Spirit Animal Ficlets

MERRY CHRISCHRIS

Shane had gotten back from a mission and his boyfriend had came to greet him. While getting off of the boat, he took in all the colorful orbs and painted wooden ornaments that were strung around the base. Conor grabbed his hand "C'mon, I want you to see something," he said. Even with his mask on, Shane loved the mischief look in his green eyes.

Conor was leading him somewhere but to where Shane wasn't sure. It did make him curious because if Conor was taking him somewhere, it always lead to kissing.

The two came out of a tunnel. Shane saw most of the redcloaks talking and sharing brightly colored boxes. Shane gestured to the color around them "What is all of this?" he asked.

Conor pulled him closer to the large festive party "Its Christmas and I thought if you didn't celebrate Christmas in Setriol ,we could celebrate it here," he replied.

Shane held onto Conor's hands as they stopped under an arch. He was glad to have his mask on "How did you find that out?" he asked.

Conor gestured to everyone around them, the redcloaks weren't wear their masks and had joyful expressions as they socialized with each other "Shane, you're not the only one from Setriol," he said.

Devin bound up to them "Will you two shut up and kiss? I did not have Karmo hold me up to hang that mistletoe and you two not kiss," he complained.

Shane looked up, a green leaf plant with white berries hung from the arch "Oh look at that," he said, looking back to Conor.

The blond Euran smiled "What a surprise," he teased.

Shane pushed his mask up and leaned closer "You devilish wolf."

"Thought I was your little lamb?"

"Shut up before I make you,"

Conor's eyes darkened as a smile spread on his face "Is that a threat?" he asked.

Shane smirked "Maybe," he replied.

Conor placed a soft kiss to Shane's jaw "Make good on your threats," he replied.

Shane kissed Conor. All rough and hard, almost as if he couldn't get enough. That was how he loved kissing Conor, this blond Euran who summoned Briggan was his and nobody could take it away from him. The one person he loved the most.

They parted and Conor's pupils were blown wide "Mistletoe kisses are gentle compared to that," he teased.

Shane pressed their foreheads together "You should teach me that," he countered.

Conor smiled filled the space between them again. His kisses were soft but so full of love it was like you couldn't learn to love again if he left. They made Shane so happy because this kiss was exactly like Conor. Delicate, gentle, welcoming. Not like Shane at all, his kisses made his old title seem fitting. As if he was going to consume your love entirely they balanced each other so well and Shane smiled when they parted again "That was wonderful," he whispered.

Conor sighed "Not so bad yourself King," he replied, jokingly using the redcloak name.

Shane laughed "Same goes to you, Lamby."

"Just kiss me again."

"I can do that."

For his first Christmas, Shane loved it already.