12 Days of Christmas {Valan}

Day 11.

Vic's POV

I closed my eyes tighter as Alan poked my cheek softly. I was not looking forward to today whatsoever. Alan knew I hated Christmas but he had decided that he was going to make me love Christmas today and I didn't want to do it.

"Are you excited?" Alan whispered.

"No," I said, keeping my eyes closed.

"You better be excited. This is gonna be great!"

"I hate Christmas," I told him.

"I know, but I love you and you have to love it too."

"Why do I have to love it? Christmas is stupid."

"It's not stupid," He said running his fingers over the top of my boxers.

"What are you doing?" I asked warily.

"Nothing, why?"  Alan's hand dipped into my boxers and I opened a single eye to glare at him.

"Really?"

"I'm just here."

"With your hand wrapped around my dick?" I asked.

"Yeah," He said his hand not moving.

"Okay," I said and closed my eyes. "I'm going back to sleep."

"No," He whined moving his hand slowly.

"Alan," I whined. "I'm t-tired."

His thumb ran over my tip slowly, "But we have to do Christmas stuff today."

"Can't we just sleep?" I asked, letting out a gasp.

"We have been for hours," He said pressing kisses on my neck before he got on top of me. He pulled my boxers down a little before he stripped his pants off, "Want me to ride you before we go do all the things I have planned?" 

"I would love that," I said, looking at my beautiful husband.

He smiled at me before he leaned over and grabbed the lube and put some on me. He took my hands in his before he lowered himself on me. I let out a low moan as he took all of me in him and leaned down and kissed me.

"I love you," I told him.

"I love you, too," He breathed moving up and down on top of me, "But I'd l-love you more if you loved Christmas."

"It's just dumb," I said, not understanding why it was such a big deal that I didn't like Christmas. I just thought the entire holiday was overrated.

"Because it's fun," He moaned slamming himself down on me. "Fuck!"

"It's dumb," I groaned, putting my hands on his hips

"It's not!"

"It is," I told him.

"Nope," He said and got off me.

"I wasn't done!" I whined, pulling him back.

"Me either," He told me, "What are you gonna do about it?"

I got on top of Alan. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."

"Then do it."

I gave my husband a wicked smile and pushed into him roughly. Alan's back arched as he pulled me down into a deep kiss. Alan slipped a hand between us and stroked himself quickly as I fucked him harder into the bed. He was so hot and I loved seeing him like this. Eventually we both let go and Alan let out a happy sigh beneath me.

"Now to go do Christmas stuff," he said pushing me off him.

I let out a groan. "No!"

"Yes!"