Page 8 of Mistletoe and Mayhem
Avery suggested a redo once the frenzy passed, and Korath was pleased with the suggestion, offering to come to them if it made them more comfortable. He tried, and with some coaxing from Avery, Ozen agreed to try harder as well to have a better relationship with his father. He doubted anything would change with the rest of his family, most of them still held a grudge for his way of thinking and wanted nothing to do with him, but there were a few who deserved his effort, Korath included. As long as he was wearing pants.
When they arrived home and Ozen saw the tree framed in the front window, he found himself smiling, his body finally relaxing after an afternoon of tension. He found himself drawn to that room with the tree, sitting on the couch and taking it in as the strain slowly drifted away.
Avery plopped onto the couch next to him, letting out a sigh and leaning against his side. “We can postpone the rest of the holiday celebrations until the frenzy is over, if you want,” he offered.
Ozen frowned, putting his arm around his mate. “What? No. I don't want to do that. I love all the suggestions you had. Besides, they all could be done at home with just the two of us. I don’t think we’ll have a problem when I get to spend a few uninterrupted days with just you.”
“Just me?”
The way he asked made Ozen curious, head tilted in question. “What else did you have in mind?”
“Well… I mean, I always wanted kids. I figured it’d be a later in life thing, I couldn’t afford to even consider it when I worked as a temp, but… I wouldn’t say no to discussing it, at the very least. If you want.”
Ozen’s breath left him in a rush and he stared wide eyed at his mate. “You want to have children?”
Avery shrugged, his cheeks a light shade of pink when he admitted, “I think you’d be a great dad. Though we’d need to make some changes to our schedules to be able to do it right. We’re both busy people, and I don’t want them to feel neglected–oomph!”
Ozen tackled his mate onto the couch, kissing him senseless. He’d never considered the idea of having children until his grandfather explained what was happening. The thought was a little terrifying, if he were being honest with himself. He didn't have the greatest role model for good parenting. But having children with Avery? The thought made his stomach flip and excitement to fill his chest. He wanted that. He wanted little versions of Avery running around the house, baking cookies for someone named Santa while he snuck in later to eat them as part of the game. He wanted to watch movies together as a family, cuddled on the couch. To listen to his mate reading them stories he made up on the spot. It was a dream he never knew he had until Avery offered the idea to him.
Unlike before, where he was in a hurry to rip off Avery’s clothes and get inside him, his mate being on board with having children seemed to settle the worst of the wild frenzy boiling in his blood. He took his time stripping his mate, kissing him in all the places he loved and nipping at his hip bone just to make him gasp.
He thought about taking Avery on the couch, but his gaze flicked to the tree and an idea ran through his head. “Come with me, firefly.”
Avery, too wrapped up in the intimacy, didn’t argue or question him. He let Ozen scoop him off the couch, distracting him with sweet kisses until Ozen laid him down on the carpet beneath the tree.
“Pretty sure this isn’t what’s supposed to go under the tree,” Avery gasped, arching into Ozen’s touch.
Ozen chuckled, magically slicking his fingers while kissing his way down Avery’s body. “Oh, I don’t know about that. I’ve always considered you my greatest gift. I think you’re right where you belong.”
“Ozen…” Avery whined. “You promised not to say cute things when I couldn’t write them down!”
The last of his tension disappeared, and he laughed, teasing Avery’s hole with his fingers while pressing hot kisses to the insides of his thighs.
“Apologies, my love. Let me see if I can make it up to you.”
He took his time stretching Avery’s channel, laving his tongue along his length in teasing licks. Avery’s sounds filled the room, little whimpers and moans the perfect symphony to Ozen’s ears. He sucked Avery’s cock into his mouth, enjoying the way Avery’s head lashed side to side as he fought his orgasm.
“O-Ozen! Please!” Avery whimpered.
Ozen hummed, surprised when Avery’s release filled his mouth so soon. He swallowed down the sweet taste of his mate greedily, feeding him just enough of his magic to keep Avery erect. He’d be annoyed if Ozen did all that prep and didn’t fill him. He said he felt empty when that happened.
Not willing to disappoint his mate, he crawled back up his body, peppering kisses along the way. He could tangle his tongue with Avery’s, drinking in his moans as Ozen shared the taste of his release.
He settled his weight between Avery’s thighs, truly taking the time to appreciate the way it felt to be wrapped around his mate.And when he finally pushed inside him, he savored every second of it.
He might have been going a little too slow, because Avery surprised him by tightening his thighs on Ozen’s hips and flipping them so Ozen landed on his back with a grunt that melted into a moan as Avery shoved his hips down, taking his cock fully in one swift motion.
It was Avery’s turn to be in a hurry, hands resting on Ozen’s chest as he rode him hard.
“Ungh, Avery, yes!” Ozen shouted, body shaking as he fought the urge to take control. He demanded enough from Avery this week already. It was Avery’s turn to make his demands.
His release barreled down on him with Avery’s frenzied movements, and Ozen could only bask in it. His beautiful mate, framed by the glowing light of the tree, the scent of sex and evergreen in the air, mixed with the intoxicating scent of his Avery. It was all perfect.
Avery’s body tightened around him, and he knew his mate was getting close. Wanting to fall into ecstasy together, Ozen took hold of Avery’s hips, adjusting his thrusts just slightly so the next downward thrust caused Ozen’s cock to hit his prostate dead on. Avery’s cries turned to a wail as he clamped down on Ozen’s cock, screaming his name as he came apart in Ozen’s arms.“Ozen!”
Ozen roared as his release overtook him, hips bucking as he rode out the waves of pleasure until Avery collapsed on top of him, and they both went limp. It still stunned him that his mate could make him come like that. Sex had become a chore to feed him, a necessity he begrudgingly accepted. Avery brought back the joy of sharing his body with his partner, the pleasure of sharing in the moment together. It was never just about Avery’s needs, like he’d attempted with the contract. Avery got pleasurefrom giving pleasure. And he wouldn’t be satisfied if Ozen didn’t share in the experience with him.
He sincerely hoped his mate would never stop surprising him.
