Day Three of Advent

Day Three opened by Sunne
Dan/Tyler from Wild Raspberries

Domino Theory

It’s probably not the best idea to smack your lover in the face with a snowball when he’s a trained killer, capable of wreaking a terrible revenge, but Dan does it anyway. The snowball arcs through the chill air and—Tyler dodges it easily, twisting his body to the side.

The snowball hits the trunk of a sapling and a shiver runs through it. Cause and effect. The snow deposited on a narrow branch slips off and lands neatly on Tyler’s head.

For a moment, Dan’s fate hangs in the balance. Tyler’s hot as hell, kind in his own way, and Dan loves him to bits, but the guy has a moody side.

Not today. Tyler lets out a startled whoosh of breath, shakes his head vigorously, then charges. Dan lands on his back in the deep snow, Tyler’s weight pressing him into the cold fluff, Tyler’s hands on him in all sorts of interesting ways.

“Brat,” Tyler says and kisses him, cold lips, warm tongue. “Gonna make you pay for that.”

“Yeah? How?”

Tyler’s sneaky. He has the zipper on Dan’s jeans down, the button flicked open, and his hand through the narrow gap before Dan registers the attack. His cock wakes up, eager, hungry, then Tyler tugs on fabric and the world becomes a colder place.

Bare ass against the snow, cock sticking up like an icicle, Dan flails wildly, but Tyler’s not letting him go.

When Tyler’s mouth fits around the head of his cock, warming the chill, sending a sizzle of heat down to his numb toes, Dan loses interest in trying.