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Rating : PG 13
Word Count : 576
Mohinder felt almost Christmassy as he staggered to the loft door with five shopping bags, not even remembering their contents any more. He kicked the door, relaxing as he realised that Gabriel would have had the decorations up by now. As the door opened he tried to see into the loft but Gabriel was blocking the door. “Mohinder! You’re home! Wow, you have been busy. Why don’t you take those straight into the bedroom while I….”
“You haven’t done it have you? I ask you to do one thing! I have been trailing round the shops all day being molested and shoved and the one thing I asked you to do…”
Mohinder bustled inside, taking the bags into the bedroom and continuing his rant while Gabriel sheepishly went back to the living area.
Gabriel moodily shuffled the decorations round in their box, until Mohinder joined him in the living room. “I suppose you’ll want me to do this too will you? Might I remind you that technically I am a Hindu and Christmas is not…”
Gabriel cut him off with a deep kiss, clutching at his curls and feeling smug as he felt Mohinder’s hands on his back. “I’ll do it, I just need a little motivation, that’s all.”
“How about no sex until New Year unless you do it right now.”
Gabriel stuck his bottom lip out and Mohinder sighed. “Alright, how about this….For everything you put on that tree,” he leaned into Gabriel’s ear whispering. “I’ll take something off…” He raised his eyebrows and Gabriel spun round to the box of decorations without a word.
As he began to string the lights, Mohinder peeled off his scarf and dangled it before throwing it over his shoulder. Gabriel’s shouders dropped. “All these lights and just the scarf?”
Mohinder rolled his eyes and shrugged off his coat, letting it fall to the floor. Gabriel turned back to the tree and started to hang the gaudy tinsel which Mohinder had previously objected to on grounds of taste. When he turned around, Mohinder was just pulling his sweater over his head and Gabriel licked his lips as his shirt rode up with it. “Out of interest, how many layers do you have on?”
“What? It’s cold out there!”
Gabriel took a deep breath and picked up a box of baubles, spacing them evenly and using their shiny surfaces to catch a glimpse of Mohinder, who was kicking off his shoes. Gabriel went round to the back of the tree, and when he emerged, having hung all the baubles, Mohinder was standing in just his boxers. Gabriel swallowed hard. “Just the star to go then?” Mohinder nodded, smiling.
Gabriel reached into the decoration box and pulled out the star, reaching as high as he could to settle it on the top of the tree. He felt Mohinder’s hands snaking around his waist and gasped as his hardness pressed against him. Gabriel turned around, taking Mohinder into his arms and running a hand down to his ass. “So…what now?” he growled.
“Well….”Mohinder closed his eyes and pecked Gabriel on the cheek.. “I’m going in to the bedroom.” Gabriel grinned, and tightened his hold on Mohinder’s waist. “Shall I take my clothes off now? Or do you want to do it for me?”
Mohinder giggled as he strutted towards the bedroom. “You can take one item off for every present that you wrap. When you’re done you know where I am…”
