Title: Underneath
Characters: John Entwistle, Marlene Richelieu
Word Count: 777
Rating: NC-17 [sex]
Warnings/Spoilers/Summary: John gets home after visiting his mum for Christmas. With his son away for the night, is he spending Christmas night alone?


"Christmas Tree"

Light me up with me on top lets falalalala lalalala
Light me up with me on top lets falalalala lalalala
The only place you wanna be is underneath my Christmas tree
The only place you wanna be is underneath my Christmas tree
Light me up with me on top lets falalalala lalalala
Light me up with me on top lets falalalala lalalala

Ho ho ho (Ra pa pam pam) under the mistletoe (Ra pa pam pam)
Yes everybody knows (Ra pa pam pam)
We will take off our clothes (Ra pa pam pam)
Yes if you want us to we will you

Oh oh a Christmas, My Christmas tree is delicious
Oh oh a Christmas, My Christmas tree is delicious

Space Cowboy
Light you up with you on top lets falalalala lalalala (lets go!!)
Light you up with you on top lets falalalala lalalala (lets go!!)
Ho ho ho (Ra pa pam pam) under the mistletoe (Ra pa pam pam)
Yes everybody knows (Ra pa pam pam)
We will take off our clothes (Ra pa pam pam)
Yes if you want us to we will, you

Lady Gaga
Oh oh oh Christmas, My Christmas tree is delicious
Oh oh oh Christmas, My Christmas tree is delicious

Here here here (Ra pa pam pam)
The best time of the year (Ra pa pam pam)
Take off my stocking’s we’re
I’m spreading Christmas cheer
And i’f you want us to we will, you

Oh oh a Christmas, my Christmas tree is delicious
Oh oh a Christmas, my Christmas tree is delicious

Space Cowboy, Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga and she goes
Space Cowboy, Lady Gaga, Lady Gaga
Here we go
Cherry cherry boom boom!




December 1977

Entering his house after stopping in to see his mum. John paused. There was a different air in the house, much of which he instantly attributed to the French perfume clinging to the warm air. He instantly grinned; Marlene was home from France. Like an expectant child on Christmas morn – though that was a day away – he searched the rooms of Quarwood. Finding all the likely rooms empty, John frowned as he left the bedroom and headed down to fix a drink. Maybe he had mistaken her scent.

He headed into the living room to make his way to the bar and froze as his blue eyes glanced at the Christmas tree. In front of the sparkling tree stood his model girlfriend, dressed only in Christmas red stockings. Her long hair curled about her shoulders and he was ever glad he convinced her to let it return to her natural red color. A tendril curled around her left nipple. John wished to push it aside and circle it with his fingers. Instead, his eyes continued down her body. His mouth fell open as his gaze passed her navel. Her deep auburn pubic hair was no longer its normal trimmed triangle. Instead, it had been shaped into a Christmas tree and colored green. Outside of porn, he had never seen such a thing.

She purred, “Light me up and put me on top.”

As her sultry, slightly French-tinged voice spoke, his thoughts snapped. He did not say anything, but stepped forward, his hands reaching for her. Her fingers grasped his, stopping him from touching her. His eyes remained on hers and she motioned above her with her smoky eyes. Glancing up, he noticed the mistletoe and leaned in to kiss her. Marlene leaned away, her eyes gesturing to his clothes. With a smirk, John understood, dropped her hands, and dropped his pants. She let him kiss her then, her manicured fingers wrapping around his cock.

Without being asked, John knelt before Marlene and nudged her legs slightly apart. With a quick smile, he leaned forward and kissed her Christmas tree. He showered kisses on her pubic mound as his long fingers probed her sex. Marlene’s fingers dug into his hair, clenching and unclenching in concert with his kisses. She moaned softly when John parted her petals to lick her slit.

“Your Christmas tree’s delicious,” he muttered between licks.

She moaned and pushed his face away from her body. Growling like a feral cat, Marlene pushed John onto his back, on the floor. She sat on his stomach, grinding her sex against his skin. John moaned as she reached behind and stroked his cock. His hands clenched her thighs, trying to push her backwards so he could thrust into her. Her eyes held his and she refused to move back, keeping her hand slowly teasing him. Deciding that two could play that game, John’s fingers spread her petals and pushed into her dripping sex.

Letting their handiwork continue for a few moments, until she felt her body begin to tense, Marlene suddenly pushed backwards, aimed his cock towards her entrance, and sank fully down onto his engorged cock. Both moaned as her body fully encapsulated his. Eyes locked with his, she began to gyrate slowly. Within moments, her self-restraint disappeared and Marlene began to bounce quickly on him. John’s hands attempted to seize her jiggly breasts. His fingers captured her nipples and clamped down hard. Marlene moaned, tossing her hair back, as his harsh treatment of her nipples triggered her orgasm. Feeling her clench around his cock, John grunted and thrust up in her, his balls tightening and shooting up into her pulsating body.

Slowly, they sank back down. Marlene did not move off of him, but leaned down and kissed John. His hands released her breasts and he wrapped his arms tightly around her. His tongue slipped into her mouth, rolling around with her tongue. Fingers tracing down her spine, he cupped her ass, pressing her closer to him.

“Ho ho ho, under the mistletoe,” he chuckled.

“The only place you want to be is underneath my Christmas tree,” she breathed.

“Oh, baby, you know that’s true.”

Marlene quickly got off him, standing up, “Want to take my stockings off and spread some more Christmas cheer?”

His eyes flicked to her nylons, his not quite soft cock instantly responding, “Oh god, baby, do I ever.”

“Then let’s fa-la-la-la-la, la-la, la, la upstairs in bed,” she winked and stepped over him, heading towards the stairs.

John could hardly get up fast enough. She was right. The only place he wanted to be right then, was underneath her Christmas tree.