Title: What Naughty Boys Get for Christmas
Author: Carina Scott
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Jim/Warrick
Summary: Jim has been a naughty boy this year.
Author's Notes: I'm sorry if this ruins your image of Santa forever, but the bunny bit me (HARD), and I couldn't resist. Enjoy!

~*~

Jim couldn't believe his eyes when he came home from work that evening. There his lover sat, in their living room, dressed in full Santa garb, minus the belly, yet complete with beard and hat.

"So Jim, I was checking my list for the second time, and I see that you have been a naughty boy. Do you know what Santa does to naughty little boys?"

Realizing that his innocent thoughts about Santa were about to be ruined forever, Jim just went along with the game. Placing his badge and gun in the drawer on the coffee table, Jim removed his jacket and threw it across the back of the couch.

"Are you gonna show me?"

"Maybe, why don't you come over here and sit on Santa's knee."

Crossing the room, Jim sat in his lover's lap. "So, I'm here. Now what?"

"Oh, you're a mouthy one aren't you? Bet that's why you're on my list in the first place. Do you really want to know what Santa got you for Christmas?"

"Yeah," Jim replied as he felt himself begin to harden at the suggestive tone of Warrick's voice.

Taking Jim's hand, Warrick guided it to his crotch. Feeling Warrick's erection through the red material, Jim swallowed hard. "A lump of coal; a rock hard lump of coal," Leaning in closer, Warrick whispered, "Do you wanna play with it?"

Moaning as Warrick moved his had continuously over the bulge, Jim licked his lips before responding with a breathy "Yes."

"Too bad, naughty boys don't get anything for Christmas." And with that Warrick slid Jim off his lap, making sure he didn't fall. By the time Jim's lust-laden brain realized what had happened, Warrick had already disappeared down the hall and into their bedroom.

"Tease," Jim muttered under his breath as he all but ran down the hall after his lover.

When Jim entered the room, he stopped in the doorway. Lying sprawled across the bed was a stark naked Warrick. Well naked except for the bow that was tied around his hard cock.

"Lucky for both of us, Santa said I was a good boy all year long," Warrick said with a smirk, before he was pounced on by his horny lover.

THE END