Rekindling Your Christmas Spirit (Lovemaking)

Transcript

It's been nearly six months already. Can you believe it, baby? How time flies, huh? I can't wait to spend the first Christmas with you.

Are you all excited? No? Why, baby? I thought you'd be happy to be off for a few days so you can relax and feel the festive spirit and all that jazz.

You don't? Oh, honey, why don't you? What's all the magic? Everything.

Oh, baby, I didn't know that. I mean, I know it can happen for people sometimes, and when the spark goes out and that, when life gets a little heavy and holidays are just days. But I didn't know that you felt that way.

All right, so how about this? How about we reignite the flame? We redo, remake, remodel, revamp, revise, redeck the fucking halls of Bowser Holly.

What do you think? Well, I think it's not as hard as you may think. Like, remember back when you were a kid and you had that feeling? You know, that feeling that is, it's just so hard to put into words.

Kind of difficult to express, but also kind of familiar. Like an excitement or an openness when you believed. And not only in Santa, but in the spirit, maybe, the spirit overall.

Maybe you noticed how people look more excited this time of year. You noticed people's faces lighting up, the way your friends were yapping on about what they wished for. And there was the movies, the trees, the Christmas lights, and it was just one big mad winter wonderland.

And the dread of finding a lump of coal in your stocking. Because you had to be real good, didn't you? Always watching over your shoulder, minding your little P's and Q's.

Do you remember? Yeah? Well, you can still access all of that, you know that? Still get it back.

See, nothing really could get in the way when you were a kid, when you were outside the drain of the grown-up world. And that world slowly teeves your joy as you get older, doesn't it? And it happens to almost everyone.

But the thing is, baby, that spirit hasn't gone anywhere. Because if you look around, you notice lots of kids who have that same feeling, feeling the exact same thing. So it's just us that tend to forget as we get older.

Or maybe it's the world that hides it from us, I don't know. But one thing's for sure, it's still there. Uh-huh, yes it is.

And I think I can help you a little. Just a little, maybe. Well, close your eyes for me, honey.

And see if you can see the images as I talk to you. This Christmas, we go shopping together. Not in a commercial or stressful way, just browsing and taking it all in.

Gazing at the lights, going for a coffee, being open, receptive and carefree. And then, if we get a little tired, we'll head home. Maybe light the fire, order some food, crash on the couch, watch some Christmas movies, maybe.

Cuddle up and maybe fall asleep together. Can you see it? And then in the morning, we do something cute and silly.

We dress up in ridiculous Christmas sweaters, bake some chocolate brownies together, knowing that we're gonna be real close in the kitchen. And then, switch off our phones. No social media.

Instead, we'll sit by the fire and share stories about Christmas past. I'll even share the one where my friend knocked down the Christmas tree in my house on Christmas Eve, like, when my parents were out. Oh God, the horrors.

I still have PTSD after that one. And maybe I could play some tunes for you on the guitar. Badly, of course.

And we could sing. And then, we could cook some dinner together, watch another movie as we wait for it. And then eat.

Tell some more stories and stay in our own little festive bubble for as long as we like. And maybe, just maybe, we'll find that magic again. Now open your eyes for me.

What do you think? Does it sound good? Did it look good? Oh, come here.

It'll be fun. I promise. I'm here now.

And even if you only feel 10% of what you used to feel, it's gonna be a lot better. Isn't it? And look, baby, it's been a very hard year.

Hard on everyone. So let's take it easy, alright? And take it easy on ourselves, too.

We need a break. It's time for a break. A magical break, too.

Now, how about we go upstairs, light some candles in the bedroom, and make love? Slow, sweet, passionate love. You know, just to kick the season off and that.

And I didn't even wear my Santa hat. I have to reward my girl for being so damn good this year. It has escalated fairly quickly.

And in more ways than one. But come on, baby. We need to work on some of that yuletide stress.

Work it out, so you're ready to feel the magic again. Feel the spirit again. Come upstairs with me.

Come on. What are you laughing at? The hat? Come on, baby.

This is serious. Lovemaking is very serious, you know that? Or deadly.

Lay on your side. Let's face each other. Come close.

Come close. Close to my body. Oh, yeah.

Put you right into me. There's no space between us, honey. I'm feeling your body against mine.

The softness. The heat. Turn your head for me.

Oh, yeah. Keep rubbing your body against me like that. Yeah.

Feel me. Run my fingers between your legs. Mm-hmm.

Right up. Yeah. Open your legs to me, angel.

Oh. You feel my finger there? Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God. Yeah. You want to reach down and touch me? Yeah.

Mm-hmm. Oh, yeah. Oh, baby.

Come closer. Tighter. Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Yeah. Let me look in your eyes.

Set my finger inside you. You feel how hard I get instantly when I do that? Oh, yeah.

In your hand. Mm-hmm. Oh, baby.

Yeah. Closer to me. Mm-hmm.

Closer. Oh, yeah. That's it.

That's it. Turn your head. Yes.

Oh, good. Oh, so good. Oh, yeah.

Mm-hmm. Oh, God. You drive me crazy, baby.

Nice and slow. Nice and slow. Yeah, like that.

Yeah, like that. You can drive me crazy just being nice. Oh, yeah.

Let me taste you. Let me taste you while you. ..

Mm-hmm. You see me like. ..

Like your sweetness, like your love for my finger. Mm-hmm. Such sweet honey.

Mm-hmm. Such sweet honey. Mm-hmm.

Yeah. How you slight doing? Oh, God.

Yeah, press your breast against my chest again. Let me grab your ass. Oh, I want you all over me.

Mm-hmm. I want you to be one with me. I want to be inside you.

I want you. Oh, fuck. I just want you.

Do you want me? Do you want me? Oh, I love when you say that.

You want to ride me? You feel me in your hand dropping? You want to ride it nice and slowly? Yeah.

You can put your hands on my chest. Take your hands in and just bounce up and down nice and slowly. Yes, I want it like that.

Mm-hmm. Please, honey. Yeah.

Oh, my God. Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Climb on me, honey. Climb on me. Oh, yeah.

Mm-hmm. Come here. Come here.

Mm-hmm. You're still laughing at my Santa hat, huh? When I said I was going to reignite the magic, didn't I? Huh? Come on.

Oh, yeah. Sliding in. Sliding in nice and slowly.

Yeah. Nice and slow. Mm-hmm.

Oh, yeah. Come on, Elana. Come on.

Nice and slow. Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Oh, that's amazing how you feel so good. Yeah. Yeah.

Put your hands on my chest. That's it. And just move your hips.

Yeah. Yeah. Oh, my God.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Sit right up.

Sit right up. Sit right up. Oh, look at that.

Look down, honey. Yeah. You see that? You see us together? Yeah.

Put your hands on mine. Lock your fingers around mine. And look down.

Yeah. Oh, like that. Yeah.

Oh. When you come right down to the base and just grind, grind around like that, huh? As our fingers are interlocking.

Oh, you feel me getting harder inside you? You feel me?