Kitten.

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(These have absolutely nothing to do with the story line they are like imagines but with Mashton and Oliver, just a little something to lighten the mood and to give me an update on an unattended update night, they will be shorter than usual, and to give some light into the current events aka Christmas.. Or whatever you celebrate.. Me its Christmas.. Most of all please.. ENJOY!)

ASHTON.

I woke up next to Michael on Christmas day, with Oliver in the middle. He stayed up later than usual to try and catch Santa putting gifts under the tree, he didn't make it past nine.

I check the time on my phone and see it is ten in the morning. I wake Michael up after unwrapping Ollie's arms from my waist. "Babe, get him so we can do presents." I whisper as I walk out the door. He slowly sits up and rubs his eyes.

Michael and I have been together for a year and six months, and I've loved every one of those months. I had a question to ask him for the last couple months and I just couldn't figure out the right time to ask him.

"Ashton, you better have made a pot of coffee it's to early for this." Michael said coming in holding Oliver. He set him on the couch. I handed Michael the cup of coffee and grabbed his hand and pulled him into the living room kissing his cheek.

"Daddy! It's Christmas!" Oliver screamed at his father and I smiled. Grabbing the gifts I bought and gave it to them. Oliver wasted no time in tearing the gingerbread lined paper back off the new toy, which was a train, because of his new found fasinaction with them. Michael watched as his face lit up at the yellow, blue, and green train.

I gave michael his, the red and green stripped paper wrapped a small, Tiffany's blue box, and in that box there is a ring. I was going to ask him to marry me. I watched as he pulled back the paper and see his expression when he saw the blue box.

"The last year an a half, Michael everything has gone the way I wanted it to. I have the best boyfriend and little munchkin, but I want more than a boyfriend. I want you as my husband.. So Michael Gordon Clifford will you marry me?" I got down on one knee and opened the box and watched as he started to tear up a little bit, and his smile never faulting.

I watched as he was speechless, and nodded his head. I smiled and the ring on his finger and kissed him. Of coarse Oliver was in the background going 'Ew' but I didn't find it that way, I found it the best day of my life.

The rest of the day was spent opening gifts and stuffing our faces with food, and watching Christmas movies and cuddling. Oliver played with the toys he got and I kissed my fiancé, over an over an over again.

By the end of the night I was left with a very tired Ollie and a very hyper Michael. I put Oliver to bed and then went to Michael's room. Michael was on the bed in boxers and a T-shirt. I climbed on the bed with him after shutting the door. "Why you so smiley?" I asked him and he kissed.

It was rough and gental, running my tongue along his bottom lip, trying to deepen the kiss he let my in our tongues roaming each others mouths.

I pulled on the soft fabric of his shirt, as he rolled on top of me, straddling my waist. I pulled back and told him I loved him, and he returned it. Pressing my lips to his I flip us so I'm on top, and take his shirt off.

I kissed down his neck and across his chest, slowly grinding myself down on him, felling him slowly getting hard. He let's a moan slip out of his mouth and I smile knowing I can make him moan.

"Daddy? I can't sleep." Oliver's little voice came breaking the heated moment between Michael and I. I pulled back and laid down on the bed next to Michael and sighed.

I was kinda hoping to get some to night but I guess not. I love Ollie but he has the worst timing in the history of worst timing. "Okay, come here." I looked at the future Irwin like he was crazy, but lifts the little boy up and sets him on the bed anyway. "He'll be out in a few minutes then I'll take him to his room and we can finish." he whispered.

And once Oliver was out, nothing happened, Michael put him in his room. When he came back there was a heavy, heated make out session, but that is all. Everytime I tried to go further he would slap my hand away and tell me Ollie could come back in.

I just sighed and kissed him. That's all and its okay with me, for now, but later after we are married it better not be this way, I better get some every now and then. I'm going crazy with out the release.

Well, Merry fucking Christmas to me!

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I tried with smut...
Okay, so I don't know what to call these little parts but do remember that they have nothing to do with the actual story line, just something to give me an update on a non update night. So comment what these should be called...
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Kisses,
T.C.

12/24/14
Non update.