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This is a punishment as much as it is an orgasm. Every part of me is used and sore, my skin sensitive to even the gentlest of touch.

And he’s not gentle. He makes me pay for forcing him to come and his retribution is swift.

I come against my will, my sore muscles clamping down on nothing except the feeling of his tongue and teeth on my flesh. Spasms rack through my body and my legs shake violently.

“That…was insane…and cruel,” I tell him between irregular breaths.

He stands up and crawls over my body until he’s above my face.

“I say when we’re done, not you.” He says, claiming my lips in a wet kiss. “Can you taste yourself on my tongue?”

I blush rather than answer that I can, and he lets himself drop on top of me. His weight is crushing and comforting all at once as his lips find the side of my face and whisper against my ear, “I can’t believe I get to call you mine.”

Butterflies erupt by the thousands in my stomach at his words and I hook an arm around his neck to keep him against me.

We lay there silently for a couple minutes, simply holding each other before he lifts his head and looks at me.

“Come on,” he says, “I promised you lots of mulled wine.”

He rolls off of me and stands, turning back to help me up. We clean up and I change into a pair of pants so he doesn’t get any ideas on the way there.

When we make our way downstairs, we find Rogue and Bellamy still getting ready. He’s on his knees in front of her, tying her shoes, and they don’t have their coats on yet.

“Were you guys waiting for us long?” I ask Bellamy with a frown.

She flushes and trips over her words in response. “Oh. Um, no. We got– we were sidetracked by something upstairs. Rogue wanted to show me.” She adds, weakly.

I look at Rogue who’s staring at her, a knowing and satiated smile on his face, and suddenly I understand.

“Rhys was showing me something upstairs as well,” I tell her with a grin, “Very interesting.”

There’s a beat of silence before we both burst out laughing, grabbing each other excitedly as we do so.

“Tell me later?” She asks.

“Obviously.”

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34

Rhys

Thayer and Bellamy watch everything at the Christmas market with huge, rounded eyes. Apparently the markets they have back home aren’t as expansive or as big of productions as this one.

We’ve been here for an hour and Rogue and I have mostly been following after the girls as they bounce from stall to stall, taking everything in.

Thayer walks to another stand as Bellamy turns towards us and Rogue in particular.

“Do you like these earrings? I think I’m going to buy them.” She asks him, pulling out her wallet to pay for them.

“Put your wallet away before I burn it,” I hear him reply, as I walk past them over to Thayer who’s looking at Christmas ornaments.

I get there in time to see the shop owner hand her a bag.

“Thank you,” Thayer tells him, turning around and spotting me, “Oh, hi! I got you something.”

“Already buying me Christmas presents?” I ask, my lips quirking in amusement.

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