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“Merry Christmas, Charles. This has by far been the best Christmas I’ve had and it’s because of you. Because I have you.” Goddamn, he was being sappy as fuck, wasn’t he? His cheeks burned red. “So, uh, yeah… fuck. Merry Christmas. I love you.” Two of the sentimental gifts he’d given him were both photo related. One was a collage of their moments together and another was one that said World’s Best Dad with the word Dad empty to fill with whatever photos of Charles’s choosing. There were some other cute, sweet and funny gifts, too, but those were the ones Flint was most excited to give him.

The one that had Dad empty had made Charles smile the brightest. It spoke of years to come, and that they’d fill with pictures of their future children. Charles had never expected he’d find the love of his life the way he had, and he wouldn’t change that for the world. He wouldn’t even change the month long tension and the chase he’d given, and how they met made for the best story at Thanksgiving!

Charles had bought himself a sweater that was too big for even his body so he could cuddle in it comfortably, and right now he had one sexy shoulder exposed as they exchanged gifts in the house. Charles had gotten a few things; some lavish, some just helpful for him. He showered James with probably too many gifts, but he wanted to give him the world. A sweet custom gift was a picture that had been taken of them in public, Charles hugging him tight from behind and practically on his back, in a crystal frame. He thought he might like it for his desk at work.. and to keep any vultures away.

But there in that sweater and pajama bottoms, he leapt out and pounced him, tumbling him down to the couch with an oomph of his own. He covered his face in kisses, then sat mounted above him, laughing breathlessly. He was very red. “ I love you so much, James. You’ll always have me. I’m yours until the end of time itself. “

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“ You can still be horny in the cold. “ Charles smirked, eyeing him up. “ You’re a little horny right now, in fact. “

The man behind the counter was amused at the burly redhead and his muscular beau, the latter seemingly completely comfy in the cold. As soon as James pushed into him, he wrapped an arm comfortably around him, gloved hand rubbing at his side and back in an effort to warm him up again. He was trying not to all out cackle at the ongoing conversation, but when he told him to fuck off the laughter came out.

“ No.. “ The American grinned. “ He hates the cold. I grew up in the mountains, so I love it. And I’d like the same as him, please. Extra peppermint in mine? “ Whenever their order had been taken he moved them to the side. He rubbed his hands together again and placed them on either side of his face in an attempt to warm him up. “ That any better? My poor popsicle of a boy. “

“Why is it so FUCKING COLD!?”

“ You’re such a big baby when it’s cold.“ Charles smirked to himself, blowing on his hands. It was cold out here in the Christmas market, but it was vibrant, musical, and colorful. They were decked head to toe in winter clothes, although James was much more bundled. He slipped an arm around his waist and pointed “ How about we get some hot chocolate? It probably won’t be as good as mine, but.. “ Then Charles started to giggle, stopping the two of them.

“ Oh my god, James! You’re Rudolph! “ Poor man was so cold the tip of his nose was red. It was adorable on his grumpy partner.

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The way his entire face suddenly went red had Charles cackling. He was so damn cute when he was flustered. James was a tough man. He hid his sensitivity from most, so to see him flustered was a treat. Though when he called him Santa? Charles smirked.

“ Let’s go get some hot cocoa.. “ He reached up to cup his shivering, red face. “ Then find a cozy corner to sit. You can sit on my lap. “ Oh such a wicked grin. “ You’ve been such a good boy, you’ll get the biggest package from Santa this year. “ He grinned, patting his cheek. As his boyfriend stood probably more flustered, he walked past him toward the hot cocoa. Then he turned to look at him. “ Well, what’re you waiting for, Rudolph? Onward to hot chocolate! “

“Why is it so FUCKING COLD!?”

“ You’re such a big baby when it’s cold.“ Charles smirked to himself, blowing on his hands. It was cold out here in the Christmas market, but it was vibrant, musical, and colorful. They were decked head to toe in winter clothes, although James was much more bundled. He slipped an arm around his waist and pointed “ How about we get some hot chocolate? It probably won’t be as good as mine, but.. “ Then Charles started to giggle, stopping the two of them.

“ Oh my god, James! You’re Rudolph! “ Poor man was so cold the tip of his nose was red. It was adorable on his grumpy partner.

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“Why is it so FUCKING COLD!?”

“ You’re such a big baby when it’s cold.“ Charles smirked to himself, blowing on his hands. It was cold out here in the Christmas market, but it was vibrant, musical, and colorful. They were decked head to toe in winter clothes, although James was much more bundled. He slipped an arm around his waist and pointed “ How about we get some hot chocolate? It probably won’t be as good as mine, but.. “ Then Charles started to giggle, stopping the two of them.

“ Oh my god, James! You’re Rudolph! “ Poor man was so cold the tip of his nose was red. It was adorable on his grumpy partner.

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Charles practically giggled as he complimented his hot cocoa skills once again. He shrugged a coy bare shoulder with a smile. “ Learned from the best. “ Of course he meant his mother. He poured more hot chocolate into the new mug, grabbed the whip cream and laid it on thick. He then grabbed a nearby candy cane and put it in, stirring with a smile.

He went to get a drink but then Flint asked the question and he laughed softly. “ Which one? The one where you put a hole in the wall or the one with the ring? “ He smirked to himself, taking a sip of his cocoa. The mug was placed down and he reached up to his face, grabbing the whipcream from his beard with his fingers, sucking it off. His eyes never let his. “ Mm. I think both of them were pretty fucking romantic. The first, you were so afraid of losing me. I could see the love in your eyes. The second was.. extremely romantic. “ He cooed. “ Even Izzy can’t top that. “

“ It’s A Marshmallow World in the winter.. when the snow comes to cover the groouuuund.. “ Charles might’ve been a singer, but Christmas tunes weren’t his specialty and right now he was singing because no one was listening to him. Flint had gone to do secret Christmas shopping with Izzy, and Charles had stayed home. At the moment, he was fancying up his peppermint hot cocoa in the kitchen, singing his favorite song. “ It’s a time to play.. it’s a WHIPPED CREAM DAY!” He said as he placed a dollop of cream atop his cocoa. “ I wait for it the whole year rouuuund..”

"You can show Charles the ring while you're here. He made me promise to show him as soon as you picked one out." Flint said with a roll of his eyes, though there was a grin in place to show his amusement. He was excited about the proposal Izzy had planned for Stede on Christmas, especially when he asked about the possibility of him performing at their wedding. Though the wedding planning hadn't officially begun, obviously, since the proposal still needed to happen, but if Stede said yes - or rather when he said yes - then it was already planned for Flint to be Izzy's best man, which Flint was incredibly honored by. Hell, he even teared up a little bit and blamed it on his non-existent allergies. He was happy for his best friend and he couldn't wait to receive the text, or call, confirming that the blond said yes. There was no fucking way he'd say no.

After parking, Flint grabbed a couple of bags filled with goodies he bought while out and headed inside the house with Izzy. One bag that only had decorations he set by the door, but the other he intended to sneak into the bedroom and hide it... somewhere. But the sound of Charles singing distracted the redhead and he stopped to listen, making sure that was indeed Charles singing. He looked at Izzy and smirked and slowly followed the voice which brought him into the kitchen where he found Charles singing and dancing while making what appeared to be hot cocoa, judging by the small mug on the counter and the whip cream. The large amount of it which had Flint chuckling, his arms crossing across his chest as he leaned against the wall. "Mm, it does appear to be a whipped cream kind of day, doesn't it?" He spoke up, announcing his presence as he watched his boyfriend with an adoring look in his eyes. Fuck, he was so goddamn cute. @fornassau

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Izzy rolled his eyes. “ Knowing Stede he probably has hot cocoa or dinner ready, so I’m just not spoiling myself. “ He stuck his tongue out. “ And I bet he’s going to cry, though I think he’ll be confused at first. I’m going to give him a lantern, and the ring is going to be inside. “

Charles was still happily eyeing the ring, but his nose scrunched. “ Why a lantern? “

“ See, he’ll make that face, and then I’ll say it’s because you light up my life, and have him open it up and find the ring. “

His jaw dropped at how fucking romantic that was. It was sappy too, which he figured Stede would like, but he smacked Izzy likely. “ Who knew you could be such a sap! That’s the sweetest fucking idea, Iz. “

Izzy smiled and passed the ring to Flint. “ You better not lose it. You’re the best man, holding the actual wedding rings is kinda your job. “ He smirked, moving to hug them both. “ I better get going. If I’m late, he’ll start harassing you two with calls. “ He chuckled. “ See ya. “

With that Izzy left, and Charles was left smiling. What he had planned he knew Stede would love. Watching James sip his hot cocoa, he rolled his eyes. “ You can just have that one, hon. I’ll make a second. “ He kissed his cheek softly and moved to the stove and counters, pulling out another large mug. “Seems like you two had fun today. Is he nervous? “

“ It’s A Marshmallow World in the winter.. when the snow comes to cover the groouuuund.. “ Charles might’ve been a singer, but Christmas tunes weren’t his specialty and right now he was singing because no one was listening to him. Flint had gone to do secret Christmas shopping with Izzy, and Charles had stayed home. At the moment, he was fancying up his peppermint hot cocoa in the kitchen, singing his favorite song. “ It’s a time to play.. it’s a WHIPPED CREAM DAY!” He said as he placed a dollop of cream atop his cocoa. “ I wait for it the whole year rouuuund..”

"You can show Charles the ring while you're here. He made me promise to show him as soon as you picked one out." Flint said with a roll of his eyes, though there was a grin in place to show his amusement. He was excited about the proposal Izzy had planned for Stede on Christmas, especially when he asked about the possibility of him performing at their wedding. Though the wedding planning hadn't officially begun, obviously, since the proposal still needed to happen, but if Stede said yes - or rather when he said yes - then it was already planned for Flint to be Izzy's best man, which Flint was incredibly honored by. Hell, he even teared up a little bit and blamed it on his non-existent allergies. He was happy for his best friend and he couldn't wait to receive the text, or call, confirming that the blond said yes. There was no fucking way he'd say no.

After parking, Flint grabbed a couple of bags filled with goodies he bought while out and headed inside the house with Izzy. One bag that only had decorations he set by the door, but the other he intended to sneak into the bedroom and hide it... somewhere. But the sound of Charles singing distracted the redhead and he stopped to listen, making sure that was indeed Charles singing. He looked at Izzy and smirked and slowly followed the voice which brought him into the kitchen where he found Charles singing and dancing while making what appeared to be hot cocoa, judging by the small mug on the counter and the whip cream. The large amount of it which had Flint chuckling, his arms crossing across his chest as he leaned against the wall. "Mm, it does appear to be a whipped cream kind of day, doesn't it?" He spoke up, announcing his presence as he watched his boyfriend with an adoring look in his eyes. Fuck, he was so goddamn cute. @fornassau

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Charles pouted a bit, but he’d returned the whipped cream to the counter, just to have Flint eye him up and down like he wanted to lick him like a candy cane. He was about to say so when Izzy made his appearance and was elbowed, which made him snicker. “ You two want some hot cocoa? It’s peppermint and there’s plenty. “

Izzy shook his head. “ No thanks, Charles. I’ve gotta get home to Stede soon before he starts worrying. “ He then snickered at the suggestion and Charles had pouted.

“ Baaaaaabe.. “ He cozied up to James, curling his arms around him sweetly. “ But we need presents to go under the tree. “ Before anything else could be said, the ring was mentioned and his eyes lit up. He let Flint go and turned to Izzy. “ Oh let me see. I bet it’s blue. “

Izzy snorted and reached into the bag, pulling out the ring box. There he revealed a beautiful diamond ring, with aquamarine. “ I know it’s more of a woman’s ring, but.. you know Stede. He’s.. “

“ Extra? “ Charles snickered but stared at it with utter admiration as he purred. “ Izzy, it’s stunning. He’s going to love it. “

“ It’s A Marshmallow World in the winter.. when the snow comes to cover the groouuuund.. “ Charles might’ve been a singer, but Christmas tunes weren’t his specialty and right now he was singing because no one was listening to him. Flint had gone to do secret Christmas shopping with Izzy, and Charles had stayed home. At the moment, he was fancying up his peppermint hot cocoa in the kitchen, singing his favorite song. “ It’s a time to play.. it’s a WHIPPED CREAM DAY!” He said as he placed a dollop of cream atop his cocoa. “ I wait for it the whole year rouuuund..”

"You can show Charles the ring while you're here. He made me promise to show him as soon as you picked one out." Flint said with a roll of his eyes, though there was a grin in place to show his amusement. He was excited about the proposal Izzy had planned for Stede on Christmas, especially when he asked about the possibility of him performing at their wedding. Though the wedding planning hadn't officially begun, obviously, since the proposal still needed to happen, but if Stede said yes - or rather when he said yes - then it was already planned for Flint to be Izzy's best man, which Flint was incredibly honored by. Hell, he even teared up a little bit and blamed it on his non-existent allergies. He was happy for his best friend and he couldn't wait to receive the text, or call, confirming that the blond said yes. There was no fucking way he'd say no.

After parking, Flint grabbed a couple of bags filled with goodies he bought while out and headed inside the house with Izzy. One bag that only had decorations he set by the door, but the other he intended to sneak into the bedroom and hide it... somewhere. But the sound of Charles singing distracted the redhead and he stopped to listen, making sure that was indeed Charles singing. He looked at Izzy and smirked and slowly followed the voice which brought him into the kitchen where he found Charles singing and dancing while making what appeared to be hot cocoa, judging by the small mug on the counter and the whip cream. The large amount of it which had Flint chuckling, his arms crossing across his chest as he leaned against the wall. "Mm, it does appear to be a whipped cream kind of day, doesn't it?" He spoke up, announcing his presence as he watched his boyfriend with an adoring look in his eyes. Fuck, he was so goddamn cute. @fornassau

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James had been so sweet in getting his mother flowers and toys for kids, although frankly he wasn’t sure just how many were there at the moment. He’d even gotten his dad a bottle of whiskey which was a smart move. He knew he’d wanted to make a good impression.

Though as soon as they had parked his mother had ran outside with her arms open. Charles unbuckled as fast as he could and bolted from the car, running to her happily. “ Mama!! “ He wrapped his arms around her tightly and lifted her up to spin her around before putting her on the ground.

“ Oh my beautiful baby boy. “ She patted his cheeks once she’d been set down, full of giggles. “ Have you been eating? Your face looks thin. “ Despite the fact he was nothing but rippling muscle. But then she peeked over his shoulder to see James, and immediately went to give him the same treatment.

“ Here’s my handsome future son in law!!! “ She ran right up to him to give him the biggest hug she could, and just like Charles, she held his face. Then she grinned and looked over her shoulder at her son. “ Oh you picked a handsome one. He’ll be my most handsome son-in-law. “ She whispered. “ Just don’t tell his sisters I said that. “ She winked.

“ MY BOY!!! “ His father’s voice boomed as he now made his appearance. He was huge, a true giant of a man, as evident in how he went to Charles and plucked him up completely off the ground, giving him a tight squeeze.

“ Da—d.. can’t breathe.. “

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“ Because he probably will. “

Oh, great. That made him feel a lot better. Now he was feeling nervous like a frat boy being interrogated by his date's partner. Though when Charles called him a good decision, he smiled. "Aw, shucks. I'm glad you think so." He chuckled, giving him a quick kiss. "But will your dad think so? Cause now you have me a little worried about him. He's probably going to think I stopped you from going home." What with Charles deciding to stay after the two of them met the night of the concert and got together not long after. "Out of curiosity," He clears his throat. "Did you tell him exactly how we met?" How they literally bumped into each other outside of that bar. How Flint cussed him out, and nearly knocked him out, and how Charles spilled his drink all over him and called him a gingercunt. If not, then it would make for quite the story dinner. Fuck.

"Thanksgiving week, I'm assuming." Which was 2 weeks away so that would give Flint enough time to get things ready. There were plenty of people working at the Rehabilitation center and they were closed Thanksgiving and the day after, anyway. Same for the repair shop. It would work out just fine. It wasn't like they were getting much business at the shop anyway, due to it being colder now, but that was to be expected. "I'm looking forward to seeing where you grew up," He smiled, arms wrapping around his middle. "And meeting your family. Is, uh, your dad looking forward to having us there?"

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Izzy smiled nervously to himself about the ring. He couldn’t believe he’d done it. He’d bought the ring, and his lantern he planned to place it inside. “ And you don’t mind holding onto the ring? It’s just — you know how Stede is. Last year he unwrapped and rewrapped one of his gifts. He still thinks I don’t know. “ He grinned.

Izzy could hear the happy singing when they were inside. Christmas tunes definitely weren’t Vane’s style, but he wasn’t bad at it either. He waited patiently in the living room.

“ There are — JESUS FUCK!! “ Charles hadn’t even heard the door open or the two sets of feet. He was in his own little world, and the sound of Flint’s voice made him jump twenty feet, the can of whipped cream flying into the air and hitting the floor with a metallic thud. He spun around and caught his boyfriend, silent as a fucking mouse before he spoke, just looming in the doorway. “ Scared the shit out of me!! “ He put a hand over his chest, and then went to grab the can he’d thrown on the ground.

He was wearing a pair of reindeer pajama bottoms, bare foot and bare chested even in the winter. His hair was a loose mess which only added to the appeal of his cuteness. After he’d recovered, he laughed a little. “ Was just making some hot cocoa. You want any? “ And of course his eyes ventured to spot the bag in his hand. He grinned. “ Is that for me? “

“ It’s A Marshmallow World in the winter.. when the snow comes to cover the groouuuund.. “ Charles might’ve been a singer, but Christmas tunes weren’t his specialty and right now he was singing because no one was listening to him. Flint had gone to do secret Christmas shopping with Izzy, and Charles had stayed home. At the moment, he was fancying up his peppermint hot cocoa in the kitchen, singing his favorite song. “ It’s a time to play.. it’s a WHIPPED CREAM DAY!” He said as he placed a dollop of cream atop his cocoa. “ I wait for it the whole year rouuuund..”

"You can show Charles the ring while you're here. He made me promise to show him as soon as you picked one out." Flint said with a roll of his eyes, though there was a grin in place to show his amusement. He was excited about the proposal Izzy had planned for Stede on Christmas, especially when he asked about the possibility of him performing at their wedding. Though the wedding planning hadn't officially begun, obviously, since the proposal still needed to happen, but if Stede said yes - or rather when he said yes - then it was already planned for Flint to be Izzy's best man, which Flint was incredibly honored by. Hell, he even teared up a little bit and blamed it on his non-existent allergies. He was happy for his best friend and he couldn't wait to receive the text, or call, confirming that the blond said yes. There was no fucking way he'd say no.

After parking, Flint grabbed a couple of bags filled with goodies he bought while out and headed inside the house with Izzy. One bag that only had decorations he set by the door, but the other he intended to sneak into the bedroom and hide it... somewhere. But the sound of Charles singing distracted the redhead and he stopped to listen, making sure that was indeed Charles singing. He looked at Izzy and smirked and slowly followed the voice which brought him into the kitchen where he found Charles singing and dancing while making what appeared to be hot cocoa, judging by the small mug on the counter and the whip cream. The large amount of it which had Flint chuckling, his arms crossing across his chest as he leaned against the wall. "Mm, it does appear to be a whipped cream kind of day, doesn't it?" He spoke up, announcing his presence as he watched his boyfriend with an adoring look in his eyes. Fuck, he was so goddamn cute. @fornassau

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Bastard. Charles watched as he tilted his head and exposed more of his throat, almost mocking the exact move he’d just pulled. It took everything in him not to leap up just then, but he felt like playing coy, which he was incredibly good at. He’d drawn him in just by playing coy, and he damn sure wasn’t going to stop now.

He pushed the final strands from his neck, again bringing attention as fingers glided over his own throat. He uncrossed and crossed his legs again, refusing to break eye contact. Charles always had intense eyes. “ You know what I need. Come show me how you like the taste of me. “ That could’ve meant what was in his trousers but it clearly meant his blood. He let his eyes venture downward, then drag slowly up again to his. “ I want those fangs in me. “

“ James.. “ Charles slowly pulled back his long hair, drawing extra attention to his fingers as he exposed his throat and tilted his head. “ I need you. “ [from vampire chaz]

“Charles…?” Flint hummed in question, brow quirked as he felt Charles approach, the tone of his voice needy. Flint wasn’t particularly in a needy mood himself, but he didn’t mind Charles feeding on him if he really needed to. “Hmm, in what way exactly?” He asks with a chuckle, leaning back in his chair a little bit as he tilts his neck to the side, waiting for his answer. Not that he needed it given he could sense both his hunger and arousal, but still. @fornassau

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Charles had been so insistant on not having Christmas decorations up before Thanksgiving but he had caved. He got into the Christmas spirit early and the tree was up. But now that he turned around, his nose wrinkled at him. He immediately started to crazily giggle at why he was the reindeer, but then he touched his ears. That move made him shiver, but he pouted. “ My ears aren’t pointy! “ They kind of were and it was a cute look.

“ Hmm, maybe it’s both? And really all I wanted was to see you in the antlers. And you’re adorable. “ He booped his nose.

Charles snuck up quietly behind James, slipping a reindeer antlers headband onto his head. He practically giggled, getting up on his feet so he could kiss his cheek from behind. “ Now it’s Chrisrmas time, baby. “

James didn’t hear him coming until he was right behind him, startling him with the sound of… bells? Followed by something being placed on his head that did, in fact, have bells on it. Antlers. Reindeer antlers. James chuckled as he looked up as though he’d be able to see them, so instead, he reached up with his hands to touch them, tracing cloth and the bells attached to them. “It’s been Christmas time.” He corrected with a smirk, shaking his head to make the bells jingle before he turned around to face him. “Wait, why am I the reindeer?” He questions. “Is it because you like to ride me, or..” he reached up to touch his ears. “Because you have ears closely resemble that of an elf?” @fornassau

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His chest and belly rose and fell as he laughed about denying he was adorable, in the most adorable way possible. It just made Charles squeeze him in his arm, leaning down to give the top of his head a quick kiss, smoothing back his hair and just smelling his musk for a moment. Fuck, he was lucky.

Maybe he’d hated Flint so much at first because he was so attracted to him. Maybe because James seemed to have no sexual interest and even hated him. Charles had provoked that, but how else was he supposed to get his attention? He was like a kid on a playground, shoving someone to show how much he liked them.

But he felt so warm when he vocalized that he liked it. He liked his strong and tough boyfriend taking care of him, showing softness only to him. Everyone else got the tough and violent version of Vane. They saved their best parts of themselves for each other. Again, he kissed the top of his head, murmuring as he closed his eyes. “ I’ll always take care of you, James.. “ He purred. “ Always. “

“Move.” Flint demanded as he approached the bed, though his demand came out rather weak, a result of how utterly exhausted he was. Exhaustion that was visible all over his face. He stripped himself down to just his drawers while Charles moved over on the bed and once he did, Flint climbed on in. He slipped underneath the covers and cuddled against his lover slash fellow Captain’s side before grabbing hold of his arm and lifting it up, then he pulled it over his body while he laid his head on his very muscular, yet comfortable chest — nothing just a low hum of contentment falling from his lips.

Only Charles got to see this side of James Flint. Everyone else got the cold shouldered, angry ginger. Vane got that as well, but he also got sweet moments like this where his lover was nothing but affectionate, and daresay needy.

As soon as he made an appearance, he could see he was exhausted. Dead man walking, nay trudging to rip his clothes off which of course stole his attention. Tired or not, James was a fucking work of alabaster art. He might not have thought highly of himself compared to Charles, but Charles couldn’t get enough. He loved every inch of him, every red hair, every freckle.

He chuckled softly as he lifted his arm, said arm falling around his shoulders as Flint got situated. Immediately he brought his hand to the back of his head, pulling the ribbon that still held his hair free. Once he placed it on the nightstand, his hand returned to his head and beautiful hair, slowly gliding his nails over his scalp. “ Mm.. “ He purred. “ Just rest now, James. “ He cooed.

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Flint snickered at his words. He licked his own lips and spoke over his shoulder. “ I look forward to when you can enjoy me again. “ He was patient. He could wait. Hell, itd been ten years since he’d been with a man until Killian came along.

He fetched his trousers from a nearby drawer and came to his bedside. “ Ready? “ Gently he reached out for him to aid him in sitting and then maneuvering to the side of the bed. James lovingly dropped to his knees to tend to him, briefly looking up as he helped him get into one leg and then two. “ Stand up for me. “ When he did, he tugged those trousers up and buttoned. Then he wrapped an arm around him and helped him over to the chair by the window. You had to really care for someone to help them in such a state, and James was smitten. He’d play nurse as long as he needed.

Once he was settled, he bent down to kiss his forehead. “ Anything else you need? I’ll go check on breakfast. “

Flint chuckled, his eyes having crossed when he was booped. “ Fine, fine.. don’t want another minute in bed with me, I see how it is. “ He smirked softly and carefully got out of the bed, nude form stretching high to the sky as he yawned.

“ Do you want to attempt trousers today or simply keep your nightshirt? “ He had been cut about the abdomen after all. He didn’t want him to hurt worse. But Flint scooped up his own leathers and slipped at least that part on. His hair was down since he’d been asleep, a wild mess. He yawned again and moved to his side of the bed. “ But don’t push it too much, Killy. Don’t go bursting at the seams. “

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Charles loved the random silly pick up lines. He’d just been relaxing after spending time with his siblings. Sometimes he just needed to be naked. His mom had already shown James baby pictures and told him how he never wanted to put clothes on as a kid. That never left him. So here he was in their room, bare ass naked.

The fact that he spouted a sexy line and that made him grin. He rolled over slightly onto his side, letting his eyes look him up and down, smirking. Oh if Flint wanted to tease him he could give it right back. Now he was exposed to him, giving him the fuck me eyes; the look he often gave when sucking him off. “ Mm, James.. “ He purred. “ Are you telling me you wanna double stuff my Oreo? “

“Were you planning on making a cobbler? Because your peach sure is looking juicy.”

Charles turned his head as the comment was made, snickering to himself. That one liner was successful, and as James tugged the sheet off, he stuck that meaty booty out a bit for him to admire. Wasn’t exactly weird for him to be laying around naked. “And you must work at Subway.. “ His eyes drifted to his groin with a grin. “Cuz you’re giving me a footlong.”

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