John chuckled, "just a kiss, Celeste, unless you want to negotiate."
Celeste bit her lips and sighed, "fine, just a kiss."
John raised an eyebrow, "so eager for this drink, aren't you?
"Just come here already."
John stood up and leaned towards Celeste, "well, come on, give me my prize."
"W-what?" She gasped and frowned, "I should come to you?"
John smiled mischievously, "so you were eager to kiss me? Well, why didn't you say so? Come, I'll give you a kiss."
John extended his arms and Celeste's face flushed red.
He stroked her arms softly and her hair stood up. Celeste shuddered but leaned forward. She stopped when their faces were inches away from each other and looked away, her cheeks beet red.
John's arms wrapped around her waist and he pulled her into him, her breasts pressed against his hard chest and she could feel his member pressing against her crotch, she gulped and bit her lips, her expression confused.
Merry Christmas everybody!