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The Twelve Days of Christmas- Imzadi Style
Days Eleven and Twelve
This is the final is the final two days of 12 Days of Christmas Imzadi style. The twelth day is the anniversary Day. It is one year after they are married and in Deanna's POV. It is my response to an anniversary challenge. The challenge was that since they were married this time last year to write an anniversary story. It is still a Christmas story also and fits with my 12 Days of Christmas series only it's one year later. I want to take this time to wish everyone a merry Christmas, Happy Hannukkah, and happy Kwanzaa. Enjoy, but still have yourself a safe one.
Day Eleven
Note: I'm giving this one a very heavy M rating because it has sexual content to it, but I don't think it nessecitates a MA rating. Hope you all enjoy this little surpise part of 12 Days of Christmas- Imzadi Style.
I do not have the book. I got the names from the Cosmo website. If you are so incline, you can look and see that I have used 11 Kama Sutra names within the story. (blushing.) They are there if you care to look and count them. Will and Deanna don't do all 11 in this short story, of course. Day 12 is is T.
On the eleventh day of Christmas my Imzadi gave to me:
Eleven Kama Sutras.
Will gave Deanna what he called a combanation honeymoon/Christmas present. He was not sure if she would like it. Partly because the gift was also for him when you got down to it. Even so, he hoped that in the end, it would make her just as happy as it would him.
Deanna openned the present and examined it. "Will, what is this?"
"A book."
"I see that, but what is Kama Sutra?"
"Look through the book."
Deanna thumbed through the book. "Oh, my gods! Do people really do these things? I mean "Passion Pretzel"? How does anyone get into that position?"
"Yes, they do and they can." Will grinned. "I think even you may enjoy some of those positions."
"Oh, I think I have plenty of experience with "Head Games"." Deanna stated. "Why do I need a book to tell me how to do it. Besides, it's not a position. How can you call it a position?"
"There are other positions." Will stated as he stood beside her looking at the book with her. "And for Humans, it actually is a position. You'd be kind of sort of upside down while I kneel behind you and we do it. It's not the same as what a Betazoid means by "head games". See?."
Deanna shook her head and moved to the next page.
"Ooo! I think I could like the "Love Seat"." Deanna stated. "I could play some real "head games" with you in that position."
"Here are two I'd like to try." Will pointed out to Deanna. "I'd love to give you a ride on the "Magic Mountian" or have you give me a "Lap Dance"
"Will, you have such a dirty mind." She giggled.
"If I do, you helped put it there." He grinned again as he hugged her close to him.
"Don't you mean you help put my mind there?" Deanna frowned.
"Well, do you want to try any of the positions or not?"
"I don't know, Will. I need spontaneity. I can't just do it at a drop of a hat."
"That's not what I meant." Will stated. "Look, why don't you give me one of your special lap dances that are reserved only for me and we see what happens. We could end up doing quite a "lap limbo" together."
"I feel very uncomfortable now."
Will wrapped an arm around her. "Oh?" Then he gently kissed her neck and sent shivers down her spine. The shivers went clear down her spinal cord. "I think I could make you feel more comfortable."
"You're sending shivers down my back." She stated as she tried to hold back a giggle.
Will continued to kiss the back of her neck. He could tell it was stirring something within her. "So, wouldn't you like a "pleasure pick me up" right about now?"
"Mmm!" She moaned. "Maybe I wouldn't mind sitting on the "love seat" after all."
"You mean the Joystick might get a joyride after all?"
"Ok, that's it!" Deanna stated as she pushed him away. "That just sounded so vulgar!"
"I was just quoting a position out of the book." Will said in his defense.
"Maybe so, but there's no better way to get a woman out of the mood than to talk like that."
"Sorry. Maybe this was just a bad idea."
"Maybe it was. If you want to talk like that, maybe you should get randy with the recliner!" Deanna said angily. "You might get a better response!"
"Deanna, that is "Randy Recliner". A position in the book." Will corrected. "It has nothing to do with a recliner."
"Whatever, you can do it with the recliner for all I care, if you are going to talk like that!"
Deanna started to walk out the door as Will began to speak again. "Deanna?"
She did not stop and the next thing Will knew the door to their hotel room slammed shut. "Damn!" He said to no one in particular.
He sat down in the recliner that was in their room and sighed. "What a coinsidence that this would be in our room."
Deanna was fuming as she walked down to the lobby. She did not know what to think, so she kept walking right out the front doors of the hotel and took a walk. She just had to take sometime to think.
After walking around for a while, Deanna began to think to herself. "Maybe he was just trying to have a little fun on our honeymoon. Try something new, I guess. I don't know. Maybe I was too hard on him."
She rushed back to the hotel and up the stairs to their room. Then she rushed in and let the door slam shut behind her. "I'm so sorry!"
Will was stunned by the sudden entrance Deanna had made. He was not sure if she was in trouble or what was happening. "What?"
"I said "I'm sorry". Deanna restated. "You were just trying to add some spice to our honeymoon. Try some new things to make it interesting. I'm very sorry."
Will rose from his seat. Then he walked over to where she stood and hugged her close to him. "It's alright. I should have known that you might not be ready for such things and maybe I presented it all wrong. I probably shouldn't have said some things the way I did."
"No, you were just trying to have some fun on our honeymoon. I'm the one who is being a party pooper."
"No, part of it was me." Will insisted. "I presented it all wrong and went about it all wrong."
All of a sudden Deanna's mood changed as well as her demeanor. "Sit down." She ordered as she pushed him towards the sofa.
"What?"
"Sit down. I'm going to make it up to you." She said and then proceeded to staddle Will's lap. "You want that lap dance still?"
Will smiled. "Are you sure?"
"Yes." She said and then kissed him lovingly. Her kisses soon became very passionate and longing. At the same time, she grinded her lower half against his groin area.
Will groped her breasts with his hands and soon had Deanna's dress off of her. Deanna continued to grind against him and removed his shirt.
"I have an idea." Deanna began to suggest. "Why don't we go to bed, get completely naked, and lay like spoons? Only this time, you can lay behind me."
"Ah! The "sensual spoons"?
"Yes." Deanna agreed as she removed her partially nude body from his.
Will was not going to let this moment pass. The two of them rushed to the bed. Will continued to carass Deanna's breasts and womanhood before they continued. Deanna let out a soft moan as he stimulated her womanhood.
He kissed her longingly for a while and then he turned her gently away from himself. Her back was now towards him and he continued to carass her. Stimulating and arousing every part of her body and senses.
Then he enterred her. Deanna let out a groan of pure pleasure. She could not believe the intensity of the position. She was enjoying every minute of laying like spoons with Will. Even more so then when they had first laid like spoons.
Soon they were both ready to reach the climax of their excitement. Both of them expressed the intense pleasure they were feelling verbally. To Deanna it was unbelievable how having Will behind her made the sensations even stronger.
Deanna could feel his release inside her. This intensified her sensations even more and she could not help but yell out a "yes!" to Will. She did not stop with one yes though. She shouted out a series of yeses to Will until her energy and his was spent.
Soon, they had both finished. Will continued to lie behind her with his arm around her. Still resting inside her, he laid perfectly still and enjoyed the after glow of what they had just down.
"I think that was the best yet." Deanna stated with satifaction. "Why didn't I let you lie behind me sooner?"
"You liked that huh?"
Deanna turned around in his arms and held him close. "X marks the spot." She smiled at him.
"Humm, are you saying I hit the right spot or are you wanting to try another position. If you want to try another one, I can tell you, it won't be anytime soon for right now."
"I'm saying it was just perfect." She smiled at him and then kissed him.
Soon they fell asleep in each others arms. Both of them very happy and satisfied. Both of them very happy with their Christmas and honeymoon.
Day Twelve
Note: This is Deanna's POV 12 months later. This is not only my Christmas response to a challenge, but also my response to the anniversary challenge. It's Christmas again of course as well astheir anniversary. Wish I could make RL turn out like I do my stories. It is K+ to T like the rest.
One the twelveth day of Christmas my Imzadi gave to me:
Twelve months of marriage
Deanna's POV
It's been twelve months since we were married. It's also Christmas again too. I'm not sure how I feel this year for Christmas.
It's also our anniversary. One year today. We have had our ups and downs. I've felt so angry with him sometimes that I have just wanted to throw in the towel. I would feel like I just could not stand to look at him anymore. I did not want to even think of him as my Imzadi.
Then I would turn around and feel so much love for him that I would see stars. It was those times that I knew for sure that there was no mistake that Will is my Imzadi.
During the times I wanted to throw in the towel, I also wanted to just leave and get as far away as I could from him. Why would he even care? I would be so angry that I knew for sure that he would be the lonely one in the end. I would close myself off from him and then I could not sense his love for me. Then I would question if he even loved me at all. I could sense every other emotion he felt, but that one. The most important one.
Then I would question myself. I would ask myself if I had closed my mind from him so much that I could not feel his love for me anymore. Did I only open my mind to him when I felt it was safe to open it? The only times I would open my mind to him were during times of anger, hurt and frustration with him. During the times that he was feeling upset for some reason also. Then I would close myself off to him once I knew he was in a good mood again.
It was at these time that not only did I question his love for me, I also questioned if I had made a mistake in marrying him. I could not answer the question at the time, though, much less if I was still in love with him. I knew I loved him, even when I was angry with him, but I questioned whether or not I was in love with him still.
Then there were the good times. When they were good, they were really good. I felt all the love in the world from him and for him. I did not question his undying love for me. I could sense his love without a doubt. I just knew it and I could send my love back to him. The thought of hurting him was the last thing I wanted to do to him.
Will has been very faithful this whole year of marriage. He has not even looked at another woman. Oh, he's looked, but he has not really looked at them. Much less think about getting laid by them, but why would he? He's got me and I know exactly what he wants in bed.
Speaking of being in bed with him. Oh gods! He is so good in bed. I could not ask for better. He seems to know exactly what I want most of the time. He sends my body and mind soarring to new climaxes everytime. I don't think there could be a better lover than Will. In fact, if there is one, I have never met him. That is before I married Will of course. When I met and dated many other men. There is not one of them that can compare to Will in bed.
For all the anger, the pain, and the frustration I have had over this past year, you would think I would want to change things. Do I? No, I don't want to change a single thing.
I want to continue being married to Will. To grow with him in love and in life. I want to learn new things from him as well as teach him new things. I want to share every part of my life with him and I want him to share his life with me.
After all, he is my soulmate. The first one who has ever touched my soul and the only one for that matter. He is my Imzadi and I love him very deeply and very dearly.
He has returned from the Bridge for the night. I just sensed him enterring our quarters. I arise from where I am sitting and thinking about the past year. Then I approach him and greet him as I do every evening.
Finally, I hug and kiss him. Then I say to him, "Merry Christmas, Imzadi and happy anniversary."
