“It’s not supposed to be,” Nick countered. He walked around the cage and crouched down next to Billy’s head, pushing his hand through the bars and stroking the trapped elf’s shoulder. “But you still like it, yes? You feel it like butterflies in your stomach and a tingling in your cock. If I opened this door and let you out, you’d bedisappointed.”
Billy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his hand reaching down between his legs to give his rock hard cock a pump.
Nick pinched him.
“Ow!” Billy cried, his eyes shooting open. He shot Nick a confused look.
“No coming in the cage,” Nick warned, standing up and smirking down at his captive. “I don’t even want youtouchingyour cock.”
Billy’s eyes were wide, and he looked down at the erection between his thighs with an expression of horror.
“Now be a good boy for me. If you call out your safeword, I’ll hear you—no matter where in the castle I am. Do you understand?”
Billy nodded, shifting his body again in another attempt to get comfortable.
“Good. And when I bring Damon in here I don’t want to hear a word out of your mouth. Your only job is to sit there like a good boy and look pretty. Understand?”
Billy nodded.
Nick stepped back, his balls tight and happy at Billy’s acquiescence. “Have fun,” he said, grinning and giving his bulge one last squeeze before he left the room. Closing the door behind him and forcing himself to head to the bathroom, Nick had just enough time to clean up before Damon showed up.
It was all well and good for Damon to seeBillycovered in come and reeking of sex, but Nick wanted to appear cool and in control. He washed quickly, letting the scent of release linger faintly on his skin, cleaning his suit with a snap of his fingers before pulling it on.
Staring at himself in the mirror, Nick flexed his arms and chest, turning to get a good look at his own ass, making sure every inch of him was perfect.
He lookedgood. His suit clung to his muscles, showing off all the hard work he’d put into building his body, and the tall boots, gloves and belt added an element of menace that he knew Damon would appreciate.
When he heard the familiar rhythm of Pat’s knock on the door, no doubt coming to tell him Damon had arrived, Nick grinned.
This was going to be fun.
Part IV
Happy Endings
Nick welcomed Damon into the castle, Pat and the other elves making themselves scarce, the two of them embracing heartily before stepping back and observing each other.
The years had been kind to Damon. When Nick knew him he’d been barely out of his teens, his frame lanky and sinuous, with a face that was more pretty than rugged. Now he looked hot as hell. He’d filled out, packing on almost as much muscle as Nick, and he carried the extra weight with the swagger of an alpha. His wide chin and tall cheekbones now made him look rugged rather than pretty, and where before he’d struggled to grow a beard, he now had a thick growth of stubble covering the lower half of his face.
The Krampus uniform only added to his appeal. It consisted of a supple leather suit, the shiny leather molding to his body; knee high boots, gleaming like they’d just been polished; and gloves lined with blunt metal studs over the knuckles.
“Looking good.” Nick reached out and put his hand on Damon’s bicep, squeezing down as he gave the other alpha a lecherous look. Between the two of them, Nick had alwaysbeen the most dominant, though he’d never pushed for Damon to submit sexually.
It was fun to tease him, though.
Damon responded just like he had when they were young. He pulled away with a nervous chuckle, puffing up his chest and widening his stance as he looked Nick up and down.
“You too,” he said, pointedly eyeing Nick’s outfit. “Though I don’t remember the old Santa wearing his suit quite so...tight.”
Nick laughed, hooking his thumbs in his belt and squaring his shoulders. Damon wasn’t the only one who felt the need to posture. Nick was bigger than Damon, and he’d be damned if he didn’t make sure the other alpha knew it.
“It’s completely by the book,” he said, bouncing his pecs when he noticed Damon staring. Damon blushed and looked away, and Nick laughed.
“I bet the elves love it,” Damon said. Nick snorted.
“They do. They fucking wet their pants at the sight of me. Well, some of them. Some have been a lot more…receptivethan I’d expected. I’m finding the castle much more to my liking than I’d anticipated when the council forced me to take the job.”
“Really?” Damon didn’t quite look like he believed him. Nick nodded. He gestured for Damon to join him and walk into the castle.
