#caseoh fic

With Christmas right around the corner, you had been spending more and more time at the trailer. You spent your days decorating and baking (with the little ingredients you had) just to make everything a little better for Case when he eventually made his way home, which you had noticed was later and later lately.

Tonight you had an even more special surprise in store for him, however. You had called his manager earlier this morning to see when Case got off work, just to make sure you were ready when he time came.

As 9:00 PM rolled around, you heard the rumbling of a truck pull up in the driveway, the dogs barking at Case as he slammed the door to his truck closed, trudging his way to the door. You glanced one more time in the mirror, making sure you looked perfect.

Your hair fell perfectly, your makeup just subtle enough that, unless looking closely, you might not even notice it were there. And your outfit? A very thin, silky robe covering a rather scandalous Christmas colored bra and panty set, all lace and silk. It served more as decoration than actually having a functional value, given it covered practically nothing. Perfect for the occasion.

The front door creaked open, "Baby, 'm home!" Case yelled as he kicked off his boots.

You sauntered in, registering the exhaustion on his face before he even saw you.

As he was shrugging off his jacket, he glanced up, noticing what you were wearing. A small smile broke out on his face, which broke out in a flush as he looked back towards the ground.

You walked over to him, your steps light as you tried to be seductive. You tried your hardest to take yourself seriously.

"I got you an early Christmas gift, if you wanted to open it?" Giving him a peck on the cheek as you took his coat, hanging it on the rack by the door.

"Oh yeah? I bet I can guess what it is," He chuckled, pulling you into his arms and giving you a kiss.

No matter how tired, frustrated, or upset he was, he never failed to make you feel like the happiest girl in the world.

"Oh, I don't know about that," You started, pulling him by his hand to his computer set-up.

You commanded him to sit, and he looked at you questioningly.

"Go on, log onto your computer," You gave him a pointed look, one that told him there was, somehow, a point to all this.

You had bought Case some horror game you knew he wanted to play. You figured he technically wanted to play it on stream, which if things went as you planned he would not be doing tonight, but you figured he wouldn't mind.

"Honey, you didn't need to buy me that, I know you ain't got the money," He spun around in his chair, his large hands on your hips as you then began to straddle his lap.

You leaned down, pecking his lips, his facial hair tickling your face as your hands tangled in his curly hair.

"I thought 'money didn't exist', remember?" You replied, smiling into him.

He chuckled, and you turned your body to where you were half sitting-half laying across his lap on the chair.

"I'll sit right here and watch you play, make sure you're enjoyin' yourself, alright?" You giggled to yourself knowingly.

It took a solid ten minutes of gameplay, and your constant squirming, for his heartrate to spike. It took another five for his hands to begin to wander during a cutscene, just for you to swat them away, telling him to focus on the game. It wasn't until you worked your hands under his shirt before he asked if you were trying to kill him. You just laughed, told him your hands were just cold.

After a good forty minutes, which is much longer than you thought either of you would last, you were sucking on his neck, hands wrapped in the tangles of his gorgeous orange locks. Your hips were softly griding up against his, soft whines and whimpers filling the air.

He began to beg at the fifty minute mark.

"Please, baby, please. I don't think I can handle it," He began to plead.

"But honey, I bought you this game, don't ya like it? Got it just for you," You teased, pulling your mouth away from his neck.

"Love it, really, just love you more."

He truly has always been a sweet talker, you think to yourself before sighing.

"Fine. But you have to finish this game. Paid too much money for it to go to waste, y'know?" You said, meeting his eyes as you unbuckled his belt.

He groaned, mumbling something under his breath. Nevertheless, he began playing again, rather determined to finish the game so he could have his way with you once and for all.

You smiled to yourself, knowing just how hard you were making it on him, especially as you tried to pull his pants and boxers down his large thighs. You giggled as you saw his already-hard length flop out of the confines of his underwear.

Before you flipped around on his lap, you spared a glance at his face. You didn't think you had ever seen him this red, or, well, this flustered.

You leaned forward on his desk, wrapping your legs around him as much as possible to keep you from slipping off the chair, and reached back to move your expensive panties to the side.

It wasn't until you moved his length to brush against your slit that you heard him truly moan for the first time that night. Biting your lip, as to not expose just how much you were enjoying teasing him, you sunk down onto his length.

You watched as his gameplay faltered, the mouse slipping on the desk and his fingers twitching on the wrong keys.

You felt his breath become shallow, quickening as you began to grind on his lap, breathy moans of your own filling the room.

"You are gonna be the death of me, seriously. Can't we just- mm- just go to bed?" Case forced words out, barely able to string a sentence together due to your excruciating pace.

At that, you laughed, sitting up and wrapping your arms around his neck behind you, the change in position allowing him deeper inside you. You bit back your answer as his length hit the deepest parts of you, clenching your thighs together as much as you can, which isn't much given Case's large lap in between them.

You decided maybe you could be a little lenient, in fact.

"Just- ah - ten more minutes, alright? Then you can do whatever you want, alright? Just- mmm - a little bit longer baby," You whimpered out, grinding back and forth on his lap.

You felt his responding laugh more that you heard it, he vibrations hitting your back. You felt his facial hair tickle your ear as he leaned his head down to kiss your neck.

"Alright, baby, ten more minutes and then we'll see who's really in charge here, yeah?" He whispered in your ear, shifting his hips backwards, giving you more room on the chair and giving him a better angle to play.

You had never seen him so focused, his hands barely faltering as you fucked yourself on his cock mercilessly. The constant pummeling of his cock onto your g-spot began to be too much, the feeling of his twitching girth inside of you making you wish you had never gotten this stupid idea.

You wanted to give up, tell him time was up and he didn't have to play anymore, but god was he hot when he was determined.

A few moments later - or hell, it could have been hours later and you wouldn't have been able to tell - Case wrapped his large arms around your waist, not bothering to save the game or close the window, and stood up.

You yelped, not expecting the sudden movement, and then whimpered at the sudden emptiness you felt as Case slid out of you, moving you to hold you bridal-style as he walked you into your bedroom, kicking off his pants and underwear as he went.

"Y'know, for a Christmas present I sure feel like you were the only one gettin' treated back there," Case started before throwing you onto the bed.

You looked at him, really taking him in for the first time that night. He was a mess in the best way possible, his hair sticking up in all directions, becoming frizzy, completely naked from the waist down. His smile illuminated his face, and his eyes glimmered, reflecting the only light in the house- the Christmas lights from the living area.

He was truly beautiful.

Utterly breathtaking.

And the best part? You knew he felt the exact same way about you. It had nothing to do with the light makeup you had on, or the way you did your hair, or hell, even the stupidly pricey lingerie you bought to impress him. It was because he loved you, every inch of you.

There was nobody either of you would rather be in this moment with, and that in itself was the best gift you could have asked for this Christmas.

"What're you lookin' at?" Case asks, leaning down to pin you in between him and the mattress.

"Just the most beautiful man I've ever seen," You responded, making him chuckle.

"I should be sayin' that to you," He playfully kisses all over your face and neck, making you laugh.

"You should be calling me a 'beautiful man'? Is that supposed to be flattering?" You joked, getting another laugh out of him.

"You know what I mean, pretty girl."

He begins to kiss you, seriously this time, passion flowing behind the kiss. His hands begin to work their way down your sides, goosebumps following the path of his fingertips as they trail along your skin.

"I think it's time I give you my early Christmas present, don'cha think, honey?" He murmurs, sitting up on his knees while he slowly peels the now-soaked fabric of your panties away from your core, throwing them to the floor.

You try to snap your legs together, the air in the room slightly too cool on your now-exposed core. Your instincts aren't strong enough for Case's large hands, which spread your legs as far as they will go.

You flush with embarrassment at being this exposed, even after all this time.

Case lines his length up with your center, muttered praises and moans filling the air as he begins to stretch you out yet again.

Any thoughts you once had about anything, from worries about Christmas coming up, to money, are immediately replaced by Case. His smell, warm and slightly musky from work, the feeling of his hands gripping onto your sides for leverage, the pleasure from his cock pistoning in and out of you at a near feral pace.

You love when Case fucks you like this, when he truly lets go. It doesn't always happen, and didn't start happening until a few months ago. He has always been on more of the shy side, and sex has never been an exception. You beam, knowing it means he trusts you enough to let go like this.

It also doesn't hurt that it's the best sex you've ever had.

He pins your thighs to your abdomen, leaning forward and quickening his pace to accommodate for the new position. With every thrust you can feel yourself moving closer and closer to release, and based on the erratic movements of Case and the twitching of his cock, you know he is right there with you.

"I'm gonna, Case I-" You can't finish your sentence before Case starts circling your clit with the rough, calloused thumb pad.

Before you know it, your thighs begin to tremble, and your vision goes white. You moan out, gripping his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin, certainly leaving marks.

You feel his hips stutter, and hear him muttering praises before groaning loudly, ropes of cum spurting into you.

You grin as he pulls out, flopping down on the bed next to you, the world coming back to you. You've never felt so full and so empty all at the same time, and you can feel the evidence of your little "present" seeping out of you onto the sheets you know you will have to wash in the morning.

But for now, you roll over onto Case's chest, sitting up only to pull his shirt off of him, which takes great effort from both of you. You curl up into him, sleep threatening to take over your body, and feel Case's arms wrap around you with a kiss on the top of your head.

"Merry Christmas, sweetheart," He murmurs.

You smile into his skin before responding, "Merry Christmas."