Thread: (Beautiful_Disgrace) A Blossoming Love Story (Tr1ckY_1337)

Damien could not help but smile brightly upon hearing her words and seeing her expression. It practically melted his heart as he thought how much he loved this woman. He nearly missed her shed the sweater she wore to keep warm, the color now much darker thanks to the wet battle that ensued moments before the unwrapping. What he saw made his face turn bright red, feeling a stirring in his trousers that he tried to keep in check. The lingerie underneath seemed so sexy, and he could have sworn she had bought that after one night when he saw it in a store. Marisa always knew how to tease him, after all. The sight of her hardened nipples did not make it any easier to keep himself in check. He wrapped his arms around her, thankful for that he had a moment to clear his mind. Anythin' for you, beautiful. I love you so much. He answered his woman, running his hands up and down her back, the only barrier between her smooth skin and his hand being that oh so thin white shirt that practically clung to her body. Once she pulled away, he got a big bag, curious to know its contents. With a smile to her, Damien gave her a loving kiss before pulling away to start reaching into the bag. His hands caressed the paper used to hide the gifts within, however his attention was stolen by Marisa again. It seemed she wanted a different order on what present he received. Hey, I thought we agreed on one gift per. Well, not that I'm complainin'. The man joked, following her outside into the cold once more. Even with his coat on, he was still soaked, and the Christmas cold only seemed to flock around him more so. Marisa was worse off, however, so he quickly shed it and placed it around her, setting the bag down as she told him where the present was. Marisa would watch Damien walk off to her car, popping the door open. His upper body disappeared in the back seat, eyes looking for what she gave him. It did not take long, and suddenly she would hear the loud thump of his head hitting the top of the doorway. Even the dull pain could not stop his surprised gasp. No way! Picking up the new desktop PC within its box, he looked at her with probably a child's beaming smile on Christmas day. No freakin' way! He probably sounded like a broken record as he carefully walked over to Marisa, laughing happily as he looked at the box. This is like top of the line! I... wow, ha! Damien was at a loss of words, gently setting the box down next to the bag. Now it was his turn to express how much he appreciated the gift. His hands traveled around her waist, pulling her somewhat wet body against his drenched one. Not a second sooner would the love of his life find their lips crashing together in a loving, deep kiss. Damien poured all that he could into it, closing his eyes and getting lost in the moment until a particularly strong gust of wind told them to seek shelter back inside. I love you so much, Marisa. Thank you. Thank you. He told her, pecking her lips softly again as he managed to carry both the bag and new desktop machine. Now get your butt inside before you catch a cold. If you do, I'll be forced to stay over 247 until you get better. Damien wanted nothing more than that, however not just because she was sick. Back inside, they returned beside the tree, and his eyes were lit with wonder and amazement of the video games he received. Four of the latest, hottest games that every avid gamer was getting their claws on. With another loving kiss and setting them aside, Damien had a bit of a blush on his face as he rubbed the back of his head. Okay, so I got you another gift too. Uh, first close your eyes. He told her, waiting for her to comply. Once she did, without a single noise being made, he was able to pull out the small case that held the necklace he bought her. Keep them closed. Damien reminded her. Marisa would no doubt sense his hands going around behind her neck, then the soft, cool touch against her skin. After a minute, he pulled back and went to grab a small handheld mirror. Holding it in front of her, he smiled brightly. Open your eyes. When Marisa did, she would be greeted by her own reflection. The necklace around her neck was a beautiful pure silver chain, thin yet still strong to take some abuse. It glittered under the lights of the tree, but the attention was brought to what hung on the necklace. It was a curved charm, resembling a thin 's'. Along its body were diamonds. They were not huge like something you would find on a rapper, but they were not tiny either. In Damien's opinion, they were just perfect. They shined on as bright as her eyes. From behind the mirror, Damien spoke. It's called a Journey Pendant. It says, well, love's a journey. But, like the diamonds on it, every moment that I share with you is really precious and valuable in my heart. He sounded poetic as he spoke. However, Damien would never reveal how long it took him to come up with something that smooth. A small note English was never one of his strong subjects, so he took quite a bit of the night to come up with something that good. Damien lowered the mirror after a minute, smiling sheepishly and hoping she would like it.