wrapped in velvet covered in chocolate

My Bloody Valentine❤🔪

She still played it over and over in her mind, when he confessed to her about not being enough and most of all when he made love to her proving that he was more than enough as he took her against the bar thennigjt before the wedding.

It was so hot and needful, how could he not think hes enough when he hits all the right buttons inside of her when just one look at her sets her heart racing and her bodyaching and hrr lip being bit…

She would kill for him, and if he ever left her she would probably become a Police case. Yeah he drove her that insane, so she didnt understand how he didnt think himself enough, from day one she has wanted him needed him, she gave him her virginity she loves him with such intensity.

Tatiana got up early to make the boys a special Valentines Day breakfast of red velvet heart shaped pancakes with cream cheese icing and sliced strawberries, strawberry milk and strawberry yogurt parfait, she gave them both a Valentines Day card and love day candy that children love like sweethearts and fun dip and such, she sent rhem off with goodies to pass out in class and sent them off with big squeezing hug, kisses, and gourmet lunches ofheart shaped personal pepperoni pizzas made in the brick oven, chocolate fudge brownies, strawberry milk, and for vegetables prosciutto wrapped asparagus.

Now it was just her and her husband and she cleared thifs away to make red velvet, cream cheese frosting filled crepes, there wasa bowl of chocolate covered strawberries, a traditional French omelet, a mimosa, and a skinnybcrydtal vase with a single black Turkish rose. She nade sure to change intonsomething a little more revealijg too and candles were lit as she played The Cure.

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Christmas Morning

Louis: His eyes are focused on you as he halfheartedly unwraps a present from his sisters. You squeal when you open your gift, wrapping paper in shreds on the floor, along with the present itself as you throw yourself into him, sending you both flying back onto the carpeted floor. He chuckles, holding your waist to steady the two of you as you pepper kisses across his warm, sweet skin, rambling out murmurs of thanks. His laughter grows, and fills the room along with yours, a mess of smiles and lazy kisses as he squeezes your hips with a teasing grin as he sings, “Merry Christmas to me”

Harry: “Morning, pretty girl.” he mumbles, running fingers through the ended of your tangled hair, bleary eyes scanning over your features with a lazy smile on his lips, “Happy Christmas.” You smile when he presses quiet kisses to your cheeks, your forehead, giggling lightly as his lips ghost over your own. And in your own little world, his lips and his hands and his sleepy chuckles fill your mind. There’s presents to be opened and people to call, but right now, all that matters is him and the hums that spill from his lips that sound something like a Christmas carol.

Niall: “Don’t scold me baby, it’s Christmas!” he whines as he reaches for the tray of cookies from last night, you sigh and hand them over, letting him have his poor excuse for a breakfast as you move to put the disc into the player. Having gotten to eager and opening all the presents late last night, you both settled for cheesy holiday movies and hot chocolate when you woke. So when he has his fill of cookies, setting down two mugs of the warm cocoa he prepared, he curls up under the covers around your body, and settles in for the day.

Zayn: “Go on and open it, I’ll be there in a minute.” He murmurs with a soft kiss on the cheek, leaving you to the small, red wrapped box under the tree. Smiling fondly as the delicate necklace in the tiny velvet jewelry box, you admire it and turn to thank him. As you spin on your heels, you grin even wider seeing him standing behind you and wrapping you up in a hug. “Do you like it? My Granddad gave it to my Nan when they were our age, and passed it on to me and I didn’t know if you’d like it but-” his words halted when your lips touched his.

Liam: “All I want for Christmas is youuuuu” you both sang, loudly and carelessly as you sped down the hall, racing and shoving each other down the stairs. He laughed loudly as he scooped your body into his arms, holding you tight against his chest, still hurrying towards the tree. Both clad in warm pajamas and messy hair and bright eyes, you dove to the presents, opening them in silence without a care in the world, sharing what you got and smiling at the presents for one another. “You’re the best gift I could’ve asked for, though baby girl.”

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