Mistletoe And Silk
Riley sighed slightly, blankly staring out into the snow-dotted gloom of twilight, wondering where Graham had gotten off to. The other man had vaguely muttered something about having forgotten to buy... well, either milk or silk scarves, The blond chuckled at the latter alternative and stood up, stretching absently before picking up the box with Christmas decoration he and his lover had gotten together. A smile played over the former soldier's lips as he began adding the plethora of items to the apartment he and Gray lived in, absently humming on a Christmas carol as he did so.
The blond was just hanging the last decoration to the living room, smiling in satisfaction at the easily accessible mistletoe, when he heard the apartment door open. He eagerly padded out into the hallway to greet his lover and paused to chuckle as he watched Graham brush snow off of his coat while trying to hide a suspicious-looking bag behind his legs. "Found what you had to rush out and buy, Gray?" he asked, stepping closer to his lover, stealing a kiss... before snagging the bag with a mischievous laugh, darting back into the living room.
He smirked in satisfaction when Graham caught up with him under the mistletoe and tugged him into another kiss, this one deep and seductive... while one-handedly fumbling through the bag, then he blinked in surprise tugging the items from it. "I guess you did say 'silk scarves' after all, Miller," Riley purred, flashing the other man a wicked smile.
Graham smirked. "Yeah... Wanna help me test 'em out?" the brunet murmured, lightly tickling the blond.
Riley squirmed slightly but refused to react in any other way. "Can I bring the mistletoe?"
His answer was a third kiss filled with fiery passion. "You're not gonna need it."
"Oh good..."