GROUP FICS
VAMPIRE’S MATE XMAS SHORT
Jamie
Jamie could tell they were gaining in elevation; the trees were looking somehow both hardier and scragglier than before, and even better, little spots of snow were beginning to appear on the ground.
“I’ve never had a white Christmas before,” he mused, fogging his breath on the passenger side window so he could make a little Santa hat with his finger in the condensation.
“Hyde Park had a storm recently. There should be plenty of snow for you.”
Jamie turned to face Luc, a sly grin dancing on his lips, feeling suddenly gleeful at that little piece of info. “And how would you know that?” he asked.
Luc had been peacefully protesting this little holiday reunion by steadfastly ignoring its very existence—refusing to even pack a bag for it until minutes before they’d left—so the fact that he’d been secretly monitoring the weather was a juicy little revelation.
Luc’s fingers tapped at the steering wheel, the only indication of his agitation at Jamie’s calling him out. “I’ve been keeping an eye on a few things. You mentioned you were hoping for snow.”
Jamie’s grin widened. But of course. Everything Luc did, he did for Jamie. And okay, maybe Jamie should feel bad about that, but he couldn’t muster the necessary decency for it. “And what if there hadn’t been a storm?” he teased. “Were you going to threaten the heavens until they opened up for me?”
Luc said nothing, only lifted Jamie’s hand to press a kiss to the back of it—an annoyingly charming move—but Jamie wouldn’t have put it past him.
What wouldn’t his monster do for him?
Oh, that was right. Act civil with Roman.
A thought that brought up the rules it was probably necessary to go over right about now. “Remember, no hunting while we’re there.”
Luc stroked soft circles along the back of Jamie’s hand with his thumb, his eyes on the increasingly snowy road. “And if we find some undiscovered serial killer, do the town a favor?”
“No dice,” Jamie insisted. (Even if secretly that did sound pretty fun.) “We’re supposed to be on our best behavior.”
Luc released Jamie’s hand with a deep sigh, as if Jamie was denying him any and all future pleasure. “How incredibly dull.”
“Cheer up,” Jamie said brightly. “Maybe there’ll be some sort of gothic Christmas orgy. Seems fitting for an all-vampire holiday reunion.”
Luc’s answering growl was subtle but unmistakable. “No one sees you naked but me, flower.”
Jamie cocked his head, biting at his lower lip. “And what about our semipublic yacht sex that one time?”
“No one inHyde Parksees you naked but me,” Luc amended.
Jamie could feel the little delightful swirls of Luc’s agitation through the bond now, apparently at the thought of his former bestie / nemesis catching a glimpse of Jamie’s ass or whatever.
Which had Jamie wondering if he could get Luc’s monster riled up enough to need another…taming.
What a delicious thought. It had beenmonthssince the last time, when one of their prey had managed to slice Jamie with a concealed knife. It hadn’t come close to doing any significant damage, and Jamie had been healed within the hour, but Jamie bleeding by someone else’s hand had had Luc’s monsterallworked up, the possessive beast.
It had been so very satisfying calming it back down again.
But nowJamiewas the one getting worked up, his cock starting to fill in his tight jeans. “What time do we have to be there again?” he asked, his voice a tad huskier than before. Maybe they had time to check in to their hotel and have a little quickie.
Luc scoffed. “Never, if I have my say.”
Rude.
Before Jamie could say so, Luc shot a smirk in the direction of his burgeoning erection, his hand drifting again from the wheel to grip Jamie’s upper thigh. “Would you like me to take care of that for you, flower?” he asked, voice suddenly sultry.
Tempting. So very fucking tempting.
