Well, I need to update other fics, but...I had to make this! I've been wanting to for a while! So...enjoy!

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I Love You, Santa:

The tree shown beautifully as the last lights and ornaments were secured in place. Every last light showed with the meaning of the holidays. The giving and beauty. This particular home was filled with holiday spirit, as there was a child in the home who HAD to have presents under the tree Christmas morning. The young boy knew only of tree's promise of LOTS of presents hopped around, and asked his father when "Santa Clause" was going to come.

"He'll come to leave you some presents tonight after you go to bed, and come back to say hi in the morning," the child's father warmly replied, shooting a wink at his boyfriend. They had it all planned out. Mike would dress up in a Santa suit, and make the cute little boy shriek with the glee of a child who was privelaged enough to meet Santa Clause.

Chester was BEYOND excited. This was his first Christmas that Draven was with him; Sam always wanted to keep him. But he managed to persuade her to let Draven be with him for Christmas this year.

"I'm going to bed now!" Draven shouted excitedly, eager for the morning of present-opening to arrive. 'He really is cute,' Chester thought.

Mike chuckled. "Draven, it's too early for you to go to bed," he explained to the hyper four-year-old, who put his head down and pouted.

"But I wanna see Santa!" he whined.

"Don't worry, Draven. He'll come tonight," Chester assured his child. Of course, he knew that Santa was just a tale to get kids hyped up on Christmas, but it was so cute when his little boy would be so excited to see him.

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So that night, Chester and mike put out Draven's presents; stuffed them under the tree.

They even made out for a minute. They just couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Their lips just longed to crash against each other.

When they were done with EVERYTHING, they went back to bed, and waited for morning to come.

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And when the morning of celebrating arrived, the toddler was, if possible, even more hyped up than the night before. Mike was in the bedroom with Chester, getting his help in getting the Santa costume on. When it was finally on as well as it could be, Mike stood before his boyfriend.

"Does this suit make me look fat?" he questioned, giggling lightly.

"Yup," Chester replied, giggling as well.

At this time, Draven had become fed up with waiting, and peeked his head curiously through the bedroom door. But what he saw was frightening for such a young little guy.

His daddy was in the room with Santa, and was giggling for some reason.

"I love you, Santa," he purred, giving the jolly guy a kiss, and the small child watched wide-eyed, as he wondered what in the hell his father was doing kissing Santa Clause.

He went charging down the stairs before they could see him, and acted like he hadn't seen anything. His father had made it clear, even for a four-year-old, that his bedroom was OFF LIMITS. Especially now, on Christmas Day.

So his daddy and Santa came down the stairs a minute later, and Draven was a little uneasy. But he had to fool his dad, so he played along.

"Ho ho ho!" Santa bellowed, and Draven shrieked and ran over to him with a fake glee. Santa picked him up and sat down on the couch, sitting with the toddler in his lap.

"So, Draven. I've heard you've been a very good boy this year," Santa commented.

'Better than you,' Draven thought.

"How about a picture with Santa?" Chester asked Draven, who nodded eagerly.

Chester reached over to the stand by the couch, and grasped a camera. It was one of those really old cameras that printed the picture immediately.

He held the camera up and positioned himself correctly. "Say cheese!" he yelled.

"Cheese!" Draven yelled happily.

Chester took three pictures, and did something that would torture Draven for a while. He stuck some tape on the back of one, and placed it on the wall above Draven's bed. Poor Draven...

The one thing that Draven did enjoy was opening the presents. Mike had come back to see the toddler rip apart the carefully wrapped paper, and scream at the gift inside. What was the cutest thing of all was when Draven handed his daddy an incredibly messily wrapped gift. Inside was a little card, the words "I love my daddy" scribbled inside of it, and a crudely drawn heart as well. When Draven learned to write that, Chester had no clue in hell, but he absolutely adored the child for it, anyway.

"Thanks, Draven!" he yelled, hugging the toddler tightly.

Draven gave a similar card to Mike, who also hugged the toddler.

Then Mike gave Chester his gift. It was wrapped tightly, and looked to be a box. 'A clothes box,' Chester thought grumpily, but he screamed in joy when he saw what was really in the box.

It was a microphone, with 'Chester's Mike. No one else can touch it!' painted around it. The reference that Mike and mic sounded the same was kind of cute. Good thing Draven couldn't read it.

"Mike, this is awesome," Chester yelled, hugging his boyfriend tightly.

"You're welcome," Mike choked, as he struggled for breath. Chester could really hug!

"Daddy, where's Uncle Mike's present?" Draven questioned.

"Well...Draven, I need to give Uncle Mike his present in private," Chester replied.

"Why?" Draven innocently questioned.

"Because it's a secret," Chester replied, finally getting the toddler off his back.

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The kiss was filled with passion and wanting of dominance. Tongues battled feverishly for space, and teeth clanked against one another.

As they pulled apart, Chester panted, "you are so beautiful," to his lover.

"I am not," Mike replied modestly.

"Then I guess you don't want your present," Chester teased.

"Chester, about the present. We've had sex before, so what's the big deal with doing it again?" Mike asked.

"Well, today I;ve got some toys we can use," Chester replied, pulling a bag out from under the bed. Included in the bag were honey, whipped cream, cherries, and...a vibrator.

"Chester! You naughty man!" Mike yelled, but the thought of what was to come was, in reality, turning him on.

Through a crack in the door, Draven watched curiously, wondering what game the two men were going to play. Maybe they'd have a contest of who could put the most cherries in their mouth!

But Draven realized that that probably wasn't the case, when the two men stripped down to nothing.

'Why are their wee wees up like that?' Draven thought as he saw the men's erections. Such an innocent toddler...

And then they started kissing, and Draven had seen enough. He kicked the door out of the way, and yelled to the men's startled faces, "Daddy! You're cheating on Santa!"

Chester and Mike quickly covered themselves, and tried to explain things to the confused toddler.

"Draven, you know how we talked about how girls and boys like to be close to each other sometimes? Well...sometimes two guys like to be close to each other, too," Chester explained.

"But what about Santa? You were kissing him today, too," Draven asked.

"Well, Santa said that you were such a good boy this year, that he wanted to kiss me," Chester lied.

"But you said you love him," Draven continued.

"Yeah! I...uh...love him for giving you lots of presents every year!" Chester lied again.

"Oh...okay," Draven replied, and went to leave the room.

"Draven?" Chester stopped him.

"What?" Draven questioned.

"What were you doing looking in, anyway?" Chester asked.

"Umm...bye Daddy!" Draven yelled, but Chester caught him and held tight.

"You are so adorable," Chester commented, giving his son a big bear hug.

THE END!!!!!!!!!!!!

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