Free Fiction: Advent 2010 – Day Five
Advent 2010: Day Five
Title: Christmas Eve Day
Characters: Hiro, Yuri
Word Count: 568
Hiro smiled as he stirred and found one of his arms trapped under Yuri’s slender body. His arm prickled as he tried to move it, so he left it in place, reaching for his nightstand with his other arm. His eyes remained on Yuri as he fumbled to open the drawer and sure enough, she began to stir at the sound. She had been a light sleeper from the very beginning, and the only time that changed was after a particularly trying session of Kinbaku.
He wrapped his arm around her, setting a small present down beside her pillow. When she shifted against him, he nuzzled her neck, murmuring warmly into her ear, “Ohayou, Yuri-ko.”
“Hiro…” She literally purred in his arms, and he could hear the smile in her voice.
“Open your eyes,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her neck though her thin, silky hair. Her small gasp of surprise gave him such joy, and he chuckled as he hugged her close. “Happy Christmas Eve.”
Yuri began to sat up, and he followed her lead, gently shaking his numb arm to get blood moving through it again. She turned to grin at him, the small box cradled in her delicate hands. She looked so very beautiful in the morning light that filtered warmly through the drapes, all rumpled from sleep, her dark eyes still a little hazy from pleasant dreams.
“You didn’t have to, Hiro,” she said humbly, pulling the bow from the box, “not the day before Christmas.”
“You know Christmas Eve is important to Japanese couples,” he grinned, and the blush that colored her cheeks was absolutely charming, as was the little gasp that escaped her when she opened the box. She might have been only half Japanese, but she had a great respect for Japanese tradition, and he feels so lucky that they had crossed paths in the BDSM clubs.
He watched as she gingerly lifted the fish-hook earrings from the box, letting her fingertip play with the dangling, multi-colored gemstones. “They will match my favorite sundress!”
Pride unfurled in Hiro’s chest. “You always wanted colorful earrings for that dress, and I finally found them a week ago.”
He suddenly found his arms full and his lips occupied by Yuri’s in a happy kiss, and he wrapped his arms around her warm, nude body, squeezing her as they lingered in the kisses. She giggled when she pulled back, leaning over the edge of the bed to grab something underneath. She straightened, setting a large box atop the comforter in front of him.
He raised an eyebrow in question, and she grinned. “Happy Christmas Eve, husband.”
Hiro kissed her before opening the box, pushing aside snowflake bedecked tissue paper to see what was inside. A grin slowly took over his face, and he pulled a couple loops of thin rope from the box, rubbing them through his fingers and sniffing the fibers to confirm what he already knew them to be. “Traditional jute ropes for Kinbaku-bi.”
Yuri nodded. “For those lovely designs you have wanted to try but haven’t had the right material for.”
Hiro laughed happily, replacing the bit of rope into the large box. “It seems I will have my hands full tonight following our dinner reservations.”
“I’m afraid so,” Yuri giggled, and when they kissed again, it was clear neither of them were going to leave the bed for some time.