I wish you all a Merry Christmas with a little love from Dorian and Finian.

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Explicit sexual content in this chapter.

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Chelsea, London, 2008

In a house on Shawfield Street sat Dorian in front of the cheerful Christmas tree on the floor, and on his face was a big, bright smile. He looked at a red-haired little boy struggling with a golden ribbon attached to a big wrapped box.

“You want Daddy to help you, sweetie?” He asked his son, and the boy looked up, his eyes green and sparkling with excitement.

The boy nodded and waddled over with that huge present in his arms, it was almost as big as him, but the boy did manage to take it the few meters to his father. Dorian put the little boy on his lap, and together with a scissor, they cut the ribbon and unwrapped the present. He was revealing a meter tall, Optimus Prime toy.

“Wow, Dorian, his only two, you know!” A blond, older man that sat on the sofa laughed, and Dorian looked up at his father.

“Well, every kid needs a Transformer,” Dorian said with his big smile.

On the sofa, Dorian’s two fathers sat, Simon was holding a baby girl in his arms while watching his son and grandson unpacking the presents. Beside him, Keith sat sipping on sherry while laughing at his son.

“Admit it; you want to play with it yourself!”

“Whatever do you mean father?” Dorian said with a smirk.

Finian, who also sat on the sofa between his mother and his brother-in-law, laughed.

“That was what I said as well, Keith. Dorian was more excited over the presents than Eamon. Sometimes I think he’s still a little child.”

“Traitor! Don’t tell others of my deepest secrets,” Dorian exclaimed and rose to his feet, holding Eamon in front of him.

“Eamon, tickle your Dadaí!”

“Tickle, tickle!” The little boy laughed and held his hands in front of him, ready to tickle his father.

Dorian swiftly walked up to his husband and put Eamon on Finian’s lap. The boy was tickling his father, who laughed while he tried to dodge the boy’s poking little fingers.

“I give up; I give up. I’m sorry, Luv! I will never betray you again!”

Dorian nodded and looked pleased.

“Good boy,” he said, patting Eamons little head while kissing Finians cheek.

“Do my little tickle monster want some more presents?” Dorian asked and took the ecstatic, nodding Eamon back to the presents under the big Christmas tree.

Finian followed his beloved husband and son with his gaze while taking a sip of sherry.

His heart was warm, and he felt at ease. This was, in his opinion, how a great Christmas should be — celebrating Christmas Eve with his husband, his little children, his mother, two fathers-in-law, and brother-in-law here in London. And tomorrow, they would travel to Killarney to celebrate new years with his siblings.

The baby girl in Simon’s arms started to wake up but didn’t make a sound. She rarely did. This precious little four-month-old were always so calm, and Finian couldn’t believe how lucky he was that he had gotten two children that seemed so content.

Before Finian could react, his mother, Colleen, was on her feet and reached after the little girl.

“I’ll go give her the bottle,” she said with a happy smile, and Finian nodded.

“Thank you, Mom.”

The beautiful woman with the long red-hair held the little girl in her arms, her eyes sparkling. Colleen Hurley had three older grandchildren, but as they all lived in Ireland, she was thrilled to be close to her two little ones. She had always regretted leaving her two older children behind in Ireland, but at the time, she had no other choice. She and her ex-husband didn’t have a good relationship even before the divorce, and her ex didn’t want Finian to live with him. Finian never knew the whole truth, but his father didn’t believe that Finian was his son. He accused Colleen of being unfaithful to him, and that was according to him the cause of the divorce. Colleen never was unfaithful, but she got kicked out of her home and had to leave her precious children behind, hiding the truth about the whole divorce from them. Not until their father died in 2003, Siobhán and Connor got to know the truth. They all decided not to say anything to Finian because they knew it would only hurt him.

Finian watched as his mother, whom he loved dearly, walked with her granddaughter in her arms towards the kitchen.

“You look like the happiest person in the world,” Lucas whispered in his ear, and Finian jolted, startled.

“I do?” he said and turned to the blonde boy who smirked at him.

The fifteen-year-old boy held his digital camera in front of Finian and showed the picture of the nine years older man. The man on the screen had a beautiful smile, and his green eyes were sparkling with warmth. Yes, he looked very happy.

“I hope that I’ll have what you two have when I’m as old as you,” Lucas said, and Finian could hear the longing in the younger boy’s voice.

Lucas was a sweetheart, had always been, and Finian knew that the person who later would capture Lucas’ heart would be very fortunate.

“You’re still young Lucas, the person you will give your heart to will surely come to you when it is the right time.”

“You think? Because when you were my age, you and Dorian were already lovey-dovey. I even remember that” Lucas said and made a funny face.

“Oh, don’t get me started on that,” Keith intervened with a cheerful smile.

The forty-two-year-old man had overheard what his son and son-in-law had talked about, feeling a little tipsy on the sherry.

“Simon and I always had to remind you two that if you were to snog, you had to go to Dorian’s room, and not stand in the hallway! You could hardly keep your clothes on!”

Everyone laughed except Finian, who turned red the face and tried to hide it in the palm of his hands.

“Well Father, you of all should understand, you were also in love with Dad for many years before you were able to be in a relationship.”

“That’s true, and I never regret pursuing your Dad,” Keith said and embraced his husband, kissing him tenderly, making his two children squeal with pretended disgust.

Dorian even went so far as to hold his hands over Eamons eyes.

“Oi, no R-rated stuff in front of the child, you old perv,” Dorian exclaimed, but on his face was a big joyful smile.

Finian knew how much Dorian loved his fathers, and he adored the fact that they were still very much in love. There were no secrets that Simon had been engaged to another man before he met Keith. It was Simon’s parents who arranged the engagement from when Simon was very young. Simon had been the only omega born in a full alpha family, and the family wanted to marry him off as soon as possible, to some Duke’s youngest son.

Keith had met Simon at the Royal Ascot, and like with Dorian, it was love at first sight. They weren’t fated pairs, but the attraction Keith felt towards the beautiful omega was almost as strong. Keith being from a ‘fine’ family, a Prime-Alpha, and excelling in both studies and sport, were indeed a catch. But Simon’s parents were stubborn; they didn’t want to break off the engagement.

Simon was then far from the strong person he grew up to be, and even though he early on feel for the boy, three years younger than himself, he didn’t dare to go against his parents. But Keith never gave up, and after a year of pursuing Simon, they finally became a couple. One year later, only twenty years old, Simon gave birth to Dorian.

Keith and Simon were Dorian and Lucas’ role models, and they adored their affectionate parents.

After Eamon had opened all his and Caoimhe’s presents, the guest took their leave. And after carrying the two sleeping children to their rooms Finian and Dorian got ready to go to bed. Finian was sitting on the edge of the bed, taking off his deep red tie when Dorian came in, naked except tight red boxers, with candy canes on and a red Santa cap on his head.

Dorian stood in the doorway, leaning towards the doorframe, one hand on his hip and the other over his head, trying to look seductive.

“Ho ho ho, have you been a good boy this year?”

Finian managed not to burst out laughing, and he laid on the bed, smiling.

“Oh yes, Santa, I believe I have.”

“Well splendid, then I have a present for you that I think you will enjoy,” Dorian said, smirking and slowly getting closer to the bed.

Finian had seen Dorian naked more times then he could count, but the sight never failed to get him all hot and flustered. That tall body with the refined muscles that made his mouth water. He was like a Greek god.

Dorian climbed on to the bed and mounted Finian, catching his full lips with his, the tongue getting entrance at once. The kiss was intense, almost taking the breath away from Finian.

“Fuck! Santa sure knows how to kiss,” Finian gasped, feeling his heart race with excitement.

“Oh my dear boy, I’ve just getting started,” Dorian said with a playful grin, and he sure was.

He kissed his husband along his neck, careful making hickeys along the way. Finians shirt almost got ripped off his body and thrown away, nipples soon attacked by Dorian’s greedy mouth. Kissing, licking, sucking, making Finian cry out while tugging a hand full of blond hair in his grasp. The Santa cap got thrown away.

Dorian continued his assault down over Finians stomach, tenderly kissing his way down to the edge of Finians pants. Together they pulled them down, and the boxers soon followed, leaving Finian naked with his cock fully erected. Dorian had the same reaction as Finian when he saw his husband, thinking that this was the perfect specimen of a human being. He wanted to cherish every inch of that perfect body.

Dorian took Finians cock in his mouth, licking and sucking it like it was a delicious lollipop. Meanwhile, he slowly fingered Finian’s hole, using both his and Finian’s pre-cum to make the fingers slip in easily. Dorian took him deep, and Finian could hardly keep in his moans while he came, filling Dorian’s throat. Dorian swallowed it and licked Finian’s cock clean.

When he’s started to prepare Finian with both his tongue and fingers, Finian couldn’t help but rock his hips, moaning out loud. Finian was close to passing out. Everything Dorian did felt so incredible, but it was almost too much. He could barely handle all the pleasure.

“Please, Santa, I want my present now,” Finian whimpered, and Dorian smiled, still with his tongue inside of Finian’s warm hole.

“Alright, Luv. A good boy like you gets everything he wants.”

Dorian took the lube from his nightstand. He took out his boxers and put on the lube on his cock. It was so hard it trembled in his hand.

“Are you ready for my Luv?”

Finian nodded, his gaze almost desperate.

“Please give it to me!”

It was still a bit tight, but Dorian was careful, and when his cock was all the way in, deep inside of Finian, Finian gasped by the sensation. Dorian looked at Finian with much tenderness.

“How do you want it?”

Dorian’s mouth was slightly open, he was breathing heavy, and his bottom lip was trembling slightly. The blue eyes were burning with lust, and he looked as if he would devour Finian at any time. He was so sexy that Finian felt he could come by the mere sight of him.

“Hard,” Finian whispered, pleading.

And that Dorian did.

He pulled Finian’s legs up, pushing them down his shoulder and rested on his hands over him. Dorian was so deep inside of Finian that he felt full, and he shivered with delight.

Dorian took him as hard as Finian had asked for, making the red-haired man moan with pleasure, crying out his husband’s name. Finian held his cock in his hand, but he hardly had to do anything. Dorian’s cock hit his sweet spot hard enough that he was close to coming several times just from that.

“Do you want it?” Dorian asked, breathing heavy while thrusting his hips hard, making a loud sound from his tights hitting Finians ass.

Finian nodded, biting his lip hard.

“Fuck yeah, babe!” he squealed and was lifted from the floor in his husband’s strong arms.

He put him down on the carpet on the floor, while kissing him intensely, making pre-cum leak from Finians painfully hard cock.

Dorian gently pushed the legs over Finian’s head and lifted his ass high up in the air. Dorian positioned himself over Finian, entering the trembling hole again while grabbing Finians cock, pumping it hard with his hand.

“Oh, holy fuck!” Finian cried out.

Feeling that big cock so deep inside him made him tremble violently, and he had to close his eye, his vision almost blurring.

“I’m gonna come,” he heard Dorian say between clenched jaw, and that made Finian come all over his chest, moaning Dorian’s name over and over again.

Dorian’s load filled him up, and carefully Dorian put Finians back and legs down on the floor, kissing him tenderly on his cheek and forehead.

Dorian lay down beside Finian, cuddled up to him, and cleaned the semen with a piece of paper. Finian rested his head on the blond man’s arm, looking at his beautiful profile, feeling his chest swell with love for that wonderful man.

“I love you, Dorian,” he said.

Dorian stopped and looked down at his husband, his face happy.

“And I love you more than anything in the world, Darling!”

“More than Optimus Prime?” Finian asked with a smirk, and Dorian giggled.

“Yeah, and that’s saying a lot!”

“Oh, you big nerd,” Finian laughed and pulled his husband into his embrace, hugging him close.

“Thank you for everything, Babe!” Finian mumbled into Dorian’s neck.

“I haven’t done anything special, Luv. It’s all you!” Dorian caressed Finian’s head in his hand, pulling the man closer to him.

“You have done so much for me, and you simply being in my life, I can’t thank you enough. You are the world to me!”

Dorian felt so happy he almost burst out in tears, and he hugged the love of his life close. Dorian honestly felt like he was the happiest man on earth, and nothing could ever take this away from him.