Harry Potter walked into his flat and quickly brushed the snow from him mop of hair. Spotting his husband on the couch, Harry wondered over and bent to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Hello Draco. Still wrapping gifts?"

Draco looked up and smiled, "This is the last one for Teddy, then I'm done".

Harry hummed, "You look happy, excited for Christmas tomorrow?"

Draco sniffed and stuck his chin up, "Of course. Since you stole my letter to Santa, and most definitely read it, without my permission, I'm shore to get everything I wanted". Draco indignant expression turned into a pout at the unfairness of it all. A pout that drove Harry mad with lust. "It's not far, you didn't write one, how am I to know what you want?!"

Harry smirked, "Well if you really want to know...", Draco perked up at this, "what I want most is you; wrapped up nice and neat with a bow tie and your pert little arse in the air, waiting to be taken".

Draco's eyes flared with heat and unspoken promises but he still gave another pout at not getting what he wanted.

Harry gave a low chuckle, for a Slytherin his lover could be quite naive sometimes. However, Harry could see that the idea had interested Draco, so he did what he desperately wanted to do, and swooped down to devour that cut little pout. Draco moaned in pleasure and delight.

Harry quickly decided that the present wrapping could wait and scooped the flushed blonde up, settling their hips together in a tantalizing grind. Getting to the bedroom was an exercise in restraint.

Harry woke up the next morning and was surprised to see that Draco wasn't next to him. Getting up he went in search of his wayward spouse. Walking into the living room, Harry came to a jolting holt upon seeing said husband.

Just as he wished for, Draco was naked and tied up with a hunter green felt ribbon. It was tied in such a way that the ribbon covered Draco's mouth, kept his hands behind his back and, of course, his bottom straight in the air with a bow situated over his hole.

It was bloody hot as hell, but one look at Draco's absolutely furious eyes and Harry was edging towards the door.

With an indignant hiss from the tussled blonde the door slammed shut and bolted itself. Harry glanced from the still quivering door back to his incensed lover. Giving a nervous chuckle he said, "Who knew Nick would take me so literally, or had a sense of humor for that matter?"

Draco growled in outrage.

"Right, I guess I'll just 'unwrap' my gift first then, yeah?"