Christmas presents (smut) (Dylan O'Brien)

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Warnings‼️: NSFW, some sexual scenes

Omg my last imagine of 2021 on the last day of 2021. I shldve posted this on Christmas but I overestimated myself and literally only finished writing this today cos I was lacking inspiration lol. Anyways hope y'all enjoy this Christmas special imagine and also happy new year! 🎊❤️ 2022 and I hope I can continue writing imagines for y'all tho I know I'll be super busy ahhhh!! 😆

 Anyways hope y'all enjoy this Christmas special imagine and also happy new year! 🎊❤️ 2022 and I hope I can continue writing imagines for y'all tho I know I'll be super busy ahhhh!! 😆

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Dylan O'Brien

It was finally Christmas, the seasonal holiday that brought both you and Dylan into a festive mood. Both of you always looked forward to the red and green decorations around the house, especially the Christmas tree that you two would spend hours decorating with various ornaments. Despite the effort you two took to prepare for the holiday, it had always paid off. During Christmas Eve, you and Dylan cuddled on the couch with him behind and you in front as you watched Christmas movies as always. The fireplace crackled with eager flames where orange and yellow would blend together, bringing a comforting warmth in the heart of your home. Outside, snow began to fall on the wintry night, a stark contrast to the homeliness it felt indoors. Beside you guys, stood a small Christmas tree, clad in golden and red ornaments that varied in shapes, a spiral of fairy lights clung into the tree tightly, the sparkle seemingly giving the tree a life of its own.

Another movie ended and when the credits began to roll, Dylan buried his face into your hair, inhaling the scent of peppermint which reminded him of the holiday. He knew you had done this on purpose since you noticed how much he liked peppermint and candy cane.

"I love Christmas! And spending it with you is the best thing ever!" Dylan exclaimed, tightening his grip on your waist and pulling you even closer to him. "Let's watch another movie. This time, it's my turn to pick."

"Awh Dyl, I love spending Christmas with you too. But you know you have an interview tomorrow morning so you shouldn't be staying up so late. It's already 2am. Maybe we should go to bed." You turned around to face him, hoping not to dampen his mood.

"Nooooo." The man whined, pouting his lips sadly. "It's tragic enough that I can't spend Christmas with you because of my interview and now it's ruining Christmas Eve too? Pwease, just one more. I didn't get to pick my movie yet." Dylan looked at you with begging eyes. His chocolate orbs flickered under the glow of the fire, the flecks of yellow and orange married into the dark shade of brown. Your own eyes gazed into his, mesmerized by the impossible beauty they brought, so much that it felt unreal. Your conversation with Dylan was long forgotten in the moment both your eyes met and Dylan couldn't help but slowly lean in. It started with your noses brushing, the slight contact sending sparks flying in your body. Then your foreheads touched. You felt his warm breath against your cheeks, giving you an everlasting warmth in the winter that even the fire couldn't provide. Both of you closed your eyes and Dylan's lips were finally drawn towards yours. Your lips connected and the warmth of his soft lips filled you in an instant. You moved your lips against his, the familiarity of it intensifying the passion you felt towards him. This felt like the kissing scenes you two did in movies, each subtle movement like the tilt of the head, the action of your hands and motion of your lips burned into your mind as if it would leave an unforgettable mark. One of your hands cupped his face while the other rested on his chest, feeling Dylan's heartbeat spike to a new high.

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