Smutty Advent - December 21

Little Francis and Nick -- the new boys from Beaten!

Francis looked at Nick, handed over a little wrapped box. "Merry Christmas."

"What's this, Kitten?"

"A...a present. I know that Christmas is soon and I...Master Killian said you usually go away for the holidays and I wanted you to have this first." Nick hadn't said anything about leaving, but the man hadn't said anything about staying either. Or decorating. Or anything, really.

"I usually go away because I don't usually have someone to be with. I do now." Nick shook his head. "I'm sorry, I just assumed we'd spend it together."

"Oh? Oh, yes, because Master Killian said I could stay with them, but I told him that you'd want me, want to be with me." Oh, he'd known it.

Nick nodded emphatically. "Of course I do. Kitten, This Christmas, every Christmas."

"Oh, then you don't get your present. You have to wait." He put it back in his pocket.

Nick pouted. "That's evil!"

"Sorry. You'll like it. I promise."

Chuckling, Nick wrapped him up and kissed him soundly. "As long as I have you, I can wait."

"You have me."

Always.