¶ A Christmas Market Rendezvous
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Sorry. Um Excuse me. Sorry. Uh So many people. This is madness. If it were anyone else, I would have given them a lecture on the environmental damage caused by excess paper waste around the holidays. But it's you. I'd do anything for you. It's really strange. This thing between us I don't know how to call it. A relationship, I guess. But we haven't really made anything official. All I know is that I'm absolutely, completely head over heels enamored with you.
You are new here in Berlin. And you were so excited to visit the world famous Christmas market. So here I am.
Hey, over here.
Oh, hey. Stay there. I'll come to you.
Hey, there you are.
Hi. Sorry, I'm late. I was here, but all the people I couldn't find you.
It's all good.
Is it always this busy? I had no idea this was such a big deal.
Uh, yeah. The closer it gets to Christmas, the crazier it gets.
I imagine you mostly trying to avoid places like this, huh?
Well, yeah. You know, I'm something of a grinch.
I know that. But you're not only my boyfriend tonight, you're my tour guide. First on the list. I've got to try the
The Feuerzangenbowle.
Yes, we have that.
All right. All right. Let's see if we can get around this crowd and find you some. You take me by the hand and pull me through the throngs of people. We passed small wooden huts full of sparkling ornaments, scented candles, και πολλά άλλα πράγματα που δεν χρειάζεται.
¶ Market Wonders and Deepening Connection
Wow, look at the lights. They really go all out for this. Oh, the snow globes. Oh, look at the little Santa in there.
This is not my thing. But watching you marvel at the lights and the atmosphere and everything. Kind of contagious.
I just love Christmas. The lights, the music, the anticipation, the.
You're really cute.
Cuter than the miniature Santa inside this snow globe?
Cuter than... Mm. Those gingerbread reindeer ornaments.
Ha ha. Christmas really isn't your thing, huh? It's okay. I can tell you're trying, and I appreciate it. Let's keep going. I think the bar is that next stall.
The feeling of your lips lingers on mine as we make our way further into the mind. You have this effect on me. It's hard to put into words, but It's just Intoxicating to be the object of your attention. To be looked at by you, smiled at, talked to. Thrilling, like we are discovering something new together, creating something between the two of us that only we will ever understand.
Cheers to our first Christmas together.
And many more.
Mmm my god, that's so good. How can you not love flaming rum-soaked cake dripped into mauled wine? Yeah.
No, I'm kidding. It's fantastic. Really. Really good actually. You look so beautiful putting that steaming muck to your lips, your hair whipping around your face in the cold wind. I still remember the moment I first saw you. It's cheesy, but I do. I remember being a little shocked, almost taken aback by how attractive you were that night at Paul's dinner party. You are so open, so loving. You make everyone you meet feel special.
And I still find it a bit hard to believe that a woman like you wants to spend all of your time with someone like me.
What are you thinking about?
Uh sorry. I um I was just wondering if A feuyardzanganbolum might taste a bit better on your lips than in my cup.
Try it.
You taste like Christmas spices and caramelized sugar. And I don't want to stop kissing you. I wish it weren't so cold. We wouldn't need all of these thick winter layers and I could touch here. Fuck, I'm
Alright.
I just really need you right now. Shall we go to my place?
Yeah, good idea.
I slip my arm around your waist, keeping us close together as we walk.
Where are you taking me? What are you doing?
I just really needed to do Our hot breath billows in the air like steam as a little bit of a little bit of a little bit I slip my hand beneath your jacket, silently daring you to go further, to take the risk of doing something in public.
Can't keep your hands to yourself tonight, huh?
Guess not. Can't help myself. I slide my hands underneath your thick down jacket and your wool sweater. Over your hips. Up to your breasts. I push my knee between your legs and kiss you over your jaw and down to your collarbone.
Mm-hmm.
It would be so easy for us to get caught, but. That's kind of what it makes me want you so badly right now. I want to go deep into you, disappear in you. You grind down on my knee a little, rocking your hips forward. I have a feeling that you are probably pretty wet right now.
Wow, when did you get so confident? Mm.
You jump at my cold touch as I push two fingers beneath the soft fabric of your underwear. I work my fingers deeper into your pants, pulling them down just slightly. Looks like I was right.
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