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Smutty Advent - December 16

Rig sat on the back porch, wrapped in a blanket, eyes on the ocean. He could smell hot buttered rum and something chocolaty and he could hear Rock singing Silent Night at the top of his lungs. Rig had on huge, misshapen hand-knitted socks from one of the nieces, the dogs were playing in the sand, and Dick was laughing.

It was perfect.

"Merry Christmas, Momma. Daddy." He lifted his eyes to the sky, to the stars twinkling up there. "Love y'all."

"Rigger? You coming in or should we come out?"

"I'll come in, y'all. It's getting chilly."

He whistled up the dogs and headed in, happy as a pig in shit.

Smutty Advent -- December 15

Gordon stirred the stew and then dropped in the dumplings, humming as the smell wafted up. Tomorrow they'd have a house full, but tonight was just the two of them.

"Mmm. Someone's making my favorite meal." Warm hands wrapped around his hips, Frank humming happily.

He chuckled. "Guilty."

"Mmm." Soft nibbles traced his hairline. "Everything is ready for tomorrow." One of the best things about Frank was his heart, the way the man took in every stray on earth.

"Excellent. I made sure all the sheets and blankets were washed. And the air mattresses are all stacked in the spare room." Everything was taken care of, tonight was theirs.

"Then tonight, I can enjoy my Christmas with you."

"Yes." Gordon turned put the lid back on the pot, set the heat to simmer, and turned in Frank's arms. "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas." Frank's face was all smiles.

He brought their lips together, kissing his lover, losing himself in it, knowing Frank had him. It was his own personal miracle, right there.

Smutty advent - December 14

I've got some Jarheads for y'all just below. First -- I've got a guest post on Marie Treanor's Chrismtas Party today, including a contest.

Smutty Advent -- December 14

Rig turned the iPod up louder, singing happily as he worked on setting up the tree. His men would be home soon from the gym and there was chili done, hot chocolate at the ready, even a huge batch of cookies from Helen.

The dogs suddenly headed for the front door, barking happily, tails wagging like mad; his men were home. He turned the lights on, nodded. That part was done.

"We're home," called Rock, coming in.

"You started the tree," Dick noted.

"Just got it upright and lit. It's good, to have days off."

"I can think of better things to do than the tree." Rock waggled his eyebrows.

Dick laughed.

"There's chili, hot chocolate, cookies..." he noted.

"Blow jobs?" asked Rock, voice hopeful.

Dick's laughter increased.

Rig arched an eyebrow. "I'm giving up sex for Lent."

Rock frowned. "That's not now -- that's Valentine's day."

Dick was going to hurt something soon if he kept cackling like that.

"Easter, Blue. That's Easter." He chuckled, tickled.

"No, I'm pretty sure Easter has the Bunny." Rock grinned, hands sliding around his waist.

"Mmm. Hop hop hop." He pressed close. "Hey, Rocketman. Kiss me hello."

Rock did, mouth dropping over his. The lights dimmed, his world tightening to that hungry kiss. One big hand dropped to his ass and pulled him in close against Rock's solid muscles. Oh, merry Christmas to him.

Dick pressed up behind him, mouth sliding on his neck. He moaned, groaned low into Rock's lips. Dick and Rick started to move, rocking into him, back and forth. Rig melted, letting them hold him, move him.

Rock's lips left his for a moment, Dick and Rock of them kissing over his shoulder before Rock's mouth found his again.

"Hungry tonight." Not that he wasn't.

"You did the lights so I don't have to, makes you the sexiest man alive."

Oh, now, that did make him smile. "Flatterer."

"You're underestimating how much I hate those fucking lights."

"I know about the lights, Rock. Dick's promised to do the outside tomorrow while we watch and heckle."

Rock looked at Dick who laughed and nodded. "I've been promised you'll both do me once they're up."

"Fuck yeah, works for me." Rock grinned and took his mouth again.

His own personal Grinch. Rig loved it. Dick's tongue flicked back and forth across his earlobe. Rock even had his own little dog. Oh, he'd probably keep that thought from Dick, though.

Just then his Pretty found the spot on his neck that made him a little crazy. Rig's eyes crossed and he jerked, humping Rock's thigh. Rumbling, Rock rubbed back, encouraging his movements.

"Want." Not like Rock didn't know that, but that wasn't the point.

"Uh-huh."

"Couch. Naked," suggested Dick.

"Uh-huh," repeated Rock.

"Good idea." Chili could wait.

So could the tree.

Hug the ones you love extra hard today.

Hug the ones you love extra hard today.

Random Friday

Are we really already halway through December? Really? I can't believe 2012 is almost over.

I'd thought I'd signed up for the Candy Cane Kink Giveaway Blog Hop, and for the Purrrfectly Giftastic Christmas Blog Hop but apparently not. That's no reason for any of you guys to miss out on a contest just because I fell asleep at the wheel, so to speak, so if you leave a comment on this post, I will pick a winner on Monday for a $10 Torquere Press gift certificate.

Wallflowers comes out on Sunday from Amber Allure and Beaten and Mannies Incorporated come out on Wednesday from Torquere. I'm very excited about all three and will leave you with their covers. Today's smutty advent is coming soon.

Smutty Advent - December 13

Adam and Matt from Sold and Hoarse Play

Adam looked at the blank tree, the boxes of roses and lights and evergreens everywhere. He'd never thought decorating a B&B would suck so hard.

Matt came through from the kitchen, carrying another pair of boxes piled one on top of the other. "I think this is the last of it."

"Yay." He thought maybe Christmas sucked.

Matt gave him a look. "Oh, lovely, this will never do." Matt put down the boxes he was carrying.

Oh, God. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Master. It's going to be great."

"I don't care about the decorations, lovely. But you look shattered and it's Christmas -- I want you to be happy!"

"I just... there's so much." So very much.

"So leave it until tomorrow. We'll hire someone to come in and help up put it all up." Matt took his hands, squeezed them and began walking backward.

"Oh, that's a waste. I'm just being lazy..." He followed, eyes on Matt's face.

"No, it's a lot of work and if I can't indulge my lovely one now and then by getting someone else to hang all that shit, I mean those beautiful seasonal decorations..."

"I..." Oh, Matt was magical. Perfect. Wonderful.

"Just forget about them, Adam. And if you can't, that's okay, I have plans that will drive everything but you and me from your mind."

Matt was still backing up, leading them to their room.

"Yes, Master." His heart began to pound, excitement replacing exhaustion.

"I might have picked up a few things for your stocking. We might need to break them out early." Matt got the bedroom door open and candlelight danced, throwing shadows on the walls.

"Candles..." How lovely...

"I thought we'd start in front of the fire with a massage and then work our way from there."

"Are you tense, Master?"

"No, lovely, you are."

"Oh. Oh!" He wasn't sure whether to be embarrassed or pleased. It was more challenging than he'd thought, taking care of so many people.

"Now strip and let me make you feel good. It's been too long since I pampered my lovely one."

"Yes, Master. Thank you." He pushed into Matt's arms and risked a punishment by stealing a kiss.

Matt's sweet laughter filled his mouth. "You're welcome. Merry soon to be Christmas."

"Merry Christmas to us."

"Yes. Love you so."

This kiss was given freely, Matt breathing into him.

The worries and world disappeared, shattered, leaving only his master.

It was the perfect gift.

Thursday Three - the blogging edition

Dawn's Reading Nook has an interview with Slayde from Mannies Incorporated today.

I'm posting over on Romance for the Rest of Us today.

I'm at the TRS Release Party today -- talking about Wicked Gift, Beaten and Mannies Incorporated.

Naughty List Blog Hop

As a part of the Naughty List Blog Hop, I'm featuring Drink Me Sweetly by Adera Orfanelli in the Santa's Helper's series.

See the previous entry in the bloghop, and go on to the next one on December 17.



Cora Bellagio, owner of The Bitter Bean and hundred-and-fifty-year-old vampire, has three rules:

1. No one touches her special brew
2. No one knows what's in her special brew
3. She will never date a human.

But when Tony Laverde accepts the job as her newest barista and coffee elf for the holidays, she starts wondering what it would be like to drink from him, especially when she catches him in his candy cane boxers as he's changing into his elf suit. A late night cleaning up, a few too many Baileys & coffee, and hot sex in the store room has her rethinking rule number three.

You can pick it up here.

Check out the Naughty List contest Changeling is running for lots of prizes!

Smutty Advent -- December 12

Bel searched recipes on the internet, looking for traditional and twists on traditional meals. He and Kerry were planning to try all sorts of new things over the holidays.

Kerry came in to the office, cookbooks in his arms. "I'm back from the library, love. I brought research."

"Excellent! I've been searching the web." He pushed back from the desk, offering his dear boy his lap.

"What did you find?" Kerry cuddled in, humming softly, eyes dancing and warm. "Mmm. You feel so good, sir."

"So do you, boy." He wrapped his arms around Kerry and kissed the top of his head. "Like magic."

"Mmm." Kerry cuddled in, eager and warm, wanton. "I found a lot of chocolate things that will be fun to try and even more fun to taste test."

He nuzzled along Kerry's neck, his boy so warm and smelling so nice. "We could even bring some of the successes to Frank and Gordon's."

"They'd love that. We should make them a platter."

"Sounds good." He tilted Kerry's head and took a kiss. A hello, an I love you, a let's make love.

His boy opened, eager, needy, wanting him. Groaning into Kerry's mouth, he shifted his boy so Kerry was stradling him. His boy was hard already, pressing against his belly. It made him hum, deepen the kiss.

"Can the research wait until later, love?"

"Uh-huh." Even if it had been last minute, the research could wait for this, for loving his Kerry. "I already have everything I really need for Christmas, right here."

Kerry nodded. "This year, I do too."

Wicked Gift Wednesday!

Wicked Gift is out today!



Alec has the perfect gift for his lover Kono this year -- his best friend Swan.

Kono has a lot of fantasies about being a submissive, while Alec likes to watch and Swan is the best Dom he knows, so a week together fulfilling Kono's fantasies seems like just the ticket.

Of course, he hasn't taken into account that maybe there are stronger feelings at play here between all of them. Will these three men turn out to be exactly what they each need for Christmas this year?

Read an excerpt here.
buy it here.

I'm guest blogging on Sarah Makela's blog today for the Naughty List Blog Hop, talking about Christmas Elves are Ringing.

I'm also over on torquere_social today, talking about Wicked Gift and my two upcoming novels Beaten and Mannies Incorporated.