24.12.1987 - New Jersey

Jon's point of view

It had been a while since I moved in with my love and got completely healthy. I enjoyed life more than I had ever done before and it was mostly because Richie was in it as my boyfriend. We just came home from a walk out in the snow, it had been something extremely magical to me. I now sat on the couch in front of our little oven and waited for Richie to come home. He had left again to go to Dave, I didn't know what he wanted to do there but it was fine by me of course. He had been there pretty often in the last few days, but when I asked him about it, he just said it's simply time with his friend. Suddenly I heard the keys unlocking the door and jumped up. Richie came in, his cheeks rosy and his nose red from the cold. "Rich! You're home!", I yelled and threw my arms around him, snuggling into his chest. "Yes Jonny, I'm there now", he whispered and placed a kiss on my lips. After he took off his boots and jacket, he joined me on the couch, wrapping his warm arms around me. "I love to be with you, babe", he whispered into my ear and I smiled. I wanted to say exactly the same, and I knew he knew that. "So, when do we have to be at Dave's tonight?", I asked and he looked up. "I think around seven", he replied sighing and kissed my neck. "What is so bad about that?", I asked curiously, hearing him chuckle. "I hadn't minded if I had spent Christmas Eve only with you and the bed", he whispered into my ear, causing me to gasp. "Nasty little boy", I whispered back and slid my hand under his sweater. "Who's the nasty one here, mmh?", he replied and started placing kisses from my jawline down to my collar bone. "I meant to say, it's nothing we couldn't do now", I finally managed to say while panting heavily. "Sounds good to me", he whispered and lifted me up, carrying me to our bed.

He gently laid me down on the blankets and pulled his sweater over his head. "Come over here please", I begged and pulled him on the bed by his belt. I then got on top of him and kissed my way down his body, from his jawline to his belly. He panted heavily as I unbuckled his belt and looked up into his beautiful brown eyes. "Wait...", he panted and took off my sweater, leaving me in my jeans and underwear. "Better now... you can go on", he smiled and closed his eyes, tilting his head. I chuckled and began to spread big love bites all over his neck. I was so proud that I got him moaning before he got me moaning. When he opened his eyes again, I attacked his lips with heated kisses once again while slowly pulling down his pants. His hands were shaking as they arrived at my pants and pulled them down too. "Rich, I can't be the dominant one", I whispered shyly and he chuckled. "Everything's fine Jon. If you don't want to you don't have to", he replied and placed a gentle kiss on my lips. He then turned us around and got a protection from the nightstand. "It's Christmas, love", he whispered and with that, he entered me. I closed my eyes, just feeling his touch and movements. It made me relax like nothing before. "It's beautiful to make love to you Jonny", Richie whispered in my ear and placed his lips on my neck, lightly kissing and sucking on it. My lips parted and my breath got shakier by every moment that went by. My hands finally managed to tangle themselves in Richie's soft, dark brown curls, lightly tugging on them and softly massaging his scalp. His warm breath on my neck sent shivers down my spine every time it hit my skin. As he lightly trailed his fingertips down my sides, a wave of desire rushed through my body. "Rich...", I panted and pulled his head back to mine, connecting our lips again with more passion this time. "Rich... I think I'm gonna...", I moaned on his mouth, slowly opening my eyes. He stared at me, his gorgeous brown eyes filled with a mix of love, desire and admiration. Only that sight sent me over the edge. "Richie", I mumbled and closed my eyes again. "You're so beautiful babe", he mumbled and his cum filled me again, making both of us moan in passion. A huge sigh escaped me as his lips met mine and his hands caressed my hair. We were both covered in sweat as we just laid in bed and tried to reassure our breathing. "Jonny, wanna join me in the shower?", Richie finally asked me and sat up. "Of course babe", I replied still panting a little and wrapped my arms around his waist to pull myself up. He smiled at me and carried me to the bathroom, kissing my neck as he was walking.

We finally reached the shower and let the warm water run down our sweaty bodies, kissing with closed eyes. We parted after a while and started messing around with the shampoo til we both were covered completely in lather. I felt Richie's warm hands running from my hair down my body, softly getting the lather back off of me. "Why are you so beautiful?", he sighed as he pulled back to face me. I just let out a nervous chuckle and stroked the wet, still lathered hair out of his face. "The same question I could ask you, babe", I finally whispered and kissed his warm, rosy lips once again. "Jon, I think we have to hurry a bit, Dave's waiting", Richie finally mumbled on my lips and I nodded, helping him washing the lather off of him and getting out of the shower. Richie handed me a towel and pecked my lips before he left to the bedroom. I quickly dried myself off and wrapped the towel around my waist, going back into the bedroom. Richie was already dressed in tight blue jeans (which were obviously mine) and his big blue sweater which I loved so much. He was messing around with his still wet hair and let out a desperate sigh. Having curls isn't that great every time. As Richie saw me only with a towel around my waist, his eyes lit up and filled with admiration and desire. "Babe, can you please help me with my hair?", he finally asked desperately and I nodded, going over to him. He reached out for my waist and sat me on his lap, softly placing a kiss on my lips. I sighed and held onto his warm sweater, which was the only thing that kept me from freezing. Richie gently put his hands on my bare shoulders and drew circles with his thumbs while he just continued to kiss me, making sure he satisfied me. His warm, soft lips finally slid over to my neck, leaving warm breaths and little kisses on it. He finally stopped and looked at me, so much love in his eyes that I almost cried because of his cuteness. "Babe, should I help you with your hair now?", I whispered and caressed his rosy cheek with my hand. "Yeah, thanks Jonny", he replied and hugged me, laying his head on my shoulder. I just closed my eyes and smiled, feeling his breathing hit my skin and sending shivers down my spine. I finally started to caress his wet locks, careful to untangle them without hurting him. After a while I thought that I was done, so I lightly pulled away. It was pretty difficult, because Richie had sucked on my neck, not thinking about letting me go. "Rich,. I think your hair is done", I whispered and covered my neck with my hand, so he couldn't suck anymore. "Okay babe, thanks again", he replied finally and pecked my cheek before getting out of the bed to blow dry his hair. I sighed and got in front of the mirror. Richie's love bite was pretty big, but I didn't care at all. After a while we were both completely done and went out of the door to go to Dave. In the stairwell we shared one last kiss before heading outside, being greeted by a few paparazzis. We got in the car and drove over to Dave, singing along to a few songs that came on. Richie got a bit nervous because my hand caressed his thigh all the time, near his crotch. "Jonny... I can't concentrate..", he whined, so I slid my hand down to his knee, letting out a small chuckle. We finally arrived and knocked on the door, holding hands. Tic opened. "Hey boys, had a good day so far?", he asked and we nodded smiling, both thinking of before. "Now, come in!", he yelled and opened the door wide enough to let us inside. I took off my boots and jacked and followed Tic to the living room. There were already sitting Dave and Alec both standing up and hugging me as they saw me. "Merry Christmas Jon!", Dave yelled and sat me down on the couch. "Thanks, Merry Christmas too", I replied and looked at the beautiful christmas tree he had obviously decorated. "The tree is beautiful Dave", I said and he smiled. "I'm glad you like it sir", he said and saluted, making both of us burst out in laughter. "Have I missed something?", the beautiful familiar voice I loved so much asked from the doorway. "Nothing special, take a seat babe", I replied and patted the spot next to me. Rich came over with a bottle of wine and five glasses on a tablet, setting it down on the table and sitting down on my lap. "You're heavy Rich", I mumbled into his ear and he chuckled, sitting down next to me. "Then you have to come here", he replied while patting his thighs. I sighed and got on his lap, snuggling up to his warm sweater. Then I realized how tired I was. My eyelids finally shut and I drifted off to sleep, clinging on Richie like he was my mom and I was his baby. And in some way I was his baby. I was born to be with him and that will never change.