Mistletoe
Mistletoe
It was three days before Christmas, and James was helping Robbie decorate the flat; James was adorning the living room with tinsel while Robbie worked on the tree.
After placing the angel at the top, Robbie turned to see how James was getting on, his gaze trailing up James' legs and over his denim-clad arse.
James turned his head and caught Robbie looking. Smirking, he reached over to the box of decorations and pulled out a sprig of mistletoe, hanging it above his head. "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come and kiss me?"
After placing the angel at the top, Robbie turned to see how James was getting on, his gaze trailing up James' legs and over his denim-clad arse.
James turned his head and caught Robbie looking. Smirking, he reached over to the box of decorations and pulled out a sprig of mistletoe, hanging it above his head. "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come and kiss me?"