A/N: I know that I said there'd be four updates yesterday, but while writing this one, I kind of...fell asleep. Eheheh...oops. And sorry for that, by the way. I hope you all can understand. But, at least now we are up to date on chapters and days and one is going to be a little…naughty. I hope you all like it. R&R. Enjoy!
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On the Ninth Day of Christmas: Santa
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"What a day," Tadashi sighed as he sat down in a chair. The café had finally closed after a long, long day. People kept coming in and going and it got very, very busy, to the point where even Hiro had worked for eight hours. Not that eight hours was all that long, but Hiro was only fifteen and a college student and a growing boy and –
"Tadashi, I can hear you thinking from all the way over here. Stop it," Hiro said, his voice muffled by the table on which his head was planted. They had just finished mopping the floors and were now waiting for them to dry. Actually, they hadn't needed to wait, but neither one of them left like moving.
"Says the pot calling the kettle black," Tadashi countered, yawning as he did so and flashing a tired grin over at his brother, whose face, it seemed, was attached to the table.
"I'm not thinking. My brain shut off three hours ago," Hiro told him. Tadashi watched him, chuckling softly. His brother, his baby, his Hiro, looked so worn out and tired…it was adorable. He didn't even know why it was – could it be his hands, which were almost but not quite, skimming the floor or his slouched body, which made him seem even smaller than he was? - but it just was.
"We should probably get upstairs. A nice, hot shower and sleep sounds pretty darn sweet right about now," Tadashi said. Hiro grunted and turned his head so that he was facing Tadashi. There was an adorable pout on his adorably kissable lips.
"I don't think...I can walk," Hiro said. His brown eyes looked glazed and exhausted, but they didn't distract him from what Hiro was implying. He chuckled and ran a hand through his short, black hair.
"Sorry, Hiro, but I am not carrying you." At that, the pout deepened and Hiro huffed and turned his head away from Tadashi.
Silence fell upon them, but Tadashi was okay with that. What he really wanted at that moment was peace and quiet and sleep. And he just needed to get up and walk up the stairs and fall on his bed. Any minute now, he'd get the energy to get up. Any minute now...
His eyes shot open when he felt something, or rather someone, wriggle its way onto his lap. Sitting up, Tadashi saw that Hiro had snuck his way over to him and was sitting on his lip. Grinning up at Tadashi, Hiro wrapped his arms around his neck and pressed his body closer, soft giggles causing him to shake ever so slightly. Oh God, now was so not the time for Hiro to be doing this. Already tired from a long day of work, Tadashi knew exactly how his body would react from Hiro straddling him just so. In fact, he could already feel his pants tightening as his cock began to harden.
"Hiro," Tadashi tried to make it sound like a groan, but he knew it sounded more like a mewl. Hiro's grin widened and he nuzzled Tadashi's neck, his soft breath tickling the older boy's skin.
"It's a few days before Christmas and I haven't had my turn on Santa's lap yet," Hiro said innocently enough, but Tadashi could still feel that grin and Hiro's lips brushing against his skin as he spoke only sent shivers down his spine and made him fully erect. As tired as he was, Tadashi had little to no control over his body and his reactions; of course, when Hiro was involved, he had little control anyway.
"I'm not Santa," was all Tadashi could say weakly, even as his arms wrapped themselves around Hiro's tiny waist.
"You were wearing a Santa hat earlier. Close enough," Hiro pointed out and wiggled more on his lap, his butt brushing against Tadashi's erection more times than what should have been necessary (but that's Hiro).
He had to bite his lip to keep himself from moaning and Tadashi pulled back a bit to look down at his brother. Hiro's head popped up and he gave Tadashi a sweet, innocent smile that he didn't buy for one instant. But he noticed that Hiro's cheeks were slightly red and that there was a devlish look in his eyes tinted by lust. Maybe it was a bit cruel, but Tadashi couldn't help but feel triumphant that he wasn't the only one who was having problems, it's just he was the only one who had any self-control apparently. Well, Tadashi had had years of keeping his hands to himself and just because he and his brother were lovers didn't mean that he couldn't control his urges. Just...he couldn't really control them right now.
"Please, Santa," Hiro said, pouting up at Tadashi as his big, brown eyes began to water. He squirmed again and Tadashi allowed a soft moan to slip.
"What do you want Santa to do for you, Hiro?" Tadashi asked, his large hands traveling down Hiro's sides and landing on his hips, keeping him in place as Hiro's backside rubbed against his erection. He couldn't help himself anymore; he was too tired to try and reign himself in and it just felt utterly fantastic. Hiro always made him feel that way, even if they weren't touching. It was one of his many gifts, Tadashi supposed.
"I want," Hiro said in a soft, breathy whisper. He squirm again and bit his bottom lip as his eyes met Tadashi's. Lust began to cloud Tadashi's vision and when Hiro shifted again, he released a louder moan.
"Yes, Hiro?" Tadashi could barely managed, his voice nothing but a whisper as well.
"I want..." Hiro repeated as he wiggled oh, so sinfully on Tadashi's lap before he leaned in and pressed his lips to Tadashi's ear.
"I want...you to carry me upstairs," Hiro finished in his normal voice with his usual smile on his face, as though he wasn't just seducing his older brother seconds before, and Tadashi groaned and leaned his head back.
Of course. Of freaking course. He should have known it would come back to Hiro wanting Tadashi to carry him upstairs so that he could sleep. Well, two could play at that game. Tadashi grinned down at his brother before he stood up, energy surging throughout his body as he gazed down at his brother, who was clinging to him after having been suddenly jostled.
"Okay, Hiro. You win. I'll carry you upstairs," Tadashi said and then he pressed his lips to Hiro's ears and added, "But you won't be getting any sleep tonight after a stunt like that."
Hiro moaned softly and tightened his hold around Tadashi's neck as the older boy began their ascent upstairs. Neither one of them was going to be getting much sleep, but Tadashi was okay with that. They would, hopefully, be sleeping in tomorrow morning, which meant that Santa could have his way with his mischievous, little elf all night long. Oh, revenge was going to be sweet.
