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delacourtings) wrote2014-12-24 11:45 am
delacourtings) wrote2014-12-24 11:45 am
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[meme] holiday advent calendar ▵ countdown to christmas ▵ day o24
DAY O24
distraction. teen wolf. allison/lydia. pg-13. 363
"And the truly disturbing part is that their decorations aren't even nice. There's no theme, the colors aren't coordinated, and the lights? Don't even match the beat."
"Oh, come on, they aren't that bad." Allison says, shrugging sheepishly when Lydia stares at her disbelievingly.
"Babe," Allison mumbles, blinking sleepily, and sending Lydia a soft smile. "Can't you just...let it go? It's Christmas."
"Exactly, Allison! It's Christmas. And we can't sleep. You know why? Because Stilinski doesn't know the meaning of tasteful. Or respect. Or how to use the off button."
"Oh, come on, they aren't that bad." Allison says, shrugging sheepishly when Lydia stares at her disbelievingly.
"Allison. It's 3 A.M. and it looks like daylight outside. Why? Because of Stilinski and his tasteless lights!" Allison bites her lip to keep from laughing.
"That's it," Lydia declares. "I'm going over there." She says, standing up and pulling on her robe. Allison sits up now, dreading another Martin-Stilinski showdown in the wee hours of the morning. Sadly, this is not the first time such a thing has happened. The entire town remembers the Thanksgiving Incident of '09.
"Lydia, no," Allison says, swinging her legs out of bed and grasping Lydia's wrist as she makes to go out the bedroom door. "Come on, it's not worth all that trouble."
"I can't sleep, Allison." Lydia says briskly, but then pouts, petulant, making Allison laugh. "Aww, come here," Allison tugs her closer, situating Lydia between her legs.
"Y'know..." Allison says, sliding her hand underneath the edge of Lydia's nightie and looking up at her slyly. "There is something we could do that might...distract us for a bit. Or maybe tire us out?"
Lydia pretends to seriously debate about it for a moment before sighing deeply. "I guess."
Allison grabs her by the hips and flips her over onto the bed, kissing her as she protests halfheartedly through her giggles.
Allison pins Lydia's arms up above her head, smiles in satisfaction as Lydia's laughter turns breathless. She leans forward and kisses her deeply, pulling away once Lydia really starts to get into it - her body arching up towards Allison's body when she pulls away, an unsatisfied groan spilling from her lips. Allison laughs and leans back down towards her, whispers, "Merry Christmas."
"Lydia, no," Allison says, swinging her legs out of bed and grasping Lydia's wrist as she makes to go out the bedroom door. "Come on, it's not worth all that trouble."
"I can't sleep, Allison." Lydia says briskly, but then pouts, petulant, making Allison laugh. "Aww, come here," Allison tugs her closer, situating Lydia between her legs.
"Y'know..." Allison says, sliding her hand underneath the edge of Lydia's nightie and looking up at her slyly. "There is something we could do that might...distract us for a bit. Or maybe tire us out?"
Lydia pretends to seriously debate about it for a moment before sighing deeply. "I guess."
Allison grabs her by the hips and flips her over onto the bed, kissing her as she protests halfheartedly through her giggles.
Allison pins Lydia's arms up above her head, smiles in satisfaction as Lydia's laughter turns breathless. She leans forward and kisses her deeply, pulling away once Lydia really starts to get into it - her body arching up towards Allison's body when she pulls away, an unsatisfied groan spilling from her lips. Allison laughs and leans back down towards her, whispers, "Merry Christmas."