Take my breath and never let it go.

"Merry Christmas baby," My voice broke the silence as I wrapped my arms around Seb's waist and he jumped, not having heard me make my way into the kitchen where he was. Ever since we'd arrived in London we'd fallen into such a routine, Seb waking up before me then we'd make breakfast together before I had to leave for work. Since this was our first Christmas together as husband and wife, I had the day off and planned on spending every minute of it with my man. 

"Fuck I didn't hear you," He muttered under his breath and turned around, caging my thin body in his strong arms as he leaned his forehead against mine. "Merry Christmas babe. No breakfast in bed?" He asked with a vaguely amused tone.

I smirked and shook my head, lifting onto my tiptoes to kiss his lips. "If I go back to bed I'll sleep until tomorrow. But feel free to spoil me like a queen anyway, I'll watch," I made a silly face then pulled away from him to hop on the island in the middle of the kitchen.

"I see no crown on that head," He pointed out and started cutting bread into slices before sliding them into the toaster, "Where's my crown instead?" 

I faked a serious face, dangling my legs, "Maybe it's in one of those boxes under the Christmas tree."

He raised one eyebrow at me but couldn't help smirking, "I hope you didn't peek into any or you'll get nothing but spanks."

"Oops," I said while forming a perfect O with my mouth, seconds later breaking into a huge smile. I didn't love surprises usually, but I loved them when they came from my husband. He knew me better than anyone else and always liked proving it. I laughed as he stared at me with an eyebrow raised and shook my head, "I'm only joking! I didn't peek. I've been a good girl this year."

His expression softened and he chuckled, focusing on finding the condiments for the toast as he shook his own head, "Anything but a good girl, you mean."

"Hey! I'm not that bad," I retorted with a mischievous grin. "And you like when I'm naughty anyways... I'm pretty sure you encourage it."

"Why would I do such a thing?" He asked, faking a serious expression that made him look a little naughty too. 

I raised an eyebrow at my sometimes silly husband, "Because you're even naughtier than me..."

His eyes found mine after he set a few jams and butter on the counter, "Does it mean neither of us will get Christmas presents?"

"They're already under the tree," I let my expression match his and shrugged my shoulders. "We can't send them back now."

"Why, don't you think Santa would take them back?" He asked as he poured himself a cup of coffee and filled my glass with oj instead, a silly grin on his face that made my heart swell with pride. 

I faked a frown and accepted the glass from his hand, "I hate to be the one telling you this...but Santa doesn't exist."

He broke into a laugh before sitting on a stool and reaching for his own cup. "Way to ruin my Christmas," He added finally before sipping his coffee.

I let a smirk play on my lips, feeling pleased with myself and my sense of humor, and mostly the fact that I could put my husband in such a silly mood. "Don't worry, I can be your Santa baby," I said seriously before attacking my breakfast.

Seb watched me eat, "I have a feeling you are already."

"You didn't peek, did you?" I asked, giving him a silly grin in return.

He shook his head, "No." He paused to take a bite of toasted bread, "But I'm already a little disappointed since it's obvious that you didn't get me a baby wolf."

I laughed at his response and shook my head, "We travel too much to have any pets. Plus wasn't there a strict no dogs allowed rule in our lease?"

He lifted an eyebrow, knowing that I had a point but he was never the one to admit I was right. "I want a wolf, not a dog," He clarified and I laughed again.

"Maybe when we settle down and decide where we'll be living permanently, then we can get you a baby wolf."

He stared at me for a moment then sighed since we were still bouncing back and forth between certain parts of California and even though we'd made a lot of progress, our future living situation still wasn't set in stone. "So what did you get me then?" He asked finally and I grinned.

"I can't spoil any surprises! We'll open presents after we finish eating," I said seriously, even though I was more than curious to find out what Seb got me. He always chose the most perfect presents. "Or more like, you watch me finish eating," I added.

"I'm surprised you're eating at all," He shot me an amused look while I thought about everything we had eaten the night before while celebrating our first Christmas together as a married couple. We were a family now. "Actually, I'm not."

I widened my eyes in mock offence, "Are you saying I eat too much?" I stuffed my mouth with a piece of toasted bread, my lips pursing together and curving into a silly grin.

"You're still so thin no one could tell you eat like a little animal," He said back and grinned to himself, pushing the loose strand of my hair behind my ear.

I swatted his hand away, "Careful with your words Mr Pitt, it's Christmas and you're being very bad."

He let out a sigh, a content one, before finishing his coffee and setting the empty cup into the sink, "I've been good all year, maybe I got tired of it."

"Mhm, I don't know about that," I raised one eyebrow and finished my breakfast, licking my lips before breaking into a wide smile, "Now, presents."

"Already? I thought you were in no hurry," He teased, getting back an unimpressed face from me as I got up and walked to the other room where the Christmas tree was. Seb followed me, his eyes on my ass before he caught me staring at him and he met my eyes once more. 

"I'm always in a hurry when presents are involved," I grinned, meaning it but I was always a little insecure when it came to buying gifts for my husband who was literally the man who had everything. Of course it didn't help much since he always managed to find me the perfect presents. I was definitely a lucky girl, but always felt pressure when the holidays were around. 

He raised an eyebrow but his smile was still in place, watching me sit down Indian style on the floor and grab a present that he had wrapped, giving it a little shake and hoping it was nothing fragile. "Are you trying to break your presents now?" He asked in amusement, eyeing me as I handed over one of the presents I had bought him instead. "What is it?" He glanced down at the envelope then back at me. 

"I can't spoil it for you! Open it," I replied and smiled nervously, hoping he couldn't tell how nervous I was. 

"You open yours first," He retorted and I shook my head, grinning now because this was getting a little silly. As nervous as I was? He was probably just as nervous too... not that he ever had any reason to be. With a sigh, he mumbled "fine" to himself and opened the envelope, taking a moment to read the ticket which was a pass for all of the museums in London. I knew that he liked art, history, and exploring, so I was hoping he could keep himself busy while I was working and maybe even find something that inspires him.

"I know that I'm already your muse, but I thought that might get your creativity flowing," I said before he had the chance to speak. 

He looked at me and his lips widened into a big smile. Kneeling down next to me, he lifted my chin with one finger as he looked into my eyes, "Thank you babe. I couldn't have thought a better present myself." He grinned a little before pressing his soft lips against mine, sounding like he genuinely liked the gift. Thank god.

I smirked back against his lips, satisfied by his reaction, "You're welcome. And I'm happy you finally agree I have better idea than you do."

"Now, my muse is getting a little too cocky," He joked as he sat on the floor, his arm encircling my waist loosely and for the first time in years I felt younger than I was instead of feeling older.

"You should've stopped at thank you," I said and faked a serious face which didn't last more than one second before breaking into another grin. "Now you can finally go around and explore more instead of staying home and be my maid."

"Your maid?" He echoed and laughed, always liking the way I joked. "You're pushing that now gorgeous."

I kept smirking as I leaned into Seb, tilting my head back against his shoulder, "My slave, even better."

"I'm so close to spank you until your ass is as red as santa's hat," He whispered, leaning his forehead against mine.

"I hope that's not your present or I warn you, I'll be very disappointed," I said back, always ready for any comeback my husband threw my way. I think it was one of the things he liked best about me; I knew how to handle myself. 

"Only one way to find out," He shrugged, eyeing the presents I still had to unwrap. 

"True..." I trailed off with my silly grin still in place, fetching what looked like the biggest present under the tree. I gave it a little shake and brought my eyes back up to meet my mans, "It feels like a book!"

"Yes Ar, I got you a book because I know how much you love reading," He joked back while I shook my head, both of us grinning at each other because honestly? Every time I tried to read a book? I fell asleep. 

"Well now I'm curious," I said while tearing into the paper and finding not a book, but a photo album. I glanced at Seb once more before turning the pages of the album slowly, finding page after page of our life together throughout the years. I felt touched, especially since most of the pictures, if not all of them, had come from gossip sites and magazines. I knew how much Seb loathed those things yet he had still took the time to make this for me since I always complained that we never took pictures together... fully clothed ones at least. "Did you make this??" I asked and looked back up at him, my fingers itching to turn every page that documented our history together. It was easily my favorite gift ever. 

He shrugged nonchalantly, acting like it wasn't a big deal and while it wouldn't be for most people, it was for him instead. Seb loathed gossip sites and magazines while I on the other hand, liked keeping tabs on our business. "Kind of," He said cryptically.

I broke into a grin as I turned another page, "What do you mean kind of?" 

"I had the idea and Erin helped me," He explained simply, not a surprise at all since Erin was his right hand man. Or woman. 

"I bet she had a lot of fun going through all this stuff," I kept my smirk in place before pointing at one photo, "Look at how young we were here!" My eyes widened as I took in a picture that didn't even look like us anymore.

Seb glanced at the picture briefly, "We were kids." He smirked a little to himself then tilted his head down and pressed a kiss on my shoulder before nuzzling my neck, the room falling quiet.

"Are you falling asleep on me?" I asked, even though the silence was nice, relaxing.

"I will if you're so slow with these damn presents," He muttered against my skin, his lips curving into a smirk as he tightened his arms around my waist.

I grinned slowly and ran a hand through his hair which was still messy, my hand only making it worse. I liked him like that though; sexy and rugged. "I can't open presents when you're cuddling me... and it's your turn," I said quietly.

He pulled his head back and lifted an eyebrow, "I already opened my present."

"I didn't get you just one!" I motioned towards a box that was set beside him. It was nothing special, not like the gift he'd given me, but it was a new video camera. Top of the line, or so the salesman said. After working with Rob he'd been dabbling in documentaries a little and well, we had a crazy sex life. 

"You first," He retorted and I sighed, still smiling as I reached for one of my presents and opened it. My eyebrow lifted as I looked at the vouchers than up at my husband. I flipped through them slowly and my grin spread instantly, "You're going to take me shopping, give me a massage, and cook me dinner all in one day?"

A laugh escaped Seb and he shook his head, "Read the fine print. You can only use one per day, can't combine coupons."

I laughed and rolled my eyes then kept reading them, "I wonder which one I'll cash in on today..." 

"They can't be used on holidays."

"Seb!" I laughed and stared at my silly husband. 

"You can use it, but it'd be a waste," He said as he did his best to keep a straight face. 

I raised one eyebrow slowly, still really amused, "Do you mind tell me why?"

He finally let a smirk curve his lips, poking my side and making me snort before he pulled away just so slightly. "Because I'm already spoiling you enough," He pointed out matter of factly.

"And I'm not spoiling you instead?" I retorted.

"I guess it depends from this present," He shrugged nonchalantly even though it wasn't true. Mostly, he just liked teasing me and of course he was great at it. 

"Lies," I narrowed my eyes on him before watching him unwrap the box.

He did that slowly, taking his time because he knew how impatient I was. Once he was finally done, he looked at the brand new camera and looked impressed. "Is this present for me or for you?" He asked and grinned wide. 

"Maybe I'm getting you too silly, I don't know if I like that," I said back flatly.

He laughed and wrapped an arm around my shoulder to pull me into his flawless body, pressing a big kiss on my cheek, "Thanks babe. I can't wait to film you with this." 

"Naked," I added.

"See? I knew this was for you," He said again as he turned the camera on and started recording, just in time for me to smack him playfully and laugh.

"I don't know what you're talking about," I retorted but was still grinning, feeling far from innocent since the thoughts in my head were now naughty ones. Even this early in the morning? He drove me crazy. "What are you doing?"

"I'm trying my new toy," He smirked and watched me through the lens. 

"Stop that!" I protested with a chuckled and set my hand in front of him, forcing him to turn the camera off.

He shook his head and sighed, putting the brand new camera away, "Way to kill my enthusiasm."

I inched closer to him, cuddling against his side, "I didn't even wash my face, I look like hell."

"Just because hell is where all the fun is." He grinned at me before nodding at the small box still sitting under the tree, "You're not done with presents babe."

I leaned forward and grabbed the box that was still waiting for me, even Seb's wrapping was perfect. I swear this man could do anything and he could do it perfectly. I gave it a little shake and grinned when he sighed again, his smile not faltering even slightly. "What is it?" I asked with wide eyes, curious since it was smaller than the other presents and they were all so well thought out. This one looked like jewelry, but that was so unlike my husband. 

He shook his head, "I'm not telling."

I sighed but grinned wider and slowly ripped into the paper,  unwrapping until I reached the box which came from a pricey place. I peeked at my husband once more than opened the box and genuinely widened my eyes in shock, "A ring?"

"A wedding band," He replied, even though I already knew what it was, it matched his own after all. I slid the ring onto my ring finger, it looking stunning and complete beside my emerald ring. "Not so fast," He added and I looked up at him in confusion. "It's engraved..."

"Is it?" I replied and took it off, feeling my heart race when I read the only word engraved inside the band: Mine. "Oh baby," I said quietly before putting the ring back on quickly, fast enough that only second later my arms were wrapped around Seb's neck and I was on his lap. "I love it. All of my gifts! Everything was perfect," I said seriously, smiling up at him so wide my lips almost hurt. 

He grinned back at me, tucking my hair behind my ear, "I think I did good." 

"I think I did too," I said back as my smile turned into a smirk and I leaned into him further, only waiting for him to kiss me lips as he did.

He nodded in agreement and silence fell over us, only the comfortable and content kind. Last year we were together for Christmas, but it was so different. We were lovers then, we were family now. "What do you want to do today?" He asked after a moment. 

I shrugged nonchalantly as I set my head on his chest, cuddling against him and going limp in his hold, "I don't know you're the one who makes plans usually."

"I didn't make any," He retorted, proving once again how much he had changed. "We should Skype our families," He added as a second thought.

"They're still sleeping now," I pointed out, not showing how surprised I was by the suggestion. Touched too. "You know we should take a nap too. All this unwrapping presents exhausted me."

 He let out a soft laugh, the kind that was like music to my ears. "I'll keep that in mind for next year. Less presents," he said, watching me pull my head back to look at him with a silly but not amused expression on my face.

"Don't you dare," I said seriously before grinning again, "Today I want to nap, make love, eat and watch movies."

"Don't I have a say in that?" He asked even though it sounded like perfection. 

I shook my head as I tried keeping a straight face, "No. You had no plans."

He sighed and wrapped his arms tighter around me as he got up, carrying me back to our bedroom, "I do now."

I bit down on my lip to keep from laughing, my eyes on my husbands gorgeous face as I studied it, "Which will you choose first? Nap time or sex?"

"I was planning on putting you down for a nap and going for a walk," He said nonchalantly, setting me down in the center of the bed as my eyebrows knit together. "You don't like the sound of that?"

"Why are you so cruel to me?" I asked but a smile was creeping onto my lips. He'd better be joking. 

"We'd both get what we want. It's a win-win situation," He retorted, still managing a straight face while I reached for his shirt to tug him onto the bed with me. "Are you trying to rip my shirt now??"

I laughed and cuddled up beside him, "You shouldn't be allowed to wear shirts when we're at home and alone."

"You'd never be able to focus if I walked around naked all the time," He said back with a cocky smirk, resting his eyes for a moment while I kept staring.

"That's why I said half naked," I grinned before kissing his cheek, not that I'd mind my husband walking around the house naked all the time... but he was right, I'd never be able to focus. It was hard enough as is. 

He peeked one eye open and shot me a look, "What was that?"

I blinked at him instead, looking a little confused, "What was what?"

"The thing on my cheek," He answered with a straight face even though it had to be hard.

As soon as I heard his words I rolled my eyes and wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him against me and then rolling us over so that I was on top of my husband now. "Are you going to complain even on Christmas?" I asked back with a hint of amusement.

He ran his hand up my back until he reached my nape, cupping it and holding me close to him as a smile curved his lips, "About what? I have everything I want right now."