Merry Christmas
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frogs_of_war"I'll have a blue Christmas without you," Kev sang into the phone.
Jon sighed. "Blue balls won't kill you."
He'd just wish he was dead. "You're doing alright with your Christmas of white..."
"I'm going without too," Jon interrupted. "And whose idea was it to wait until a less stressful time of year to meet my folks?"
That had been a horrible decision, but being on his best behavior for a week in someone else's house where he couldn't touch Jon simply wasn't gonna happening. "Sorry. Are you alone? I've got a hand I wish was yours."
Jon moaned.
Yes.
#
The sleigh ride had been just like the song. Including the slide into the ditch. Their horse didn't care that it had left them behind.
Vassily sighed. "That was fun while it lasted."
Gravity holding Vassily against Donovan was fun too. "Someone will come for us eventually."
"Eventually." Vassily turned on Donovan's lap. "But until then, maybe we should keep each other warm?"
He pulled the blanket over them and reached for Donovan's coat buttons.
Once they got back, Donovan would thank whoever had run them off the road. As long as no one came back for them too soon.
#
"Simon, were you one of those kids who wanted to lasso Santa?" That would explain why he had Zek in only a Santa hat, white furry handcuffs with red velvet accents, and red bikini briefs.
The being handcuffed to the bed was normal.
"Ummmm." Simon entire body was not quite touching Zek's.
"You probably wanted to squirt him with your water pistol."
"With my," Simon breathed, "something,"
Yes!
"So you could have all his presents."
"So I could have him." Simon ran a finger just under Zek's waistband and then away without touching Zek's straining cock.
Let the foreplay continue.
#
Christmas songs—with this good of a beat they couldn't be carols—filled the square. It was too cold to stand still and the song urged them to mix and mingle. Veli would.
Chase was surrounded by a gaggle of people, but he met Veli's eye. Veli put out his hand. "Dance with me?"
Chase grinned. He took Veli's and turned to a friend. "Make that tomorrow. I'll be busy tonight."
Hopefully.
Just having all Chase's attention for now was wonderful.
The music slowed. Chase pulled him close. "After this? Dinner?"
"Dinner would be wonderful." And after it even better.
#
No!
Cam had psyched himself up for tonight's party, so when Leo had called, saying he was too sick to make it, Cam went anyway. And here was Leo standing in the doorway with another guy on his arm.
"You're looking sad and lonely."
Cam turned. Jamal. He was way out of Cam's league.
Jamal touched Cam's cheek. "Not ready to go in yet?"
How could Cam walk past Leo without crumbling?
"Because," Jamal breathed against Cam's neck. "My place is close. We could come back. After we throughly muss each other up?"
Now that sounded like a great idea.
#
"Boys in white dresses with blue satin sashes, snowflakes…" Timothy sang the rest of the verse as he wrapped his arms around Kris's waist. Kris leaned into him.
Timothy had known the first day they met that Kris was a boy. He was the only one. Kris hadn't yet come out to his parents about it, which was why he was wearing a white dress and his hair went to his waist and he wore makeup (which made his eyes look fantastic).
Kris wasn't quite ready yet, but it was nice to have a boyfriend who knew the real him.
#
"Love and Joy come to you and a Merry Christmas too," Filip sang along to the radio. He was trying to keep himself busy. What if they decided not to come?
"How about Lev and John come onto you? Or cum on you?" Lev set down a bag on the counter. "John, you want to go first?"
John wrapped his arms around Filip and kissed him deeply. Filip melted into him. Lev and John had gotten married over the summer, but they still stayed the night occasionally. Fewer now that they'd also moved.
But they were spending Christmas with him.
#
I saw Mama kissing Santa Claus
"Daniel, I saw you kissing Santa Claus last night."
Sisters were so annoying. "Under the mistletoe."
Karen crossed her arms. "I know for a fact that that Santa was Jane's ex who was only here because their kids asked the mall Santa for both their parents to be together on Christmas."
"Mistle. Toe."
"You aren't leading him on or anything. He's not gay."
Thomas was bi. The kiss had led to coffee and Thomas spending the night in Daniel's hotel room. Thomas had offered to let Daniel move in with him.
A place in the city and warm nights. Perfection.
#
"And may all your Christmas be white," Jules sang. He'd never lived anywhere with snow, but it was the sentiment that counted.
"All my Christmas's are white." Taj ran a hand up Jules's side. Under his shirt.
"Taj!" Jules stepped away.
Taj stalked him. "Don't go telling me you don't like your brown sugar."
Jules closed his eyes. Those kind of jokes always embarrassed him. "My parents are watching."
"Your parents know what we get up to in your childhood room." Taj pressed himself against Jules. "A kiss won't shock them."
And then Taj kissed him in front of everyone.
#
Walt leaned on the balcony railing after his shift. Down below parents lined up their children to get their pictures taken with Santa. Kids walked away with candy canes. Parents walked away with relief.
A choir sang about the happy bustle of the city, dressed for outside. They had to be sweating in the mall.
Warm arms wrapped around Walt.
Maslo. "How is Santa's favorite elf?"
"Santa has other favorites." This year's Santa flirted outrageously with the older mothers and grandmothers.
"Well, you're my favorite elf." Maslo took Walt's hand and they rode the escalator down to the bustling mall.
#
"Uncle Xander, Santa Claus comes tonight!"
Xander scoop his youngest nephew off the couch. "That's why you guys have to go to bed. He's not coming until you're asleep."
"Aaww."
Xander wrangled the boys upstairs. He had to play "who can be quiet the longest" twice before they feel asleep.
He made his way downstairs. Bryn had all the lights out. The Christmas tree glowed and sparkled. Bryn shared his cocoa. "They asleep?"
"Mostly."
"Enough for us to indulge?"
Xander's parents, siblings and in-laws would be back later for Santa duty.
Until then Xander and Bryn could get busy.
#
"Now, goodbye." Izozt brushed Carter's lips. "Don't you cry."
Carter wasn't crying. The cold wind was simply stinging his eyes. Having a frost giant as a boyfriend meant only seeing him during snow storms, whether he used one as an opportunity to visit or created or diverted one when he couldn't stay away.
But it also meant warm nights in front of the fire with a hunk of a lover who was quite happy to never wear clothes.
"Maybe I should move to Greenland."
Izozt laughed. "It doesn't always snow there either. I'll be back again."
Until then, Carter waited.
#
"Come on."
"No, thank you." They only like him today because he'd been useful yesterday.
Faiq gather up his tool kit that had been so handy getting the electricity back for the town, put on his coat and went outside. He'd wanted to fit in so badly, but now… not so much.
Houses lit the darkness. Inside one of them was Sean, who'd been too scared of the others to befriend Faiq. But today was different.
Faiq knocked. Sean opened the door, bit his lip and let Faiq inside. He twisted his hands together. "I liked you before… yesterday."
Good.
#
"It's the stalker Santa song again," Riely fumed. "What kind of guy would want to watch someone sleep anyway?"
Jord pull him into his lap. "I watch you sleep."
"That's different." Riely stood up. "You don't need as much sleep as I do. Maybe Santa never needs to sleep. Do you suppose he really looks like Golum under all that padding?"
"I watch you sleep because you're beautiful."
Reily blushed. "Don't say that."
"Handsome?"
"Even worse." Reily hid his face.
Jord kissed Reily's neck. "Attractive. You plain make me horny."
"Well then, Jord, do something about it."
So Jord did.
#
Royal threw himself onto the couch. "I wish you paid me as much attention as you do your precious tree."
Kohen turned from putting one strand of tinsel on at a time. He slid his glasses up his nose. "Is that what this is about?"
"This?" Royal stood just so he could stomp his foot. "Your tree gets hours of preparation…"
"The tree is for everyone."
"And I'm only for you? Is that why," Royal lowered his voice, "you come quick then turn over and sleep?"
"You want attention?"
"Yes!"
Kohen licked his lips. "Then prepare not to sleep tonight."
#
Wyatt came up behind Kaiden. "Do you pine for the sunshine of a friendly face?"
Kaiden turned. His eyes widened. "Wyatt! I wasn't sure you were going to make it."
Wyatt had driven all night to spend Christmas with his family. And the boy next door.
"And miss Christmas with you?"
Kaiden was so cute when he blushed.
"Kaiden, the butter." Kaiden's mother yelled from the door.
"But Wyatt just got here."
Wyatt lifted his keys. "I'll drive."
He had something he needed to say to Kaiden anyway and alone would be better. In case it ended in a kiss.
#
"I'll be home for Christmas," sang Micah with the radio, "but only in my dreams."
Ryder looked up at him. "You are going home for the holidays."
"Well, you're going home and this place is depressingly lonesome without you." Ugh, he hadn't actually meant to ever tell his handsome roommate that.
Ryder bit his lip. "But you're going home. You should be happy."
In for a penny, in for a pound. Micah tentatively touched the back of Ryder's hand. "Wherever you are is home."
Ryder grinned and took Micah's hand. "How about we talk about this when we get home?"
#
Killian sighed and laid back on Sterling's couch. "Think of all the fun I missed. All the fellas I haven't kissed."
Those were lines from the song Killian sang at the party, still they were apt. Sterling hadn't thought their relationship would last, especially while living in different states. But Killian had stayed true to Sterling despite chronic blue balls and a well-known wandering eye.
Sterling plucked the Santa hat off Killian. "Can Santa make it better?"
Killian lifted his arms. "Santa Baby, come on down my chimney tonight."
Sterling held him close. The months apart were finally over.
#
"Hey, look, Korben," Meadow pointed. "Moshe's by the refreshment table."
"Yeah." There Moshe was, handsome as ever.
"Go kiss him."
"What!?" Moshe might be single at the moment, but all the guys he'd dated ware as good looking as he was.
Meadow rolled her eyes. "He's under the mistletoe. Go kiss him."
"No."
"Then I will." She brushed past Korben.
"No!" Korben pulled her back and squared his shoulders. "I'll do it."
Moshe caught Korben's eye and pointed up.
Meadow winked. "Kiss him once for me."
As if Korben would be thinking of anyone else with Moshe in his arms.
#
"Merry Texas Christmas," Luis sang. He missed Christmas at home. Of course he sang, ya'll not you all like the song.
Jay sidled up. "What makes it a Texas Christmas?"
Luis grinned. "Bright, sunny days. No snow. Big celebrations. Bright, happy hearts."
Although his felt better now that handsome Jay was talking to him.
"Big? I've heard everything's bigger in Texas."
Luis hung his thumbs in his belt loops. "I've heard that too."
Jay stepped closer and looked down at the place on Luis's jeans that his hands were framing. "Can I check?"
That sounded like a great Christmas present.
#
"Why are Christmas songs so…" Davon stuck his tongue through the gap where his front teeth hadn't yet grown in. "… so heteronormative."
Elias squatted down to Davon's height. "How's that?"
"Boys always want… stuff noisy stuff and the girls get dolls."
"Let's come up with a better version."
They did.
That night, Elias tucked Parker against him. "Davon wants a doll for Christmas."
Parker rubbed his face. "Do you think that's okay?"
His sister had had very traditional ideas about parenting.
"If it makes him happy…"
Parker cuddled close. "I couldn't do this without you."
And he'd never have to.
#
The most wonderful time of the year
Austin stretched. They'd sat and talked and played games. The first had left for midnight mass hours ago. Most were just now headed home. One couple was spending the night in Jose's guest room.
Austin's turn to leave. He didn't want to.
Jose plopped down on the couch beside him. "You're sitting under the mistletoe."
Austin looked up. The leaves hadn't been there when he sat down.
Jose leaned close. Austin took the invitation, but he didn't expect Jose's tongue in his mouth. Jose tasted like candy cane.
He pulled back with a hand under Austin's shirt. "Stay."
Great idea.
#
Dek reluctantly pulled on his coat. "I'll be here first thing tomorrow."
Evan zipped it up. "I wish you could stay."
Dek did too. But his sister's family were staying with him and Evan was pet-sitting for his parents.
"Let me walk you out." Evan grabbed his coat.
The first white flakes dusted the ground.
"I don't mind the snow as long as it doesn't change our plans."
Dek leaned against the car and pulled Evan close. "I'll be here no matter what."
"Could be we'll be snowed it tomorrow night after you drive me home."
Let it snow!
