Week 2 of KrampusKinkathon2020, for the prompts Present-wrapping and Bondage. Another AU setting, another 1000 words. Enjoy! :)
Finn buzzes Poeâs door, wondering why itâs locked. Usually he walks right in, more than once catching Poe half naked, and even finding the other man in a very unusual solo position one memorable evening. Finn is convinced the other man likes being found, and it has led to some interesting and extremely satisfying time together, so Finn is almost disappointed that he wonât be walking in on something equally as exciting tonight.
âHang on!â Poe calls, and Finn thinks he hears frantic running before the door opens. Finn steps in to find the apartment lit by Christmas lights. Holiday music is playing on the stereo, and there is a glass of bourbon on the coffee table. Â Poe stands at the door, running a nervous hand through his hair. Behind him are boxes, paper, ribbons, bows and more tissue paper than Finn has ever seen.
âYouâre early,â Poe offers. âCome on in. I already hid your gift.â He grins sheepishly, shutting the door behind Finn.
âYouâre wrapping presents.â
âBig day is tomorrow, you know,â Poe tells him. âI thought about leaving it until the very last minute, but figured I could get it done before you got here.â He pauses. âBut youâre early.â
Finn shakes his head. âActually, Iâm ten minutes late. Iâm surprised you didnât eat the pillows.â He holds up the takeout heâd picked up as Poe looks at his watch.
âHuh,â says Poe. âYou are late. No wonder Iâm so hungry.â He grins again and takes the bags, starts toward the kitchen before turning back to Finn. âThanks for the food,â he says with a kiss. âGuess youâll be helping me with the wrapping when weâre done.â
âYou know I canât wrap worth a damn,â Finn reminds him. âWhy donât you just do gift bags like everyone else?â
âBecause thereâs nothing to rip open!â Poe calls from the kitchen, and Finn laughs to himself as he takes off his coat and hangs it up. Poe sticks his head out. âHey, are you going to come get some dinner?â
âI picked it up!â Finn tells him, settling on the sofa. âLeast you can do is get out some napkins. I think thereâs forks in the bag!â
âIâll do you one better and bring out some plates!â Poe replies. After a few minutes he returns, balancing two plates of Japanese hibachi and a glass of whiskey for Finn. He hands it off before sitting down next to him and pulling Finn close for a much longer kiss. âHi.â
âHi,â says Finn. He is always breathless after a kiss like that from Poe. The other man smirks and picks up his plate, takes a large bite. âSeriously?â Finn asks. âYouâre going to eat after that?â
âOh, there will be plenty of time for unwrapping later,â Poe replies, adding a ridiculous wink. Finn rolls his eyes and starts in on his own plate. They enjoy their meal together, talking about their day and their plans for Christmas. All too soon Poe returns to the floor and beckons Finn to join him. Â âCome on, Iâll wrap, and you can do the ribbons and bows.â
Finn groans, but joins him on the floor since there are not that many boxes left. Poe has mastered the art of wrapping, and Finn does his best to add the ribbons and bows as requested.
Unfortunatelyâor fortunatelyâthe silky ribbon gives him some ideas.
He cuts a length of thick red ribbon and sets it aside. When they finish the last box, Poe grins and leans in for another kiss. âSee,â he says. âThat wasnât so bad, was it?â
Finn pretends to think about it. âYou owe meâI picked up dinner and I helped you with my least favorite Christmas activity.â
Poe grins. âOkay, so what are you thinking? Because I can tell you have something in mind. I just hope itâs the same thing I have in mind.â
âOh, I donât think so,â Finn murmurs. âTurn around.â
âI like it so far,â Poe replies, wagging his eyebrows.
Finn hums, waits until Poe is facing away, then leans forward to whisper into his ear. âHands behind your back, please.â
Poe sucks in a breath, reaches behind him without hesitation. âYes, sir,â he murmurs.
âOh goodâyouâre a quick learner,â Finn tells him, trailing kisses down his neck.
âAnd you are full of surprises,â Poe returns. Finn chuckles as he takes the ribbon heâd cut earlier and starts to slowly wind it around Poeâs wrists. He keeps it loose, ties it in an easy knot. Then he moves in front of Poe. Whose eyes are wide, lips parted.
âOkay?â Finn asks, and Poe nods slowly.
âBest Christmas ever,â he breathes, leaning forward for a kiss. Finn shakes his head, places a finger to Poeâs lip, and holds up another long velvet ribbon.
âCare to take it further in the bedroom?â he asks. Poe looks at the ribbon, smirks.
Finn shakes his head again. He is enjoying this tremendously. Most of the time, Poe is the one to suggest something new. And Finn always enjoys it, only heâs not the one giving, but receiving. This time heâs had an idea of his own, and he will be doing all the giving. He will be in charge. It is as arousing as anything theyâve done together, and Finn canât wait to continue.
He gently wraps the second ribbon around Poeâs eyes. Itâs barely wide enough, but Poe closes his eyes with a content sigh.
âFinn,â he says. âIf you donât kiss me now, Iâm going toââ
Finn kisses him, long and hard, letting his hands roam through Poeâs hair, across his shoulders, and down his chest. He pulls Poe into a standing position and takes a moment to admire his handiwork: hair mussed, lips pink, clothes rucked up. Seeing Poe before him like this is almost overwhelming. Yes, this could be the best Christmas everâand Finn canât wait to unwrap his gift.
<and there was much smut in the bedroom. the end.>