Outside, the world has sunk into darkness. Only strips of city light illuminate the night. Meanwhile, twinkling lights weave around Rafayel and me as if outlining a tiny stage. At its center, sparks paint Rafayel's eyes in warm hues. He looks at me: "Have you made up your mind? Do you want me?"

The snow has stopped. The silence hangs heavy. Unbroken. A shadow is cast over Rafayel's eyes, and not even light can reach them. His expression is rather serious. Speechless, I open my mouth.

"... Why did you stop?" I ask confused.

"I'm curious. Were those your true feelings? Ooor were you too busy acting?" His eyes observing me.

„If I get too into it, would you keep playing along?"

„Sure. Why not?" he answers nonchalantly.

„... And what if they were real?" hesitating a bit I dare to ask.

Rafayel watches me. He doesn't move or avert his gaze. „Then you should say... you enjoy my company. And that I can make you happy."

My heart skips a beat and I don't know what to answer. There's a seriousness in his eyes, in his statement, that makes it impossible to shake it off with a joking answer. And so my mouth stays close, still sitting in his lap and trapped in his waiting gaze.

Rafayels hand on my hips twitch slightly, showing how much he awaits an answer and is afraid of it at the same time. But both of us are silent, until I raise my right hand to his face, cupping his cheek. He immediately leans in, closing his eyes half.

And I found the answer inside me, my body reacting to this touch with a tingling sensation. My heart beats faster and joy overflows me. There always has been this tension and a kind of longing between us, but both of us never left the safe road of fun and simple friendship. Now, it's time to end the games and take a step into the wilderness of deeper emotions.

"I enjoy your company, and you make me happy, Rafayel." A little shy smile on my lips.

His eyes snap to me, widen with surprise, and fill with sparkles of relief and joy the second after. I lean into him, lips merely away from his, and we lock gazes. His breath stops for a second, I can feel how his chest stops moving as my breast brushes on it. And then he closes the distance and our lips touch. Soft and warm on mine I close my eyes, lingering in this feeling. The kiss is cautious, as if he is afraid I pull back any second.

My hand wanders from his face to his back, wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer and Rafayel answers with a firm grip on my hip, sighing into the caress of our joined mouths. He's getting bolder, the moves of his lips more brave. His free hand trailing down my thigh, grabbing it and stroking it with his thumbs. Our breaths fasten, heat starts rising inside me and I realize I want more. I need more of him, I want to feel more.

Interrupting the kiss, I lean back, catching some breath and watching the man before me. Rafayels gaze is clouded, showing how much he wants me, face heated with a lovely red hue that covers his cheeks and ears.

"Do you want to stop?" he asks quietly, voice husky and soft.

I refuse and reposition myself, so I can face him fully, both my legs now at his sides. A groan escapes him as I grind accidentally over the visible bulge in his tailored pants. My dress slips up my thighs and Rafayel pushes it even higher till it crumbles around my waist.

Suddenly he frees his other hand where it has been tied with the crimson red ribbon and pulls me closer onto the crotch in his lap. My heated and damped middle tingling at this sensation, and I'm flushed to his defined chest now. Both his arms at my back, stroking and holding me close to him, as his lips return to mine and continue the kiss from before with more desire and heat.

Now it's my time to moan, and I put both my arms on his broad shoulders, digging my hands in the soft locks of his hair. He nibbles at my bottom lip and slips in with his tongue as I sigh in pleasure. Greedy and hungry, does he explore my mouth, showing a primal need I didn't expect.

The heat in my body rises even more. My heart races and the tension in my belly is growing as he leaves my mouth, kissing his way down to my neck, and so do I. He tastes like a sea breeze on a hot summer day. His skin is so smooth and soft, I'll never get enough of it. Both our moans fill the room. Under my ear he sucks on the sensitive skin, making me gasp out of small pain before he moves on. Hot kisses down my neck to the spot between there and my shoulder, where he bites me lightly, sending shivers down my spine. A high-pitched moan escapes his throat, and the tension in my lower regions rises to a new level.

Unconsciously, I stride my hips over his thighs, brushing the hard part that touches my damp panties slightly. Harder bites on my neck are the answer, and both our moans loudly in the quiet room. I'm losing myself in his scent, his now heated body, kisses all over the exposed skin of my shoulders and neck.

Hands in my hair, he pulls my head back, forcing me to look at his wonderful eyes, now filled with raw desire. "Do you want me now?" he asks quietly, panting heavily in his arousal.

"Yes, Rafayel. I want you. So bad." My voice is as rough as his, filled with the passion that happened recently.

His eyes darken with raw hunger, a need that shows in how fast he lifts my dress over my head, throwing it carelessly to the side before admiring what is in his sight now. "So beautiful..." before he descends his head and kisses my cleavage down to the valley between my breasts, that is not covered by my black lace bra. His warm hands in my waist, holding me in place and kneading the flesh underneath softly.

I'm holding onto his head, my fingers deep in his velvet hair and my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of his lips on my heated skin. Then a sudden thought strikes my head and out of reflex, I pull his head black. "Stop it!" I look down at him.

Rafayel freezes immediately, holding his hands away from me. "Did I do something wrong?" I push him back, gaining some space between us. He looks at me confused and slightly worried. "Did I hurt you?"

"No, I just remembered something," I just say, trying to hide a grin. "I didn't unwrap my present..." and start to unbutton his shirt from top to bottom. His eyes now showing an amused glitter and a knowing smile spreads his lips.

Slowly I descend my hands from stud to stud, taking my time. Arriving at the waistband of his trousers, I pull out the white shirt, opening it up to the fullest and freeing his perfect built upper body. But before I enjoy this wonderful sight, I pull him a bit forward and crunch the shirt at his back to a small line, like a rope. I managed it to pull behind the backrest, trapping Rafayels arms to the side. He is now lightly bonded with his arms to the chair.

"What are you doing?" he asks, surprised.

"Oh, you will see," I respond boldly and with a cocky smile. "Just one rule." I look at him playfully. „Free yourself and I stop what I'm going to do."

His eyes go dark, and he gulps, before he nods slowly. I lift myself up, leaving his lap, and stand in front of him. I push his legs open and kneel between them. Gazing up at him, his eyes meet mine, and he looks quite flustered and so damn hot with the red hue on his cheeks and ears, his eyes dark with desire and anticipation.

"And of course this present needs a slow, thorough inspection..." I mirror his words from earlier.

His eyes widen to amazing rounds and recognition hits him. The red hue on his face even deepens as I stroke the skin on his abdomen. Slowly exploring every hill and valley of his abs with my fingers, trailing a wet route with my tongue, and his breath deepens. Until I finished my examination, he sighs and moans with such delicate sounds, that alone let my pants run wet. I knead his pecs, nibbling on the sensitive nubs, and lure some more of these noises out of him. He pants so hard now, breast and abdomen moving heavy with every breath, and it's amazingly beautiful.

As I stop, he whimpers my name. "Please... " He begs.

I smile at him from below, and let my hands trail to the huge, grown tent in his black pants. At the touch, his breath catches and a desperate sound leaves his mouth. Stroking one finger along the lengthy shape, I move to unzip the pants and open them up. My gaze locks into his again as I pull his boxers aside, freeing what they held captured. He lets out a relieved sigh. "Please... hah... stop teasing me..."

And I look down, and his member is the most perfect one I've ever seen. Not that I saw much to compare with, but a woman has needs and watches movies. And Rafayels is just ... perfect. There's nothing else to say.

I stroke the rosy tip with my initial finger and his hips buck up, and a growl leaves his throat. Glistening liquid glued to my fingertip and I need to taste it. Looking again at Rafayels face, licking the pre-cum, his eyes begging me to do more.

"Guess I have to test my gift properly." I state, and a faint smile curves his lips, remembering the play from before. I descend my lips to the rosy tip, licking over it.

"Ngh... ple-aaaah" turns his voice as I close my lips around him. He watches feverishly as I start to go up and down. Slowly, first, wetting his whole length with my tongue and then riding him slowly with my mouth.

"This... ngh... so good" he utters helplessly, and I am getting faster now. Laying one hand around his base, stabilizing it, I pump faster, making him twitch and rocking his hips. His gaze leaves me not for a second, watching intensely how I blow him close to his climax.

"Can... Oh, fuck... please... in your mouth" he begs, his cock hard and hot, leaking so much juice now.

I gain more speed, moving the hand to double the friction, and shortly after he spurts into my mouth while groaning my name. And he tastes completely different as I expected, like a delicious smoothie and I swallow it completely, already addicted to him.

He pants heavy, calling my name again. Standing up, I free him from the improvised binds, and he immediately pulls me back to his lap, kissing me hot and passionate.

„Did I pass this examination?" he said on my lips, still breathless.

"Yeah, you did," I giggle at his words.

"Fine, then let me have my reward for being such a fine present." with these words, he lifts me up in his arms effortlessly and carries me to the bedroom.