her. It was our favorite sleeping position these days, because she was too uncomfortable on her back, and it was no longer possible to be on her stomach. She rolled over onto her back and looked at me. A grin formed across her lips.

"Good morning, gorgeous," I smiled at her as I leaned down to kiss her.

"Hi," she mumbled sleepily, stretching her arms up over her head as she rolled on her side to face me.

"It's still kind of early," I said, my lips curling up into a grin. "Want to play?"

She bit her lip and wiggled her eyebrows as she nodded.

We closed the gap between us and began to make out. She wove her free hand into my hair and I used mine to grab her butt and hoist her leg over my hip. The angle gave us more friction, and she moaned into my mouth as we rubbed against each other. It drove me crazy, and based on her erratic breathing, it had the same effect on Layla.

When it became too much for her, she sat up and began to push me onto my back so she could climb on top of me. She slipped off her underwear and pulled my boxers down. She sat down on top of me, and both of us gasped.

I reached up and grabbed her breasts as she began to ride me. Jesus, was she a sight to behold. She rested her hands on my chest and smirked down at me before her eyes fluttered shut and she moaned softly.

I grabbed onto her hips and matched her movements, and she gasped at the increased intensity. She didn't like being on top, because she said I was better at it. I begged to differ; it felt awesome and watching her doing her thing was fucking amazing. Lucky for me, it was one of the few positions that worked for her these days.

I reached one hand to rub between her legs, and she cried out at the added sensation, almost instantly coming undone around me. She looked and felt so good, I followed soon after.

She rolled off of me and lay next to me, her chest heaving. "Merry Christmas," she grinned.

I smirked and kissed her forehead. "Merry fucking Christmas."

.....

.Layla.

A little while later, we were on our way over to the Gallaghers' house to hang out with everyone, the dogs and gifts in tow. We were going to spend the night there, which would be interesting. Although, we'd never had sex at Carl's house...

I snapped out of it when I heard his door shut, and he came around to help me out before he grabbed the dogs.

"Are we working with a twin bed up there?" I asked as he followed me up the steps.

He laughed. "Yeah. Might have to just sleep on top of each other."

I raised an eyebrow at him over my shoulder. "What about your brothers?"

"We can be quiet," he smirked. "I'll cover your mouth."

I felt instantly hot despite the frigid temperature outside.