For profiterole; Merry Christmas! That goes for everyone!

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Ryan was the first to admit that he probably wasn’t the most imaginative of people. His idea of a date was very traditional; showing up with a gift, and treating to the other to a candlelit romantic dinner. His boyfriend, Thomas, had no problem with this; he enjoyed the attention, how wonderful it felt and the way it made him feel loved, valued.

But neither considered Ryan to be especially wild when it came to their relationship, but since they loved each other, it didn’t matter.

Both found themselves surprised though, when on Christmas Eve, Thomas came home from work to his present.

“Ryan?” the red head called, not finding his boyfriend in the lounge or kitchen. He put his jacket in the cupboard, and looked upstairs, calling ‘Ryan’ again. There was still no answer. Shrugging he made his way to the bedroom they shared, wanting to get out of his work clothes.

As he stepped into the simply decorated bedroom, his mouth dropped open. Lying on the bed was his beautiful boyfriend, naked, with nothing but a red ribbon tied around his wrist.

Ryan opened his eyes slightly, a smirk on his lips. Thomas was speechless.

The silence stretched and Ryan began to worry, that perhaps he was just being stupid and should have just stuck to something normal as a present (well, only something normal, he had bought Thomas quite a few presents, wanting to spoil him rotten because he deserved it).

Ryan shifted uncomfortably. The movement caught Thomas’ attention and a grin lightened his features. He stalked forwards to the bed kneeling on it, looking down at his boyfriend.

Their eyes met, and their lips joined in a kiss, which they instinctively deepened. Thomas’ hand stroked down his boyfriend’s side, and rather than being ticklish Ryan moaned softly. The sound made the red head smile, and the kiss deepened even further.

His hand moved along to Ryan’s nipple, gently brushing it, before squeezing it lightly. As the brunette moaned once more, Thomas moved his lips down his neck, and his chest until he came across Ryan’s other nipple, sucking on it, feeling warmth spread throughout his body.

Ryan brought his hands up and placed one in Thomas’ hair, loving the feel of the soft locks, the other hand on his shoulder. They rested for a moment before he gently pushed, a silent message that he wanted more. This time it was Thomas smirking, as he heeded the unspoken message.

Placing gentle kisses’ along Ryan’s abdomen he reached his boyfriend’s erection, pausing for a moment before taking it in his mouth. Ryan couldn’t stifle the gasp, as pleasurable warmth engulfed him. Thomas ran his tongue along the length of Ryan’s cock, wrapping his hand around what wouldn’t fit in his mouth. The licking and sucking complimented the strokes, and the brunette moaned which made Thomas happy. Ryan was the most important person in his life.

Before Ryan had a chance to come, Thomas pulled away, resulting in a whimper. He smiled and placed a kiss on his lips. “I love you,” he said as his hand moved from his dick to his ass, one lubricated finger caressing before being gently pushing into the hole.

The whimper became somewhat laced with pain, and Thomas murmured his apologies over and over whilst working his finger in and out. “It’s oka-aaah,” Ryan moaned.

Tenderly another finger was added, and the two scissored, stretching Ryan, preparing him for the oncoming intrusion. “Are you ready?”

“For you? Always. Love you!”

The words were an invitation, and Thomas entered his boyfriend. At first the slow thrusts were painful, then maddening. Ryan started pushing his hips back, urging the pace to quicken. Since Thomas couldn’t deny his beloved anything he soon obliged.

The then frantic pace, was enough to make both come, almost in unison.

Sharing a kiss, Thomas wrapped his arms around Ryan. “Merry Christmas!”

“You too. Did you like your present?” he asked, shyly.

“Of course.” A gentle, lazy smile. “The best ever.”