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Holiday Cheer	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Holiday Cheer Chapter Four

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A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE �, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta� I think I�ve become a kitty waystation, lol� InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: Happy Chrismukkah. ;) Morgan: *stalkgloke * Readers/Reviewers: Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! This chapter has slash so be ye warned�

�Shhh! Someone�s coming!�

�Yeah,� Saint John gasped. �I am if you keep that going�� He leaned against the cool countertop, his fingers curling around the edge as Bobby�s fingers played along his length. He bit down hard on his tongue to keep from crying out as Bobby dismissed the distant noise, resuming his oral attentions of a few moments before. Saint John�s eyes drifted closed as his lover�s tongue and lips moved along his member, licking and sucking, taking him in as deep as he could before withdrawing slowly. He knew it would not be long�something about being in a precarious situation, a place they could easily be caught, added to the excitement and it was never a long encounter when they did public things like this. Bobby did not seem to mind the shortened time span, though, so Saint John did not worry.

Bobby paused again, his tongue flicking across the tip of his boyfriend�s length before he spoke again. �I swear I heard footsteps��

�We�re in a huge old house,� the blond youth panted in response, �where sound carries. It�s nothing. Really�� He flexed his hips, bumping his length against Bobby�s cheek and earning a quick glare and grin from the other teenager. �I�m so close, Bobby��

�Well, I�d hate to leave you in distress,� he smiled. �Besides, blue balls wouldn�t go with the Christmas d�cor this year.�

Mark paused in the front hall. He could hear soft noises, voices and groans, and he frowned. He was fairly certain that he did not want to know what was going on but he had a sinking feeling that it was going on in the kitchen. Kitty had been summoned to debug the Danger Room when Jubilee�s simulated Santa had run amuck with her simulated Kwan Yin, and Kurt was still wrestling with the massive Christmas tree in the hall, sending a rain of tinsel down on Mark�s head. Brushing aside the silvery strands distractedly, the librarian continued ticking off the mental list of students� whereabouts. Lance and Todd he had seen heading out to the lake with Jean following at a distance, looking officious, and the younger students were on a shopping expedition in town with Storm and Logan. That left a handful of the older students unaccounted for. _If I�m not mistaken, _he thought with a wincing realization, _those are male voices� _ He wavered. He did not want to walk in on anything, no matter who was doing it, but at the same time he had a responsibility to ensure that the students were following school regulations, which included no hanky panky in public areas and none at all if possible. _What�s more, _ he thought with the air of a man resigned to battle, _they�re in the kitchen with my pudding! _
Bobby scrambled to his feet, hissing as he tried to readjust his obvious arousal to a less obvious position as Saint John scrambled to refasten his clothing and not look as if he had just had a practically violent, breathless release in his boyfriend�s mouth. �Quick,� Bobby ordered sotto voce, �look busy!�

Saint John shot him a glare and turned to the sink, making a show of adjusting the water to wash his hands. Bobby growled under his breath and grabbed a bowl off the counter, sniffing it and making a face. �What?�

�Smells�strong,� he coughed. �Really strong.� The footsteps were closer, obviously loud in an attempt to forewarn the occupants of the kitchen. �Ah ha!� Bobby saw the brown bottle, half empty, and the bag of powdered sugar pushed to the back of the counter. He grabbed both, dumping in a healthy draught of liquor and a dash of sugar, stirring rapidly as Mark entered the room. �Hi, Mark!� he smiled cheerily. �What�s up?�

�What�re you doing?� the Englishman demanded. �That�s for the pudding later.� He could smell the strong waft of alcohol but, he noticed, the sauce did not look any different. Surely, he thought, too much alcohol would make it watery and discolored.

�Oh�um��

Saint John stepped in smoothly. �It was separating. He�s stirring it to keep it from being all runny.�

Mark raised a brow. �I appreciate your initiative. Kurt needs help in the front hall. It seems that the Christmas tree is possessed�� Saint John and Bobby made their excuses and hurriedly edged past him, scurrying from the kitchen on rapid feet. Mark frowned at their departing backs. �Something�s rotten in the state of Denmark��[1]

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[1] Hamlet, anyone?
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