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It’s Time for Mistletoe and… Garland?

Jugenea Fan Fiction

It’s been awhile. I’m glad I was able to write this in time for Christmas :) However I was iffy about writing them married but I think it turned out well. Enjoy!

(Mature content)

1951

The clock chimed 8 o’ clock. Gene, being exhausted after a long day of meetings, hopped into his car and began his ride home. Tonight was a special night.

On the way home, the radio was playing the most jolly tunes. Crosby crooning “Jingle Bells” immediately set Gene in the mood. Gazing out the window, he admired the blinding Christmas lights and ribbons wrapped around what seemed like the whole earth. Christmas pine trees were rooted everywhere. And, best of all, the snowflakes sparkled of white as they slowly fell from the sky. Gene missed this; he was so happy he was able to fly here to New York. He missed seeing the snow, something he never saw in Hollywood. The ambiance was nostalgic of his broadway days. No matter what the ambiance was however, he was looking forward to just one thing; seeing her. With her around, his worries and cares always dissipated, and this is just what he needed after a long day of aggravating meetings. Sighing, he rested his elbow on the console of the car, relaxing in the peace of the moment, rushing to get home.

Judy was beyond busy trying to get the decorations to look good. She couldn’t wait till Gene arrived… She needed so much help. But most of all, she was excited for the alone time with him. They’ve both been so busy that it’s been too hard to focus solely on each other. Judy was hoping she could change that tonight.

Pulling up to the house, Gene put the car in park, got his fedora, and shut the door. Fiddling with his house keys, he could spy Judy through the window running around and grabbing things. She was wearing an exquisite outfit; a simple, red, off the shoulder dress, a little shorter than normal. She was also wearing sexy red stilettos, which Gene always appreciated; he was a leg man. He loved red on her. It always suited her, whether it was the ruby slippers, the red dress from Meet Me in St. Louis, or the dress from In the Good Old Summertime. And of course, he couldn’t forget her luscious, red lips, that indented in just the right spot that he always loved to kiss.

Sticking the key in the lock and opening the door, the door jingled from the bells around the doorknob and Judy immediately knew it was Gene. Stopping what she was doing, she ran to the front door. Setting his fedora and coat on the coat rack, he heard the sound of Judy’s feet racing across the floor.

“Gene!”

“Honey!”

She ran and jumped into Gene’s arms. The smell of her filled Gene’s nostrils, along with the smell of peppermint, cinnamon, and chocolate. However, her sweet aroma and passion aroused him immediately. He hugged her tighter and gave her a sweet kiss, Judy instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck. Her lips tasted of peppermint.

“How’s my little elf?”

Judy gave him a quizzical look, running her hands over his chest, fiddling with his collar and tie. “Good one. I’m just continuing to decorate for the party we’re going to have tomorrow. What took you so long to get here?”

“You know, meetings,” Gene rolled his eyes, “But it doesn’t matter. I raced to get here… I couldn’t stop thinking about your lips,” Gene raised his hand to her mouth, tracing her lip line. Her full lips were the color of ruby red, matching her outfit. Gently grabbing her chin with his thumb and index finger, he leaned in and gave her a soft kiss.

“Mmm,” Judy murmured, melting into his mouth. After a few seconds she pulled away, feeling dizzy from the petal softness of his kiss.

“Well, I’m glad you’re here, because we’ve got a lot of work to do for the party,” Judy grabbed Gene’s hand. “So, we don’t have any time to lose.”

Judy led him to the chaos of it all, listing off things to do. She had to finish decorating and wrapping presents, but luckily she finished baking. He loved watching Judy cook, but the only thing was she always made a silly mess among the kitchen. All sorts of pans, plates, and utensils were scattered everywhere as if some tornado swept through the kitchen.

“Oh, and I hope you don’t mind, but could you do the dishes?” Judy asked, knowing he’d be annoyed. “I’m so stressed, darling.”

Gene sighed. “Fine, I guess I’ll do the dirty work.”

While Gene did the dishes, he took the opportunity and stole glances at Judy working. And boy was it a view. All he wanted to do was scoop her up and take her to bed. Although Gene loved how much Judy cared about all of this, he wished she would calm down a bit and not stress herself out. After all, Christmas is a season to be delighted, not distressed.

As he swirled the sponge over the pan, he eyed Judy hanging a mistletoe over the door to the kitchen. A smile crept up on his face. He couldn’t help it.

Drying his hands, he tiptoed over to Judy. Standing right behind her, she didn’t notice him; all that was in Judy’s mind was the delightful melody of Glen Miller’s orchestra playing on the radio. Gene took the opportunity and slowly put his hands on her waist, wrapping his arms around her, and pulling her up against him. He must’ve startled her, because she shivered a bit… or maybe it was just the soul touch of him that always drove her crazy with desire. He rested his chin on her shoulder and began kissing her neck.

Judy sighed, taking a break from her task and resting her hands against his, leaning further into him. Butterflies fluttered throughout her stomach. She slowly relaxed.

“How about instead of that mistletoe you focus on me instead?” Gene huskily whispered against her neck. He sensed the goosebumps rising on her skin. “After all, a mistletoe can’t do this.” He took hold of her chin, turning her face to his and slowly kissed her, sucking on her top lip, something he knew she loved. Then, slipping his tongue into her mouth, she whimpered, completely forgetting what she was doing and instead fully focusing on him. Gene accomplished his task; maybe she’d quit and he could take her upstairs.

After about a minute of making out, Judy eyed the clock in the kitchen. Her eyes bulged, and she pulled away from him.

“Gene, it’s 10 o’ clock!”

“So?”

“I still need to finish decorating!” She glanced at the sink, seeing all the rest of the dishes Gene still had to wash. She looked at him suspiciously.

“Buster, I don’t know what you’re trying to pull, but just so you know, you aren’t getting any of me until we finish everything,” she said sternly, pointing right in his face, hand on her hip. She subtly glanced down at his pants, seeing him bulging. “Someone’s getting a little impatient… Go finish the dishes, please,” As she walked away, she brushed her hand up against his arousal. Gene sucked in his breath, watching her walk away. Sighing in frustration, he stomped back to the sink and began washing again.

After about 30 minutes, he finally finished. He wiped down the sink and hung the towel dry. I swear, she better be almost done.

Walking towards the living room, he spied all the cups she had everywhere, all being half full. That’s my girl. Turning the corner, he saw her decorating the fireplace. He also noticed that she changed her outfit; all she had on were stockings and one of his shirts. His arousal immediately came back.

He creeped up on her again and slowly took her hand that was meticulously fiddling with the garland she was hanging on the mantle. She turned her head and smiled.

“I love the garland you’re hanging right here.”

“Thank you darling, they don’t call me Miss Garland for nothing,” Judy quipped.

“You mean Mrs. Kelly?” Gene raised his eyebrow at her, kissing her hand.

“Yes,” Judy said, blushing.

“I noticed you changed your outfit.”

“Yes, that red dress was getting uncomfortable. It’s almost 11 anyway, I thought I’d change,” She continued to fix the garland. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Baby, you always look sexy, especially in my shirt,” Gene growled. “You look sexy in anything… and without anything.”

Judy felt tingles between her legs, and she cleared her throat. “Did you finish the dishes?”

Gene, frustrated, cleared his throat too. “Yes, I just did.” He sweetly smiled at her. “Are you almost finished with everything?”

“Yes, could you help me wrap presents right now? Since you have nothing to do?” Judy pointed towards the few boxes lying on the ground near the tree. “I only have a few more to do.”

“Of course honey.” They both walked towards the tree and grabbed the remaining boxes. Once again, Judy could see the obvious bulge in his pants. It had been about two weeks since they were last intimate, only because they had both been so busy. But the sexual tension between them was crazy. She chuckled, knowing he couldn’t control it.

“What are you giggling about?” Gene turned around to face her.

“Oh, uh, nothing darling. I was just thinking about you doing all of this. I’m not sure how long you could stick out.”

Gene looked at her, mouth wide open, with a charming, surprised look. “Oh, you’re telling me this now? You know, I don’t have to help you!”

“I’m sorry darling, but I couldn’t see you baking, wrapping presents, fixing up the tree, and decorating for hours. I never said you weren’t good at it. Just not patient enough.” And boy was he being impatient ever since he got home.

Gene looked her right in the eye, even more frustrated, “I know something you’re good at.”

“What is that?”

Gene paused, not wanting to anger her but also extremely frustrated from his arousal. “Let’s just say, taking a hint. But forget it, let’s wrap.”

Wow, he’s very frustrated. Judy knew exactly what he was referring to. But all they had were five boxes left. She grabbed the tape and wrapping paper, and put it between them on the table. “Okay, let’s get this over with.”

Gene grabbed the biggest box, shaking it playfully. “Honey, is this one for me?”

Judy smirked. “No, it’s for Liza.”

“Did you get me anything?!”

“Of course I did. It’s a surprise though. It’s not on the table darling.” Gene made a pouty face.

Judy gave him an irritated look. “Okay buster, wrap the presents already.”

It took them about 15 minutes to finish wrapping. Gene was starting to get tired. It was almost 11:30. He yawned.

“Is someone getting tired?” She said, giving him a pouty lip.

“Eh, just a little.”

“See, I told you you wouldn’t be able to hold out with all the things I do. You’re tired after washing dishes and wrapping a few presents.”

Gene gave her a glare, pointing at her. “You know I had meetings all day. I bet you couldn’t do that!”

“Calm down Gene, I was just kidding,” Judy said, chuckling over his sudden outburst. “We’re done. How about a night cap?”

Gene sighed, realizing how ridiculous he was acting for no reason. “Sorry honey, I’m just frustrated and tired after today. Yes, that sounds lovely. I’ll go upstairs and change.” He walked past her and kissed her cheek.

Judy watched as he walked towards the steps and went upstairs. She went into the kitchen and grabbed two glasses, pouring some brandy in Gene’s and gin and tonic in hers. She looked around and admired all the hard work she had done all day. All she wanted to do was rest now; her feet ached. She took the glasses into the living room and set them down onto the table. Walking over to the record, she put on her “Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas” LP, knowing Gene would enjoy it. Waiting for him, she laid down on the couch, sipping her drink.

Putting on his socks, Gene heard the sweet sound of Judy’s velvet voice from downstairs. He knew she put it on for him, since she didn’t particularly enjoy listening to her records. However, he knew that she knew the emotion in this song, it being something people could relate to.

Gene looked in the mirror, all cozy in his christmas pajamas. Judy loved when he wore christmas pajamas; he put them on occasionally just to get a reaction out of her. He wasn’t a huge fan of them, but they were comfy at least. It was a matching set, all red with little white christmas trees in a pattern covering the whole outfit. To be extra, Gene grabbed a Santa hat out of the closet. He knew this would amuse Judy, and maybe lighten the mood from his previous attitude.

Walking back down the stairs, he still heard the melody of Judy’s staple Christmas song. Judy, hearing his feet, looked up at him. She started laughing that ridiculous, cute, and bursting laughter he loved so much.

“Darling,” Judy laughed hysterically, “You’re wearing them!”

Gene strutted towards Judy like a fashion model. “Yes I did,” he bowed, pretending like he was being applauded in front of an audience.

“How’s my little Santa doing?” Judy quipped, terribly amused, stretching out her hand.

Gene grabbed her hand delicately, brought it up to his lips and gently kissed it. “Jolly, and how is Mrs. Claus?”

Judy squeezed his hand. “Mrs. Kelly, you mean?”

Gene smiled, plopping down next to Judy. Judy leaned against his shoulder, enjoying the warmth radiating from his body.

“Darling, I fixed you some brandy,” she sat up and handed it to him, then grabbed her drink.

“Cheers,” Gene said happily, clanking his glass with hers. The end of the song was approaching.

“So have yourself,” Gene whispered, looking at Judy warmly in the eyes, “a merry little Christmas, now.” Leaning in on the last note, he kissed her lips, so full of love and meaning. This was their first Christmas together being married; it was bittersweet. They were alone, both in good spirits especially after Judy’s triumphant nights at the Palace. After all they had been through together, they would finally spend the rest of their lives together, side by side. Judy knew he would be a great husband, father, and most of all, companion. And Gene thought the same thing about Judy; she was such a wonderful mother, and had always been such a great friend and lover. He knew there would be obstacles to face, and he was ready to face them whenever the time came. For now though, he relished in the sweet time they were spending together.

“Our first Christmas, together.” Judy whispered, her big brown eyes boring into Gene’s. He knew she was thinking the same thing he was. Tears welling up in both of their eyes, he embraced her, both of them wrapping their arms around each other ever so tightly. Judy sighed.

“I love you so much, Judy.”

“I love you too, Gene.”

They sat together on the couch like this, sipping on their night caps in silence, lost in their own thoughts. Gene was getting tired. But, Judy didn’t forget about the frustrations he had earlier. She had an idea brewing.

“Honey, what do you think of the decorations?”

Judy snapped Gene out of his daydream. “Oh, the decorations? Sweetheart, you know how I feel about them, I think they’re just lovely.”

Judy looked away from him, pursing her lips. “Well, there’s just one thing I forgot.”

Gene gave her a crazed look. “Darling, what could you have possibly forgotten?”

Judy looked back up at him. “Garland. On the tree.”

Gene kept his crazed stare. “You don’t need to do that, the tree looks wonderful!” He pointed at the tree. “I don’t need you to add any more stress to this night. You’re relaxing, let’s keep it that way.” Gene grabbed her hand and started to rub her thumb.

“It’s a tradition to put garland on my tree. It isn’t hard, it’ll take a minute. Could you do me a favor?”

Gene sighed. “Yes, what is it?”

“Could you go upstairs in my drawer and get those big silver scissors?”

“Why do you need scissors?”

“Can you just get them please? It’s for the tree.”

Gene pursed his lips to the side then glanced up at her, trying to hide a grin. How passionate she was about decorations, and just anything she cared about amazed him. He had never met a girl like this before. “Oh, alright.”

Gene got up off the couch and headed towards the stairs. The coast was clear.

Searching through Judy’s drawer, Gene found the big, silver scissors she wanted. Why the hell does she need these scissors? He never had seen her cut anything off the tree in these past few days, and had never seen her use these scissors. It was strange. But, he knew Judy was full of surprises and wonders.

Gene started back down the steps. “Honey, I still don’t understand why you need-”

Judy was leaning against the wall, completely naked except for her underwear, with garland wrapped around her body. It was like a scarf; it started around her neck and across her nipples, over her belly button, and loosely crossed back up to her neck. Then, to add to it all, she put her red stilettos back on, accentuating her legs. Lastly, she had a bow on top of her head. Gene’s eyes bulged, gulping hard. He dropped the scissors in shock. He felt all his blood rush to his groin.

“Wipe that look off your face, buster,” Judy said sultrily, her mood completely changed from a minute ago. She beckoned him over with her finger.

Gene, mesmerized, slowly approached Judy. Holding out his hands to touch her, she put her hand on his chest, keeping him an arm’s length away.

“Mr. Kelly, aren’t you going to apologize?”

Gene was speechless. He just couldn’t stop staring at her.

“Well?”

Gene cleared his throat, confused. “For what?”

“For thinking that I couldn’t take a hint?”

Gene remembered what he said to her earlier under the mistletoe, and all his sexual frustration was coming back. He could barely even think with her standing in front of him like this.

“I, I’m sorry,” Gene somehow said, stuttering. “Judy, you look phenomenal.”

“Good things come to those who wait. Merry Christmas, darling,” she whispered suggestively, slowly leaning towards him, tilting her head and clawing her fingers around his neck. She was so good at seducing him. He watched as her red, plump lips were inching towards his mouth. She brushed her lips against his, and within a second, Gene grabbed her waist and forcefully kissed her, releasing a ton of tension from his body. Their tongues started dancing immediately. Gene pushed her up against the wall and pinned her wrists to it, the bow falling off of her head. They were both so hungry for each other it wasn’t even funny.

“All I’ve been wanting to do is fuck you all night,” Gene breathed huskily in between kisses. “But you were so obsessed with decorating I figured you didn’t want me.”

Judy pulled back for a breath, her chest heaving, and looked into his eyes. “I’ll always want you, even with that Santa hat you’ve got on.”

Gene grinned and threw the hat off his head. Judy began unbuttoning his shirt, running her hands all over his chest. Gene wiggled the rest of his shirt off and grabbed hold of her breasts, feeling that the garland was still there.

“Time to unwrap my present.” Gene leaned back, grabbing hold of the end of the garland, and quickly unraveled it. It dropped to the ground. He stood there, admiring her body. Her curves looked more delicious than ever.

“The best present ever.” Judy could feel her nipples completely harden, and her arousal was so strong she couldn’t even move. Tingles were soaring throughout her body. Gene began circling her breasts, avoiding her nipples, torturing her. All Judy could do was lean against the wall and feel.

Gene finally met her peaks with his thumbs, circling them slowly. Judy sighed in delight. He leaned into her earlobe and started to nibble on it.

“I can’t wait to taste you.”

Judy just about lost it, moaning in pleasure. Not only did his actions arouse her, but what he always said… He moved his mouth to her peak and circled it with his tongue, then doing it to the other. Judy could feel how frustrated Gene was; his arousal was bulging against her center. However, she was just as aroused. After a long day, this is just what she needed.

Judy reached down towards his groin, rubbing him every so slowly and lightly. He groaned against her breast. With her other hand she ran her fingers through his hair and along the nape of his neck.

“Honey, I think you have too many clothes on.”

Gene popped her peak from his mouth and quickly took off his pants and underwear. While doing this, Judy took off her underwear too. Gene immediately grabbed hold of her waist and flipped her around, pressing his arousal into her ass.

He knew they both would not be able to last through the agonizing foreplay they always did with each other, however he needed to feel how slick she was. Placing his one arm around her tight, he pressed his hand into her stomach. His other hand started a trail down towards her inner thighs, while his lips began their assault on her neck. He knew she loved neck kisses, it was something he secretly knew always turned her on.

“I bet you’re so wet,” Gene whispered against her goosebump-covered skin. He spread her legs a bit with his knee and reached for her center. Gene almost came just from the feel of her; she was soaked. Judy gasped. Gene could feel her fast heart rate through her stomach.

Growling, he began to slowly circle her bud. Judy moaned, leaning against him even more, pushing her ass into his groin. Turning her head, she met his lips, passionately kissing him. He devoured her. She started to run her hands around his ass and then up to his head, through his hair and neck. She was so aroused; no other man could make her feel like this.

It wasn’t long before they both started getting very pent up. Judy was on the brink of climax, starting to grind against Gene’s hand. Her grinding back and forth against his hand also caused her to rub against his girth. He needed her to stop, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

He held her still with his hand on her stomach, so she couldn’t move. She pulled away from his mouth, needing to breathe from her overwhelming pleasure. Leaning her head on his shoulder, she started breathing shallowly, her lips parting. Gene rubbed even faster. He knew she was about to climax.

“That’s it… now let it go,” Gene growled into her ear. Her face scrunched, and she bucked against Gene, her body bursting from the pleasure. Wave after wave consumed her whole body. Gene felt her pleasure coat his fingers.

“Yes baby,” Gene whispered against her neck. He was feeling so carnal, just her sounds almost made him explode, let alone her movements. He lifted his fingers up towards his mouth and tasted, Judy watching him with full attention. His actions made her become hot and bothered all over again.

“Darling,” Judy moaned, another wave of desire rushing through her. “Take me to bed.”

No longer did the sound of music or bells radiate through the house, but Judy and Gene’s carnal love making. Clinging to Gene, Judy tried to match his movements. The noises of their lovemaking made them even more aroused. Gene was barely holding on at this point; she was so wet, and so tight. But, he didn’t want to let go yet.

Taking hold of Judy’s hips, he flipped her over, her being on top now. Judy smiled dizzily, leaning down to kiss him as she grinded against his pelvis. Gene, digging his fingers into her ass, kissed her back, smirking.

“You feel so good baby,” Gene murmured, overwhelmed with desire. He leaned towards her collarbone and began running kisses up and all around her neck, then up the side of her cheek and then to her lips once more. Judy couldn’t get over how sensual Gene always was; he always sent shivers through her body, and always focused on her.

Gene, feeling her tightening, was making him go crazy. He wanted to feel her let go first. Continuing to pump into her, he moved his hands toward her breasts, rubbing her hardened peaks, knowing this would send her over the edge.

Making eye contact, he gave her the most lustful stare, full of desire and heat. Judy couldn’t help but feel another wave of pleasure from this; the way he looked at her always turned her on. But this kind of stare she had never seen before. Trying to keep eye contact, she held onto his glance, feeling her pleasure heighten. But, she couldn’t help but lean her head back, her eyes fluttering, moaning in pleasure as she finally climaxed.

Gene continued to pound into her, feeling her walls contracting around him. Waiting for her to ride out her orgasm, he finally let go, his girth aching from finally getting a release. He couldn’t help but groan, it had been so long. They clung to each other so tightly, they both were going numb.

Gene, calming down, but still inside of Judy, looked at her sweetly, sweat dripping down his forehead. Judy smiled, leaning down to kiss him. Gene cupped her face, giving her the most passionate lip lock he had ever given.

After about a minute of dizzying kisses, Judy got off of Gene and they laid together, embracing each other in the warmth of their love.

“Wow,” Judy murmured. “You seemed pretty frustrated.”

Gene chuckled, kissing the top of her head. “You can say that again… But I think you secretly were too,” Gene gave her a questioning glance, looking down at her.

Judy pursed her lips at him. “Maybe.”

“Say, how’d you come up with that scheme anyway? With the garland?”

Judy smiled. “I’m full of surprises.”

Moving his hand to her cheek, he turned her face to his, meeting her at eye level. “I love you, Judy.”

“I love you too, darling.” Nuzzling against his neck, she murmured, “Here’s to our first married Christmas fuck.”

Gene chuckled. “Oh, honey.”

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