So I actually started this prompt last Christmas, but because I was having computer troubles I had to postpone it. But a year later and of course I'm still shipping Reyux, so here we are! I wanted something a little more lighthearted than pretty much everything else I've been writing lately, and hopefully you all enjoy! Merry Christmas! Or Life Day, or whatever you celebrate-Happy Holidays!

Unwrapping Gifts

She couldn't walk into any room without him hearing her coming down the hall. Sometimes Rey wondered if he had super-hearing; honestly, it'd explain a lot. So she made herself comfortable on the bed, shivering despite the fact that the heater was on, and a few candles lit for the scent, the ambiance.

"Tage? Could you come in here?" she called, propping her head up.

He'd probably tell her this pose was ridiculous.

That smirk was unmistakable. Hux leaned against the doorframe, fishing his phone out of his pocket. "That pose is ridiculous," he said, pointing the camera at her.

"Don't you dare!" Rey cried, yet she still chuckled, leaping up to stop him from snapping such an embarrassing shot. She quickly yanked the phone out of his hands and placed it atop her dresser.

Raising a brow, Hux glanced over Rey's shoulder to sneak a peek at just what she was wearing. "I thought my ears were deceiving me, but lo and behold: jingle bell ruffled panties. I've seen it all."

Leave it to him to make her blush, and not due to any sort of pleasure! Rey pursed her lips and slapped him playfully on the shoulder, before looping her arms around his neck. "It's Christmas Eve. I thought you might want to unwrap your gift now."

"Not much to unwrap, now, is there?" Hux took another gaze, noting that she was only wearing the panties. His hands moved from her shoulder blades, down her back, and to her ass, playing with the bells. "I'm not even sure I want to take them off. Now imagine that, every time I thrust, you hear this." The bells tinkled again, and Rey hid her blush against Hux's chest.

"I might as well change—you're really starting to take me out of the mood," Rey warned, but she thoroughly meant it. Sure, at this point she was used to most of Hux's teasing, but she'd genuinely been embarrassed by making the purchase in the first place at Victoria's Secret, and had still gone out on a whim to see if Hux liked it. Obviously he didn't.

"Hold it there a moment." Hux pulled her in closer, kneading her through the fabric. Damn it, whenever he did this, she couldn't help that sigh she gave, her head lolling back slightly to expose her neck… He finally leaned in and kissed just behind her ear, and that proved to be the catalyst that made Rey smile. "I would never deny such an… enticing gift."

When he moved his lips to hers, Rey hummed contently and pulled him by the collar toward the bed, each moment flying by as the kisses became more passionate, clashing lips and tongues. Every once in a while she'd feel him nibble her bottom lip, teasing her. She loved it all—God, she loved it all—especially when she pulled him atop her on the bed and his hands roamed all over her skin, taking control, their banter forgotten when his fingers grazed down to her breast and pinched her nipple, making her cry out for him. His hands and fingers had this rhythm, this way of just knowing her body so effortlessly that he could bring her to the peak of pleasure with only a few touches.

Rey wanted to rip his clothes off as her overeager fingers tangled in buttons, but remembered his vehement stare the one time she tried it, that time they couldn't wait after dinner. With a sigh, she finally finished undoing the last button and tossed the offending article off the bed. As she rolled her hips against his, that want becoming stronger, she could feel his burgeoning hardness against her thigh. Usually he'd be kissing down her chest, trying to bury his face in between her legs, but she nudged until she switched their positions, so she could straddle him.

"Something tells me you have a plan," he uttered, reaching over to grab her ass again.

Humming, Rey nodded and ground her hips this time, watching his lips part as he tried to suppress a moan threatening to escape. "Maybe I do," she said, teasing further as she arched her back, running her hands down her own chest. She couldn't help but smile from how comical it was to hear those bells as she moved, as Hux even started to play along and ruffle the bells even more.

With that, she moved to kiss her way down his chest, taking in his shallow breathing, how he always tried to bite back his moans because he was always embarrassed of them. She couldn't undo his pants fast enough, anxious fingers again scrambling with the button on his jeans. "Is that a candy cane in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" she joked.

"That's not—" Hux started, but paused once Rey finally shimmied his jeans off.

"Oh." Rey stared, taking it all in: the lingerie he just happened to be wearing hardly covered his already half-hard cock. It looked like a green and red monstrosity that contained even less fabric than what she had on! So, of course, she bit back a laugh. "I was kidding about the line, but you were actually kind of serious. And you… you laughed at me!"

Rey chuckled as she playfully tapped his chest, which started to turn red from embarrassment. "All right… so I figured you would have this in mind. Is it… killing the mood for you at all?" Hux looked up at her with such desperate, wide green eyes, silently asking for forgiveness, like he sort of regretted teasing her when he walked into the room.

"No, not at all." She chuckled again, leaning down for a quick kiss. "I'm just surprised we both went to holiday garb for… this." One hand darted up to stroke his reddened cheek; the other reached down to grasp him through his undergarments, starting to bring him to full hardness.

"For…intercourse?" Hux uttered, starting to roll his hips up into her hand.

"Sex, my darling Tage." Smirking, Rey rolled down his underwear to expose him, hard and ready for her. "I love you, but you have to be able to soon be comfortable with the word."

Rey leaned down and licked him from base to tip with a hum, shifting her hips so her panties made that lovely chime of bells. She almost smirked as she quickly took him in her mouth, remembering the first time she'd worked up the nerve to go down on him.

The taste had made her nervous, as did the fact that his was the first (and only) cock she'd ever seen. She wasn't sure if he was big or small, but he must be something if she felt the tip at the back of her throat. Rey remembered taking deep breaths as she so easily slid him in her mouth, down, down, until her nose made contact with his abdomen without a problem.

"You… you're comfortable like that?" he'd squeaked, his breathing so shallow, so pleased with whatever she was doing.

Not that she could answer, but that was one way to figure out she didn't have a gag reflex.

And Hux surely didn't take such a gift for granted, always letting Rey go at her own pace as she worked on him, his hand bracing the back of her head gently, guiding her with long fingers threading through her hair. His other hand remained on his lips, and Rey knew she'd see teeth marks there soon enough—this was a man so self-conscious that the sound of his own wonderful voice turned him off.

Surely enough, she eventually heard those muffled groans as she worked on him, her pace slow, rhythmic. He started to thrust a bit, and she took it with a hum of her own, already so turned on by Hux finally losing himself. The second her fingers grazed his balls, though, he started to ease her up. "Alright, alright…" he uttered, chest heaving. "Anymore and I'm out of commission before the real fun begins."

"Oh, really?" Rey smirked, licking her lips. Straddling him, she moved up his body, unable to keep the smirk up as she could hear those stupid little bells jingle every time she swayed. And when she kissed him, he didn't make a single comment about the taste, at least comfortable enough with himself to respond passionately. She could feel his hips move involuntarily against hers, begging, in his own way, for more.

"Merry Christmas." Rey pressed her forehead to Hux's as she reached down and pulled the panties aside to expose herself. She sank onto him, eyes shut for a moment as she filled herself up with him. No way in hell could she have asked for a better Christmas present, of being surrounded inside and out with her lover, the perfect man for her.

And as they moved, joined, they both occasionally chuckled at the sound of her stupid, wonderful jingle bell lingerie, ringing rhythmically with each thrust.

I'm thinking about exploring more into this HC that Rey has no gag reflex; would anyone else want to read that? And of course if there's a prompt you'd like to see me write, you can always suggest it to me and I'll see if it's either on my list, or I'll add it! As always, comments and reviews are appreciated. For Christmas?