Hey! Prompted by 'theboyandthegirlwhowaited' I really like your prompts!
Christmas Tree
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"I love you so much," Jerome whispered, as he kissed the nape of her neck from behind. Mara smiled, placing another glittery bauble on the tree. She cocked her head, examining it, another gold one she decided. She picked it out the box and placed it on the branch. It was only a mini Christmas tree that she was setting up in her room. "Jaffray, enough." He stopped her, turning her around, pressing her lips to hers. Mara smiled, and kissed him back for a moment, before turning around and adding tinsel to the tree. Jerome groaned
"Jerome, I have to do the tree-"
"Late," he finished for her. Smiling. "Please Mara?" Mara pursed her lips, thinking about it for a moment, before shaking her head.
"Sorry, Jerome. Once I start something, I have to finish it."
Jerome rolled his eyes, picking up the fairy lights "I guess I should help then,"
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"There, isn't it beautiful?" Mara whispered, looking up at all the glowing lights and the star at the top of the tree.
"Beautiful," Jerome whispered, but of course, he was looking at her. Mara didn't notice his loving stare, only leaned into him further and sighed. Jerome kissed her head, and breathed in her scent. "I love you," he whispered to her. Mara turned up and kissed him under the jaw
"You know what my favourite thing about you is?" she whispered. Jerome waited eagerly, it always seemed to be him who spilt his guts for her, and she would never really talk all that much, wanting to hear him speak instead. "Your lips,"
Jerome's eyebrows raised his surprise. Sweet little Mara, liked his lips? He smiled. "Why?"
"You know," she shrugged "They can be soft and sweet, and gentle and kind," she smiled to herself, as if remembering "They can be angry, and hard. And they can be hot, and passionate."
"Are you talking about my lips, or the way I kiss you?"
"Very good question." Mara murmured, and Jerome laughed.
It was moments like this they would look back on and love. Not the fancy romantic dinners, or the expensive gifts and jewellery, just being wrapped up in each others arms, being content with each other.
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