"Don't do it now," Nick muttered, squirming. "Alex, seriously, no!" Alex grinned blearily and continued unzipping the other man's trousers.
"I can't help it," he insisted, "my fingers have a mind of their own. Or no self control. Or something." Alex pushed Nick against the wall, kissing Nick's neck as his hands closed around his bandmate's half-erect cock. "Bad fingers, bad."
"No, no," Nick contradicted breathlessly. "Good fingers, very good. Just... not good here!"
"My fingers are good anywhere." He emphasised his words with a few squeezes. "Everywhere."
"But, Alex, we have a Christmas party going on downstairs, anyone could walk up and oh God!" He twitched violently, unable to stop himself from thrusting forwards into Alex's rough, sweating palm.
"You're right." Alex pulled back, refastening Nick's trousers. "Anyway, I wanted to give you your Christmas present. Put on the antlers." He held out a pair of reindeer antlers. Nick shook his head. "Put on the antlers," repeated Alex.
"I'm not putting on the antlers." Nick folded his arms across his chest and pouted.
"Put on the antlers, or I'll tie you up and make you."
"That's tempting. That's a tempting offer, Alex." Alex pulled on his Santa hat, then pinned Nick and forced the antlers onto him. "You're messing up my hair!" He pushed at Alex, then giggled. "Nice hat."
Alex ran one hand over his head and winked. "Thank you. Have a package - erm, present!" He shoved a circular parcel into Nick's hands. Nick eagerly unwrapped it, and held up his gift. "A yellow belt! Alex Kapranos, I am going to shag you rotten for getting this! And it has a sparkly buckle!" He captured Alex's lips, sliding his tongue in. Alex sucked it teasingly, staring into Nick's still-open eyes as he did so. "Mmmm."
Alex broke the kiss. "Put on your nose, you're Rudolph, remember?" He tried to get the elastic of the fake nose over the antlers, failed miserably and took them off first before trying again, successfully this time. Alex threw his hands into the air with glee. "I love Christmas!"
Nick gave him a filthy look and put his hands on his hips. "I hate you, Alex."
"Well, maybe the belt and I should try to change your mind. After the party. Yes, you have to wait, silly boy." Alex tapped Nick on the end of the nose with the belt, and slipped it around his slim hips as he turned to walk down the stairs.
"I can't help it," he insisted, "my fingers have a mind of their own. Or no self control. Or something." Alex pushed Nick against the wall, kissing Nick's neck as his hands closed around his bandmate's half-erect cock. "Bad fingers, bad."
"No, no," Nick contradicted breathlessly. "Good fingers, very good. Just... not good here!"
"My fingers are good anywhere." He emphasised his words with a few squeezes. "Everywhere."
"But, Alex, we have a Christmas party going on downstairs, anyone could walk up and oh God!" He twitched violently, unable to stop himself from thrusting forwards into Alex's rough, sweating palm.
"You're right." Alex pulled back, refastening Nick's trousers. "Anyway, I wanted to give you your Christmas present. Put on the antlers." He held out a pair of reindeer antlers. Nick shook his head. "Put on the antlers," repeated Alex.
"I'm not putting on the antlers." Nick folded his arms across his chest and pouted.
"Put on the antlers, or I'll tie you up and make you."
"That's tempting. That's a tempting offer, Alex." Alex pulled on his Santa hat, then pinned Nick and forced the antlers onto him. "You're messing up my hair!" He pushed at Alex, then giggled. "Nice hat."
Alex ran one hand over his head and winked. "Thank you. Have a package - erm, present!" He shoved a circular parcel into Nick's hands. Nick eagerly unwrapped it, and held up his gift. "A yellow belt! Alex Kapranos, I am going to shag you rotten for getting this! And it has a sparkly buckle!" He captured Alex's lips, sliding his tongue in. Alex sucked it teasingly, staring into Nick's still-open eyes as he did so. "Mmmm."
Alex broke the kiss. "Put on your nose, you're Rudolph, remember?" He tried to get the elastic of the fake nose over the antlers, failed miserably and took them off first before trying again, successfully this time. Alex threw his hands into the air with glee. "I love Christmas!"
Nick gave him a filthy look and put his hands on his hips. "I hate you, Alex."
"Well, maybe the belt and I should try to change your mind. After the party. Yes, you have to wait, silly boy." Alex tapped Nick on the end of the nose with the belt, and slipped it around his slim hips as he turned to walk down the stairs.
