Page 45 of Mistletoe and Mayhem
“Who did you end up trading it to? I was talking to Taron about lunch ideas for our friend date and missed it.”
“Isaac,” Alistair answered from the other room. “I figured he’d enjoy the trading chaos more than me.”
That was so much like his Alistair. He didn't care about offers of money or power. His little brother was standing a few feet away and would have fun with the gift he was given, so he handed it over without a thought. Elijah smiled to himself. Those two gave him hope that one day he’d have the same kind of relationship with his own brother.
“Will you feed Helios?” Alistair called.
Elijah spun around with a frown. He’d assumed since Alistair hadn’t joined him in the living room that he was feeding the cat. What was his anchor doing?
“Don’t worry about it,” Alistair answered.
He rolled his eyes, a smile pulling on his lips as he patted his shoulder to get Helios’s attention. “Come on, little prince. Time for your supper.”
Helios hopped from where he’d been watching Elijah light candles on the back of the couch onto his shoulder, tail curled around his neck as they headed to the kitchen. He had picked up some extra fancy cat food for the holiday, though he was pretty sure he saw a few people sneaking the kitty some scraps from their plate that they knew were safe for him. Helios, being the spoiled boy he was, ate heartily despite the snacks, and Elijah left him to it, seeking out his anchor to see what he was up to.
When he stepped into the living room, he gasped. He’d thought the room looked amazing before, but in the short amount of time he’d been gone, it’d become truly magical. Glittering snowflakes fell from a thin layer of clouds on the ceiling, wisps of clouds formed creatures of all kinds as they flew around the room, and the candles that had been on different surfaces were now floating, sending cheery light throughout the room.
“Alistair…” he breathed, enchanted as he looked around. Music played softly in the background, something he’d heard playing while at the holiday party earlier but wasn’t entirelyfamiliar with. It was soft and warm and only added to the magic in the room.
The heat of Alistair’s body pressed against Elijah’s back, warm arms wrapping around his middle. “You told me you never celebrated the holidays before. I wanted to make your first time special.”
Spinning around, Elijah slid his arms around Alistair’s neck. “You make all my first times special.”
His anchor smirked but that wasn’t what Elijah meant. Alistiar was the first person to casually touch him, to trust him, to truly see him. He was the light after so much darkness, and he couldn’t imagine life without the man in front of him.
“Same here, sweetheart. You’re everything I never knew I needed.”
Unwilling to cry and ruin the moment, Elijah leaned in and pressed his mouth to Alistair’s, pouring all his love and devotion into it. Alistair gripped him a little tighter, tilting his head for a better angle. He brushed his tongue along the seam of Elijah’s lips, and Elijah opened for him without hesitation, moaning as Alistair’s tongue slid against his.
They were both panting when they separated, and Elijah felt a steady thrum of need in his blood. He couldn’t get enough of this man.
He remembered Alistair’s teasing comments from earlier, and his voice was embarrassingly breathless as he told Alistair, “I did as you asked and only had one glass of wine.”
Alistair’s pleased hum was half-growl and made Elijah’s cock twitch. If they didn’t get naked soon, he might lose his mind.
“That’s right. You did. Do you want your reward, Eli? Think you’re ready for it?”
Elijah nodded quickly, digging his fingers into Alistair’s hair to draw him back into another kiss. Alistair kissed him back, but removed his hands, holding him in a loose grip behind his back.Elijah let out a whimpering plea along their bond, and Alistiar had to bite back a laugh as he shook his head.
“First, we need to get you ready.”
Elijah’sconfused frown made him grin, and he distracted him by stripping him slowly while their mouths were fused together. When they were completely naked, he led Elijah to the plush carpet near the tree, laying him down and pulling his hands over his head.
Whispering a spell, the ribbon he’d set aside slowly slid up Elijah’s body, tickling his balls and teasing his nipples as it slowly wrapped around him. Alistair kept him distracted with kisses so he couldn’t see what was happening until it was too late, and his hands were tied neatly with a bow around his wrists. The ribbon wrapped intricately around him, making him the prettiest present Alistair had ever received for any holiday.
“Alistair?” Elijah murmured, confused. He wriggled, but the ribbon kept him immobile, and he wasn’t going anywhere. Even his legs were tied together, though he’d change that eventually. He wasn’t going to deny himself the feeling of Elijah’s legs around his waist as he thrust inside him.
Elijah moaned at the image, cock twitching against his stomach. Alistair chuckled, running light fingers along Elijah’s chest and abdomen, watching him squirm again.“Do you trust me, Eli?”
Eyes fluttering open, Elijah’s brows drew together tightly. “Of course I do.”
Alistair grinned at him, rewarding him with a chaste kiss before whispering another spell to summon the blindfold from where he’d hidden it earlier.
“I want to play with my present. Will you let me?”
A flash of understanding went through Elijah’s mind.So this is why he wanted me sober.
Alistair silently agreed. This kind of play required trust and consent, not everyone would be comfortable being tied up and blindfolded, and even with their bond, he wouldn’t be comfortable doing this unless Elijah was fully sober.
