Riley burrowed under the quilt and held it up for Alex, admiring the cut of his abs as he climbed onto the bed.
They cuddled close, so much warm skin that Riley didn’t know where to touch first. He settled for cupping Alex’s jaw with one hand and his cock with the other. Seemed a good place to start.
Alex groaned as Riley’s fingers circled his length. “Been thinking about this all night.” He slid a hand round Riley, matching his rhythm.
Riley’s breath stuttered. “Me too.” He leaned in for a kiss, loving the way Alex opened for him, warm and inviting. The slight scrape of stubble tickled his lips; sensations coursing through his body threatened to overwhelm him. This was all he’d wanted for such a long time, and he couldn’t quite believe he got to have it.
“Hey.” Alex pulled back to meet his gaze. “Less thinking, more doing.”
Riley laughed and manhandled him until Alex was on top. He spread his legs wide to accommodate him, and Alex propped himself up on his elbows.
“Ready for your pressie?” Alex rolled his hips.
Riley grabbed his arse and pushed up to meet him. “Mm-hmm. Want yours at the same time?”
Alex grinned. “Fuck yes.”
Cool air forgotten, they shoved the quilt down and manoeuvred themselves into positon on their sides. They didn’t need to be quiet; no one would hear them down there with the door shut. Riley moaned aloud as Alex wasted no time in sucking him. He closed his eyes for a second, the wet heat of Alex’s mouth distracting him until the slap on his arse spurred him into action. Alex’s cock was thick and hard in his hand, the skin silky-smooth against his palm as he leaned closer to mouth at the head.
Alex hummed as Riley took him deep, and Riley felt the vibration everywhere. Christ, if Alex kept doing that, it’d be over far too soon. Focusing on what he was doing, Riley used his tongue to make Alex crazy and knew from the way Alex gripped at his thighs that it was working. He took as much as he could without choking, using the barest hint of teeth as he worked his way up again, the taste of Alex a heady addition to the tension building inside him.
Theclickof a lid snapping shut got Riley’s attention, seconds before Alex’s slick finger pressed into him. He pulled off with a hissed “fuck” as Alex added another and slowly slid them in and out.
Alex glanced up and winked, licking the head of Riley’s cock as he drew back. “Told you I wanted to suck your cock and play with your arse until you came.” Without waiting for Riley to say anything, he took him in his mouth again, not stopping until Riley’s cock hit the back of his throat.
The dual sensations made it impossible for Riley to focus on anything other than Alex’s lips and tongue and fingers. Riley still had a hand around him, and he tried his best to keep stroking hard and fast, just how Alex liked it, but what Alex was doing simply felt too good. The sounds he made and the curl of his fingers—just in the right spot—made Riley cry out and spill down his throat, with no time for any sort of warning. He clung to Alex’s thigh with his free hand as his orgasm rushed through him.
He’d barely come down, and Alex was up kneeling next to him. Alex pushed Riley’s hand away and took over, jacking himself until, with a moan, he bit his lip and came all over Riley’s chest and neck.
The room was quiet except for their laboured breathing. If Riley listened hard enough, he could catch the faint sounds of the television still on upstairs, now playing a Christmas hymn. He smiled and reached for Alex’s hand, not caring that it was sticky with come and lube.
“Come here.” He tugged Alex down until he lay flat beside him. “What time do you think it is?”
“Hang on a sec….” Alex reached over and snagged his jeans from the floor. He pulled his phone out of the pocket and showed it to Riley.
A glance at the clock told him they had thirteen minutes until it was officially Christmas Day.
Alex said, “I want to give you your other present tonight.”
Riley glanced down at himself—a sweaty, come-covered mess. “I want to give you yours too, but let me clean up a bit first, yeah?”
Alex looked at his chest and smirked. “I like you as you are.”
“Uh-huh. Well, tough, because I’m not going to sleep like this.” Riley hauled Alex in for a quick kiss before standing up and heading to the door, where he stopped.
Alex propped himself up on one elbow and grinned at him. “Are you going out like that?”
“Good point.” The downstairs loo was only next door, but did he really want to risk bumping into Charlie on the off-chance? He grabbed the towel he’d had that morning, used it to wipe the mess off his chest, and then tossed it to Alex.
After wiping his hands, Alex shrugged. “That’ll do for now.” He leaned over to get his rucksack, arse in the air.
Riley smiled at the sight, happy at how unselfconscious Alex was with him. He sat back up with a small wrapped parcel in his hand and raised an eyebrow at Riley. “Get yours, then.”
Riley got his present from under the tree and joined Alex in bed.
“You first.” Alex made grabby hands at the gift in Riley’s lap and Riley handed it over.
As Alex tore at the paper, Riley said, “Don’t get too excited.” He’d thought about giving something else, something more meaningful, but since the lodge, they’d not really talked about moving in again, and he’d chickened out. “You’re always forgetting yours, so I just thought….” He blushed, wishing now that he’d bought something better, even though they’d said no presents.
