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January |
Itsuki just flashed Aoi that mischievous gin of his and kissed him on the nose. “Merry Christmas, love.”
“Merry Christmas to you too…damn fox.”
They had been together for nearly six months and Aoi was still getting used to his lover’s little quirks. Then again, he was still getting used to waking up next to the same man every morning… Aoi was a dancer…okay, stripper, and occasionally a whore…and was never been terribly interested in anything long term, of course that was before Itsuki showed up in his life.
“You better not let Santa hear you talking like that…”
“Itsuki…even if there was a Santa Claus, it’s not like he’s going to come and take stuff back.” Aoi slipped his arms around the kitsune’s neck and nipped at his bottom lip. “Besides, I thought you liked it better when I was naughty.”
“True…I guess I could always leave you presents even if Santa won’t.”
“And I’d rather have you sliding down my chimney any day.”
“You don’t have a chimney, love.” Itsuki blinked at Aoi making hopeful puppy eyes.. “But, since you’re up…”
“Yes, we can go open presents.” Aoi threw his hands up in disgust. “Don’t forget we have the Christmas party tonight too…Kale’ll kill me if we don’t show up tonight.”
“He won’t kill you. He’d be short handed if he did.” Itsuki rolled out of bed his ears twitching slightly. “And you know how much he hates that.”
“Thanks…” Aoi stood and pulled on a pair of reindeer boxers, an early gift from his foxy man. It made him really curious to see what else Itsuki got him. “Let’s go open the damned presents already.”