"I can't sleep." Blaine whispered. Dave was lying on his side, his back towards Blaine. "Hmm" he grumbled. Outside their apartment it was cold, snow falling down softly.
Blaine sighed, as loud as he could, which forced Dave to turn around. "Come on. We have an early morning tomorrow." Dave said, his voice sleepy. He sat up, leaning over Blaine. "You know, if you really can't sleep, we could do something fun..." Dave said with a mischievous grin, hovering over Blaine. Dave leaned in and kissed him. Blaine felt one of Dave's hands go to rest on his hip, his thumb pressing on his hipbone. Dave moved to kiss his neck. He pressed soft kisses against his jaw at first, followed by kisses and soft bites near his collarbone. Blaine couldn't help a moan slipping out, which forced Dave to groan. He moved both his hands under Blaine's shirt, fingers pressing just the right amount.
Blaine got hold of Dave's shirt and helped him take it off. He pushed Dave down, moving so he sat on top of him, kissing all over his upper body. He almost reached Dave's pants, but stopped and moved back up. "Tease." Dave whispered, grinning. They made eye-contact, causing Dave to shiver. Blaine's eyes were filled with lust. Dave pulled Blaine's shirt over his head and threw it on the ground.
Their skin pressed together only increased the pure lust they were both feeling for each other. Dave's hands roamed over Blaine's back, and over the curve of his ass. Blaine moaned, kissing Dave's neck. He was drowning in Dave's scent, a feeling he loved and wished he could always have.
"Daddy" A soft voice said outside their bedroom door. Blaine stopped kissing Dave's neck and looked up. Dave was snickering. "Like father, like son. Can't sleep on Christmas eve, just like you." Blaine looked at Dave pretending to be offended. "Hey, he is your son, too!" Blaine said while he got up and put on his shirt. He opened the door and saw Caleb standing in the hallway. He was holding his favorite stuffed animal. It had been a gift for his first birthday from his granddad Paul.
"What's up, buddy?" Dave asked. Blaine loved seeing him like this, he even had a name for it: daddy mode. Dave's voice turned soft and caring and across his face stretched a sweet smile. Caleb walked to the bed slowly and snuggled in Dave's arms. Blaine closed the door and joined his two favorite boys. Even though there were gifts lying underneath their Christmas tree downstairs, this was the best gift Blaine could have ever asked for. He pressed a kiss on top of Caleb's head, and took Dave's hand in his own. He was a lucky man, he thought to himself as he finally fell asleep.