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Summary: A seasonal quadruple drabble (400 words) written for [livejournal.com profile] ts_secret_santa. The prompt was 'Deck the Halls'.

Rating: 'R' for non-explicit smuttiness

Gay Apparel
By Fluterbev

December 2006

Jim groaned yet again. It seemed that Sandburg was determined to sing his way through the entire holiday season. It was just a shame that he couldn’t actually, well, sing.

This time it was even worse - Blair seemed determined to actually act out the song as well.

“Deck the halls with boughs of holly…”

The loft was well and truly decked; with holly, ivy, and whatever other strange green matter Sandburg had managed to get his hands on. Jim was beginning to wonder, rather uncharitably, if some of it might actually even be poison ivy. He rubbed the latest scratch on his hand in irritation - he’d impaled himself on the holly leaves Blair had secreted in every nook and cranny of the loft once too often. It was driving him nuts.

“‘Tis the season to be jolly…”

Ho, ho, fucking ho.

“Don we now our gay apparel.”

Jim stared, incredulous, as Blair came down the stairs; still warbling at the top of his voice. His black leather trousers were moulded to his ass as though they’d been sprayed on, the wispy shirt he wore echoing the deep, electric blue of his eyes.

“Jesus,” Jim muttered to himself. “Not only does he have that line covered as well, but I’m comparing his shirt to his eyes. How gay does that make me?”

Jim glanced down at his own attire – tight blue jeans; tight grey muscle shirt. “Pretty damn gay,” he admitted. And he occupied himself watching the way Blair’s ass moved enticingly under the leather as he walked past and into the kitchen.

Jim was so enthralled by the tantalising sight of the leather creaking and stretching across Blair’s buttocks, as he bent to get a bottle of water out of the fridge, that he barely registered the next few lines. Then Blair walked past again, on the way back from the kitchen. “Follow me in merry measure,” he sang lustily, casting an unmistakeably inviting look at Jim over his shoulder, as he began to climb back up the stairs to their bedroom. “Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Jim got straight on Sandburg’s tail – he didn’t need to be told twice. Sandburg’s gorgeous leather-clad ass bobbed up the stairs before him, swaying irresistibly with every step.

Jim smiled happily in anticipation. That was one yuletide treasure he intended to get his hands on very soon.


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Date: 2007-08-11 11:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] klgrem.livejournal.com
Oh yeah. Definitely the way to spend the holidays. :) Thanks for sharing this. :)

Date: 2007-08-16 09:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] fluterbev-fic.livejournal.com
You're welcome! I'm glad you liked it. Thanks again! :-)


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