A/N: Merry Christmas Eve to everyone! I decided that since it is Christmas Eve in Stella and Kendall's world, that I would post this Christmas Eve in our time. So consider this a Christmas Eve present! I hope that you guys will still get around to review though, cause of course I love hearing from you :)
This story is now rated Mature, and if you aren't comfortable, there is limited Mature content in the first half, and full Mature content in the second half. You'll know when to skip parts if you don't feel comfortable reading.
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Chapter Six: Christmas Eve
"So why in the world are you dating my brother?"
Ten year old Katie Knight held nothing back at the Tregger's animated dinner table. She had been infatuated with the fact that Kendall had brought a girl here, nevertheless a girl who looked like she stepped right of the pages of a Victoria's Secret catalogue. She had been bugging the couple all night, and Stella had yet to fault to his mothers prying questions, and his sisters rude advances.
"Katie," her mother said sharply, directing her gaze from the piece of bread she was buttering to her daughter beside her, eyes angry. Katie shrugged and Stella gave a slight chuckle, her hand tightly clasped in Kendall's, resting on his thigh at the table. Luckily, Kendall was a lefty, Stella a righty. Just another sign they were meant for each other.
"So we're dating now?" Stella asked with a raised eyebrow and playful smirk geared at Kendall. Kendall bit his lower lip in a smile and took a deep breath, raising his eyebrows and then looking back at Stella.
"Maybe," he chuckled out. Stella looked at Katie and smiled. She could see the same, hard-headed stubbornness that ran through the Knight family. Even though Katie had big brown eyes, and darker brown hair, Stella could see the resemblance between the older brother and younger sister more and more as the night went on. The way they dove headfirst into conversations, their hand movements being so animated, and how their eyebrows could move into all fantastical shapes. Stella had always wondered what it would be like to have a sister or a brother.
"But why…him?" she said as if the word was laced with venom, her hands flailing out to Kendall. "I mean, you're so pretty Kacey," Katie said with the most honest expression Stella had ever seen. Luckily, she had been responding quite quickly to her new name the hour she had been here. Kendall scoffed at Katie and gave her an expression eyes squinted, eyebrows furrowed.
"Excuse me, Baby sister, but I'm right here," he exclaimed teasingly offended. Katie rolled her eyes and crossed her arms across her chest, sitting back in the chair.
"Your brother is a gentleman, Katie. And very sweet, and sensitive, and kind," Stella said, her gaze turning to Kendall's, a starry look in her eyes. "And adorable."
Katie let out a groan as Kim chuckled, looking down at her daughter's disgust of anything involving lovey-doveyness. Kendall smiled at Stella and didn't know what to think. In the past hour she had met his mom and was talking to his family, along with the Tregger's family, like she was some normal, rich girl living in this great, wealthy, luxurious house fifteen minutes away. No one would have guessed she was some runaway who ate cold, soggy cereal at night. And until he looked in her eyes for that split second, Kendall himself had forgotten as well.
As dinner was brought out by Jenny, and a few of her blood-related minions from the kitchen, the long table, at which the Knights and Stella were seated at the end, broke out in chatter, napkins folded onto laps, cups clinking, silverware in hand. It was a feast for a king. Turkey, fish, potatoes, gourmet pizzas, every vegetable you could fathom, bread, soup, salad. Everything you could ever want to eat on Christmas Eve sat on the long banquet table, all forty seven guests surrounding it and diving right into it.
Kendall, being the gentleman he was, had filled Stella's plate with a sumptuous feast first, then his own, as he finally sat back down at his designated spot on the table, his hand immediately falling into Stella's upon contact with the chair. As the two ate, ever so often laughing at one of Katie's witty remarks, or old stories from Mrs. Knight, their hands still remained tightly encased in one another under the table, resting on Kendall's thigh.
It was about halfway through the meal, when Kendall felt Stella's warm, delicate hand loosen in his. He seemed surprised, and as she took her hand away from his, it made his body ache a bit. The warm feeling of her body had totally vanished as she pushed her long, beautiful golden blonde hair back, Kendall frowning a bit. Stella quickly laughed at something Mrs. Knight had said, and then rightfully put her hand back on Kendall's thigh. He took a deep breath, realizing she had returned. He tightly encased his hand in hers again, giving it a small squeeze. It was then, Kendall again felt Stella wriggle her hand from his grasp, quite anxiously. He sighed, expecting the sudden loss to overcome his body with disappointment, but instead, her hand gently travelled up his thigh slowly. Kendall was a bit confused, using his left hand to slowly shovel a helping of corn between his lips, when Stella's hand moved even higher on his thigh. Kendall coughed loudly, choking on the corn a bit, as Mrs. Knight looked oddly at him, with an arched eyebrow.
"You okay?" she asked curiously. Kendall looked at Stella, who seemed totally oblivious to where her hand was. Kendall took a deep breath in and cleared his throat, looking at his mother with a nervous smile on his face.
"I'm great," he said nervously chuckling. Kim nodded and returned to eating, talking to Katie about something that had happened during the day as Kendall's gaze turned back to Stella. She continued not to look at him and ate peacefully, her hand remaining on his upper thigh tightly. Kendall swallowed hard, and rested his hand atop hers again, pushing it down a bit, as he went back to eating. Just what was Stella trying to do? Before he could even take the next helping of food into his mouth, Stella's hand had found its way to the inside of his thigh, as she rubbed soft circles into the fabric of his jeans. For the few seconds her hand rubbed against his inner thigh and up, was the most pleasurable feeling the boy had ever experienced, her fingers lightly tracing and massaging the outline of his member through his jeans. Kendall's entire body nearly jerked, his fork dropping on his plate with a loud clang, letting out a choking cough again, as Stella turned to him with a face that could nearly explode with laughter.
"Sweetheart is everything alright?" Kim asked her son concerned with an arched eyebrow, Katie looking at her brother like he had four heads. Kendall swallowed hard, his leg shaking, as Stella's hand returned to her lap and she turned to him, coy and innocent as could be.
"What's wrong?" Stella asked him innocently. Kendall looked at her with incredulous eyes, her smile and eyes full of one thing—lust. He had never seen that look in Stella's eyes, and he had no possible idea why she would even remotely think about touching him down there, in front of his family, his baby sister included, when she had just met them all. As much as Kendall was confused unto why she had done it, he knew he wanted it done again…and soon. The sudden surge of sexual energy between the two became mutual as they looked into each other's eyes. It was only a matter of time before kissing became dreary between them.
"I—I'll be right back," Kendall stumbled out nervously with wide green eyes, quickly getting up out of his seat, not even bothering to push it in, as he headed straight for the deck where he and Stella had met. As Kendall walked away from the lively chatter, he felt an aching below the belt, in which he was afraid to look down at. It may have only been a second or two that Stella had touched him, but it was more than he could handle. He quickly burst through the outside doors, needing to cool down, as he took a few deep breaths. He wandered the deck with his hand at his head, trying to gather his thoughts, as light snow flurries began to fall down on the already hardened snow. His eyes caught the forest in front of him, which was swaying with the wind, looking terrifying as ever. His cast his eyes away from it quickly, shaking his head as he leaned against the railing.
"Kendall Knight," he heard a soft voice say. He looked back and saw Stella, walking toward him in all her glory, with a dignified smirk on her face.
"What the hell was that?" Kendall asked breathlessly and in a low voice, a smile helplessly poking through on his face, trying his best to act somewhat angry at what had just went down. Stella chuckled a bit, entertained by his total discombobulation and moved closer to him, slipping her arms through his, his hands at his hips.
"I don't know, I was feeling adventurous, and I thought I'd give it a shot," Stella said casually, as if attempting a hand job at the dinner table was normal. Kendall let out a scoff of laughter, breathing heavily, puffs of steam coming out of his mouth as if he was some sort of motor boat.
"In front of my hosts? And my baby sister?" Kendall asked incredulously, still astonished that Stella would even try something like that. She looked at Kendall with heavy eyes and saw that his eyebrows had become a bit furrowed. He was actually a bit upset with her. She hadn't meant to upset him, or make him go berserk. She bit her lip and looked down, as the boy breathed heavily, one hand leaning on the railing, as if he had just run a mile race. She dropped her hands from his hips, and shrugged a bit embarrassed at her actions.
"I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking I-I just...I," Stella mumbled, looking downward, as unconfident as Kendall had ever seen her. It was then he realized he wasn't as much shocked that she had done that at dinner table, as much as he was to his own reaction. Not only was the way she barely touched him one of the most pleasurable experiences in his life, but it had made Kendall's mind boggle to the umpteenth degree, to the point where he had to hold himself back from letting her continue right there and then.
There was now a great deal of sexual tension between the two lovers, neither could deny. It would have to be taken care of somehow.
"It's alright, I'm sorry I just-I was caught off guard," Kendall said, trying to reiterate to Stella that he wasn't really mad at her, just a bit jumpy. Stella looked up in his eyes, with that same, lustful look again. Kendall could feel the sexual desire between them, something he hadn't really felt since the first night he had thought of her, and how he had pictured himself undressing her, his hands all over her smooth, tight skin. Kendall swallowed hard, and it took everything and anything he had not to grab Stella and whisk her away somewhere, so he could do just that.
"We…we should get back inside," Kendall said a bit nervously, trying to shake his head off the erotic thoughts of Stella he was having. Stella nodded as he went to grab her hand but stopped. He grinned at her, his face relaxing as she smiled up at him.
"Can I trust you with my hand?" he asked her jokingly. Stella pondered the thought playfully, and quickly encased her fingers around his, the sudden warmth filling both of their bodies, like a cup of hot chocolate on a bitter, cold day.
"Yes. You can trust me, Kendall Knight," Stella said with a smile and light chuckle.
It was nearly the end of dinner, and all forty-seven guests were around the table, sipping the last of their wine, crunching on the last of their soggy salads and buttering the last of their bread. Suddenly, a man at the far end of the table stood up, clinking his glass so the entire room could hear him. Everyone died down, Stella squeezing Kendall's hand tightly as all eyes went to the man by the head. He must've been a relative of the Tregger's, because he had the same blonde hair and blue eyes, although his build was a bit chubbier, and he looked like he was in his mid thirties.
"If I can have everyone's attention," the man said in a cheerful voice. He looked down at a raven haired woman beside him, who stood up with a large smile on her beautiful face, right hand covering left. She linked arms with the tall, built man as they exchanged knowing looks. The tall blonde cleared his throat and took a deep sigh, looking out over the crowd like the happiest man that could ever be.
"I want to first of all thank my wonderful sister Jenny, for having everyone over tonight, and cooking this amazing meal," he said, looking at Jenny with a smile. Jenny beamed up at her brother and chuckled, as he took a deep breath. "And, in the spirit of Christmas and Christmas Eve, I just want to make a joyful announcement," he said in a very anxious voice. He looked back at the raven beauty beside him, and then back out at the long table of forty seven, smiling widely.
"Me and Maria are getting married, and moving back to Thief Great Falls," he said loudly with a large smile on his face. As soon as the words erupted from his mouth, a loud chorus of screams, giggles and excitements came from the forty-seven, as older women Kendall had no idea of rushed up to the couple, giving them large kisses, and hugs. Jenny was near tears, as she ran up to her brother and gave him a wet kiss on the cheek, and hugged him tightly. She must've been excited that he was moving closer to her, and getting married to this beautiful black haired beauty, even though she'd definitely mess up the towhead complex of the Tregger family. The entire living space had been filled with clamor and yelps of excitement as Katie, Stella and Kendall remained seated, all looking at each other with youthful, misunderstanding eyes. It was only then that Kendall realized the seat in which Mrs. Knight had occupied had quickly become vacant, and that she hadn't been congratulating the couple. Kendall took a deep breath and painfully loosened his grip on Stella's hand, as he put two and two together.
"I'll be right back," he said, getting up from the chair with a saddened smile, leaning down and pecking her soft lips for the first time that night. Katie looked surprised at the kiss as Stella simply giggled into his lips as he pulled away, the lust not nearly fading off from either party.
Kendall walked into the kitchen where he saw his mother alone, leaning on the island, her head hung. Her red hair hung over her face, silent cries and whimpers coming from her. Kendall's heart nearly broke as he approached her gently, resting his hand on her back. She sniffled and flipped her head up, sensing someone's presence and when she saw it was her son, she quickly wiped her eyes with shaking hands.
"Mom, are you okay?" he asked her softly, his large hands going to her neck, rubbing it gently. Kim sniffled and wiped her eyes, swallowing hard, turning around and looking her son, now taller than her, in his green eyes. She bit her lip thin, and another tear cascaded out of her eye as she nodded.
"Yeah, I'm fine," she said weakly with a fake smile, not fooling anyone. Kendall looked into his mother's pained eyes and sighed. Every Christmas Eve, Kristopher Knight would tell Kendall and Katie the story of how he proposed to their mother on Christmas Eve, with a beautiful ring encased in the final ornament they had put on their new tree. It had been the first tree they had decorated together, and called theirs in their new apartment. The story was told every year, and even though Kendall pretended not to listen in his older years, he was always all ears. Any story about the true love his parents shared he could listen to over and over again. This year would be the first year the story wouldn't be told.
Kendall engulfed his mother in a big hug, his strong arms around her small, petite frame, rubbing her back gently, and kissing her hair.
"I miss him so much, Mom," Kendall whispered out, his voice a bit shaky. He parted from his mother who had tear marks down her face to her chin. "But it's alright to cry," he said swallowing hard, his face curling up into a sympathetic smile. Kim smiled and leaned up to kiss her son's stubbly cheek before letting out a big sigh.
Kendall gently put Stella's torn and tattered coat on to her shoulders, as Kim stood at the door, ready to see her son and his date out for the night. Kendall quickly pulled on his own jacket and hat, as Stella buttoned her worn down coat, trying her best to conceal its obvious tatter.
"Well, it was so nice to meet you, Kacey," his mother said in her sweetest, most polite voice. She reached out her arms, and embraced Stella with a squeeze, the blonde girl surprised at the contact. Stella chuckled politely and smiled.
"It was so nice to meet you too, Mrs. Knight. And make sure to tell Mrs. Tregger that everything was wonderful. Thank you for having me," she recited politely with an angelic smile. Kim smiled and bit her lip as Kendall snuck his arm around Stella's waist.
"Ready to go, Kace?" Kendall said, emphasis on the nickname. Stella looked up at him and nodded as he held her close as he could to him. Kendall looked back at his mother and smiled.
"We're just going to walk. It's too icy to drive anyway," Kendall said with a smile. His mothers face immediately tensed up a bit at the change of plans and Stella noticed this.
"It's just down the road, Mrs. Knight. And I'll make sure to remind your son to call when we arrive," she said, looking up at Kendall with a gleam in her eye. Kendall chuckled and bit his lip as his mother looked at the perfect couple in front of them. She hadn't seen Kendall this happy in forever. It nearly made her heart burst.
"Okay. But 12:00 curfew, Kendall. I'm not kidding around. I'll be waiting up," Kim said with a motherly tone of voice. Kendall nodded as she leaned in, smothering her sons face with her hands, and kissing his cheek lovingly. Kendall's heart dropped a bit, realizing the fact that he was leaving his mother on Christmas, but with the other forty-seven, he knew she would be fine.
"I love you, Mom," Kendall whispered with a smile. Kim smiled back at her son as he opened the door, the cold wind entering the warm house.
"Merry Christmas, Kacey," she said to the young blonde whose waist was held by her son's arms.
"Merry Christmas, Mrs. Knight," Stella said lightly, her smile wide and white. The two exchanged nods, as Kim held the door open for them and they walked out into the now heavier snow.
"I thought we were going to your house to stargaze, Kacey?" Kendall asked chuckling, as Stella pulled him through the snow towards the forest.
"My name is Stella, Kendall Knight. And change of plans," she said cleverly, as she pulled him through the white wall of wonder, which was really starting to pick up. Kendall looked up at the towering, black, dark forest in front him. He swallowed hard as Stella dragged him closer and closer to it, his heart racing. He resisted her, looking up at the enormous, towering trees in front of him, as Stella turned around to him. The snow and wind made it bit hard to see each other from even just a few feet away.
"What are you doing?" Stella asked him confused. Kendall stayed still, his green eyes looking up at the swaying trees, which did some type of Death dance in Kendall's eyes. He took a step back and licked his lips as Stella gazed upwards, trying to see what he was looking at.
"What?" she asked confused, her gaze going from him to the sky, then back to him. Kendall locked eyes with her and started taking a few deep breaths. He was not going to go into this forest, he couldn't. He just couldn't.
"Stella, I-I can't go in there," Kendall chuckled in doubt, backing up even more, taking a deep breath. He closed his eyes and tried to block out the scary images of the trees dancing, and running through the forest the night of his father's death. It all came running back to him; the cold air on his skin, the desperation in his cries, the cut on his face. And suddenly, everything went away…with the simple touch of Stella's warm hand.
"Hey," she said softly, standing close to him, squeezing it tightly. Kendall opened his eyes to see Stella's blue ones staring back at him warmly, and lustfully like they had been all day. Stella touched his face softly, and smiled.
"You're with me, Kendall Knight. Remember that," she said softly. Kendall nodded as she took his hand again, and began to lead him in the forest. He looked up at all the trees as he took a few steps in. Stella's warm hand in Kendall's created such a good feeling throughout his body, something almost magical as he kept his eyes straight as she led him through the dark forest. About five minutes in, the two came to a clearing, in which there was a small, distressed cabin made of wood. Kendall looked at it peculiarly and then back at Stella who stared at it, with solemn eyes. She turned to him and bit her lip gently.
"This is where I used to live."
Kendall cuddled up to Stella, holding her warm body tightly between his legs in the small lit tiny cabin she had called home for so long. Words weren't said as they cuddled by the heat of the candles, space heater, matches and blankets she had stored here earlier in the day.
"This is nice," Kendall said quietly into her blonde hair, his arms fastening tighter around her small, delicate torso, as she pulled up the blanket to them more. She nodded and sighed, leaning back on Kendall's chest as he kissed her cheek gently, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Before I scored that mansion, and used to live out here, I could see the stars so well," she said chuckling along with him. "But now, even though I have somewhere nicer to sleep, I come out here a lot. You can see them so close here from the roof of the cabin. It's so beautiful," she said quietly, entangling Kendall's fingers with her own under the blanket she had stored. Kendall sighed and hugged her closer to him, not wanting to let go, as the much desired heat began to fill the small space they occupied. "That's why I wanted to take you here. I just didn't think the snow would be so heavy," she said disappointed.
"It's alright. Another day," Kendall whispered into her ear gently, kissing her cheek. Stella smiled widely and nodded, the two so entrapped in the few moments they had together, reality didn't matter. Kendall could tell the cabin had some affect on her, as she was a bit quieter than he had known her to be. He could only imagine the hard times she had faced out here alone, freezing and scared in the forest that plagued his fearful mind. He didn't want to be scared anymore. There was nothing to be scared of right now. Not with Stella.
"Kendall Knight, do you really love me?" she asked quietly, her eyes looking straight out in front of her in the aglow cabin. Kendall didn't even have to think as he held her close to his body, hugging her as tight as he possibly could without breaking her. The response came naturally, as anything Kendall had ever said in his life.
"Of course I love you, Stella," he said softly, his heart beating with each word. It was true. He was in love. He didn't care if it was right, or if it was too fast, or if it was stupid. He knew what he felt. And it was definitely love. It wasn't even that he desired Stella, and wanted her. He physically needed her presence, her warmth her smile, and her mind, Stella swallowed hard, her voice becoming a bit weak as she stay still in his arms.
"Are you really sure?" she asked turning to face him, her fingers rubbing through his like a light silk. Kendall sighed and smiled, kissing her cheek gently. He gently brushed the hair from her ear with his free hand and kissed around her ear lobe, his lips soft on her white skin. It was then Kendall realized how crazy all of this was. He had met Stella only three days ago, and here they were, in her spot, about to be each other's first times. For anyone else, it might've been crazy—but for Kendall, it couldn't have felt more right, and meant to be.
"Do you love the stars, Stella?" he asked her with a whisper. Stella nodded with a smile on her face, fastening her hands around Kendall's neck. He smiled at her gently, his hand pushing the stray blonde hair from her flush cheek.
"Well, you are my sky, and all my stars," Kendall said just above a whisper. Stella's heart nearly melted, as she leaned her forehead against his, their eyes connected, their bodies close.
"That was incredibly clichéd," she said in a whisper, brushing her lips against his. "But I guess I'll have to take it," she whispered softly, looking into his eyes lustfully. She could still barely believe she had gotten so lucky.
Stella slowly took Kendall's soft, warm hands from under the blanket and placed them at her lips, giving him soft kisses up and down his fingers. All was silent as he looked at her. Her gentle pink lips were softly kissing and gently suckling the tips of his fingers slowly and tenderly, her delicate tongue slowly tracing her lips path, making sure every inch, of every finger had been covered with sweet, light kisses.
Kendall smiled at her widely, biting his lower lip with excitement and a bit of confusion. Stella, taking her lips away from his fingers skillfully, slowly took Kendall's hand from her mouth and placed it right on her ribcage, directly under her left breast. She had a sly grin on her face as she looked into Kendall's green eyes that shone with anticipation, and wonder of her body. This was it. All this pent up sexual energy about to shamelessly be released. Stella moved up to his face even more, smiling sweetly as Kendall's hand stayed put, forcing himself with all the willpower in the world not to move it until Stella gave him the go ahead.
"Touch me, Kendall Knight," she whispered to his lips with a sly smile. Kendall smiled widely his hand reaching up to grab at her breast, as his mouth fell on hers immediately. The kiss—which had no time to be tender—immediately became animalistic, as Kendall without subtleness slipped his thirsting tongue into Stella's warm mouth, not letting her even have a chance against him. His hand could barely fully feel her form through her sweater, frustrating him as he slowly hit the blanket off of them. Their lips smacked as their tongues danced together, conditioned to another by now, Kendall's hands at the hem of her sweater. This is what he had been thinking of the first night he met her. This is what he had been thinking of at dinner. And now, it was finally becoming a reality. Nothing could hold them back anymore. The stars in the sky would get to witness the beautiful union of two battered lovers, finally regaining the passion they had lost in life.
The two parted for a quick second, as Stella helped Kendall strip her of her sweater desperately, placing it beside them, revealing her stark white strapless bra. One hand went to her face, cupping her cheek and holding her to him, as his lips opened on hers again, their tongues entwining passionately. Stella moved closer to Kendall, pressing her chest against his, wrapping her legs around his seated waist. She grinded her hips against his, tugging on his tie slightly, feeling the bulge in his jeans grow larger, and firmer. Kendall leaned back against the wall of the small cabin, as Stella hovered over him a bit, her freely falling blonde hair tickling his neck, his hand moving up to the clasp of her bra.
"Get it off," she said short of breath, disconnecting her lips from Kendall's for a moment. He captured her lips again as he quickly maneuvered his hands to unlatch the back of her bra. In seconds, it had fallen to the ground, as Kendall's hands slowly and methodically traced down her back, as if her spine was the keys of a piano. He parted from her for a second, taking in the sight of Stella's beautiful, and topless body in the candlelight. There was still a bit of chill from the draft of the cabin, so her breasts sat tight and firm. Kendall could feel the intense pulsating of his member down below as he ran his hands down Stella's soft, bare curves. Stella smiled at him, not even the slightest bit embarrassed, leaning into kiss his neck, his hands roaming her back.
"Like what you see?" she asked flirtily against the skin of his neck, biting down on his pulse point, nipping with her teeth, her soft lips creating a juxtaposition of demeanor to the tender spot. Kendall had thought this would feel be good, but never this good.
"Fuck yes," Kendall said chuckling, eyes closed, his head laid back against the wall of the cabin, his breathing heavy. Stella giggled and nipped and sucked at his neck ravenously as he swallowed hard, his lower half starting to sweetly ache with pleasure. Kendall placed a light trail of kisses on her shoulder as his hand moved up to her right breast. He cupped it gently, and began to slowly rub his thumb in circles across it, kneading the warm skin to her delight. Stella instantly stopped her kisses on Kendall's neck, and let out a small groan, as he grazed across the center, the heat from his fingertips causing near burn marks on her delicate white skin. Kendall could tell she enjoyed it, as he arched his head down a bit and gradually began to suckle her chest. It nearly gave the blonde girl the chills, as Kendall slowly and succulently kissed her rounded breast, his soft, wet lips occasionally nipping on the tight skin. Stella held Kendall's neck to her body with one hand, stroking the nape of his neck as she sighed in pleasure.
"You're good at this," she said in one shaky breath, leaning her head back a bit. Kendall smiled with a surge of sexual confidence continued, his lips smacking against her breast as she bit her lip white from the feeling. Kendall pulled away from her breast slowly as she tugged at his shirt and tie playfully.
"Get this off too," she said breathing heavily with a smile. Kendall nodded and quickly disposed of his plaid over shirt and loosened black tie, throwing it next to him as Stella immediately brought her hands to his neck, and trailed his smooth skin down his powerful arms, taking in his entire, muscular body.
"Hockey does you wonders, Kendall Knight," Stella said breathing heavily, leaning into kiss him again. He chuckled as he kissed her passionately, his hands groping the warm skin on her thighs, her legs still wrapped around his waist, both sitting against the wall of the cabin. Stella's hands moved to his abdomen and slid down to his jeans, where she skillfully unbuttoned them, moving her body back onto his thighs. She pulled his jeans down a bit, Kendall breathing heavily as she smiled at his excitement. Stella got up from sitting, and pulled his jeans down his legs quickly, as Kendall chuckled in awe. She then took her rightful spot on his thighs, her hands immediately going to the rigid bulge in his boxers, palming it through the thin black fabric skillfully.
"That feels sooooo fuckin' good," Kendall moaned gruffly under his breath, as Stella stroked his achy appendage, sending shivers through his spine to the nape of his neck. He could now fully feel the amazing pleasure her hand had attempted to cause at dinner, with no strings attached. He slowly closed the gap between him and Stella, not being able to stop himself, his lips rubbing up against hers like magic as she slid her hand into the warm heat of his boxers. Stella quickly surrounded his hardened length with her hand, and began to forcefully pump him from base to tip, his senses overloading. "Ste-llaaaa," he groaned in a husky whisper, against her lips, his hips bucking forward a bit. His head was leaned back against the cabin as she placed soft, wet kisses on his vibrating throat.
"I better not be the only one with no pants on," Kendall mumbled jokingly, licking his lips and breathing heavily. Stella chuckled and slowly went to her jeans, and began to unbutton them. She got up from his lap, and slowly slid them down her long, Amazon legs, white and creamy as could be. She sat back down on his lap, legs spread as she wrapped her hands around his neck.
Stella kissed Kendall with all the fervor she had left in her, as Kendall's hand brushed against the waist line of her underwear. Without any hesitation, he slowly slid his hand against her skin into the warm confines, reaching his destination. He began to harshly rub her, as Stella closed her eyes tightly, breaking her kiss from Kendall. She hung her head as he concentrated on his hands movements, making sure to pay special attention to certain spots. She thrust into his touch subconsciously, her hips bucking up a bit, as she sighed deeply, her head hung as he moved to her neck, sucking on her skin ravenously.
"Mmgh", she moaned out, her hips involuntarily bucking with each pass of his fingers.
His fingers navigated craftily, as she let out a soft moan into Kendall's lips, him letting out a grunt of sheer pleasure. She thrust into his touch even more, her hips moving faster, hanging her head and panting heavily as Kendall softly kissed her face.
"Does it feel good, Stel?" he asked her anxiously, between heavy breaths, rubbing even harder. She held onto his neck and let out another moan as his fingers moved even faster, near pushing her to her edge.
"It-it feels…fuckin' amazing," she said lowly, between heavy breaths, eyes closed from pure ecstasy. No one had ever made Stella feel this way, and now, she couldn't imagine how she had managed to stay so controlled with Kendall the past few days. Kendall applied even more pressure, his fingers nearly slipping inside her as Stella began to squirm on his lap, feeling the tight pressure melding into a ball at the pit of her stomach.
"Ohhhhh…please," Stella breathed heavily and strained, her hips wriggling a bit. She had lost control. And Kendall wasn't too far behind. He swallowed hard, his breaths heavy, his mind set solely on pleasuring the beautiful girl atop him.
"Faster?" he asked breathlessly, ready to oblige to her request at the simplest notion of 'yes'.
"No—no. Please, stop for a second," she said a bit confused, as she stopped her hips movements. Kendall awkwardly slid his hand from her; placing both hands on her hips as she breathed heavily, face down. Kendall bit his lip a bit worried. He didn't know if he had come on too strong, or maybe moved too fast. Stella took a deep breath out, her hands at his neck, and leaned her forehead against his.
She licked her lips and breathed heavily, trying to get her thoughts in order, as she looked up into his eyes.
It came out of her mouth as natural as anything would.
"I love you, Kendall," she said quietly and softly.
It was the first time since they met she hadn't had the sense, and witty willpower to use both of his names.
She was in love…for the first time, she acknowledged love.
Kendall's smile grew miles wide, as he rested his hands at her hips. He leaned in and chastely kissed her lips, putting every small notion of love into the kiss he possibly could. When they parted, he took her head in his hands, breathing heavily, and bit his bottom lip, holding back a mile wide grin.
"I love you too, Stella," he said, stroking her cheek gently. Stella leaned in again, kissing him feverishly, as she rested his hands on her bare white thighs forcibly, her hands over his.
He gently fastened his grip under her thighs, her thin, damp underwear against his stiffened excitement as he stood up and brought her to the pile of blankets near the heater. Sweat had begun to drip from both of the napes of their necks as Kendall slowly lowered himself on top of Stella, resting on his forearms, her legs wrapped around his frame. Kendall gently loosened her legs, looking into those blue eyes as he placed a light kiss on her nose, then her lips, and then began to kiss her neck. He places a few chaste kisses on her breastbone, and as he moved down, they became wetter, and longer, his lips rubbing against her shimmering white skin. Stella squirmed a bit, and arched her back with each kiss. He finally got to her navel and proceeded to keep going downward, as he gently peeled her underwear back past her legs, revealing her entire, beautiful, naked body.
Kendall pulled them down her legs and then looked at how beautiful she was laying there, in the candlelight, totally exposed and vulnerable. Kendall smiled as he came over her and swiftly began kissing her lips, his tongue roaming her mouth. Stella pushed her totally naked body against his, which made Kendall nearly jerk out of his skin, her fingers tracing down the contours of his chest, to his hip bones, which she followed to his boxer line. She quickly tugged on his boxers, both letting out a chuckle, and in a swift motion made them fall to his knees, as he kicked them off the rest of the way.
Stella and Kendall both looked at each other in the eyes, not even caring about each other's bodies. It didn't matter anymore. There was no embarrassment. There was no fear. This was meant to happen. And soon, they would be one. He smiled at her widely, knowing he was about to make love to the most beautiful, and perfect girl he had never known. He could never imagine doing this with anybody else.
"Take me away from all of this, Kendall," Stella whispered softly, her eyes filled with the strongest desire of escape he had ever seen. Kendall nodded, his heart fluttering in his chest as he slowly parted her legs, bending her right one up. Stella reached up to kiss him as he pressed himself against her inner thigh, just waiting for the right moment. Their tongues softly entangled, Stella laced her fingers through Kendall's soft hair as he cautiously began to navigate himself inside her. Kendall looked in Stella's gorgeous blue eyes a bit nervous. He knew this was going to hurt her, and that's the last thing he wanted.
"It's gonna hurt a bit," he said upsettingly, his hand touching her soft golden hair, as she leaned up kissing his lips again, sending a firework to his brain.
"I know. And I don't care," she whispered with a smug smile, as their lips smacked gently. Kendall slowly continued to slide himself into her, and suddenly thrust his hips against hers, as she took in his entire length. She moaned in a bit of pain, breaking their kiss, her head down, trying to forget about it and just concentrate on Kendall's sweet face.
"Jesus, you're big," she whispered out, a small smile gracing her face, her eyes still tightly closed, feeling the sting and discomfort she knew would pass.
"Sorry," Kendall said proudly, chuckling a bit, still trying to fathom the fact that he was inside Stella. He brought his lips and kissed her forehead gently, her body shaking the tiniest bit.
"No, don't apologize. Please," Stella chuckled softly, eyes still tightly closed. Kendall swept his head to her lips, kissing them easily and slowly, letting her know everything was going to be alright, as her fingers laced more and more tightly in his hair, the pain starting to fade away.
Kendall shifted a bit, the feeling of being inside Stella's tight body more than overwhelming for him, as she swallowed hard looking up into his eyes. She nodded as he slowly pulled out of her, and then forcibly thrust in her again, as she let out a small yelp of pain, and squeezed Kendall's hand tightly. He was nearly taken over by the scent of her skin, and its touch as he planted a wet kiss to her neck, his lips suckling her pulse point, Stella playing with the frayed locks of hair at his neck. He went to her ear and kissed it gently as he again pulled out, and slammed back into her, this time with more force. Stella sighed out loud, the pain starting to subside, and the pleasure setting in as Kendall picked up his rhythm quickly. Stella raised her body to Kendall's ever so often, as the two lovers groped at each others' skin, moaned into each other's lips, and thrust into each other's hips.
"Tell me…you love me, Kendall," Stella pleaded, short of breath, in Kendall's ear, nipping on the edge of it. Kendall swallowed hard, still bucking his hips as his hand traveled down Stella's naked body, holding her white thighs tightly against his lower half. His shaggy hair hung over his shining green eyes as he looked in her crystal blue ones.
"I love you, Stella," he said panting, and swallowing. "I love you…so…fucking much," Kendall mustered out between pants, his voice strained as he began to feel her warm inner body close in on him. He breathed heavily as he moved his hips faster, Stella grabbing on to his neck, as their wild kisses turned soft, and slow, their tongues slowly lapping at each other. Kendall's thrusts became slower, as Stella's thighs trembled, her insides tightening up quicker and quicker.
"Kendall," she moaned out between heavy breaths, and lip smacks, her fingers clawing his humid back. He kissed her passionately as his body began to tremble, signaling his oncoming release. Stella had reached her height as her inner body constricted tightly against Kendall's rigidness. She grabbed onto his hair tightly and nuzzled her face in his strong, sweaty neck as she came hard. She moaned loudly as Kendall followed suit, biting his lip white and letting out a husky tight lipped moan, his nose nuzzling Stella's face breathlessly, as they rode out the rest of their orgasms.
Both lovers breathing heavily looked into each other's eyes, smiling widely and breathlessly. Kendall leaned down to soothingly kiss Stella's pink, soft lips, chastely as he pulled out of her gently. He quickly rolled next to her, leaning on his arm, looking into her eyes as Stella smiled at him brightly, her face aglow with happiness. Kendall leaned in kissing her again, brushing his hand across her cheek.
"You're better in bed than you look, Kendall Knight," Stella said slyly, regaining her control, her wittiness and her breath. Kendall chuckled and leaned into her again, kissing her lips, his heart pounding.
"I could say the same for you," he shot back breathlessly at her with a sly smile. Stella sighed and nuzzled into the blankets with a smile on her face, as Kendall just stared at her. Stella sat up looked around for her top, but couldn't find it as she picked up Kendall's from the floor with no hesitation, and slid it on. Kendall watched in amazement as Stella's golden locks of hair flipped and hung so loosely against the dark pattern of his plaid, as she buttoned it up carefully. She sighed and looked at him, who had a shocked, yet totally lustful expression on his face.
"What?" she asked confused, taking in the scent of his cologne from the shirt. Kendall chuckled and ran his hand through his hair, taking a deep breath out.
"Just—seeing you in my shirt after what just happened…it just—it makes me want to do it all over again," Kendall chuckled, looking up and down from Stella's messy, sex hair to how her legs folded under her naked body, to how his shirt hung on her small frame. She chuckled and crawled over to where he lay, leaning down to his lips.
"Well what's stopping you?" she asked with an arched eyebrow. Kendall chuckled and raised his eyebrows knowingly, his dimples in full force.
"The laws of physics, my darling," he said chuckling, motioning to his covered bottom half. Stella chuckled and leaned in, kissing his lips fearlessly.
"So we'll need a rain check for round two?" she asked, in a play disappointment, acting sexy as ever. Kendall chuckled and nodded, his hand going up to her face, his thumb across her cheek, slowly stroking the soft skin there.
"You better believe it, gorgeous," he said smiling brightly. Stella looked down at her hands and blushed a deep crimson. No one had ever called her gorgeous before. It was something she wasn't used to at all. Not even the slightest bit. Being a runaway, she hadn't had much interaction with guys, nevertheless ones who claimed to love her. She looked up at Kendall with heavy, almost sad blue eyes, taking a deep breath.
Kendall smiled at her. "So…you love me?" he asked her quite smugly, as she leaned over to him, their noses touching. Stella swallowed hard and nodded, looking up into Kendall's eyes.
"Do you think I'm crazy?" she asked in a whisper. Kendall leaned down to peck her lips gently, and pulled away with a smile that lit up the small, heated cabin.
"Not at all," he stated simply, the sincerity in both of their eyes hanging in the air, and space above them. You could tell there was love in the room.
"Do you think I'm crazy?" asked Kendall, retorting the question playfully. The blondes face immediately curled up into a smile and she nodded.
"Yes. Crazy for loving someone like me," Stella said softly, her eyes avoiding Kendall's for a few a seconds. Kendall tipped up her chin delicately, and leaned in, placing soft kisses down her neck, over her pulse point as she sighed gently.
"If anyone is crazy, it's both of us for not having sex earlier," Kendall said chuckling against her white skin, as Stella giggled.
"We've only known each other for three days, Kendall Knight. How much earlier did you want this to happen?" she asked softly and playfully. Kendall pulled her in closer to him, his hand going under his shirt she wore, pulling her into him by the backs of her thighs, still completely bare and smooth. He ran his hands down the back of her thighs to her knee, while looking her in the eyes.
"I don't know. All I know is that I love you," Kendall whispered true to her lips, kissing them gently. Stella smiled and leaned in to kiss him again, his hand roaming her lower back, pushing her into his naked body even more.
Kendall parted from her and studied her beautiful, freckly, blonde face.
He didn't believe what he had just done, but truthfully, it would've happened inevitably. He had just made love to the girl he felt was his soul mate, and the electricity that coursed through Kendall's body before it, during it and after it, felt like it would never cease. It was an amazing feeling. It was a right feeling. He had never felt so good in his life, as he did when making love to Stella. Nothing would ever top it.
"Merry Christmas Eve, Stella," Kendall said sweetly, almost forgetting what day it was. Stella smiled, her entire face lighting up tenfold.
"Merry Christmas Eve, Kendall Knight," she whispered back.
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