The sun had been up for some hours before either of the girls woke up. They more or less slid into consciousness at the same time. Alice blinked owlishly through a tangled net of auburn strands, then squirmed up from her nest in Carys' arms. "Happy Christmas, sexy beast!" she giggled and bent towards the bigger girl.
Carys sleepily leaned up to kiss her, to be rewarded with a little lick on the nose! Grumbling, she reached for Alice and found that she had squirmed and bounced out of reach, leaving Carys trapped in the wreckage of the sheets. As she disentangled herself, Alice regarded herself critically in the wall mirror, turning this way and that to inspect her tight, young body. Once again, the chemistry of desire started making itself known, and Carys padded across to the mirror to stand behind her tiny girlfriend. She slid her arms under Alice's, cupping her small breasts, one in each hand.
She pulled Alice close, her face burrowing into the silken cascade of auburn hair, and her lover's warm scent filled her nostrils. She shivered slightly, and every nerve ending seemed to be tingling.
"Happy Christmas, love," she whispered, kissing the top of Alice's head. She gazed at their reflection in the mirror, and a smile lit up her face.
"You look stunning," Carys murmured, her hands gently caressing Alice's curves. "And you are mine, and I'm yours...always." She nuzzled Alice's neck, gently kissing along the delicate skin as Alice craned her neck to let her.
Alice gave a slow, throaty rumble almost as low as one of Carys' and leaned back against the tall brunette, sliding her hands up to cover Carys' own hands over her breasts. She could feel her nipples hardening and the heat in the pit of her stomach starting to build again, as she breathed hard... "Stunning? You great lummox! Take a picture of me to frighten children away from the fireplace, you soppy thing!" she laughed. "Ooh! I love it when you do that! But it's going to take half an hour to sort this bird's nest out!" She flicked at the heavy auburn tangles, "And you're not helping, where you've got your hands," she said, leaning back into Carys' arms, making no move to do anything about the increasing distraction.
Carys laughed, and her rich contralto voice filled the room. She cuddled Alice affectionately, her touch delicate and sensual. "My fierce, remarkable one," she murmured, her azure eyes gleaming. "You
are
stunning, and you are mine. That's all that matters."
Carys softly kissed Alice's neck, her arms tightening around the petite woman. She revelled in the warmth of their bodies pressed together; the beat of their hearts synchronised.
"Let your hair be, my darling," Carys whispered, her voice thick with desire. "You are gorgeous, just as you are." She slid her hands down Alice's sides, her touch light and erotic. Her fingers traced little patterns along the delicate skin, igniting a blaze of sensation that threatened to consume them both.
"You are a goddess, my love," Carys murmured as Alice trembled, her lips brushing against the redhead's ear. She gently turned Alice to face her, her eyes fiery with need and leaned down towards her lover's upturned lips.
"No... no... not now!" moaned Alice, kissing her swiftly and then gently pushing her back, "We've got things to do. I'm starving again, I need food... I think I'm going to faint!" she said melodramatically, still making no attempt to disentangle herself from Carys' arms, even going so far as to nibble gently at the lower swells of Carys' magnificent breasts...
Carys shuddered at the touch, goosebumps breaking out all over her chest and laughed warmly, kissing Alice's forehead, her embrace tightening ever so slightly. "Whatever you want," she whispered, her voice rich with affection. "Though I must confess, I could happily remain tangled in your arms all day!"
Carys reluctantly released her hold, a playful pout on her face. "OK, then -- let's head down to the beach. I know the gang will be there, with some big chunks of steak! Probably no turkey though!" Alice grimaced, "Ugh...turkey...no thanks!"
Carys grinned and took Alice's hand, threading their fingers together. She gazed down at her tiny soulmate, her heart swelling with love. "Lead the way, my fierce one, and I will follow you..." She struck a mock theatrical pose and declaimed: "To the ends of the earth if necessary!" Alice laughed so hard that she started hiccupping!
In between the hiccups, she demanded: "And... where do you think you are going, dressed like
THAT?
" pointing at Carys' naked body! "You've got a tiny red bikini, a T-shirt, some cut-off shorts, a Santa hat and a business suit that needs to be completely dry cleaned and ironed before you can wear it again, as the sum total of all your clothing in this room!"
She pointed at the small heaps of clothing scattered over the room, suddenly discarded in the throes of passion, including a tiny pair of black lacy knickers which had somehow ended up on the light hanging from the ceiling. Her eyes opened wide in surprise: "
Cara Mia...
did you put my knickers up there?"
Carys burst out laughing and playfully perched the Santa hat on her head, a mischievous glint in her azure eyes. "With the addition of any of those items," she replied, "I would be correctly dressed for the perfect Australian Christmas beach party, complete with a dashing Santa Claus!"
Carys sauntered over to Alice and swept her up into her arms, planting a kiss on the tip of her nose, a smile on her lips. "As for your sexy black knickers," she said, gazing up at the tiny garment with an expression of pure innocence on her face, "I must confess, I have no idea how they ended up there. Perhaps a gust of wind swept them away?" She ran her fingers down Alice's naked back and traced the curves of her hips. "Though I must say, they do lend a certain festive feel to the decorations... Shall we leave them there?"
She snorted with laughter and pulled Alice close, nuzzling the smaller woman affectionately. Alice shuddered and whimpered and started giggling uncontrollably, pummelling Carys gently. "Beast! Beast! I had completely forgotten it's the middle of summer here, and you will be able to get away with dressing like that... but I still have to brush my hair... or..." she looked at Carys coyly from under her eyelashes, her green eyes smouldering, "or you could do it..."
Carys' eyes widened in delight at Alice's coy invitation, a smile blossoming across her features. She gathered the petite woman in her arms and stroked her tousled mop. "Oh, Alice, I love stroking your hair! Any chance, I'll take it! Sit down here..." she indicated the edge of the bed, and grabbing Alice's brush, she sat down and waited.
