"I'm glad we get the weekend to ourselves," Raul Mendoza says, stretching out in Santos Escobar's large bed, enjoying how the silk sheets feel against his skin.
Santos sits up, leaning on his elbow, and smirks down at Raul. "As am I," he says, trailing his hand under the sheets and exploring Raul's bare skin with light, teasing touches. The last few months have been strange, between leaving NXT, Elektra Lopez deciding to stay, Zelina Vega joining them and on and on. "The benefits to holiday, Robert and Joaquin are busy doing their own things, which allows us this time."
"Yeah," Raul murmurs, grazing his nails up and down Esobar's side, watching his eyes flutter under the ministrations. "Feels like forever since it was just the two of us."
Escobar nods, leaning in to press kisses against Raul's chest, up his collar to his throat, which he trails over before claiming Raul's lips. "I hope you're fine with a low key Christmas such as this," he says. leaning back to frown slightly at the other man.
"Fine?" he echoes, laughing a little. "I'm fantastic, Santos, trust me. This is amazing." He hooks a leg around Escobar's hips and draws him closer, sighing as Escobar sprawls out over him, their shared kisses continuing, growing more intense and deep as time passes slowly, Raul gasping for breath against Escobar's mouth as they reluctantly part from each other. "This is already the best Christmas I've had in a long, long time."
Escobar smiles down at him, leaning in for another kiss. "I'm very, very glad," he says quietly, running his knuckle down Raul's jaw, observing how the soft lights flicker against Raul's skin. He's enamored with it, with the man sprawled out under him, with all of this. "I feel much the same, this was... a very good idea, and perhaps we can make it our annual tradition."
Raul grins up at him. "I'd love that."
"Then that's what we'll do," Escobar decides, brushing some strands of hair out of Raul's eyes and drawing him into another series of deep, languid kisses.