Although I'm currently writing two other stories I've been itching to try writing an/some M one-shot(s). I'm hoping this can turn into a by-request, unrelated one-shot series if you guys like it:) It could be AU, official HOA couples (old or young-past, present, or future), couples you'd hoped would get together, sweet or raunchy, it's kind of up to you guys. I will probably only choose one per holiday, month, etc. This is also a bit different for me, writing in 3rd person.
So this starts with the classic Fabina, as a married couple at Christmas time; I know it's a few days past Christmas, but I've been meaning to post this and I'm still in the spirit. Plus, Christmas seemed like too great of a holiday to pass up for this. It starts out more cutesy and romantic, then gets a little more steamy.
IF YOU'RE READING THIS PURELY FOR THE LEMONS, please know that you can skip to the paragraph starting with "I'm glad it wasn't". I enjoy adding more detail and background though, so that's what everything before that is.
Disclaimer: I do not own House of Anubis, only my storylines and OCs from other stories.
Nina, or Mrs. Rutter as of a year and 101 days, awoke to the brightness of the sun streaming through the blinds. She quickly realized what day it was and rolled over to cheer "It's Christmas!" to her beloved, only to see that he was gone. She sat up and stretched, peering over to the clock on Fabian's bedside stand. It read 10:31. He must've let her sleep after having to host the in-laws on Christmas Eve. Not that she didn't love them, and vice-versa, but his parents were getting older, so it was much like taking care of her Gran just before she died.
She jumped up grabbing her slippers and a blanket, thinking that her red and green plaid pajama shorts and cotton v-neck t-shirt might not keep her very warm. She padded down the hallway and descended the stairs. "Fabian!" she called. She received no answer, except for the barking of their 6-month old Springer Spaniel, Daisy. "Hi girl!" she cooed, rubbing her spotted belly as the dog rolled over. "Merry Christmas, where's Daddy? Huh? Where is he?" She knew it wouldn't provide an answer but they often talked to Daisy as if she were a person anyway.
Nina was beginning to get concerned when she didn't find Fabian in the dining room or den, but couldn't help but stop and smile at the Christmas tree, their Christmas tree, in the family room.
The bright lights twinkled and she got wafts of evergreen, as she admired the ornaments. They had the stereotypical colorful bulbs, some shiny, others matte, a few sparkled with designs, but they had also started a nice collection of personalized ones; from the intertwined hearts that read Our First Christmas, the one they found on their honeymoon in Nevis, and even a corny spaniel puppy they'd chosen in honor of Daisy joining the family. Her eyes dropped to the neatly wrapped packages under the tree. Maybe next year there would be even more presents there with a Baby's First Christmas ornament on the tree branches. Nina's heart warmed at the thought.
"Merry Christmas Neens!" Fabian chirped, smiling brightly at his beautiful wife as he carried in a load of firewood. Seeing each other sent both their hearts aflutter.
"I was wondering where you were! I was looking everywhere" Nina scorned, playfully. He walked over closer to her from the back door.
"You mean under the tree?" he teased, she cocked her head, fighting back a smile.
"Maybe," she replied, shyly, whining. As he sat down the wood next to the stone hearth, she wrapped him in the blanket around her shoulders so that they were nose to nose. "I didn't even hear you come in…"
"Well I hope I didn't scare you…" he sighed.
"No of course not…Merry Christmas!" she said, planting a firm kiss on his lips, pulling away with a cheesy grin.
She reached out to kiss him again, but this time, Daisy barked and Fabian suggested "Well I think she's hungry, so why don't I start the fire and feed her, then we can eat breakfast over here while we open presents."
"Perfect," Nina agreed, trying to hide her disappointment. Today she wanted him…badly. Fabian wanted her too, even Nina's kisses were sometimes enough to rile him up but he was often unsure of what she wanted, so he usually allowed her to initiate it.
Nina watched Fabian as he put the logs in the fireplace, not exceptionally strong but not weak, hers. He chuckled when he noticed her jump at the clunk of wood hitting metal. Fabian quickly finished, the room was now set with a glowy haze, and went to feed Daisy. Instead of just going to bring in the food from the kitchen, Nina decided to set up a blanket just between the fireplace and tree for them to sit on.
After fluffing up two pillows from the couch for their little nest, Nina made her way to the kitchen. Fabian's sweetness and romanticism were some of the things she loved most about him, and today she loved it even more. He'd made French Toast, her favorite, and placed it on a Christmas platter, along with, what she assumed were Mimosas and a single red rose for decoration.
She carefully carried the platter back to the family room, setting it down on the blanket, before lowering herself to the ground with her legs curled to the side.
"Thanks Neens," Fabian exclaimed, re-entering the room, he was delighted to see the little set-up she'd created for them. He scurried over to her, taking the open spot she'd left for him, closest to the fire. Sitting down cross-legged, he picked up his champagne flute and toasted, "to us and to a Merry Christmas for everyone."
"To us and a very Merry Christmas," Nina echoed, beaming as they clanked glasses and both quickly downed the orange liquid. Fabian had made the drinks strong today, but it was nowhere near enough to get either of them drunk, especially not that quickly. Fabian leaned in for the kiss, at first gentle, but to which Nina quickly deepened, lacing her fingers through his short brown locks. He, in turn, intertwined his fingers in the ends of her dirty blonde curls.
"Wait…" he paused, pulling away reluctantly and plucking a candy cane print package with a green bow out from under the tree. "You at least have to open one present first, for me…"
"Okay…" she griped, pouting as she took the present from him. She ripped off the paper and opened the small, flat cardboard box. Inside lay a larger version of her Eye of Horus locket.
"It's an ornament" he informed, "but open it." Inside was a picture of high school age Sibuna, instead of Sarah Frobisher Smythe as in the real one; they were posed in their meeting spot in the clearing in the woods.
"Aww I love it Fabes," she gushed, thinking of all of her memories, good and bad, from that time in her life. It was one of the most thoughtful gifts she'd ever received and she couldn't wait to put it up. Fabian couldn't keep from getting dazed as he traced the outline of her thin figure while she stretched up on her tiptoes to hang it on a higher branch. Luckily she was still turned around and didn't see he slight embarrassment at being caught staring when she spoke again, "I think I was expecting some sort of lingerie by the way you stopped me."
"Oh…no…" he chuckled, blushing. Sex and related things still weren't his favorite subject but it made him wonder if he should have gotten Nina something like that. He decided it just didn't seem like her though and despite his worrying, Nina agreed. She wasn't plain, but their intimacy was about them, it wasn't about trying to be sexy, to them it really was making love.
"I'm glad it wasn't," Nina reassured, returning to her spot on the floor, wrapping her arms around his neck, feeling his clasp her waist, then smashing her lips into his.
Fabian wasn't usually the one to start their encounters, but he was almost always the one to take control. Nina obliged to the tapping of his tongue against her lips and felt his tongue exploring her mouth, while she did the same. Their tongues twirled in harmony, as she felt herself slowly melting to the ground beneath him.
She squirmed as his warm hands skimmed up her sides under her shirt, their tongues still battling for dominance. She tugged at the hem of his shirt, whipping it over his head when he pulled away for air. She grinned, dragging her palms from his smooth shoulders, down his chest to his hips. He gulped as she admired his supple, snowy skin and lightly toned muscles. He would never admit to feeling self-conscious about his appearance compared to some of their friends or even his wife, no matter how many times she told him she loved him the way he was.
His fear soon forgotten, Fabian lay over Nina once more, trailing kisses from her collar bone, up her neck and cheek, then over to her left ear. He let his tongue trace the top part of her ear, before nibbling on the corner of it, one thing he knew would get her all hot and bothered. He heard her yelp excitedly. "Don't!" she giggled.
"Don't do this?" he asked, biting harder. He felt her jolt beneath him and was pleased. "What about this?" She watched him cautiously as he grinned naughtily, trickling his fingers from Nina's hip bone to her shoulder, diagonally, intentionally brushing her nipple as a clue for his plan. Nina let Fabian slip her shirt off, from beneath the fabric as if she was doing it herself.
Although he'd seen her this way many times, she still felt herself tense up from insecurity. Starting from the hem of her shorts, his eyes followed the lines of her body, he took in the beauty of her pale dewy skin, her curves, but his eyes stopped at her breasts; the bare mounds with pointed pink tips.
Nina watched Fabian, watching her, feeling her hunger for him grow, a fire burning within her, heart racing. She leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows, her hair splayed around her head on the ground, knowing exactly what Fabian had in mind before.
He knew she could practically hear him saying You're beautiful, you know that?, so he surprised her with "I'm allowed to do this though, huh?". Her cheeks flushed crimson; Fabian knew better than she did herself that besides nibbling her ear, fondling her nipples was the best way to make her squirm with pleasure. Nina was always worried he could bring her to climax that way, before he was ever even inside her at all.
He, first planted his lips between the firm lumps, then moved to the left, scattering his kisses. He let his tongue circle the rosy-peaked points, Nina's breathless stuttering of "F-f-f-fabian" only egging him on, letting him feel his own manhood begin to stiffen. As he felt her flesh harden, he pulled his face out of her chest, flicking her right nipple with his forefinger. She winced but whined "don't stop."
He ducked his head down again, this time suckling at her nipple like a baby, his hot breath against her weakening her arm strength. Nina's arms finally collapsed and she was flat against the ground. She tried to watch him, feeling turned on, but her head fell back with an "ahh" at the satisfying pain of his teeth clenching her skin.
He grinned as he moved back the second time, seeing that he'd weakened her even more. Although, Nina quickly recovered retorting with "my turn," her green eyes flecked with mischief. Fabian furrowed his brows at her, unsure of what she might do. She began by simply skimming her fingernails on the small of his back, something he always liked, it was soothing. Just as she'd wanted, his knees fell around her instantaneously and he looked almost as if he were about to crawl. She forced his pajama pants down around his knees and he obligingly kicked them completely off.
She continued etching swirls into Fabian's back with her right hand, but groped her hand along his side and down his pelvis, until her hand reached his quivering member, to which she smirked. Fabian could hardly stand it, he felt like putty in her hands, going more limp with every touch. He burned with desire as Nina created friction between her hand and his thick rod. "N-n-nin, y-y, I d-don't…" Fabian struggled to get out.
"Not so easy now, huh?" she taunted, continuing to slip her hand around him harder and faster, enjoying being able to feel him solidify at her touch. She shimmied down further, her head where her thighs had just been.
"What are you doing?" he asked. Her reply was to put him inside her mouth, shifting her lips and teeth up and down. His knees quaked as he moaned out "Christ Nina stop I can't hold out as long as you."
"Good," she paused, but ignored his request, looping her tongue around his tip. She wanted him to be first. She lapped at the ridge of his cock, feeling it swell even more before releasing.
"Uggh," he groaned out, feeling relief as she continued to lap at his erection. It was out of pleasure more so than defeat. Content with her choices, Nina then returned herself to her original position. Fabian made eye contact with his wife. He was determined not to let her have all the fun.
Without warning or challenge, still blue locked on green, Fabian ripped off Nina's shorts, now leaving them both fully naked. He showed her two of his right pointer and middle fingers, like a prize presenter on a game show, spreading her legs with his other hand, then shoved his fingers between her glistening folds, wiggling them around, in and out. "Mmm," she cried out, her head digging into the pillow beneath it as she clenched the blanket between her fingers. Even her toes curled when he tapped the little nub inside and he felt her femininity flush around his digits.
Fabian was thrilled to feel himself hardening at feeling Nina's arousal, after recently feeling guilty that they wouldn't orgasm at the same time. Nina had also noticed his giddiness and was now watching his pulsating shaft. He leaned down to kiss her, feeling her tongue penetrate his lips automatically.
He soon ended the match of tonsil hockey, wanting to tease her a bit more. Her legs were still as he had positioned them before and knowing just how to end the foreplay, he slid his tongue down the inside of her thigh, until reaching her warm center, indulging himself in her taste of orange and honey. Nina twitched at the feeling of his tongue curling within her and he could feel her walls tightening. "Fabian you have to do it now," she ordered, cupping his head as she pulled his mouth back to hers. He knew what she was referring to and if she was mustering up that voice she meant it. He was ready for the second time too. He could only think of one problem.
"But Nina…I don't have…we don't have…" he muttered, regretfully informing her of their lack of protection.
"It doesn't matter," she hushed him, almost excitedly. They both knew what this meant. He wondered if she'd planned it all along. She wondered if she was ready for the possibility of the unknown.
Fabian positioned himself just above her opening, his knees between her flattened legs. "Are you sure?" he double checked, now both of their mouths curving upwards.
"Just do it already," she fussed, adding an eye-roll.
He lowered himself slowly until his tip was touching her crevice. With Nina's help to pull herself completely apart for his first entrance, Fabian thrust himself forward into her and Nina let out a whimper of gratification. She clung to his hips, trying not to dig her nails into him in all her joyous agony, he placed his hands firmly on the ground, partially beneath her shoulders. Nina guided his lower half back and forth, at first slowly, then faster and faster. They found a steady rhythm when Nina joined in, shoving herself up as Fabian came down, then down as he went up.
Their ferocity intensified, it was like electric flowed through both their veins as they moved in harmony. Fabian pinned down Nina's wrists, her hands still at his sides. They could feel their own and each other's most intimate secrets, Nina, shrinking inward, muscles spasming, Fabian, growing and throbbing. They bobbed together once more and Fabian erupted inside Nina, relinquishing his DNA.
He pulled himself off of her, collapsing to Nina's left as before. The pair panted but continued to beam, lying sprawled out next to each other. "Those Egyptians sure have a way of bringing us together don't they?" Nina joked, sending them both into a fit of laughter.
Fabian noticed the still full breakfast tray and immediately the rose jumped out at him. He grabbed it, ridding it of most of its stem, and tucked it behind Nina's ear, kissing her forehead. "Perfect," he told her.
"Merry Christmas," she replied, blushing.
"Merry Christmas," he repeated, still staring into her eyes for more than a few extra moments. "Hey what happened to Daisy?"
"I don't know but I'm guessing she got out of here a long time ago!" Nina noted lightheartedly, before pecking Fabian's cheek and sitting up to find her shirt. She figured one of them really did have to find the dog.
Well ta-da! I hope you enjoyed this and it wasn't too sucky (no pun intended); I had hoped it would be a little hotter but I was struggling because it's the first one, so oh well. You guys will have to let me know what you think. I was considering a shorter, AU Jeroy one-shot for New Years? I thought it would be comical to sort of do a one-night stand and I thought that Jeroy seemed like pretty much the only pair that would do that. So tell me your thoughts on this and my New Year's idea, plus other suggestions. I am trying to go by the timing of actual holidays though, so please no Fourth of July suggestions yet or anything! Thanks so much for reading:)