Winter, FONTAINE

You came home to your boyfriend, Wriothesley, in the living room and seated on the couch. In a Santa costume.

"Ho ho, darlin‘… Come sit on santa‘s lap and a make a christmas wish." - He said jokingly, patting his lap for you to sit down.

He watched with anticipation as you drew closer to him, smiling, almost grinning, widely as you do so.

As you‘re within reach for him, he grabs your hips and pulls you down onto his lap, holding your waist tightly.