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Author's Note: All spelling and grammar errors are mine. I am not an English teacher. This is for fun. Thanks to MOG for creating the ATF universe.
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Chris smiled affectionately as he watched Vin gaze at the kids climbing on Santa's lap.They had been lovers for over six months and he still enjoyed just watching Vin. It didn't matter if the younger man was sleeping, working or just having fun. Vin was grace and beauty in motion and the man he loved more than life itself.
This year Christmas was going to be the best one he'd had in several years. It would be the first one they would celebrate together as a couple.
Chris wrapped his hand around the back of Vin's neck and leaned in to whisper.
"Want to sit on Santa's lap, cowboy?" he teased.
Vin shivered as the blond's breath brushed by his ear.
Vin kept his eyes on the kids and Santa, the blue orbs shining with delight and just a little sorrow.
"No, I think I'm a little too old to do that now," he said just a little sadly.
The comment caught Chris off guard. He stepped around until he stood in front of his lover.
"Are you saying you never got to sit on Santa's lap when you were a kid?"
Chris knew that Vin had grown up with his grandpa then lived in foster homes. Surely before his Mom had died she had taken her son to see Santa.
Vin ducked his head. Now he was embarrassed. It seemed like his lack of a real childhood was always raising its ugly head. There were times he wondered why Chris put up with such an emotional lover.
"Vin, it's nothing to be embarrassed about."
"I don't recall ever getting to sit on Santa's lap. If I did I was so young I don't remember. Grandpa told me that first Christmas that there was no such thing as Santa," Vin admitted.
"He did what!" Chris exclaimed. The blond ATF leader knew that Vin had not had an easy time of it with his grandfather but this was terrible.
"You were only six years old."
Vin turned big blue eyes to his lover. He could tell by the blonde's tone of voice that Chris was mad for him; at the lousy childhood he had been given. If possible the blond would go back and fight every person who had done the sharpshooter wrong. Vin loved him so much for that attitude.
Smiling, Vin said, "It's okay, cowboy. I got over that a long time ago. Grandpa did the best he could, but he was up there in years when he got saddled with me. I figure taking me in was a very selfless thing he did. At his age and taking on a six-year-old, that was hard on him."
Chris had to admit his lover was probably right, but still to tell a little boy that...
As they walked away from the Santa village Vin turned one last time to give a lingering look at all the laughing kids clamoring to see the jolly old man in the red suit.
Chris watched his lover out of the corner of his eye and had a thought. He was going to give Vin some of what he missed as a kid and more.
Knowing he would need help he resolved to get Buck to assist him and the perfect time would be the day before Christmas Eve. The whole building was decorated for the Christmas holiday and the offices would be shut down early that day and not open back up until after New Year's.
Team 7 had decorated their office and even Chris had gotten into the spirit this year. There was a big tree in the main area, candy wreaths and decorations everywhere.
Chris had a smaller tree in his office next to the sofa. It had gold, and cream colored lights and glass ornaments on it.
Very little work got done that last day in the whole ATF building. Presents were passed around; kisses were bestowed on everyone, which Buck enjoyed immensely.
Employees visited back and forth on every floor. Chris kept Vin close that day. His young lover had no great love of crowds and it was crowded that day. Team 7 was a favorite in the building and men and women both adored Vin.
The older women thought of him as the son or grandson they would like to have. The younger women thought of him as the man they wanted in their life as a lover or best friend.
However, it was well known that Tanner belonged to Chris Larabee. No one was about to cross the blond ATF leader. Larabee could stop a person in their tracks with one glare; the one exception to that rule was his lover. Vin would just smile or laugh at the Larabee glare and go on doing what he had planned to do all along. It was one reason Chris adored his young lover. There was very little that ruffled the man.
Chris couldn't help but feel a burst of pride - and yes, even lust - when he would lay eyes on the lithe sharpshooter. Vin moved with the grace of a big cat and every time he bent over to kiss one of his female co-workers on the cheek Chris couldn't help but admire the tight butt encased in those sinfully snug jeans.
While Vin might be totally oblivious to the stares he was getting from both men and women, Chris wasn't.
The lethal blond sent more than one person a look that clearly said, 'this man is mine and you can look but you touch and you will die a very painful death'.
Buck, watching the action from the other side of the room, laughed to himself. Yeah, his old friend had it bad and he was thrilled with that fact. Vin had yanked Larabee out of the self-imposed hell he had been living in since his family had been killed and Buck couldn't be happier.
Chris now had someone to concentrate on, someone to take care of, and someone who needed him. The blond thrived on being needed and Vin certainly needed his blond lover.
The young man had lost his mom at the tender age of five and his grandpa not too long after that then had been tossed from one foster family to another until he finally ran away and lived on the street until good old Nettie Wells took him under her wing. The boy had pulled himself up and made well, first an Army Ranger and now the best damn sharpshooter in the ATF. However, even with all his accomplishments Vin was shy, and at times needed the assurance that if he screwed up his lover and friends would still be there for him.
Chris gave him that assurance every day in a simple look, touch or word. Chris had told Buck one day that Vin had the soul of a poet and was the most gentle person he had ever known. It was one reason Vin was the only person who could control the demons that still came out periodically to torment the blond. Vin was balm to his lover's soul.
Josiah called them soul mates, two minds, one soul and everyone had to agree.
Vin had been talking to Mrs. Burden, a little old lady down in the records department. Mr. Burden was at home recovering from a heart attack and Vin always made it a point to check on the elderly couple. As Chris watched, the lady pulled Vin's head down and kissed him soundly on the cheek.
Chris laughed as he saw the blush cover his lover's face. Vin cast his own version of the Larabee glare in his lover's direction as he heard the laugh.
Vin smiled and wished the lady a very Merry Christmas and then stalked towards his irritating lover.
Chris just leaned back against the wall and waited enjoying the vision heading in his direction.
Vin had on a long sleeve light blue chamois shirt. It was open at the neck and as Chris could attest to was soft to the touch. The shirt was tucked into a pair of stonewashed jeans that fit like a glove and on the slender feet were black snakeskin cowboy boots. Chris could just catch the glint of gold at his lover's neck, the gold chain he had given the young man when he had moved out to the ranch and helped make a house into a home.
Vin was doing his own staring. Chris looked good enough to eat. The blond had on his customary black fitted jeans and black boots. The shirt though was burgundy. Gradually his lover was wearing other colors besides black. It was a slow process, but it was happening.
Vin smiled his crooked little smile and watched as the blond's eyebrow raised and the green eyes raked his body. Vin cursed under his breath as he felt his pants get a little tight, damn cowboy knew just what that possessive look did to him.
Vin however knew how to fight fire with fire. Pausing by the candy table he picked up a piece of chocolate. Looking through his eyelashes at his blond lover Vin slowly savored the piece of candy eating it slowly. The tousled haired man licked his lips and then raised his eyes to meet the heated stare of his lover. Keeping eye contact he carefully licked each and every finger on his right hand to get the sweet chocolate off.
Chris hissed under his breath as he pushed off the wall and headed straight for his very own Texas sex magnet. Damn scrawny assed Texas river rat knew just how to push his buttons as his cock ached to be buried inside that infuriating man.
Buck watched the scene unfold and couldn't help but be turned on. Damn his old friend was one hot bastard when he was turned on and Vin, hell that boy was about the prettiest thing he'd laid eyes on in a long time. If he swung that way he would have given old Chris a run for his money.
Then Buck saw the death look that his old buddy sent a man from accounting who dared to approach Vin and lay a hand on the sharpshooter's shoulder.
On second thought, that probably would not be a healthy thing to do, Buck figured as he watched the man scurry off clearly in fear of his life as Chris now stood next to Vin, his hand resting in the small of Vin's back. The blond's whole stance screamed one thing.
VIN TANNER IS MINE, ALL MINE AND I AM ONE POSSESIVE SON OF A BITCH
The rest of the party Chris stayed glued to Vin's side. It was clear by the blush on Vin's face that whatever the blond would whisper to him was on the suggestive side. Vin would glare at his lover pretending to be appalled but Buck noted that the young man never ventured from his lover's side.
Soon the party broke up and Team 7 went their separate ways, though on Christmas Day the whole team and their families would be together at Chris and Vin's ranch.
Ez and Josiah headed to the airport to pick up Maude for the Christmas holiday. The older man still had high hopes of getting the lady to marry him. Ezra had decided to help his teammate out by pleading his case to his mother. JD was going out with Casey, but would be there on Christmas with his fiancé and Nettie. Nathan and his beautiful wife Rain would be there. Rain was expecting their first child in a few months so the whole team was excited about that.
Buck had a date of course; actually he had several dates planned over the holidays. But on Christmas he would be stag as he was not serious enough about anyone to bring them to his best friend's home.
Finally the office was quiet. Only Chris, Vin and Buck were left.
Chris told them he had just a little paper work to do.
Vin was not happy about it. He wanted to go home and get his lover into bed, or the sofa or the kitchen table whichever came first.
Buck was printing off a final report of their last bust or so Vin thought.
Chris had asked Buck to keep Vin out of his office for about thirty minutes.
When Vin got to pacing and looked like he was headed into their boss's office Buck headed him off by making the observation that there was some candy left.
Vin had a notorious sweet tooth and hurried over to the ladies' man.
Sure enough there was some chocolate left. While Vin ate the candy, Buck regaled him with his latest sexual exploits. Vin just shook his head and smiled at the big man's story.
Just then Chris yelled out for Vin to come into the office he needed some help.
Buck gave Vin a big hug then he looked into the vivid blue eyes and whispered, "Merry Christmas, Junior. I know I've said it before, but I want to say it again. Thanks for giving me my friend back."
When Vin went to comment Buck turned him around and gave him a swat on his butt.
At the younger man's indignant look, Buck loudly said, "I hope Santa gives you everything you want and more. See you on Christmas."
Vin watched as Buck got on the elevator and left. Shaking his head at the big man's antics Vin walked into his boss's office.
Just inside the door he stopped. Chris was not sitting behind his desk.
"Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas, Vin. Shut the door, lock it and come sit on Santa's lap and tell Santa what you want for Christmas."
Vin turned wide eyes to the side and saw his lover sitting on the sofa wearing a Santa's suit complete with the white beard.
Vin's mouth dropped open. His mind flashed back to the day at the mall when he had admitted that he could not remember sitting on Santa Claus's lap as a kid. Chris remembered his comment and had planned this for him. He felt his throat choke up as the love he felt for the blond became overwhelming.
Vin reached behind him and shut and locked the door. Swallowing hard and breathing deeply Vin regained control of his emotions.
Chris held out his hand and whispered, "Come here little boy and tell Santa what you want for Christmas then Santa will take you for a ride."
Vin went over and took Chris's hand; he was pulled down to sit on the blonde's lap just as if he was a little kid. It felt funny sitting his lover's lap like this, he was more used to straddling the blond's thighs and they were both naked at the time.
Chris kept one arm around the slender waist and the other one kept hold of Vin's hand.
"Now have you been a good boy, Vin?"
Vin smiled and said in a voice that oozed innocence, "I'm always a good boy, Santa."
Chris almost laughed out loud, but bit his tongue just in time.
"Now, Vin. You know Santa knows everything. Are you sure you don't want to rephrase that?"
Vin worried at his bottom lip just like a little boy would do while pondering on the question.
"Well, I've been told there are times I get hurt and in trouble because I have difficulty following orders. I don't believe it, I think those instances are exaggerated."
Vin watched as Santa's eyebrow rose in disbelief at his answer.
"Exaggerated are they. Let me see, young Vin. In the last six months you have been shot twice, fell down a flight of stairs and then..."
Vin interrupted, "But, Santa, I was protecting other people and the stairs collapsed under me. It wasn’t my fault."
Chris blinked at the whine in Vin's voice. Vin never whined...never.
"Vincent Tanner don't play games with me," Santa sternly said.
Vin smiled. He let one hand play with the buttons on the red suit while the other one was still was wrapped around Larabee's.
"But I like games, Santa."
Chris pulled Vin closer and whispered, "Do you little boy. Good, because so does Santa."
Vin wrinkled his nose as Chris kissed him the white beard was ticklish.
Vin pulled the beard off and the kiss deepened both men moaning as they broke it off.
"Don't like the beard?"
"I like your mouth without all that white stuff getting in the way."
"Let me see what presents you are hiding from me," Chris said leering into bright blue eyes.
Vin found himself being pushed back so that his shoulders were resting on the arm of the sofa.
Chris looked down; Vin's butt was lying on Chris's lap. The blond rested one hand on the denim covered crotch and rubbed the treasure that lay hidden there.
As Vin wiggled a little Chris took off his lover's belt then unbuttoned the tight jeans.
Vin gasped as his cock was grasped and pulled out through the slit in his white briefs and the unbuttoned jeans.
"Very nice, I think I'm going to have to stop calling you little boy," Chris said rubbing the top of the already wet cockhead. The blond smiled as his lover blushed.
"I want you to stand up and take all your clothes off. You want to please Santa don't you?"
Vin was breathing faster as Chris had not stopped stroking his cock.
The sharpshooter slowly climbed to his feet and began to undress.
Chris watched avidly as each article of clothing disappeared off the slender body. A body he knew better than he knew his own.
The blond knew that Vin was watching him so he unbuttoned his Santa pants and pulled his own cock out, the tip wet with pre-cum.
Playing with his own cock Chris moaned and lay his head back on the sofa.
When Vin was undressed Chris ordered, "Now, since you said you were such a good boy, I want you to prove it. Santa hurts and only your sweet mouth will help it."
Vin slowly went to his knees between his lover's spread legs. It felt funny to feel those legs close around him. Generally it was skin on skin, not skin on furry clothes, especially bright red ones.
As Vin wrapped his lips around his lover's cock, Chris tangled one hand in the long golden brown hair. Damn how he loved Tanner's hair.
Chris leaned his head back and through slitted eyes watched the tousled head bob up and down as his cock was worked by that sweet mouth and tongue.
Reaching down Chris plucked at his lover's nipples pulling on them until he got the whimper he wanted.
As he felt himself get close to coming, Chris wrapped his hand around the base of his cock causing Vin to raise his head.
"Now I want you in my lap, my cock buried in your ass and I want you to ride it, keeping your hands clasped behind your back. This is my present to you. The man that I love."
Vin slowly stood up his own cock dripping pre-cum curled hard against his stomach the balls hanging full and heavy between his legs.
Chris handed his lover the lube he had hid between the sofa cushions. A game this might be, but there was no way that his large cock would fit into his lover's tiny hole without some pain unless lube was used.
While Vin was standing he reached behind himself and worked lube into his asshole arching his back as he worked two fingers inside.
Chris leaned forward and grasped his lover's heavy balls rolling them around in his hand as he began to lick the wet cockhead.
Vin whimpered but continued to work his fingers until he knew he could take his lover inside without injury.
Chris sat still as Vin lubed up his cock then he helped Vin straddle his legs.
Reaching around his lover, Chris spread the ass cheeks and helped Vin slowly lower himself until he was impaled on the hard shaft.
Chris did not move, he waited and watched his lover. Vin slowly relaxed and opened the blue eyes he had closed when he had begun to get the cock inside him.
"Santa is waiting for his present," Chris whispered.
Vin used his leg and thigh muscles to slowly raise and lower himself on the hard cock.
It was hard to keep balance with his hands behind his back. Chris placed his hands on the slender hips to hold Vin in position.
Soon Chris was thrusting up as Vin pushed down.
Chris knew he was close so he wrapped one hand around his lover's straining cock.
"You get your present the same time I get mine."
Vin panted as he sped up...to soon he felt Chris flick his fingernail across his sensitive cockhead causing him to yell and send his juices over his lover's hand and down the front of the red suit.
Chris slammed upwards spilling his own seed deep into his lover's bowels.
Vin sagged forward to rest against his blond lover, feeling warm strong arms wrap around his waist.
"Damn, Vin I love you so very much," Chris, whispered nuzzling into the soft hair.
Vin whimpered as he felt his lover's cock slip out of his ass. It didn't hurt; he just wanted it to last longer.
"I love you to, cowboy or should I say Santa," Vin replied a hint of mischief in his voice.
Vin sat up and smiled.
"You can call me cowboy, Chris, Santa whatever as long as you never leave me," Chris said his green eyes intense.
"I'll never leave you, lover."
Chris pulled Vin's head down and claimed his mouth.
Several minutes later they broke apart content to cuddle with each other on the sofa.
To soon though practicality set in and Chris was urging his lover to his feet.
The two men ended up in the private bathroom off Chris's office taking a shower.
As Vin was getting dressed he watched a now fully clothed Chris shoving the Santa suit into a bag to be taken to the cleaners.
"It meant a lot to me that you remembered about Santa," Vin said.
"I wanted to do it for you, Vin. Of course the end result was different than if you were a kid."
"I think this result was better," Vin confided as they walked to the elevator.
"Then we'll just have to bring Santa out to play next year. By the way Vin naughty or nice you still get the present every time," Chris teased stepping into the elevator.
Vin grinned loving the banter.
"I love presents. By the way Chris, do you believe in the Easter Bunny?"
Vin doubled up laughing at the incredulous look on his lover's face.
Then the tables turned.
Chris brushed his fingers across the denim-clad ass and leaned in close as he whispered, "Sure do and I've heard he can do real special things with those bunny ears."
Vin turned shocked eyes on his lover, turned bright red and hurried off the elevator.
Chris chuckled to himself and followed at a more leisurely pace. Vin wasn't going anywhere he was riding with Chris.
Besides now he thought about it, he thought he saw an Easter Bunny suit at the costume shop where he got the Santa suit. Have to check into that.
But that was a few months away and there were many nights of love to have with this special man before Easter rolled around.
Life was good and getting better for the two men and it would continue to do so.
END
Comments
Merry Christmas and A Happy New Year to everyone.