Willoughby Blake Imagines

Peekaboo

I stood on my tiptoes doing my best to hang the little baubles, glittery snowflakes, ribbons and all sorts of other such things on the tree in the hall but about getting to the edge of my reach bearing in mind it's a big tree and I'm not that tall. still humming my little tune from the radio.

"Peekaboo" I heard and I saw Willoughby smiling at me peaking under my skirt

"WIlloughby!" I yelled grabbing his stripped slaughter tie andganking that damb sparta head up to meet my own "What do you think your doing?"

"Just.... giving you a hand" He smiled slapping my butt "I'll grab you a ladder" He smiled going and getting a ladder he would hold the ladder for me to help me decorate the tree holding the ladder for me and passing me up tinsel and other decorations all the while any chance he got he would peak up my little slaughterhouse skirt so often times I could kick him gently kinda playfully for his peaking I stood right at the top of the ladder trying to get as much stuff near the top as I could I could feel his eyes on me still so I looked down and saw him standing holding the ladder and smirking as he looked up my skirt, I sighed and went down my ladder grabbing some tinsel wrapping it around his head so the tinsel covered his eyes "Ahhhh oohh god! glitter! glitter everywhere!" he complained

"Ohh grow up Willoughby "I giggled

"y/n... is that you?" he asks grabbing me grabbing my boob and my butt

"Willoughby! hands off and eyes off or so help me I will shove the tree up your ass and make you the star" I warned him going back up the ladder

"your a meanie" He complained as we finished up with the tree and I headed down the ladder taking the tinsel off his eyes "Come on my little girly, it's Christmas" He whined cuddling me tightly

"One kiss" I smiled giving his lips a nice kiss he happily kissed back holding me close

"Thank you, shall we go do the next tree?"

"Alright. but this time your going up the ladder" I laughed