Chapter Seven
Christmas Day
Atlas-
I wake up to the smell of cinnamon and the soft hum of Christmas music playing in the background. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I can’t help but smile at the festive atmosphere. Standing from my spot on Lana’s bed, I realize that Jace is already awake and probably out there with Lana. After last night's activities, I passed out. Hard.
Looking around the room, I find my boxers on the floor and quickly grab them and pull them on. Ready to go see what kind of trouble the two of them are causing in the kitchen this early. The second I step out of the room, I stop dead in my tracks.
Jace holds Lana from behind. Flour covers the both of them as they wear matching smiles. My heart fills with so much love.
There she is, the girl I love, standing by the stove with a concentration on her face that only adds to her charm. The morning sunlight streams through the window, casting a gentle glow on her as she moves about the kitchen with grace.
Jace releases her but never takes his eyes off of her as she continues to make—what smells like—an amazing Christmas breakfast.
She wears the shirt I had on yesterday, drowning in it and her hair cascades in loose waves down her shoulders. I lean against the doorframe, arms crossed over my chest, silently watching their every move, captivated by the simple beauty of the moment .
Lana tells Jace what and how to do something and he follows her instructions perfectly, not wanting to mess up or disappoint her. Her laughter floats through the air as she playfully tosses a pancake in the air, successfully catching it with a flourish. The joy on her face is contagious, and I find myself grinning in response. She hands Jace the pan and gets him to try to copy her cool flipping move, but when he tries to do it, the pancake falls to the floor. I can’t hold in my laughter after seeing the look on his face.
Two sets of eyes whip toward me as I push off the door frame, wanting to be closer to them. “Good morning,” she greets me, her voice a melodic blend of excitement and contentment.
"Good morning," I reply, my heart doing a little dance in my chest. I can't help but feel a surge of gratitude for being able to share this moment with her. With them. I pull her into me and she hits my chest with a low oomph .
“Merry Christmas, Love.” I trace the line of her jaw with my fingertip and she shivers, leaning closer to me. Our lips touch and I feel like I could kiss her like this forever and never come up for air.
Jace's voice breaks our moment and we both pull apart at the panic laced in his words. “Lana! It’s burning and I can’t flip it!” she giggles before pushing him out of the way with her hip and taking over.
A quick ten minutes later, we’re all seated at her small table, plates full, coffee in hand and the only acceptable Christmas album playing in the background. Michael Buble's Christmas.
Perfect.
After we eat, I grab Lana before she can protest and walk into the living room. Jace still nursing a cup of coffee at the table. My hand wraps around her waist and I bring her as close as possible. The music plays faintly in the background as we sway to the beat, her head resting on my chest. “Thank you,” she whispers before pulling away slightly and looking up at me. Her eyes are full of love and admiration.
“For what, Love?”
“For being here. The both of you. I know you didn’t have to stay, but you did. I mean, I didn’t even decorate my Christmas tree. It only has the lights that were already on it. I thought I’d be spending today alone, so I didn’t bother decorating it.'' She looks sad as I keep my arms tightly wrapped around her waist. “Well then. Let's change that. I have a box of ornaments in my dorm from my mom. I’ll go run and grab them. We can decorate the tree together.”
Her face breaks out in a smile as Jace joins us.
“Not so fast. Gifts first.” Jace says.
Lana-
I scrunch my eyebrows together. “Gifts? You guys really didn’t need to get me anything,” I say, grabbing the present Jace just handed me .
“Of course we did. You gave us both the best gifts and we wanted to repay you.” Jace says. He did such a good job of wrapping it that I almost don’t want to tear the beautiful wrapping paper. “I wasn’t able to get you guys anything. With midterms and I was falling behin–” How did I forget to buy them something?
Before I could say anything more, Altas has his finger pressed to my lips, silencing me. “ You are the best gift. All we wanted for Christmas was you.” I can feel the heat on my cheeks so instead of replying, I look back down to the gift from Jace in my hands. I tear into the package and when I open it, I find a beautiful velvet box. Opening the lid, a gasp leaves my mouth. My eyes fill with tears as I take in the most beautiful necklace. It has a J and A on a silver chain. It’s absolutely perfect. I set the gift down and stand, running over to where Jace is sitting, and throw myself into his lap .
“I love it. Thank you so much.” I place a kiss on his lips and he smiles at me.
“Help me put it on?” I stand and walk back over to grab the box.
After Jace helps me get it on, Atlas is basically jumping with impatience.
“Finally, here.” He shoves a rectangle box into my hands and I can’t help but laugh at how excited he is. And that laughter turns to a fit of giggles. Tears begin streaming down my face and I can’t seem to get a hold of myself.
“Do you like it?” I wipe the tears from my eyes before looking at Atlas. Who has his arms crossed and a smirk on his handsome face. The box is ripped from my hands before I get the chance to answer him.
“You got her a fucking candy cane sex toy, Atlas?” The smile on his face grows as he looks at us proudly .
“Sure did.” He walks over to Jace, grabbing the candy cane vibrator from him before grabbing my hand and leading me to the bedroom.
“Come on, Jace. Let’s go break it in.”
These men might be crazy, but holy fuck, this has been the start of the best Christmas ever.
Before we get too far, I stop. “Can we decorate the tree first?” I ask, curling back into Atlas’s chest, his arms wrapping around me, Jace right behind us. I want to make it feel like Christmas even more. If that’s even possible. They both smile at each other and then me.
“Anything you want. We can clean up from breakfast while Atlas is gone.” Jace smiles down at me before directing his attention to Atlas.
“Well, hurry up and go get the Ornaments. I want to put that toy you got our girl to use after the amazing breakfast she just made for us.” Mischief lingers in his eyes as he swats me on the butt and pulls me from the comforts of Atlas’s arms, and places a kiss on my forehead.
“Okay, I’ll be back in ten.” Atlas grabs his clothes and keys from my room and darts out the front door as fast as he can without another word.
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Atlas-
I quickly grab my keys from my pocket before shoving them into the door. I don’t want to be away from them for too long, but of course, my fingers feel frozen from the weather outside, so it takes me a minute to get them to cooperate with me.
Finally, pushing the door open, I walk into my room to grab the box of ornaments I got from my mom last Christmas. As I go to leave, my eyes land on my computer screen as it lights up the entire room. I set the ornaments on the side of my desk and sit down on the chair.
Right there on my screen is the live footage from Lana’s room. They must've finished cleaning up from breakfast already, because Jace has Lana naked on the bed. She looks fucking perfect.
My cock hardens instantly. Seeing them together is like nothing else. You can feel the sexual tension rolling off of them in waves. Even over the computer screen.
I can’t help but lean back in the chair to give myself better access to watch the start of this show. I pull my pants down enough so that my length springs free from the confinement of my jeans. A bead of pre-cum already glistening at the tip. I grab the base and begin to slowly stroke myself.
Jace has his fingers buried deep in her pussy as her back arches off the bed from pure pleasure and I want nothing more than to watch Jace fuck her .
He takes his fingers away, causing her eyes to shoot open, and the cutest pout takes over her face. Jace strips out of his pants, gripping his own hard cock. Fuck, he turns me on just as much as she does.
Jace doesn’t go to fuck her like I thought he would. Instead, he reaches over onto Lana’s nightstand, grabbing the candy cane vibrator I gave her. My balls feel tight, like I’m on the verge of coming when he places it on her soaking wet pussy. Even from here, I can see how wet our girl is. But before she gets the chance to go over the edge, Jace stops. His face looking directly at the camera I’ve hidden in her room. A dangerous smirk on his face. His words make my hand stop its movement as I freeze.
“Atlas. Stop watching the camera and get your ass back here. Not only does our girl need you, but I want to give you your present from me.” Jace doesn’t elaborate, but grips his cock hard before he looks back at Lana, who looks extremely confused. He doesn’t let her think about it before he’s placing the Candy Cane back on her weeping cunt.
I quickly put my dick away, grabbing the box, and running out of my dorm room and straight across campus to hers.