The Twelve Days of Christmas

THE THIRD DAY

Requested by: SnapeLovesMe

Prompt: On Christmas, Finlandis in for a long night and not just from delivering presents. Finlandin a skanky Santa outfit and Swedenwith antlers. Santa rides his reindeer

Tino took great care not to wake his lover too soon, tiptoeing over the carpet but finally crawling into bed beside the tall Swede and kissing Berwald’s lips until his beloved blinked his sleepy eyes open and yawned.

“I thought you were supposed to leave the gifts without waking anyone.”

“Aw, I can’t make an exception for the guy I’m sleeping with? I saved the best gift for last!”

There was really no choice but to humor the small blonde for now considering Tino was digging though his pack while humming “Jingle Bells” cheerfully.  Although Berwald tried to close his eyes and let sleep wash over him again the sudden weight of a beautifully wrapped package landing on his chest caused the Swede to grunt and slowly sit up on the bed.  Only for his petite lover’s sake did he manage a small smile of thanks, but upon opening the box Berwald was quite perplexed.

Antlers?  Why in the world would his little lover give him a headband with plastic antlers?  …Tino had better not be desperately in need of a last minute reindeer to pull his sleigh.

“Do you like them?”

“…”

“Oh c’mon, grouchy.  They’re cute!”  Berwald’s expression clearly read ‘then you wear them,’ but Tino’s good mood could not be swayed and the younger blonde simply crawled over atop his lover to press a tender kiss to his mouth, speaking against the larger man’s lips softly.  “You have to put them on or I can’t ride you until dawn, lover.”

That certainly got the Swede’s attention but it was another moment of looking up at his little lover in shock before Berwald seemed to notice that Tino did not appear to be wearing any pants.  Gods above, his hand actually shook a little in anticipation when pushing the bottom edge of his lover’s Santa coat higher, each inch of pale flesh revealed causing his eyes to grow wider until finally his fingers fell on a pair of lacy red panties.  How in the world did Tino know that he had such a ridiculous fetish?  Berwald liked to think he kept his kinks to himself rather well.

“It’s Christmas, lover.  I know what everyone wants the most, including you.”

The older blonde’s cheeks burned but he couldn’t resist unfastening the remaining buttons on his lover’s coat slowly to finally reveal Tino’s pale, beautiful body dressed in nothing beneath but a small bra made of the same burgundy lace to match the low-cut panties just barely containing the younger man’s budding erection.  There was not a hint of embarrassment in the Finish man’s smile.  He knew that Berwald was a bisexual man, after all, and it was normal for a man to desire a soft, petite woman in his bed from time to time.  Tino might not be able to change his body, but he could certainly play a female part for one night and change his usual bedroom tactics from the naughty teases to being a sweet submissive.  It was for his beloved’s sake after all.

“I know it’s not quite what you wanted, but…I can’t easily become a woman, Berwald.”

Tino bit his lip, averting his eyes in feigned shyness and even covering his flat chest with one arm as if embarrassed to be so exposed.  For one night a year he could see what the Swede wanted and the usually bolder Tino played up his shyness now and even added a blush for good measure.  It was strange acting so chaste but it seemed to have the desired effect since Berwald’s breathing was coming faster now and the antlers were forgotten completely in favor of rolling their positions to press Tino into the mattress beneath him.

Gasping softly at first, the smaller man bit his lip and mewled as the older blonde began kissing and sucking firmly on his throat and collar.  It felt amazing!  He wanted to roll their positions, to nip playfully at his lover’s strong stomach and chest, to impale himself on the Swede’s thick shaft and ride him for hours.  Tonight was not the night for that, however, and for Berwald’s sake he played the innocent girlfriend that trembled and blushed, whimpered and dug his short nails into the older man’s back as his lover bit and kissed gently at his nipples through the red lace.

“Nnn..”  He whimpered but already Tino’s hips were unconsciously tipping up to rub his clothed erection against the larger blonde’s.  “It..It doesn’t hurt, does it?”

“…You’re not a very convincing virgin.”

Tino pouted but stilled his hips on the bed and crossed his ankles to keep his thighs shut.  For now.

“I haven’t been a virgin for a really long time.”  He didn’t have to fake a blush this time, the blonde’s cheeks were red even in the dimly lit room.  “You were my first.”

“I know.”  Slowly Berwald pressed the lace bra up higher until one soft pink nipple was revealed for his lips to kiss between words.  “Do you remember how nervous you were?  How much lubricant you bought and that you showered twice before I even came home?”

The smaller man grinned.

“I made you wear two condoms back then.”

“I admit,” Berwald chuckled softly into his lover’s chest, “it feels considerably more pleasurable with just one between us.”

“Did you…  Did you want to try it without one?”

The Swede paused laving attention on his lover’s nipples to look up and lock eyes with his little lover.  In that single moment the young Santa could tell what Berwald now wanted the most for Christmas and Tino was more than willing to oblige his lover’s latest kink.