A Highlander For Christmas

Party Time! Oh No!

I was stuffed and cinched, and yet I was able to move freely, and the corset wasn’t so tight that my boobs were shoved into my throat. I was quite surprised at the outfit that Lila found for me. She took one look at me and dragged me to the back room and told me she had a perfect outfit for me. She ignored the two men I was with but scowled at Mackenzie.

It seems that even the older women were tired of Gregor Mackenzie as well. I think I was going to like this village. I went home with Alexei and found out Eugenia and Sinclair would be going to the party as well. There was also a security company setting up cameras and a system for me as well.

Alexei was a man of his word; he also hired some people to stay at the property to make sure everything was in working order and that no one tried anything while I was at the party. The security men and the workers were watching me with curiosity, and they stayed far away from Magnus and my evil emu.

My costume was not a traditional take on Scottish wear but a hybrid of it. It was a corset of black and gold with a beautiful plaid of greens and blues, an undershirt of white with flared sleeves and a white lace and satin underskirt finished it off. A jaunty beret with a silver sword pin holding a peacock feather in the same plaid as my overdress.

I looked at myself in the mirror and decided that my makeup was going to be subtle, and I was going to wear my knee-high boots. They laced up and had buckles on the side. I called them my Alice in Wonderland boots. Well, more like the video game Alice, I twirled the dress and put some funky necklaces on that I made and some bracelets I made as well.

There was a knock at my door and the barking of Magnus. I smoothed the dress down and hoped Magnus was not going to jump on me. I did not need his big paw prints all over my pretty dress. I was looking forward to this party and I did not like being social.

“You look beautiful, darling! Oh, Magnus sit! The big baby has been whining and pacing since you locked yourself in the room. I have something for you.” Eugenia came into the room carrying a small wooden box and I scratched Magnus on the head. He trotted into the room and jumped on the bed, dug at my covers, and then flopped down with a groan.

“Just make yourself at home boy. Oh, Eugenia, you look great!” She was wearing her husband’s clan colors and her outfit was a traditional Scottish dress complete with arisaid. She sat on the window seat and held the small box out to me.

“This was your aunt’s jewelry; she would have wanted you to have it.” I chewed my lower lip and shook my head.

“I am sure Melinda left it to you, you should keep it Eugenia.” She chuckled and continued holding the small jewelry box out for me. I sighed and took it from her. I opened it and saw an emerald and silver necklace with teardrop earrings. I took off the jewelry I had on and quickly put on Aunt Melinda’s jewels. The earrings, necklace, and bracelet complimented the colors of my plaid dress perfectly. I hugged Eugenia and twirled again for her. She clapped in delight, and we left the room arm-in-arm.

I told Alexei I would ride into town with Eugenia and Sinclair. He was fine and said he would meet us at Gordon Castle. I practically bounced in the front seat of the truck as we drove over the old stone bridge leading into the courtyard of the old castle. Lanterns and fairy lights decorated the castle, and I pressed my nose up against the windowpane.

Bounding out of the cab of the truck, I looked around for Alexei and saw him in full Scottish regalia and my mouth dried up. Oh, he was looking fine in that kilt. Alexei bowed and offered his arm to me, and I hurried over and caught the slight smirk as he saw my shoes.

“Not a word, I dressed up and that should be enough for you.” He continued to smirk and chuckle.

“Well, you will be the best dressed one here. That outfit is stunning.” I snorted and squeezed his arm, the compliment going straight to my head. We walked through the huge wooden doors and were in an entryway decorated with evergreen wreaths, garlands, and a giant tree. The sounds of drums and pipes filtered from an open doorway to our left.

Alexei led me onto the dance floor, and I felt a little foolish. I was not sure what to do with myself and twerking did not seem appropriate for the occasion. Alexei yanked me close as a slow song started. I could slow dance, at least all I had to do was sway and move with Alexei.

“You look enchanting, and all eyes are on you, my dear.” I could feel the heat creeping up into my cheeks and glanced around the room. There were people watching us and there were a few women glaring at me.

“Can we just disappear or go back home? You know Netflix and chill.” He laughed and couples on the floor looked at us. After the song ended, we walked over to the buffet and Fiora swept me up in a huge bear hug and I could have sworn one of my ribs cracked.

“ACH! Ye made it! Come let me introduce ye around to the girls.” She dragged me towards a group of people, and I was introduced with a flurry of hugs and greetings, and condolences because everyone seemed to know Aunt Melinda.

Fiora handed a leaded glass of mead to me and urged me to drink up, I was seriously thinking about not partaking in alcohol though. I did not need ho Annabelle coming out at a classy event like this.

“May I have this dance?” I turned around and my jaw dropped, Gregor Mackenzie was standing in front of me looking like a dark-haired Sam Heughan in his all-out Scotsman regalia. I have already seen him all dressed up once before but something about his getup tonight, complete with a sword. Oh, I hoped that thing was real because I wanted to play with it.

We bowed to each other, and he pulled me close. I was enveloped in his musky scent, and he even had the faint scent of hay and horse on him. Oh, he smelled like heaven. I practically nuzzled my nose into the hollow of his neck but also kept eyeing his sword.

“Ye want to touch my sword, don’t ye.” I snorted and couldn’t help the giggle that escaped.

“Now which sword are we talking about here? Because I really want to play with your broadsword.” His cheeks pinked slightly, and he leaned in closer, and his lips grazed my ear.

“Which broadsword? We can always continue what we started in the cave.” His fingers trailed down my back and I shivered at his touch. Parts of me wanted to just throw him down right there and have my way with him, but the rational part of my brain won out and I gripped his sword and wiggled my eyebrows.

“Ye think they would know not to let the trash into the building.” A waifish woman pushed into me, and I nearly tripped over my dress. Mack tightened his grip around me and glowered at the blonde bimbette who knocked into me.

I knocked into the bimbo, and she went stumbling into her friends and almost went down. I heard Mack cursing under his breath and caught him glancing at Alexei.

“I thought this was a classy dance, oh looks like it is a ho down.” The girl went flying at me and I dodged her. People were watching us with a mixture of horror, curiosity, and shame. I flicked my hair and stared at the slut pack.

“Gregor! Are ye going to let that trollop talk to yer girlfriend like that?” I pulled away and stared at Gregor Mackenzie. He looked from me to her, and I turned on my heel and signaled for Alexei to follow.

I stood outside the castle bathed in the glow of the lights, the chill in the air bit through the layers of clothes and I rubbed my arms. A coat draped over my shoulders, and I saw Alexei with my purse in his hands and he was looking back inside. The sounds of arguing and screaming wafted through the open doors.

“Well, you certainly know how to make things interesting.” I raised an eyebrow and took my purse from Alexei; he opened his arms and I stepped into his embrace. Relishing the warmth and comfort in the hug.

“Can you take me back to the house? Also, can we get beer and pizza and lots of junk food?” I sniffled and Alexei stroked my hair. I would not cry, and I refused to let that jackass make me cry.

“I can do whatever you want me to. If you want, I can even go back in there and beat Mackenzie to a pulp or even find some charges to have him sit in jail all night.” I looked up at Alexei and saw the concern in his green eyes and before I knew what I was doing, I was pulling him down and kissing him.

The world seemed to stop, and it was just the two of us locked in that moment. I pulled away and his eyes were wide with shock, and we stared at one another. I pulled back and he closed the space, pulling me close and kissing me again. He pressed me against the wall of the castle, the rough stones scraping against my back. His hand caressed the side of my neck and I let out a mewl of pleasure when his tongue caressed mine.

We pulled away panting and he had this cocksure grin on his face, the man was an amazing kisser and why should I just let my stupid heart lead me all over? I grabbed his hand and led him toward his car. I turned around to look back at the castle and saw Gregor Mackenzie watching us from the doorway. The look of hurt on his face almost made me stop and go back, but let him have his fun.

We were not an item, and I was tired of getting hurt. I was going to see where this thing with Alexei was going and if I had some fun in the process I might as well. I decided maybe it was time to let my slutty self out to play every now and then.