The Best time of Year

It shouldn’t have taken this much convincing to get his lover to a romantic ski resort but…apparently it had. It was snow! And five star luxury! And freaking Christmas decorations everywhere! Spas and good food and skiing and other stuff people did at resorts that was fun! He couldn’t believe he had to convince Tristian to go with him, but he finally had. Or maybe it was the fact Michelle would be here too…huh…he didn’t think of that. But it didn’t matter, they were here now and he was as giddy as a kid in toyland. Khalid was centuries old sure, but stuff like this never bored him. He loved going to new places and having fun like a kid drunk on eggnog. Especially everything that had happened, they needed this. To just be dorks in snow.

When he walked into the lobby, the smell of cinnamon and pine hit him and he breathed it in. He didn’t really celebrate Christmas, he did for the gifts but that was it, but he had always enjoyed the smell of Christmas trees. He had lived in the desert for so long, one came to appreciate things like this. The lobby had a bunch of Christmas decorations and lights and he looked at everything before turning to grin at Tristian “See? Pretty” He said the word slowly like he was talking to a grumpy dog “It’s going to be great. Will make snow angels. And drink hot cocoa. And eat cookies. And ski. And make s’mores and all that other cliché Christmas feel good stuff”

He sighed at her reaction and gave her a look “Well, look at you. The hottest Scrooge I’ve ever seen” He muttered. He stepped towards her and grabbed her chin, giving her a kiss…before glaring “You will have fun, little witch. So buck up and smile and have some Christmas spirit or I will shove candy cane up your ass” He said before going over to the front desk to check in. At least she smiled at the three, there was hope yet for this Grinch. “Oh really? Twelfth? Huh, so is mine” He then went to one of the ladies at check-in and checked themselves in…both of them at the same time. He then turned and showed her the key cards “Oh LOOK! We have the same room! Well, that…that’s just madness” He was grinning like a fool.

“Actually, the professor won’t be sharing any time with France because I told France to fuck off. I also made a deal with one of the nurse’s to make some of that potion you had made before. So I will be sleeping and waking up just fine on our little vacation” His body would hate him afterwards thought. He had tried taking a similar potion before for several weeks and it had made him sick as a dog, but he’d fight through it to have time with her without the professor bugging them.

He laughed hard at her retort, shaking his head with a large smirk on his lips and amusement in his eyes. What a pistol…he loved that about her. She wasn’t all meek and embarrassed like Misha, she had as dirty of a mind as he did and he appreciated it. Made everyday life far more interesting “You know, you can’t knock it till you tried it. Especially my candy cane. I have the best candy cane” He winked, though he had never met a woman who ever would want to try that and even though he and Tristian tried a lot of things…so wouldn’t be holding his breath on that one.

He nodded “Yup. A suite, with built in kitchen, fireplace, Jacuzzi tub and a balcony overlooking the ski slope so we can watch people make fools of themselves and crash into trees” His grin though fell some when she had to over think everything and he sighed, shaking his head. He cupped her face and stared her down “No. Thinking. No thinking is allowed on this vacation. Don’t think. None. Don’t even think about not thinking” Who gave a damn about the professor? Who gave a damn about what would happen when he took too much of the potion? Who cared! What he cared about was right now. Having fun in the snow with his sexy little witch. That’s all that freaking mattered. “So shush, let’s go up and see our room”

Khalid usually wasn’t one to have extravagant things. Give him a little box room with a clean bed and a decent bathroom and he was set. He never needed opulence, it was clear of that just looking at his regular ole’ apartment. Devika and Amon liked all that but not him, he wasn’t fancy, he saw no point. He had plenty of money he just…well...never spent it was all. But when it came to a special vacation, especially when you were with the woman you cherished and after saving the world, one deserved some ultra-fancy shit. He followed her to their room and then grinned when she reacted to seeing the contents inside. All the rooms looked different; he had had Misha help him pick one out. If it had been left to him…well…he would have picked the most basic room. Misha had yelled at him.

“Yup, all our room” It was nice, he’d admit that. Very nice indeed. And all the space? Well, he was sure they’d use all the space. Oh yes. He laughed at her enthusiasm and nodded “I do. I see it. I do” He had been in fancy before places before, he had once lived in a palace, so he was a bit immune to it all but he was glad to see she was so in awe with everything. He followed her to the bathroom and leaned against the door frame, grinning “I’m glad you like it. I thought you would”

She was enjoying the room, but he wanted to enjoy using the room…naked. And of course, doing all there was to do here outside the room too…sure. The room was nice and he expected much sex, lots of sex. A whole bunch of sex. But he also wanted to go out and do everything there was too do, like ski and snowboard and make snowmen and throw snowballs at people from behind trees and maybe go hunt a bear! He didn’t know, but he wanted to make sure they had fun. He watched her walk all around and explore and was glad to see the Scrooge in her had seemed to vanish or else he would have had to beat her. He walked out as she went to balcony and put his arms around her “Well, I’m glad you love it” Misha had picked well…he owed her.

“Since it’s already getting late, you want to order some room service. We can start a fire and sit out here” Sure it’d be cold but with a warm blanket and a fire and warm clothes, he was sure they’d be fine. He smirked playfully “Or we can skip all of that and just get into bed. That too” He chuckled and playfully grabbed her butt to tease her.

If any, and he meant any, demon or other worldly creature showed up and ruined this…he’d move them underground forever. Seriously. After punching the shit out of the monster of course. When she said she wanted steak he made a funny face and turned his head to look at her. Uh…steak? Didn’t girls like, fluffy romantic food? Like caviar or something? “Steak?” He questioned as if he didn’t hear her right, blinking at her before laughing and shaking his head “Uh, ok…steak it is” He looked back out at the snow but smirked when she preluded a promise of sexy time…and a surprise “Oooohhh, an early present from Santa” He wiggled his eye bows “I’ll be very good. The top of Santa’s list”

He kissed her neck then let her go “I’ll call room service and order. You should unpack your things and dress comfy” He then walked back inside and grabbed the phone, calling room service and ordering Tristian’s steak, along with a…few, other things as well to make it worthwhile. After he was done he got up and went back out to the balcony, throwing a couple blankets in the loveseat and turning on the fire to warm things up. “Room service should be here in like a hour” He called to her.

As he stoked the fire, he figured Tristian would come out in some fuzzy pajamas with her hair up in a messy bun and slippers. He didn’t forget she had a surprise, but he was just assuming she’d hold out on that surprise until it drove him insane and he demanded to know what it was. He was used to sexy lingerie, the type that left nothing to the imagination and took one pull of a string and it was off. He was a pig…could he really be blamed? When he heard her come over and speak his eyes were still on the fire “Yeah, I also got-“ He looked to her and stopped dead, his face just going…blank to see her in that…that…that very pretty thing she was wearing that he had never seen her wear before.

He looked like a goldfish. He was just staring at her with popped out eyes and his jaw slacked open. He didn’t say anything but his expression said enough. It said ‘holy shit oh my god wow’ is what his face said, that much was clear. He finally realized his mouth was going cold and dry from being open and he shut it, shifting where he sat “That’s…that a very….it looks very” He was speechless and he smiled “You look very…damn” He sat up straight and keep staring at her. Why did she have to put that on before the room service got here? Now he just wanted to ravish her right here and now, and without taking that pretty white thing off “You look beautiful”

She looked like a sexy, sexy angel that he wanted to pillage. Was that bad? Michelle would probably think that was bad, but he thought it was very, very, very good. She had to be cold in that thing, though, right? Not that he cared. She looked gorgeous and as long as she didn’t get frost bite, it was all good. He’d keep her warm. Speaking of sparkly Unicorns, apparently this lovely assemble was courtesy of the little princess. Well, he would have to thank Misha tenfold later for this. Seriously that woman knew everything. What gifts he should buy, what room to get, what nightgown for Tristian to wear…he was getting extra laid on this vacation because of a nun. Wow. Weird.

His eyes stayed glued to her as she went and sat down, as if he had forgotten he had a body and could move. Speaking of bodies…his was starting to get a little excited. If he got any more excited, he was pretty sure he’d freak out the room service person when they came to the door. But apparently that couldn’t be helped, because she patted the seat and spoke in Italian that drove her absolutely insane in the best of ways. He left the fire and sat beside her “That I can certainly do” He murmured, his hand trailing up the nightgown over her thigh as he gazed at her face “Would it be in poor taste to have the room service man come in while I’m plundering you?” He said with a sly smile.

He slipped his arms around her and pulled her close against him, his hands trailing along the silky fabric to touch the body it held underneath. His hands went up her thigh, over her stomach and sides to her chest. Thanks to France and demons and his brother and, freaking who knew what else maybe even evil teletubbies at this point, the lack of sex had been killing him. How he had even held out this long was a miracle. Before Tristian, sex had been more of a burden. A pesky hormonal sensation that after a couple of years it would drive him insane, so he’d find the first decently pretty girl to alive himself with and then move on without intimacy for another couple of years. But now that he was with her, he wanted it every single second of ever day and he was painfully reminded of that ache having her in her silky little nightgown and leaning against him. Painfully reminded.

He made a face “Mmmm, yes, that is true. Very true” He agreed with a chuckle. Her naked was for his eyes only, no one else got to enjoy what he got to enjoy “But then again, I plan to plunder you with this on” He gave a playful tug at the gown. He wanted to do more to her right then but he was afraid if he did…he would stop for nothing, not even delicious food. So he just let his hands keep wandering over her body, enjoying the feel of her. He began kissed her neck as well, sliding his lips over her skin. "God you are so incredibly delectable..."

He was doing pretty well with control when she wasn’t facing him, he could touch her and enjoy her but still feel like he was being a good dog. Still slobbery, but sitting put and just allowing himself to enjoy her and the moment. That all went out the window when she turned to straddle him and the good dog turned into very horny dog in the middle of spring who had taken Viagra. His hands gripped her sides, pushing her hips more against him, the pressure of her near his groin doing wonders but also torture. He growled into the kiss, a hungry animal sound and it was taking every single tiny bit of strength to not just hike up her nightgown and enter her right then and there. He nipped at her lips as she tugged his hair…God did he love that she did that. Drove him wild, but then again everything she did drove him wild but her pulling his hair…one of his top five.

He lowered his mouth to kiss the skin that came exposed at her shoulder, his hands roaming down her back to cup her butt and squeeze. He had thought all this time just raw skin under his hands was perfect but he had to admit, feeling this silky fabric over her skin was almost as good. His breathing deepened as her hands trailed down to undo his pants and just when he thought they were going to begin….it ended. He groaned in agony when he heard room service at the door, his head falling back and he sighed heavily. No, no, no, no, no! Whhhhyyyyy! When she started to get up he raised his head and tried to grab at her, but it was no use. Food apparently now came first. Stupid food! He took a few moments to try and collect himself and his ragged breathing before getting up and hobbled like a man with a broken spirit to answer the door “Yeah, yeah, yeah, come in…” He mumbled to the room service man and his stupid trolley of food.

He gave the room service man a dirty look as he entered the room and glanced to Tristian “Eyes off” He warned the man as he set the food in the middle of the room, reaching into his back pocket to take out his wallet and roughly gave the man a fifty dollar tip “Come back near this room tonight , and I’ll murder you, Make sure all others who work here get the message, ok?” He told him with a fake smile and patted the man on the back before watching him leave. He stuck his tongue out as the door closed, grumpy that his time with Tristian had been interrupted. He had been so close, damn it! Now he felt like a puppy pinned up. He didn’t want to feel like a pinned up puppy, he wanted to feel like a drooling satisfied dog!

He turned back to Tristian with a smirk, only for it to falter to see her so interested in the food. Ok…well he wasn’t going to get laid for a while longer. Wonderful. He sighed and looked at everything to make sure it was all there “Your steak, fries, pasta, garlic bread, mashed potatoes, steamed vegetables and chocolate cake…oh, and strawberries” He lifted some of the hoods off the food to let the aromas spill out. He may be complaining now but, he was as big as a food whore as she was.

He laughed, knowing she would love all the food…though he was still grumpy they had been interrupted and now she would probably gorge herself on food and fall asleep and he’d be left alone, just him and chocolate and his lonely horniness. He grinned at her question and pretended to ponder it then shrugged and nodded “Sure, why not” He looked among all the items on the food trolley then picked up a straw, took the wrapping off of it then took her hand and tied the wrapping around her wedding finger into a bow “There! Married”s He proclaimed proudly, motioning grandly at the straw ring like he had just given her a million dollar diamond “Now will never have sex again and sit around all day eating mashed potatoes and watching Spanish soap operas while you bicker that the TV is too loud and I bicker that the TV is too low”

He let her make her plate first, just hoping there would be food left for him, then made his plate and went over to the fireplace as well. He sat down across from her but close, glancing to the fireplace as he set his plate down infront of him on the floor. “You could roast a huge marshmallow in that” He commented before looking to her and smiled “The food any good?” It better be, they were at a fancy resort and it was damned expensive food. If it wasn’t good, the cooking staff would be having nightmares about evil zombie vegetables chasing and eating them alive.

He grinned like a wolf, wiggling his eyebrows for a few moments “Oohh, well, I love marriage already” He grumbled in a sexy, playful manner and kissed her cheek quick before she shoveled food in her mouth “That’s good, because I would probably cry in a corner with a blanket and my thumb in my mouth if you ever stopped having sex with me” Of course not that bad…well…no, no, probably that bad actually. Their epic, crazy, pretty much angry sex was something he hoped they continued for a very long time. Thinking about that he smirked “How do you think the unicorn and sparkly fae do it?” He had to ask…it was going to come up someday anyway “I see birds singing in the background and flowers falling from the sky and being all obnoxiously perfect and slow motion like in stupid romance movies”

He switched between watching her and the fire, eating and drinking his wine at a pace to match Tristian’s because he wanted them to be done at the same time so maybe he can sneak in some sexy sexy time before she went into a food coma. He flicked his eyes towards her as he put his plate down then stopped, staring as she bit into the strawberry. Oh…lord. He smirked, watching the juice glisten on her lips and then leaned forward and bit into the strawberry, making a growly sound like a bear as he did and acted like he was biting into a big beef shank or something. He then chewed and swallowed before quickly capturing her lips with his, kissing her deeply.