This was one of two Christmas fics I wrote this year, and I will upload the other for anyone who wants to read! It is a part of my other series Every Melody is a Memory.

I also will be travelling and going back to school in the next few weeks, but I promise to write so I can upload when I am back!

I will add the NSFW warning on this, so this is NSFW, but enjoy!

"Erin!" Kim half-yelled, half-whined to he best friend.

"Yeah?" Erin called back from her place in the bathroom.

"Are you almost ready?"

"Kim, I've been ready, you've been the one taking so long."

There was a silence that fell in the apartment until Kim called back.

"Well I am ready now!"

Erin laughed as she turned off the curling wand she was using. She had been putting on the final touches of her hair and make-up while waiting on Kim with hopes to not make her friend feel bad. One last look in the mirror and she quite liked her outfit. She was skeptical at first, because Kim had all but forced her to wear it, but Erin had to admit she looked good. She had gone against the idea of wearing white to her own bachelorette party because when did she ever follow tradition? Plus, she was far from an innocent woman, especially when it came to her fiancé.

"Damn, I did good," Kim said as she popped her head into the bathroom.

"Yes, you did, I'll give you the win," Erin chuckled, taking one more look in the mirror.

"Come on, let's not keep the girls waiting."

Erin followed her friend out into the living room, grabbing her bag and her shoes before slipping them on. The black heels were very nice, with straps all over and buckling along her foot.

"Here, I'll give you a break," Kim said, tossing Erin a jacket. The black leather felt cool in her hands, and Erin had to admit she loved it even more. At first, she was unsure how this would turn out, giving Kim free reign as her maid of honor with planning her bachelorette, but the evening was already looking good.

"Where are we starting?" Erin asked, slipping the leather jacket on.

"Molly's, of course," Kim replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Gabby got Hermann and Otis to close it down for a while for some presents before heading out for a little extra fun. Everyone is meeting there."

"What kind of "extra fun"?" Erin asked.

"You'll see," Kim replied, throwing her friend a wink. "Let's go!"

They were met with the brisk December air as they stepped outside.

"Kim, how are you not cold?" Erin asked, pulling her jacket tighter as the walked towards the cab Kim had called.

"I'm used to it," she responded, opening the door. "Besides, we aren't going to go a lot of places tonight."

"Ugh okay," she replied, sliding into the cab as Kim gave the driver the address for Molly's.

"Trust me, it's gonna be a great night," Kim said.

"Surprise!"

Erin nearly jumped as they walked into Molly's, but soon relaxed when she saw several familiar faces looking back at her. The laugh that left her was full and happy, which is exactly what she felt when looking around at the women in the bar.

"The lady of the hour!" Natalie said as she came forward to give her future sister-in-law a hug. The hug was a little difficult with Nat's tiny baby bump, but Erin accepted it either way. She laughed at her before pulling away, only to be pulled into another hug.

Gabby was behind the bar, grabbing something, before returning to the high-top tables rearranged in the middle of the bar.

"Champagne for all, except the preggo lady!" Gabby said, laughing as Natalie gave her a look, before laughing as well.

"Someone has to keep you all in line," Natalie joked.

"This is true," Sylvie said, and they all laughed again. It didn't take long before Kim took control of the whole evening and presents were being passed to Erin.

Bag after bag and box after box was unwrapped and the flush on Erin's cheeks got deeper and deeper as somehow, each present she got was lingerie. It wasn't the gifts she received that was making her blush, but the reaction she was imagining she got from Jay at seeing her in all of it. She had never been a lingerie girl until she met Jay and the thoughts of what he would do had her crossing her legs to subdue the ache that was becoming more persistent.

"Seriously guys, this is all too much," Erin said after unwrapping the last present.

"But the night is just beginning," Hailey said, giving Kim a look that had Erin confused.

"It is?" Erin asked, and Kim nodded furiously.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Kim said, jumping down from her chair and somehow landing solidly on her feet, despite her heels and the amount of alcohol that had been consumed. She reached Erin's chair, pulling her off and throwing Erin her jacket. Everyone else seemed to get the hint, which only made Erin more suspicious.

"Come on, the show awaits us," Kim said, grabbing Erin's hand and dragging her towards the door.

"Okay Kim, seriously, what are we doing here?" Erin asked as they stepped inside the club. She felt like she was shouting over the music, but her confusion was growing as they were the only ones in the club.

"Just you wait and see," Kim said, her voice becoming higher as they made their way to the small stage at the far end of the club.

"Kim, I swear if you hired a stripper," Erin began before getting cut off.

"She didn't," Natalie piped up, looping her arm through Erin's as they headed towards the leather couch in front of the stage.

"Okay, seriously, what is going on?"

No one answered Erin as they sat down. Jackets were removed and the one lone waiter they saw brought them more drinks. They all settled into idle chit chat, but Erin remained on edge. She hated not knowing what was going on and what to expect and here she was, not knowing what was coming next.

As if someone was listening to her thoughts, the lights started flickering and the music changed into a very upbeat, yet strange rendition of some Christmas song but Erin couldn't figure out what. Looking around, she saw her friends all perk up, clearly knowing what was about to happen. Figures began appearing on the stage and the lights steadied, creating a clear spotlight on the people on stage.

"Oh my god," Erin said, laughing slightly at the sight.

Standing on the stage in red hoodies, jeans and Santa hats were her fiancé and some of their friends.

Erin's attention was fully on the guys on stage, dancing somewhat clumsily but it was quite a show. They genuinely looked like they were having fun, but one look at Ruzek showed they were more than likely drunk. The music picked up and the girls squeals got louder as hoodies came off and they were met with the toned and bare torsos of their significant others.

The show was over a few minutes later, but Erin was positive she loved it. Even with the fair amount of alcohol in her system, it didn't nothing to diminish the fact that her heart was racing and her need for her fiancé was becoming more apparent.

"Well, that was quite a show," Erin said, involuntarily licking her lips as Jay sauntered over to her.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed it," he replied, bracing his hands on the back of the couch. His lips found hers, kissing her with a passion that made the thin scrap of fabric she called panties dampen even more.

Neither of them seem particularly bothered by the show they were undoubtedly giving, but Jay soon pulled back, his lips still grazing hers.

"You look fucking sexy," he whispered, bring a giggle out of Erin.

"You don't look too bad yourself," she replied, kissing him once more.

"I thought we did amazing," Ruzek said, plopping down on his girlfriend's lap.

"You stole the show babe," Kim replied, kissing him on the cheek.

"What about me?" asked Will, who might be the drunkest of them all.

"You all did good," said Natalie, kissing her husband.

"Well the night is still young," Ruzek said. "So, what do we say we take this show on the road?"

"I would prefer this show be more of a private one, but I wouldn't see why we can't have a little more fun," Erin said. "Is this how you've been spending your bachelor party, babe?"

Jay nodded, his hands still trapping Erin between him and the couch.

"Thought you might enjoy the show, but we didn't see why we couldn't spend the night with our ladies as well," he replied, kissing her again.

They all managed to get up and get their coats before half stumbling towards the door. Even as they met the December air once again, Erin didn't seem to mind as much as Jay's arm draped over her shoulders, pulling her snuggly into his side.

"That was quite a show, babe," she said, her hand slipping under his jacket before dipping further down.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked when he felt her hand slip into his back pocket.

"My hands are cold," she responded. "Do you really want me to have cold hands?"

Jay dared himself to look down at her and he groaned as he felt his dick tighten at the look she was giving him.

"Well, when you put it that way," he replied, leaning down to kiss that spot on her neck that got her every time.

"Mhmm," she moaned, looking back at him. "Will there be an encore?"

"That depends who is asking," he replied.

Erin didn't have much time to respond as they reached the next stop on the tour around the city. Neither of them thought much of it as they walked right in, as they were too caught up in each other. But as soon as the set foot inside, they were assaulted by the music and lights. But there was something about the atmosphere that seemed to make the tension between them much thicker, in a good way.

Kim and Adam led the group to the dance floor and soon their group had branched off. Everyone was left to do their own thing, a fact that wasn't lost on the bride- and groom-to-be.

They fell in sync with the music, their bodies close enough that nothing could fit between them. The connection between them seemed even closer and to them, there was no one else in the room or the world.

Eventually, Will and Kim pulled them away for more drinks, which only fueled the fire burning inside them. The settled into a secluded booth away from the dance floor, content with just being around each other. Jay was the type of drunk that got handsy around Erin, not that she complained. Since they sat down in the booth, he had been playing with the hem of her dress.

"Seriously, when did you get this?" he asked, his warm palm resting on the inside of her thigh.

"Kim picked it out, so I will pass along the compliment," she responded. Her own handed landed on his thigh, dangerously close to his dick. He knew she was teasing him, but he was doing the same and it was only a matter of time before it got the best of them and led to a night of zero sleep and non-stop sex.

"Looks like something you would only wear in the bedroom," Jay whispered, his mouth falling to her ear. "For my eyes only."

Erin looked up at him with that same look from before and his pants were getting tighter and tighter.

"Well, you should thank my friends, because they got me a few things for your eyes only."

Jay groaned as his lips fell to her neck, biting the flesh softly as he tried to suppress the growing arousal he felt. But Erin's previous statement had him wanting more right about now.

"Jay," Erin said, voice rather serious for the situation that was developing. But he ignored her as his hand seemed to have a mind of its own.

"Jay!" she said again, her voice higher as her head fell back against the leather of the booth. Her own hand gripped his thigh harder, but he was too focused to care right now.

"Fuck," she whispered, her head falling forward now as she felt her body losing control. His fingers almost lazily circled her clit, but she had already been aroused enough that the simple action felt ten times more powerful.

Jay knew she was close by the grip on his thigh, and seeing as how she had been teasing him in that dress all night, this was payback.

"What the fuck?" she loudly whispered, clearly annoyed when he suddenly pulled away. She shot daggers at him and got even more annoyed when she caught sight of the smirk he was wearing.

"I thought you wanted an encore, Miss Lindsay?" he asked.

"Not gonna be a Lindsay much longer," she replied rather snarkily.

"Sorry," Jay said, kissing her forcefully before pulling away. "I thought you wanted an encore, Mrs. Halstead?"

"That's more like it, Mr. Halstead," she replied. "Let's go then."

The door to their apartment slammed back against the wall as they stumbled into the hallway. Jackets were shed, and Erin's bag was thrown onto the floor as they moved towards the bedroom. Erin had attempted to strip Jay of his shirt, but he kept swatting her hands away.

"Seriously Jay, stop it," she finally said as they crossed the threshold of their bedroom.

"Well I thought I was giving you an encore," he said, gently pushing her back lightly so she sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, you were serious?" she asked.

Jay didn't answer her, just began unbuttoning his shirt while his eyes stayed locked onto hers. It was off seconds after and his hands moved towards his belt, unbuckling it and unbuttoning his jeans without taking his eyes off her.

"You know I have to say, you made a very sexy Santa," she said. "But I much rather prefer my personal version of Santa."

"Oh yeah?" Jay asked, kneeling to unbuckle her heels. As each came off, he placed a light kiss on the inside of her ankles, knowing her skin was sensitive.

"Yeah," she replied, reaching under her dress to hook her fingers into the waistband of her panties before pulling them off, dropping them onto the floor with a flourish.

"So, have I been naughty or nice?" Erin asked as she moved further up the bed, leaving the flimsy excuse of a dress she had on. Propping herself on her elbows, she drew her legs together, moving her hips from side to side lightly, giving her fiancé a look that she knew would get to him.

"Oh, it's a little bit of both," Jay replied, bracing himself against the end of the mattress. "But right now, I would definitely say you're being very nice."

"So, why don't you come stuff my stocking?" she asked as seriously as possible while allowing her legs to fall open.

Jay just laughed but happily obliged with her wishes. Within seconds, his boxers were on the ground and he was pulling her dress off her. A deep groan escaped him when he found that she had gone out in public in the early December Chicago temps with no bra on.

"Just when I think you are too much," he began before trailing off, his lips finding hers immediately. It didn't take them before moans and groans filled the bedroom.

"Jay!" Erin yelled, throwing her head back as he drove into her almost recklessly. The events of their night were catching up to them as there was little to no finesse to their movements, but they didn't care. This is how it was on nights like this, or even days like this. It starts with one teasing the other and the nature of their relationship turns it into a nonstop push and pull that ends with clothes being torn off and round after round.

Jay felt himself getting close and reached down to apply pressure onto her clit, knowing that once she let go, he would too. And as always on nights like this, she fell apart not even ten seconds later, screaming his name. Her release brought own his own as his hands gripped her hips and he was sure there would be marks there tomorrow. His head fell to the crook of her neck as he tried to regain his breathing.

"Well that was something," Erin whispered, her hand going up to play with the hairs on the back of Jay's neck. She payed no mind to all his body weight on top of her or the fact he was still buried inside her.

"I think you should keep that dress," he said, earning a laugh from her.

"Oh yeah?" she asked as Jay lifted his head to meet her eyes.

"Yep, I think it would make a great stocking stuffer."

It was Erin's turn to laugh and she took advantage of the moment to flip them over and another groan left Jay as he filled her even more, his dick not leaving her, but the change of angle had her sinking down on top of him.

"Well, I might have to remember that," Erin said before her lips crashed onto his.