[ SMUT WARNING. don't want it? don't read it. also, if you see something like gift giving copied from favorite crime... no you didn't ]

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MERRY CHRISTMAS, PRINCESS.

"Wake up!"

"Five more minutes," Mickey groaned while turning over, hiding his face in his pillow.

Only for another pillow to hit him softly. "Mickey, it's Christmas! Wake up!"

Though he was sleepily smiling, Mickey let out a fake annoyed huff and rolled back over, looking up at Adeline who was kneeling on the bed above him, a wide grin on her face.

"Everyone's already down by the tree," she told him, grabbing onto his arm. "Come on."

"Alright. I'm coming. I'm coming," he said, getting out of the bed.

Adeline eyed his bare back for just a moment before snapping out of it as he grabbed a t-shirt to throw on. Nothing intimate had happened between them, but Mickey had taken to sleeping without a shirt when they shared a bed during the night, and Adeline certainly wasn't going to complain.

But now she needed him to hurry up so that they could go open presents.

Once Mickey was decent and had his camera in hand so that he could record, Adeline grabbed his other hand and dragged him out of her room, making him laugh. But he didn't dare complain as they rushed downstairs and to the first floor living room.

There, around the massive Christmas tree, was a huge mountain of presents that Derek and Sidney had already begun to sort into designated piles as Mr. and Mrs. Feldman watched with sleepy smiles.

"Addy, you're over here," Derek said while pointing to a fairly large pile. Then he pointed to one that had nine or ten as well. "Mickey, these are for you."

Mickey hesitated, his eyes wide. "I've got that many presents?"

Mickey hadn't had Christmas presents since his parents died when he was sixteen. Since they were murdered by — well, he didn't want to think about that on such a great day.

"Of course, silly," Adeline said while pulling him toward their spots on the floor. Mickey set his camera down so that all of them were in frame. "My second suitcase was filled with the presents for us from Randy, Hallie, and Cici. Not to mention Mama and Daddy."

Mickey hadn't thought his friends would bother to get him gifts, let alone Adeline's parents. Sure, Mickey had given his friends all small gifts before leaving, but it was things like tapes full of funny and memorable moments of them that he'd filmed over the first semester so that they could remember their freshman year.

"Now, Sidney, Mickey," Penelope said with a smile, "I'm not sure how your families do Christmas presents, but we're not an open one at a time family — the twins are far too impatient for that. We just tear into them, and if it's something especially great, just shout it out excitedly."

"Got it," Sidney said, grinning widely. She had just as many presents as Mickey, which excited her.

"And," Leo said, dragging out the word when Derek was done sorting and seated beside Sidney. "Go!"

Adeline giggled and was the first to tear into a gift from Cici, which she'd been looking forward to. And she squealed when she saw a cute pair of jelly sandals that she'd been eyeing last time they went shopping.

Mickey opened his from Randy, seeing that the boy got him something practical — more supplies for his recording and editing equipment, which he appreciated because it could get expensive with how much he recorded with his camera. Though a few things weren't for his exact type of camera, though Mickey would never complain or point out that Randy made a mistake.

Sidney got a beautiful sweater from Hallie and Derek unwrapped an OKB sweatshirt that Adeline had custom made for him at a quilting and embroidery shop near campus.

"This one's from me," Adeline said as Mickey finished most of his pile. She held out a fairly good-sized box for him.

Mickey raised his eyebrows curiously while also grabbing the second to last box from her pile, which was considerably smaller. "And this is from me."

"Well, you first," she said, wanting to see his reaction.

He nodded before tearing into the paper, only to stop when he saw what was underneath. It was a video camera — much nicer and much more expensive than the one he currently sued. It was also, conveniently, the one that Randy's incorrect supplies were for, making Mickey realize they'd coordinated.

"Do you like it?" Adeline asked anxiously. "Randy said - he said you'd been talking about wanting it for a while. And well, a director like you needs the nicest camera on the market."

"Addy, it's perfect," he said, his mouth hanging open in disbelief. Then he looked at her and leaned over, kissing the top of her head endearingly. "I love it. Thank you."

"I'm glad," she said, biting her lip. Then she looked down at her gift curiously for a moment before carefully unwrapping it. Underneath was black box, and she quickly pulled the top off. "Oh, Mickey!"

Inside was a golden, heart-shaped locket with flowers engraved in the metal. Little pink stones were at the center of each one, her favorite color. And when she pried it open, it was empty, ready for her to put pictures in it.

"I figured you could choose who you wanna put in there," Mickey said, not wanting to presume that she'd want to put him inside the locket. "You, know, Derek or Cici—"

"Or you," she said softly, looking at him lovingly. Because of course, she was going to put a picture of him in it. "Mickey, I love it. Help me put it on?"

He nodded as she crawled over to him, turning her back to him. Mickey took the necklace as she pulled her hair to the side. Then he carefully placed it around her neck, clasping it tightly.

Once it was in place, she turned around and smiled sweetly up at him before leaning in and kissing him softly. Mickey smiled into it before she pulled away.

"Merry Christmas, Mickey."

"Merry Christmas, Princess."

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"Five!"

"Four!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One — Happy New Year!"

Adeline giggled as Mickey swooped in and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her waist as he dipped her low.

They were surrounded by people as the Feldmans threw a huge New Year's Eve party each year. Mickey and Sidney had met plenty of Derek and Adeline's old friends and people they'd grown up with, happy to be on their arms for the night.

And for the first time ever, Adeline had someone to kiss when the clock reached midnight.

After another thirty minutes of partying and mingling, Adeline and Mickey made their way upstairs, no one noticing them as they did so. Adeline toyed with Mickey's fingers as he led them to her room so that they could have some alone time — they had to be back at school in five days, the perfect break having flown by.

"Your parents are really strict about drinking," Mickey noted with a chuckle. They hadn't even got a sip of the champagne that was being passed out. "They'd be scandalized if they knew their perfect little Adeline had a liking for Jell-O shots."

"They're just so tasty," she said with a smile. "Oh! Look what I got!"

Adeline went over to her desk and showed off two mall photographs. Both were of Mickey. In one, he was clearly arguing with Randy about a movie — it had been 'Alien'. The other was with her in it as well, them curled up on the couch as she hid her face in his chest during a showing of 'Sleepaway Camp' — Cici took the picture of them.

"Just gotta cut them up and fit them in my necklace," she told him.

Mickey's expression softened. "You're really putting me in there?"

"Of course," she said, putting the pictures down. "Mickey, you're everything to me. And it's heart shaped, so it's fitting I put someone I love inside it."

"You love me?" he asked, his eyes brightening.

Adeline but her lip nervously. "Well, yeah," she said. "I love you a lot. But you don't have to say it back or anything. I get that it's only been a few months, but I—"

Mickey cut her off with a quick kiss, which she sighed dreamily into, wrapping her arms around his neck as he cupped her cheeks. When he pulled away, he spoke against her mouth, lips brushing. "I love you too."

Adeline couldn't keep from giggling happily. "Really?"

He smiled and leaned in, pressing his forehead to hers. "Of course, I do. How could I not?"

"I love you," she repeated, kissing his quickly again.

Only for Mickey to cup the back of her neck and deepen it quickly, both melting into it. Adeline held onto his shoulders tightly, sighing contently as his tongue prodded at her lips, gently prying them open.

She let him gently back her up until her knees hit the edge of the mattress, both tumbling back on it, laughing as they clumsily landed on each other. Then Mickey pulled away from her lips, kissing all over her face before moving to her jaw, leaving long, bruising kisses on it and along her neck.

"Mickey," she couldn't help but moan as he nipped at her skin before rubbing his tongue over the mark soothingly. All she could do was fist the fabric of the nice dress shirt he'd worn to the party. He'd looked so handsome in it, and yet she was suddenly dying to see him in the same shirtless state he was in every single morning now.

So, Adeline began fiddling with the buttons of his shirt, slowly working at each button, exposing more and more of his smooth chest. Once it was finally unbuttoned all the way, she pushed it off his shoulders, and he shrugged it off the rest of the way, leaving his chest bare.

Then, Adeline let her hands wander lower and lower, fingers tracing the soft definition of his torso, feeling how his stomach contracted at her delicate touch. And when she brushed the waistband of his jeans, he groaned against the column of her throat.

"We should - we should slow it down," Mickey managed to say in a raspy voice as he sat up off her, knowing he needed to hold back.

She sat up as well, biting her lip for just a second nervously, eyes on his swollen lips. "Maybe I don't... wanna slow it down," she said shyly, her cheeks on fire.

Mickey's expression softened, and he reached to cup her cheek gingerly. "Are you sure that's what you want? Me?"

"Oh, I'm always gonna want you, silly," she said, smiling before she leaned in to kiss him again. And as she did, Mickey hesitantly put his hands back on her body, slowly moving them down toward the hem of her short, white party dress that had been torturing him all night.

When he slipped his hands underneath the tight fabric, she sucked in a nervous breath but didn't stop him as he worked it up and over her thighs while kissing her slowly. Then, in one swift move, only detaching his lips from hers for a second, he pulled the dress up and over her head before kissing her again.

He lowered her back onto the mattress once more, his hands beginning to wander. And it felt like heaven as his touch roamed her chest, thumbs slipping underneath the band of her bra as he did so.

"Let me take this off?" he asked, knowing this was a big step for her, as no one had ever seen Adeline without her clothes on before, and he could see the nervousness in her wide eyes.

But then Adeline smiled and nodded softly, giving him the go-ahead.

So, Mickey reached around as she arched off the bed and unhooked her bra, pulling it from her body and throwing it across the room, forgotten along with his shirt as he marveled down at her.

The longer Mickey stared, the more flushed Adeline became. She moved to shyly wrap her arms around her chest, but Mickey stopped her.

"God, Princess, your tits are perfect," he muttered before descending on her.

Adeline gasped as he swooped down, taking a nipple into his mouth while brushing the other with his thumb until it was a hardened bud. And he kept swapping sides with his mouth, swirling his tongue and nipping playfully at her soft skin.

"Mickey," she said breathlessly as he sucked on her chest, leaving behind bruising marks. "Mickey, please. Please, keep going."

He let out a hum of agreement while kissing down her body, trailing his tongue toward the pair of satiny white underwear that she wore, nose brushing the band before he looked back up at her from between her legs. As he did so, he began tracing his knuckle back and forth gently over her covered core, making her squirm impatiently.

Finally, he hooked his fingers around the fabric and pulled her underwear down her legs, them abandoned on the ground. And Mickey let out a content groan at the sight of her cunt, thinking it was so perfect.

Mickey placed a sloppy kiss to the inside of her thigh before resting her right leg over his shoulder. Then he peppered kisses up her leg, closer and closer until he reached her core.

And given that Adeline was completely and wholly inexperienced, she didn't understand. "Mickey, what are — oh!"

Mickey had moved so suddenly, lips finding her clit and latching onto it. As his tongue swirled around the bundle of nerve endings, Adeline turned into a whining, moaning mess, grasping the sheets helplessly to try and ground herself.

The noises she made were like music to his ears, spurring him on as his fingertips toyed with her entrance. He moved carefully, not wanting to cause her pain as he slowly slid one finger inside of her, feeling her tight walls contracting around his digit.

Adeline's hips shifted up off the bed, meeting each gentle thrust of his finger, him brushing something so new and euphoric inside of her that she'd never experienced before. And then when he felt she was ready, he slid in a second finger, stretching her even more to get her ready for what was to come.

It was like Adeline couldn't breathe — couldn't think. All that mattered was Mickey and his mouth that was so usually spitting out sarcastic or teasing comments. His mouth that had her vision hazy and head dizzy.

And all too soon, an unfamiliar coil tightened inside of her, so overwhelming that it almost hurt. She choked on a gasp, her whole body shaking as she came on Mickey's fingers and mouth. And he worked her through the sensation, slowly pumping his fingers in and out of her until she stilled tiredly, sliding them out of her and earning a whine from her.

Finally, Adeline found the strength to prop up on her elbows, looking at Mickey through hooded eyes as he stood above her, licking his fingers clean.

"That was..." Adeline couldn't even breathlessly find the words. "Mickey."

Mickey grinned down at her before crawling up her body until he reached her lips, kissing her slowly, tongue rolling against hers as she tasted herself. And as he did so, his hips rubbed against her thigh, her feeling the hardened bulge beneath his jeans.

"Addy, please," Mickey said in a pleading tone as he pressed his forehead to hers. "Please, let me keep going."

She smiled softly up at him while tangling her fingers in his hair. "I'm not planning on stopping you."

He looked on cloud nine as he kissed her again, letting her slide her hands between them, feeling his chest. Then, she reached his jeans and fumbled with his belt for a moment before he began helping her out. He slid his jeans and underwear down his thighs in one move, watching Adeline carefully as she took him in.

He was so long and big and hard, she thought, eyeing the pink tip that was leaking a bead of precum. She bit back her nerves over never having done something like this and wrapped her hand around his cock, feeling him twitch and buck into her hand.

"Fuck," he swore, his head dropping, forehead landing on her shoulder as she stroked him a few times curiously. "Let me - let me get a condom."

Adeline was glad he had the strength to remember something so important, because she was already gone, ready to let him do anything he wanted without any kind of protection. But he took just a second to find his jeans and dig out his wallet, where he kept one on hand. And once it was rolled over him, he loomed over her, an earnest expression on his face.

"Are you sure?" he asked gently while his hands rubbed her bare hips comfortingly. "We can stop. I'm sure the party is still raging."

"Keep going," Adeline whispered, covering his hands with her own. "Please, don't stop. I want you."

He nodded before leaning down to kiss her, then speaking against her lips. "I'll go slow."

And he did, but that still didn't stop the stinging sensation as he slid inside of her, stretching her far more than his fingers had. When she cried out, Mickey reached for her hands, pushing them into the mattress as he intertwined their fingers. And he peppered kisses all over her face to try and distract her.

"I know," he grunted, soon bottoming out and making her whine. "I'm done. Taking me so well, Princess. Just tell me when I can move."

Adeline sucked in a sharp breath and clenched her eyes shut, but soon, between the waiting and Mickey whispering encouraging words in her ear, she felt her body relaxing around him.

"'M ready," she mumbled, shifting her hips up slightly against his, only to gasp as he brushed even deeper inside of her.

And that was all the go-ahead that Mickey needed. His movements were fluid as he slid in and out of her, slowly speeding up. And if Adeline thought his fingers had been good, this was heavenly, the feeling he was bringing to the surface.

It was so good, so right, so perfect as their bodies intertwined, Adeline not sure where her skin ended and his began. With every thrust of his hips, she was pushed closer and closer to the edge, moaning and crying out as she clawed at his back, no doubt leaving marks. And all the while, he sucked on her neck, leaving behind bruising marks.

"Mickey," she whined. "Mickey, I'm close. God!"

"Me too," he grunted, his thrusts growing sloppy. "God, you're so tight. So perfect for me."

Both felt it as she clenched around him, practically swallowing his cock and refusing to free him as she came forcefully around him, her eyes rolling back for a second as her breath caught in her throat. And mere seconds later, Mickey's hips stuttered, and he bit down on her shoulder hard, groaning loudly as he came hard, practically collapsing on top of her from exhaustion and ecstasy.

"Goddamn," Mickey muttered, picking his head up and looking at her lovingly. "If I didn't love you before, I sure do now."

Adeline let out a breathless giggle as she ran her hands through his slightly sweaty hair, only to moan when he pulled out of her. Then, he pulled her against his side, kissing her temple as she curled around him. She closed her eyes, pressing her nose to his neck, basking in the warmth he put off.

"Happy New Year," Mickey murmured, cupping her cheek and coaxing her eyes back open.

"Happy New Year," she said, smiling at him lovingly. "Something tells me this is gonna be the best year of our lives."