“He’s ours, and you’re mine,” I said, kissing Webber.
“I think one of us could always keep Jude full of cum,” Webber said against my lips.
I groaned as I pictured Jude always full of one of us. I liked that thought too much as we turned off the lights for the night after we cleaned up. We slid into bed and arranged ourselves because Webber and Jude always liked to switch being in the middle, but tonight they put me in the middle. I fell asleep between them, and I didn’t know if I wanted to be in a world where I didn't get to wake up with them.
26
jude
The fire station was decorated. We had a special dinner planned, but I still felt a little disappointed I was at the fire station for Christmas. It was my year to be here. We all took turns working the holidays, but nothing was more depressing than having to work on Christmas.
There was nothing I loved more than being surrounded by my family, opening presents and enjoying the day together. Luke and his family weren’t going to be here this year, but this was the first year I had some guys that I could call mine, and I loved giving gifts.
There were only three of us here at the station and while we usually had five of us, we operated in a smaller group and two people were on call if we needed help. Christmas was usually quiet except the occasional accident or sometimes a small fire because someone would try to fry a turkey and not defrost it.
The roads were a little icy and we had been getting snow for a few days. We were expecting some accidents today, but hopefully just some fender benders so people could go on and enjoy their holidays at home and not in the hospital.
“Judas!” Butler yelled for me.
I wasn’t his biggest fan, and if I never worked another shift with him for the rest of my life I wouldn’t mourn. He was a pain in my ass, calling me Judas and occasionally muttering some shit about my brother’s queer ranch. Butler was too much of a coward to say anything out loud, but I prayed one day he would give me a reason to shut him up.
“Oh, hello!” Bailey purred and my heart galloped at the possibility of why she sounded the way she did.
I got up from my bunk, putting a bookmark in my book and headed downstairs, hoping my assumption wasn’t wrong. The last step off the stairs and I felt like I was floating. Sam and Forest stood side by side with a few bags in their hands and a cooler.
“Merry Christmas,” they said together.
I clenched my jaw as I tried not to get emotional.
“Merry Christmas,” I said.
“Alright, you boys, have fun!” Bailey said, dragging Butler away with her up-stairs.
“What are you guys doing here?” I walked to them.
“We wanted to bring Christmas to you,” Sam said.
“I know it's hard being here, but maybe this will make the day go by faster,” Forest said, pulling me in for a hug. “Merry Christmas, Princess.”
“Thank you,” I whispered.
“Merry Christmas, Baby,” Sam said, hugging us too.
My eyes welled up with tears as I put an arm around Sam, hugging them as tightly as I could.
“Shit, Baby,” Sam said, wiping a tear that ran down my cheek.
“Fuck, I thought this was going to make you happy?” Forest pulled away.
“I am,” I said, as another tear slid down my cheek. “I’m just?—”
I didn’t know what to say, that I loved them, that my heart was so full of love that I was leaking? I had never been so terrified of something before, not even running into a burning building
“I am happy,” I said, before Forest could think something was really wrong. “I’m just glad I don’t have to spend the holiday with the two doofuses upstairs, but with my two favorite people.”
Forest looked instantly relieved, but Sam just kept smiling like he knew how much of a sap I really was, and I guess he really did.
“Come on. Nova made posole and I figured we could eat, watch a movie and then open presents,” Sam said, walking to our living space.
