His fingers gently intertwine with yours, as your bodies press against each other just beneath the mistletoe hanging on the wall near your Christmas tree. Geto He leans in, tilting his head slightly to close the gap between you as he feels your shaky, even breath hit his bottom lip. Slowly, you close your eyes as you lean in to meet his lips. Geto catches them with his feather-soft lips, colliding and locking gently. The kiss is perfect, almost perfect, and sends waves of pleasure throughout your body. His fingers separate from yours as he wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you further in, making your bodies collide with a soft thud. You lose yourself in the sweet feeling when the kiss ends, Geto slowly leans back so he can look into your eyes that he craves so much.

"Merry Christmas my love," he said softly as he leaned towards you again to plant another soft kiss on your soft full lips.

His hands slowly sank over your body, caressing every part of your soft skin with his long fingers. He gently broke the kiss and grabbed your hand with his, intertwining his fingers with yours and a smile gracing his lips.

"Shall we open those presents?" he murmured with a playful tone in his voice as he walked with you towards the Christmas tree which had the Christmas presents underneath waiting to be opened.