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Blaine squeezed in closer to Kurt and wrapped an arm around his husband, pressing his nose into Kurt’s neck and nuzzling. “At least we have each other” he whispered as they watched the business woman, a typical type A personality, try to use her phone for the umpteenth time, the father with the young daughter who screamed that she was hungry and was going to miss Santa Clause, and the college student who had obviously scored a gig as an elf for over the holidays, or at least that’s what his outfit said.

“I’d like to have that cheesecake now as well,” Kurt said as he let Blaine rest his head on Kurt’s shoulder. “Do you think we’ll make it.” “I don’t know, but isn’t it best not to worry,” Blaine said as he saw the woman muttering about the accounting staff.

He tried to get Kurt two larger gifts and a medium or small gift, but this year he wanted something special. He wanted something that might conquer over the empty nest feeling that they both, admittedly, were feeling.

“So,” Blaine asked as he looked up at Kurt, taking off his glasses, “What would you like this year?”

Kurt smiled back as he held up the family cat, a classic black and white cat, “I don’t know, maybe you could pick it out for me.” Blaine sighed, “Can’t you tell me? I never can get it right when it comes to you, I know how much you like these gifts to be perfect and I don’t mind buying whatever you’d like.”

“I don’t mind, it depends on your budget doesn’t it?” Kurt grinned. Blaine rolled his eyes, “I guess it might, but I don’t have a budget when it comes to you” Kurt put the cat down on the floor and went over to his husband, snuggling up beside him. “I don’t mind,” he said as he held Blaine’s hand, resting his head on Blaine’s shoulder. “I’m just glad that after all these years, after twenty five years we’re still married and after thirty years, we’re still best friends.”

Blaine nodded, “I love that too, but…you don’t want anything for Christmas, or at least anything you want to pick out. I thought we had a good rhythm with this. Is anything okay?” he smiled at his husband. “Yes, anything is okay. I’ll love it because you picked it out for me,” Kurt commented.

Fortunately, Blaine was putting something on the TV that Kurt hadn’t seen before and was probably going to make him drowsy and put him to sleep. It was Legend, which starred Tom Hardy. Definitely not Kurt’s choice of movie, but again it would most likely put him to sleep and make this having a cold feel better.

Blaine sighed as he tried again with the DVD player and closed his eyes, “I think power is out,” he said regretfully. “I’m sorry,” he curled into the bed and wrapped his arms around Kurt again, “no movie today.” “Aww,” Kurt sighed, “but you shouldn’t be h-holding” sneeze “me, you’ll get yo-our” sneeze “self sick” “If I get sick by holding you, it’ll be a sickness worth having,” Blaine grinned, “Okay, so how about I tell you a story instead.” Kurt smiled, “Okay, go ahe-ad” he nodded. Blaine smiled as he cleared his throat and started the story, “So, once upon a time, a long long time ago, the king decided that he would host a royal ball to celebrate the winter solstice.” “Christmas,” Kurt interrupted making Blaine laugh,

“Okay, the king decided that he would host a royal ball to celebrate Christmas. He sent out invitations to the entire kingdom and said that he wanted to celebrate a grand year. His son, who was a bit clueless and not so attractive,” “very attractive, talented, affectionate, and intelligent,” Kurt corrected. Blaine rolled his eyes as he started to tell the story again. “His son was attractive, talented, affectionate, and intelligent and his name was Blaine.” Kurt nodded to the correction. “Blaine had never shown much interest in the young princesses that his father would try to marry off to him, so this was a chance for Blaine to meet someone he cared for. The royal ball would be too lavish, too grand, too large, and Blaine didn’t care for that. What he did care for was the grand staircase, he had always admired this particular staircase and thought it was beautiful. Well, on the day of the ball there were many people rushing around, but there was one young man in particular that caught the prince’s eye. He was another prince, a prince that…” “Commoner,” Kurt said as he turned around to face Blaine. Blaine sighed over that, but nodded. “He was the most attractive, romantic, and overall kindest commoner that one could ever meet, he also had a lot of interest in fashion so he wore the most well designed outfits. The prince had passed him on the stairs a moment before, but it wasn’t until the commoner asked what to do at the royal ball that the prince truly saw him.

It wasn’t unusual, they had often roleplayed before, they were both actors so of course they found it fun. This time though, it was something more naughty and dirty, tonight Blaine wanted to explore bestiality. Blaine had even bought a whip.

So when Kurt had arrived at home, he had changed into a robe that was similar to Santa’s coat and put a Santa hat on his head. These were the only two items of clothes he was wearing, something that he could easily undress out of, throw and discard on the bedroom floor as he slid into Blaine’s tight ass.

He opened the door to see Blaine wearing a tail clipped onto a belt, gloves and socks that looked like reindeer hooves and a pair of reindeer antlers on his head. The whip was beside him on the bed. “Hello, my pet,” Kurt grinned as he passed over to Blaine, “How is my favorite reindeer tonight?” Blaine neighed in response, starting to nuzzle Kurt’s arm as he made more moaning sounds. Kurt ran his fingers through Blaine’s curls.

“Such a very very good reindeer deserves special treats, after all Blitzen, you are the best out there. You’ve got the best antlers, the best hooves,” Kurt said as he licked Blaine’s wrist, which made Blaine decide to buck. “The best tail,” Kurt said as he moved it out of the way, “and the very best little butt,” Kurt dropped the robe to the floor. “Such a good little ass hole that I can’t help but want to slip something into that stocking. What do I have for a stocking stuffer,” Kurt got into position and lubed up before slipping his dick into Blaine, he moved in time with Blaine and as soon as they got to their peak he heard Blaine moan, not one of those sexy moans, but a painful one. Kurt slipped out as soon as he could. “Honey bee, what is it? Do you want to stop?” Kurt asked.

“I just…I have a kink,” Blaine said as he put a hand to his upper back. “I know, but it’s okay, I have kinks too,” Kurt admitted. “Nothing like this, but I have to treat my husband sometimes too.” “No, in my back,” Blaine said as he tried to stand up, “We have to stop,” Kurt grinned as he picked up the whip, “There’s something we could try first, the best type of massage.” “I guess you could,” Blaine smiled, “It certainly is going to be the season to be jolly,” he said before getting on his back.

He nervously picked up a camera, this had to be for Artie…right? Although, Brittany wanted a camera so she could try to develop them herself in the dark room she had had built. Then again, Sam was constantly going to conventions and he kept talking about how he wanted to take pictures on something other than his phone. Maybe it was for Carole, her camera had recently stopped working and Blaine had been talking about it. So, maybe he…..could just pick up the second camera, a completely different model and decide who they were for.

Okay, so he could do that, but the karaoke set? The karaoke set had to be for Rachel, although she and Jesse had their own setup and Jesse wouldn’t let an inferior piece or a piece that didn’t match be with his setup. So, either it was a lot better than it looked or it was for someone else. Maybe Sam, he had been playing the guitar more.

Now, the darts and the special dart pouch, those had to be for someone else right? They hadn’t seen Puck for a while, but that didn’t mean that Blaine wouldn’t give them to Quinn when Kurt saw her. They looked really good, but on the other hand, Kurt had been told by Elliott that dart was a very therapeutic exercise since his ex broke up with him.

Kurt sighed, “Are you still upset over them? I said not to listen to those idiots, who obviously couldn’t get a life.”

Blaine looked down, “There has to be a reason why they said that, I mean maybe I’m not good looking or sexy, but that they…” “They don’t know what they are missing out on,” Kurt said as he came over to Kurt. He put one hand to Blaine’s cheek and kissed him passionately before reaching with his other hand to grab Blaine’s ass. “Just as tight and sexy as I remember,” he said before pulling Blaine to the bedroom, “Let me show you how much I love you.” Blaine blushed, but nodded and soon he and Kurt were undressing each other, Kurt had put on a pair of reindeer antlers and Blaine had his Santa hat on. Kurt grinned as Blaine’s shirt and vest fell onto the floor and he started licking his husband, nuzzling him during their roleplay. Blaine meanwhile was running his hand through Kurt’s chest as if petting him, but every so often he would run it down Kurt’s bare back. “Spread your legs Mr Santa,” Kurt said as he pushed Blaine back a little and licked his husband’s dick before slipping the hot, throbbing penis into his mouth. He playfully licked and sucked as he heard Blaine make the sounds where Kurt knew he was having pleasure from this. Kurt put his hands to Blaine’s back and pushed him back to get a better angle at the penis he was so attracted to. “Okay,” Blaine smiled, “but reindeers need to be fed too.” Hearing someone cough at the door, Blaine looked up before slowly guiding Kurt back, “Hey there, dad” he said awkwardly as Kurt looked around to see Burt watching them have sex. “Oh god,” he said, grabbing the blanket behind him. “Dad,”