Hamm

Christmas

I'd been torn about what to do for Christmas; my dad was with Ally's family and although I'd been invited, I didn't really fancy it. Jon had been home a few weeks before for a family reunion and was planning a quiet one. The plan of staying at home had been suggested by Jon, with the comment "we can just stay in and fuck in every room to celebrate".

We'd headed to a friends party Christmas Eve. Going out, now that we'd kinda opened up about our relationship, was much better. Jon was very tactile, a little protective, it made me feel all warm and wanted. His arm around my waist, sitting me on his knee, or his smile and wink from across the room. After the hospital post, press had settled to just being happy for us, I posted pictures of us together every now and then, and apart from the usual photogs at events we'd not been bothered.

"How's LA treating you?" The husband of our host asked

"All good thanks. I finally feel settled in" I smiled. I was trying to be extra nice in a room full of Jon's friends.

"And Hamm's being good?" He raised an eye brow

"How do you mean?"

"Just, he seems well at the moment but he's not been in a relationship in a while, not started one in like 20 years - he's out of practice" he chuckled.

"He's doing just fine" I winked, we spotted Jon heading out way.

"Good, it's nice to see him genuinely happy again"

"Who's happy again?" Jon asked as he swooped in, his hand in the small of my back as he stood at my side and joined the conversation.

"You two" the guy stated.

"It's gross right?" Jon nuzzled into my neck in an over the top manner.

We headed back at a sensible hour. Jon was feeling frisky and kept saying he couldn't manage too long with his hands in respectable places. The second we were through the front gate Jon hoisted me over his shoulder and playfully slapped my ass. "You're not getting up here quick enough" he huffed as he jogged up the drive carrying me.

"You didn't really give me a chance" I squealed. Once in the front door he put me down again, I slid me down his front and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Can I be honest?" I asked staring into those ocean blue eyes.

"Of course" he smiled.

"I wasn't totally sure about a quiet Christmas, it's not what I usually do, you know" he cocked his head a little worried. "But right now I couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather be. Anyone I'd rather be with" I kissed him and felt his worries melt away.

"Me either Darlin', well, I could maybe think of one place I'd rather be" he lifted me up by my ass, and wrapped my legs around him as he walked us to the bed room.

I woke first Christmas morning. I was always one to get up ridiculously early and Christmas morning was my ultimate early start. I left Jon in bed and sorted out some nibbles for breakfast in bed. I snuck about and even managed a quick shower before Jon even stared stirring. We'd decided to not get each other much in the way of gifts, but with the whole staying at home thing, I'd gotten a little carried away with some things we could enjoy, just the two of us. I got dressed in the kinky underwater set I'd bought. There was a little black lace bra, a garter belt holding up stockings, and the flimsiest lace panties. It wasn't very comfy but I wasn't planning on keeping it on long. I wrapped myself in my dressing gown and headed in to wake up Jon.

"Merry Christmas!" I sang in his ear. He was sprawled on his front hugging a pillow close.

"Mornin'" he smiled and opened one eye. "You're perky" he rolled onto his back and sat up a bit - spotting the breakfast ok the side. "How long have you been up?"

"Too long" I bounced on the bed as I sat crossed legged beside him. "It's Christmas!!" I was over the top excited.

"It is" he smiled back. "Are we doing presents now? Or later" he asked.

"I don't mind" I lied. I kinda wanted him to open his as soon as possible. "How about we do one now?"

"What makes you think you have more than one?" He teased as he poured a coffee from the pot I'd put on the breakfast tray and nibbled at the pastry.

"Ok, well you can open one of yours" I got up and stood at the end of the bed.

He dusted crumbs from his hands and sat up excitedly. He eyes wide a goofy grin on his face. "Sounds good Darlin' What cha got me?"

I stood in front of him "well, you just have a bow to unwrap" I pointed to the bow on my robe tie, and I watched the penny drop and his grin turn devilish. He moved slowly, and pulled at the long tie as the bow undid. He licked his lips as he carefully opened my gown and slipped it over my shoulders. He let out a slow controlled breath as his eyes slowly took everything in.

"Fuuuuuuck" he practically whispered.

"Good gift?" I asked breaking the relative silence.

"Perfect fucking gift" he smiled as he tucked a finger into the garter belt and pulled me forward "you're prefect". His fingers gently skimmed across my outfit. My skin prickled under his touch, I looked down at his intense stare, his eyes wide, his boxers bulging. "Can we get these off, but keep this rest on?" He cocked his head as he slipped his hands into my panties and squeezed my ass pulling me closer. He kissed across my ribs, his stubble scratching in the perfect way.

"We can" I smiled and stepped back, pulling my underwear to the floor, I kept my legs straight trying to put on a little show, it must have worked as I heard Jon's breath hitch.

"Come here Darlin'" he growled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back to the bed.