"Then I add the green sparkles here? To make the buttons?" I questioned.

"Yup. Right there to make him look like a male gingerbread man." Elias replied.

We were both in the massive kitchen, baking Christmas inspired cookies. Elias had bought a bunch of holiday-themed recipe books – gingerbread man cookies being one of the many delicious entries.

After a nice shower that involved less showering and more lovemaking with my fairy shifter, and going out for lunch, we now had all afternoon to bake; Elias wanted to teach me a bunch of recipes. The others had gone out early in the morning and wouldn’t be back till late.

I wore a knitted, white sweater dress with multiple gold-glitter designs intricately sewn onto the warm, wool material. It was the only piece of clothing on me, my rush to go see the others off, leaving me bare down under. Thankfully, the dress was down to my knees, not revealing my lack of clothing. I had to admit, it feels a little drafty in here.

"If you wore underwear, you wouldn't feel so cold." I let out a huff as I rolled my eyes at Midnight's admission.

"Hey. At least I had my unicorn fuzzy slippers to keep my feet warm." I argued. I looked down at the fuzzy material; a gift from Elias who knew I had a little obsession with the mystical beasts. I still hoped to meet a unicorn shifter one day.

"Fuzzy slippers and underwear are two different categories. Oh well, don't regret it later." She mumbled, leaving my mind. I could sense the underlying mischief in her usual monotonous voice, making me suspicious. What do you mean? Midnight? Hello?

"Did Midnight ghost on you as usual?"

I looked to my left to see Elias smirking at me, clearly watching me zone out while holding the icing bag an inch from the Oreo candy cane cupcakes.

"Yes. I think she doesn't think my fuzzy unicorn slippers can keep me warm." I confessed, blushing. I was glad my whole conversation hadn't ventured out of my mouth with my usual bad habit of talking out loud. I placed the icing bag on the table, giving him my full attention.

He smirked, slipping the gloves off his hands as he untied his apron; his bare chest came into view.

"Are you cold?" He questioned; his eyes roamed my body; his "Heavenly Baked" apron strapped onto me. With the sweater dress being sleeveless, his gold apron looked like the only thing covering my flesh from the front.

As he approached I bit my lip, already feeling the throbbing begin to make its appearance as my eyes trailed the lines of his chest, before his tight ab muscles. I couldn't help but grin; my body enjoyed the moment of observation as my eyes continued their descent; landing on those sexy V-lines I admired more than anything. Well, almost anything.

"A little." I confessed; the temptation of having his body pressed against mine made me shiver in delight, rather than from the chilly breeze that escaped the small space in the kitchen window.

"Maybe I can help you with that." He whispered.

The heated gaze he delivered as his arm slid around my waist made me squeeze my thighs together; I quickly regretted not wearing the lace material to stop the wetness that wanted to escape me.

"Maybe." I replied, lost in his gaze; my eyes landed on his smooth lips. He pulled me into a kiss, our bodies pressed against one another. I let my arms wrap around his waist; my fingers hooked in the belt holes of his black jeans.

We continued to ravish one another – kiss after kiss before it deepened; our tongues began to play as we continued. His hand tugged at the tie of my apron, releasing the loose knot before breaking the kiss, removing it and tossing it somewhere before his lips claimed mine once more.

My hands unconsciously roamed to the front of his jeans, undoing the button. He smiled against my lips, allowing us to take moment to replenish the lack of oxygen.

"I thought you said no more sex?"

"That was before. In my defense, you’re the one who went against it in the shower." I reminded.

"You challenged me."

"I didn't think you would."

"You enjoyed every minute of it though." His grin grew as he raised an eyebrow at my flushed expression.

"Ya well...of course I liked it. I mean, I couldn't say no..." I flustered as I struggled to find a comeback, failing miserably.

His hand lowered to my ass, squeezing it lightly; the gesture induced a moan from my lips.

"I love when I turn you on." He whispered. His hands maneuvered me so my front side pressed against the counter; one arm wrapped around my waist as his body pressed against my back. Those smooth, moist lips pressed against my neck. I tilted my head, allowing him better access as he continued to suck at my feverish flesh; my long, loose curls fell to one side as I closed my eyes.

"Really now." I replied; my voice breathy and filled with my apparent desire.

"Uh huh. Or there are other ways I can find out if I’m turning you on." He whispered into my ear, tugging gently, causing me to moan.

His free hand roamed down the side of my waist, reaching my thighs and the end of my dress. I could feel the smile form on his lips that were pressed on my shoulder – finishing their job of leaving fresh love marks all over my skin.

"And it seems my Makoto wants to be a little naughty today." My eyes widened at the low, seductive sound of Elias' voice – the words sent electricity running through me and made me even wetter. I tried to keep my thighs squeezed shut, as I felt my wetness attempting to escape.

"I don't know what you mean." I whispered, knowing in the back of my mind he must have noticed an absence of material beneath the thick knitted piece of clothing.

His hand lifted the material up, pulling my body into him – giving enough space between the drawers and my body for his hand to slip to my pussy. I gasped at the touch of his fingers, waiting for me to unhinge the barricade I had made by squeezing my thighs together and allow him to feel my arousal for him.

"Oh really? Won't you let me find out, Firefly?" He bit my neck as his other hand left my waist, landing on my breast. I groaned, unable to stop my back from arching as his fingers began to play with my hard nipple; my legs parted slightly.

He took advantage – his hand cupped my pussy – his fingers slid against my wet folds. I whimpered at the touch; my body went in overdrive from the multiple sensations that coursed through me. I shivered in delight; my head laid back on his shoulder as I moaned.

"Your body sure is telling me something different, Mako love."

I turned my head; his lips smashed against mine. His hand left my breast, lifting the dress to slip beneath the fabric; his bare hand grasped my breast. He continued to tease me down below; his finger pinched the bud of my clit – the motion caused me to moan in his mouth.

"Elias...mhm...more." I whimpered; my body already begged for him, wanting to feel him in me once more as his hands continued to torture me.

"As you wish." He declared. He allowed his hands to leave me, the motion caused me to frown as I turned my head to look up at him. Those addicting emerald eyes were filled with lust as he gave me a predatory look; his hands landed on my waist – directing me to turn my body to face him.

My eyes trailed down to his waistband; his fingers tugged down the gold zipper. His hand slipped through his pine-green boxers – retrieving his hard length. I licked my lips, already having the urge to suck on him till he called out my name.

He noticed my intense gaze, smiling.

"No baby. No blowjobs today." I frowned; my change in expression made him chuckle before he gripped my dress, helping me remove it and placed it behind me on the marble counter. He continued.

"Don't give me that expression baby. I have other plans." He whispered before lowering to suck at my breast. I shivered as his tongue began to play with my nipple, trailing the hard bud before sucking on it tenderly. His free hand didn't allow me to wait long – those long fingers returned to my pussy, teasing my folds as he slid back and forth – my wetness pooled onto his fingers.

"Elias...stop teasing. Please." I begged, looking down to meet his intense gaze.

He smirked at my submission; a finger slid into me. He moved in and out; he knelt before me – his tongue lapped against my clit and I shuddered at the pulse of pleasure that coursed through me.

"Ah...Elias..." I tried to continue but let out another moan. The feel of his hot tongue teasing me, while his finger slowly slid in and out in one combined movement was sensational. He pulled back; a second finger slid into me – both going in and out at a slow pace.

"You like that Mako?" Elias questioned; his deep voice turned me on.

"Yes. Please...more...faster." I closed my eyes, enjoying every thrust of his fingers; the pace gradually increased as I began to tremble, my limit was close.

"Look at me, Mako."

I opened my eyes – looking at Elias’ hot gaze as he continued to please me; he paused the rapid momentum, taking a moment to play with my clit while his fingers stayed deep within me.

"Fuck. Elias...so good." He pulled back; his fingers started back up again at a fast speed; my hands gripped at the countertop as I bit my lip, attempting to hold off the urge to cum as long as possible.

"You like when I tease you now love?"

"Yes, please don't stop." He continued, rotating between fucking me with his fingers – pausing when I was on the brink of cumming before his tongue flicked at my clit. I let out a frustrated groan, glaring at him.

"Elias." I snarled, the need to climax was so strong I was becoming frustrated. He chuckled, pulling his fingers out – my wetness clung to them. He rose; his body pressed against mine as his length brushed against my folds.

My eyes widened as I watched him suck his fingers clean – the sensual movement contributed to my arousal and urgency to climax. He lifted me up to sit on the cold marble counter. I moaned as the coolness caressed my ass, yet it didn’t dampen the fire that blazed inside of me.

My hand touched his cock, wrapping around the base as I rubbed my entrance against his tip. He groaned; his eyes closed for second before they reopened: intense hunger replaced his previous amused expression.

I helped position his cock at my opening; a smirk formed on my lips as I leaned forward – my breasts pressed against his chest as my hand stroked his length. I continued to tease the tip of his cock with my entrance.

"I should get payback." I proposed, enjoying the moment of shock that flickered in his expression.

"I'll repay you by teasing you." He replied. I leaned up tugged his bottom lip between my teeth before giving him a deep kiss.

I could see his urgency; the reflection of his needs in those green eyes bore into me as we continued to kiss enough for me to give in. I let him slide into me – his movement deliberately slow as we both moaned; enjoying the filling sensation as my pussy fluttered around his hard cock. I bit my lip, shuddering.

"I don't think I can last very long." I revealed.

"Then I shouldn't delay." He pulled my waist forward and lifted my legs, so that they hung over his shoulders before his body began to move; his momentum fast and hard as he began to pound rapidly.

"Faster...harder Elias."

Our moans echoed around the kitchen; gripped onto the counter as his arm wrapped around my waist locking my body in a cradled position. I gritted my teeth, struggling to hold back – wanting to wait for Elias.

He bit my neck before whispering in my ear.

"Cum Mako, now." His deep, authoritative voice was all I needed to let loose; my body locked up as I came. It thrummed with pleasure. Elias stilled, allowing me to come down from my high before he brought my lips to his. He pulled me off the countertop.

"Turn around." He ordered. I glanced at his eyes, noticing the flickering happening within his green irises – emerald glow going in and out. I obeyed his command – pressing my body against the counter.

"Elia – ah." I cried out; his length slid into me in one smooth movement.

He began to move – thrust after thrust while his hands fondled my breasts, pinching my nipples.

"Oh Starlight. Yes."

"You're killing me, Mako." Elias admitted, moving faster and harder. I continued to moan as he pounded into me; my body getting closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.

“Ah, Elias, fuck – more.” I begged.

“I love it when you beg and moan Mako. Fuck, the way you make us feel. How hard I get because of you. The way my imagination goes wild when I see you in that fucking apron. Yes, baby clench my cock like that. Ugh…fuck.”

We both came again, our cries of release bounced off the walls.

"I swear to Starlight. I can’t get enough of you.” He whispered.

“That’s a good thing.” I replied, panting.

“It’s bad. You’re gonna become an addiction that will be hard to ignore.” He admitted.

“Oh really?” I questioned, my voice low.

I slid my hand over his chest, wrapping around his neck as I pulled him down into a kiss. He groaned. He pulled away slightly, frowning.

"You're distracting me." He pointed out.

"No, I'm not." I replied with a smirk.

"You're using your ‘make love to me’ voice." I giggled.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I continued laughing. He sighed.

"I don’t know what to do with you.” He mumbled.

"Hehehe, well, you can continue cuddling me.” I began, stifling a yawn.

"Good to know." He whispered; his voice low before he yawned, nestling closer to me.

"Wait, the cookies." I reminded. We'd decorated the cookies but didn't place any in the oven.

"We can pop them in the oven later." He mumbled, sounding half asleep.

"You promise?"

"Hmm, yeah."

"We're still on for our drive tonight, right?" I peeked my eye open to see his sleepy eyes look down at me.

"Yup. You and me, star gazing on the roof of the car."

"Isn't it going to be too cold to sit on a car hood in winter?"

"Not if it's on, and we'll be doing more than just sitting."

"You’re an addict." I giggled.

"And you're my addiction." He whispered.