A Drabble A Day #8: Gifts
"Claude, what do you want for Christmas?"
Claude raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"I meant exactly what I said."
The older man shrugged. "There's nothin' I can't get by stealing."
Peter sighed. "Isn't there anything you want that can't be stolen?"
"Can't think of anything."
"Then how about this?" The younger man moved closer to Claude and slowly started kissing him. Claude's tongue began to take over, making Peter moan softly. The two were locked in the kiss until they became breathless.
Their lips were still touching, and Peter could feel a smile forming on Claude's bearded face.
"Are you sure I didn't steal that, too?"
A/N: I wonder if these are getting too fluffy... or is that a good thing?