Summary: Arthur and Gwen start their Christmas with a bang, until children barge in.
Warnings: Sex and almost sex. :)
Word Count: 1380
Author's Notes: Thanks go to my beta, schweet_heart and to the mods for organizing this exchange. Happy Holidays!!
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Arthur woke to the light of dawn through the drapes. He groaned internally and rolled to his left. Snuggling up to Gwen, he slid his arm over her waist and drew her closer. Sometimes, even after all these years, he was surprised to feel Gwen in his bed. She didn’t wake, but muttered something in her sleep and rolled to her back. He gazed at her peaceful face, grateful that she was here, in his arms. He didn’t know what he’d do without her by his side.
As if alerted to his gazing, Gwen woke a few minutes later. “Mmm,” she said as she rolled to her right side, the better to enjoy Arthur’s arms around her. “Good morning.”
“Happy Christmas,” he told her with a small kiss.
“Happy Christmas, my love,” she replied, with a kiss of her own.
Soon the kiss deepened, and when they broke for air, Arthur said, “Do you think we have time?”
“Time for what?” she teased, running her hand down his arm to his backside.
“Oh, I think you know what.” He responded by reaching his hand down and sliding it up her thigh.
“Always a good way to ring in the holiday.” She slid both hands to his head and brought his lips down to hers.
She licked at his lips, and he opened them to her. She then swiped her tongue into his mouth and was rewarded with a groan. She continued this treatment for a few moments until he rolled her onto her back and positioned himself over her. “You’re not going to get away with that,” he said, diving back down to her lips.
Soon he trailed his lips down her neck and back up to her pulse point, where he sucked hard. Already panting lightly, she bucked underneath him, heightening his desire. He kissed his way back up to her mouth and gently parted her lips with his, gaining access to her mouth. While plundering there, he slid down both straps of her nightgown to reveal her shoulders. He kissed down the other side of her neck, down her shoulder, onto the upper part of her chest.
Gwen didn’t want to be idle, so she raised her legs to bracket his hips and rolled them over until Arthur was on his back. He chuckled until her nightgown slid down to her waist and she ground down onto his hardness. Then he moaned while she continued moving over him. He reached up to capture her breasts in his hands, lightly squeezing them until she moaned, thoroughly enjoying the sensation. Soon she batted his hands away to pull his sleep shirt up and over his head.
Enjoying the toned chest she saw, she leaned down to claim Arthur’s lips again. While there, Arthur reached his hands up to her backside, gently squeezing the flesh there. She moaned and he used that opportunity to dive back into her mouth, seeking to give her the highest pleasure possible.
Soon she broke away and began rocking her center back and forth over his hardness. He groaned again, smacking her backside lightly before moving his hands back to her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples. She moaned, then leaned down to his chest, where she gently nibbled one of his nipples and flicked the other with her fingers. He bucked up into her and grabbed onto her backside to hold her in place. Soon she switched her mouth and hand to the other nipple, and he groaned before again rolling her to her back.
Arthur had just reached down to tug off his bottoms when he heard the door to the other room open. He had just enough time to drop down and throw the covers over them both when the door flung open and their children, Andrew and Abby, raced into their room, yelling, “Mummy! Daddy! Let’s go see what Father Christmas brought us!” They jumped up onto their parents’ bed, Gwen narrowly escaped being exposed. She hurriedly pulled her nightgown back up and over her shoulders.
Arthur and Gwen sat up and embraced their exuberant children, exchanging looks of relief. That had been their closest call yet.
Abby pointed to Arthur’s bare chest and said, “Daddy, why aren’t you wearing a shirt?”
“It’s because I got hot in the night,” he replied, winking at Gwen.
Gwen grinned back at him, saying, “Let’s let Daddy put a shirt on, then go out to see your presents, okay?”
“Yay!” Andrew and Abby chorused, clapping.
Gwen got out of bed while Arthur dug around in the sheets and blanket until he recovered his shirt. He put it on and said, “Ta da!”
The children clapped again while Gwen put in her robe. Each parent took the hand of a child and led them out into their living room. Andrew and Abby dropped their parents’ hands and ran for the tree. Gwen turned on the tree lights and Arthur turned their MP3 player to soft Christmas music.
The children sat down in front of the tree, the parents on the sofa. Abby, the youngest, grabbed a present, saw it was for her mother, and handed it to Gwen. This went on until everyone had a present to open. Then Abby opened hers, followed by Andrew, Gwen, and Arthur. Oldest to youngest. It was how they spaced out present opening so the fun would last longer.
Around and around they went, until all the presents were opened. Then the children played with their new toys while Arthur and Gwen made breakfast: waffles with strawberries and whipped cream, and sausages. Arthur made hot cocoa for everyone, and they sat down to breakfast, stuffing themselves until they could eat no more.
The little family enjoyed their Christmas gifts until late morning, when everyone started yawning. “I think we should have family nap,” Gwen said, breaking up the fun. Andrew and Abby reluctantly agreed, saying they’d been up so early they could use a little rest.
Everyone got up and headed for their respective bedrooms, closing the doors behind them. Once inside their bedroom, Arthur locked their door. Gwen looked up at him, but he said, “I’d like to continue what we started this morning, wouldn’t you?”
Gwen grinned then launched herself at Arthur, her lips seeking his. Wasting no time, Arthur’s hands went to her backside, pulling her closer. She came willingly, and once again licked her way into his mouth. They swirled their tongues together for a moment, Gwen sighing in pleasure.
While still standing, Arthur untied Gwen’s robe and pushed it off her shoulders. It pooled at her feet. He enjoyed the view for a moment before sliding the straps of her nightgown off and pushing that to the floor too. Gwen pulled off his shirt again and ran her hands across the planes of his chest, making him shudder. The she ran her hands down to the waistband of his pants and gave them a tug downward. They both stood there in their underwear, gazing at each other.
Gwen could wait no longer and tackled Arthur to the bed. She sat directly on top of his hardness, grinding down on him again. He shuddered beneath her and put his hands again to her breasts, stroking them and lightly pinching her nipples. She dipped down for a filthy kiss, then stretched out her legs and took off her panties.
Arthur joined in by taking off his briefs, and soon they were flesh to flesh, reveling in the sensations of their bodies together. He rolled them over, until she was under him, as perfect a beauty as he’d ever seen. “Now?” he asked.
“Now!” she replied, pulling his head down to hers. After the kiss, he propped himself up so he could slide into her. They moved together, pushing and pulling, stroking and caressing until their pleasure reached its peak, and they cried out together, coming slowly down from their high.
Arthur rolled off of her and gathered her into his arms. Gwen yawned then laughed. They laughed together for a moment before Arthur said, “Shall we?”
They closed their eyes and drifted into a sated sleep. And while they slept, a soft snow began falling outside, bringing a stillness to the world outside and inside.