A/N Hell yeah I'm doing a Christmas day special. If you don't celebrate Christmas, then happy Hanukkah. If you don't celebrate that then happy kwanza. If you don't celebrate that either than happy December the 25th.

Tord's eyes snapped open realizing the date. It was December twenty forth, meaning it was Christmas eve, meaning it was time to decorate the house.

When he was a kid, tord and his dads' would decorate on December first, but sadly Tord's lover was never a fan of the Christmas spirit and forbid Tord to even look at the decorations before December twenty forth.

But now that day was here! Meaning eggnog, Christmas lights, decorated trees, baking sugar coated cookies, hanging stockings, giving gifts, Snow days, the whole thing sent shivers of anticipation down Tord's spine.

his happiest memories were around the holiday, and he wanted to make more. Except this time it wouldn't be with his family, no he has plenty memories with them, this year he planned on making memories with Thomas.

Thomas Thompson was Tord Thompson's happily wedded husband. They had known each other since they were in diapers, dated for around 5 years, and they had been married for 6 years, starting in May.

Tord loved Christmas.

Tom, well, he had his own opinions.

"Oh no you don't. Sit your ass down right now, and turn off that bloody Christmas music bullshit. Oh my god what are you wearing?" Tom asked referencing Tord's ugly Christmas sweater.

"Oh Thomas c'mon. I have to wait a whole month before even starting to decorate! Let me do my shit. You can sleep all day if you want, but you aren't getting any of my holiday cookies." When Tord threw in that threat, Tom shot right out of bed and began putting on his pants.

Tord smiled. He knew Thomas would get up if he threatened him with cookies. Tord had never told him, but he actually pt alcohol in the batter, so even though the alcohol cooked out, the flavor remained.

"Come now Tom, we have decorating to do." Tord skipped into the living room, grabbing the box of Christmas cards from almost everyone they knew, including almost all of Tord's soldiers.

He began to pin them up along the doorways of the house, he then ran to the kitchen to start making the cookies. "Babe, slow down. It's only eight in the morning, you have all day to decorate." Thomas spoke resting his head between Tord's horn like hair. "I know, but I'm just so excited! I love Christmas so much!" Tord smiled a wide smiled, while continuing to make the cookie dough using one of his dads' old recipes he had basically memorized by now.

Tom sighed and squeezed Tord's waist, burying his head into the crook of Tord's neck. "I know you don't like Christmas Tom, but it's my favorite holiday-" Tord took a breath.

"and I would really appreciate it if you actually spent it with me and not passed out drunk on the couch. My favorite memories of my family are always around Christmas, and I really think it's time for us to start making memories just like my dads' did with me. What I'm saying, Thomas, is that I want to start making memories, like a family. I want a family Tom. A child or two, a real house in the country side, a dog with maybe an exotic pet like a snake or a bird. Tom, my scientists have been working on a way to make a child using our DNA. my gift to you this year is the preposition to have a family with me. To be a dad and to have kids and a house and a-"

Tom cut Tord off by kissing him sweetly on the lips. "You're rambling. of course I'll start a family with you, and yes I'll stay clear water sober this year until the party Edd always hosts. You know I can't resist the eggnog. In fact, I'll even help you decorate, it'll go by faster that way." Tom smiled and went to the decorations box.

"So what do you start off with?" Tord smiled at his husband fondly. "You can start with the lights. Those usually take the longest." Tom smiled brightly and grabbed them out of the box and began to put them up.

Three hours later the house was festive and bright. Tord had already called his head scientist saying that Tom had agreed to the experiment and to use the DNA samples that Tord had sent him.

The two were now cuddling looking at the tree they had set up together. "Torm." Tom suddenly said. "Hm?" Tord questioned confused. "We will name our child Torm if it's a boy."

"Okay, but what if it's a girl?"

Tom hought for a second "We'll name her Tora." Thomas said confidently. "okay babe." Tord smiled sleepily thinking of the child that would soon be under his care. With the happy thoughts filling his mind and the exhaustion from doing all the decorating, he easily fell asleep in Tom's arms even though he had just woken up three hours earlier.

Tord woke up again at twenty hundred or eight at night. The trees lights were on, and the faint smell of cinnamon was wafting through the house. "Thomas?" Tord called out groggily.

"Yes, babe?" Tom asked, coming to sit down, turning on the television. "Oh, I was just wondering where you were." Tor answered, snuggling into his husbands side as a cheesy Christmas movie played. Tord smiled widely, seeing what was on the TV and was easily captivated by the screen.

"You really like all this shitty Christmas stuff, huh?" Tom asked, rubbing Tord's side a bit as the snuggled under the fluffy blanket Tord had pulled over them.

"Well, yeah! It's a time for the human race to come together and to stop being so shitty for once. A time where families make memories and forget their rivalries. A time for cheesy movies, cookies, and sex. A great time for all. I know you don't like Christmas Tom, but I really do. I don't think I remember a time where I didn't." Tord finished his speech with a small blush.

"Tord, I want all those things, but I think you sometimes miss the point. You think that people are only really sweet and families only get along on Holidays, but that's not the case. People can be sweet, families can come together, and couples can do cheesy things together anytime of the year. That's why I don't like Christmas. You should be good all year round, not just a certain day of the year. I just don't understand why anyone could be an asshole every day, but be nice around the holidays, and then go straight back to being an asshole." Thomas sighed.

"We should act like everyday is Christmas, maybe then the world would fix itself up a little."

Tord sighed happily. "Well whatever your stand point is, I want Christmas to be a happy time, not a sad one full of anger, you can do that, right Tom?" Tord grabbed the taller males hand. "Yes I can do that." He sighed.

Tord smiled brightly. "I love you." He spoke softly. "I love you too." Tom returned.

Tord gently brushed his fingers along Tom's cheek bones, getting a feel for every crevice in his darker skinned husband. Tom growled suddenly and pinned Tord to the couch, kissing him lovingly, but rough.

Tord was loving every second as their lips moved together as one. Getting small breath in between the hot kiss, tongues entering each others mouths. Tords teeth scraped against Tom's, feeling how sharp the canines were becoming.

Tom nipped at Tord's unnaturally soft lips.

Tord loved it when Tom did that.

"Ngh, Tommy~" Tord moaned out, breathless. Tom smirked, seeing his flustered partner beneath him. "do you want this, baby?" Tom whispered seductively into his lovers ear. Tord whimpered and nodded yes. "Oh please do~" Tord was feeling uncomfortably hot and tight in that stupid sweater, so he decided he would take it off.

Sweaty and breathless underneath the towering male made another whimper claw its way out of Tord's throat.

They rarely did anything together on Christmas, especially Tord's favorite pass time. This year was like a dream come true.

Thomas rubbed his hands up and Down his lovers body, feeling the light skin in a new way.

"Then let's get started." He growled into Tord's ear making a shiver of delight go across his body. Tom rubbed the erection between Tord's legs that had been growing since the starting kiss.

Tord pushed Tom's jacket off his body, exposing his dark skinned arms. Tord traced the tattoo of a bird on Tom's upper arm.  Tord loved that tattoo.

Tom attacked Tord's neck, filling is quickly with dark colored love bites. Tord whined and tangled his hands in his lovers hair. "Oh yes Tom, AH~" Tom bit down on Tord's neck making him pull harshly at Tom's hair and let out a moan.

Tom continued to leave the bruises down the smaller man's pale body. 

Soon enough they were both stripped down to nothing, ready for a pleasurable night. "Turn around whore." The dominant male commanded. Tord shivered. He loves it when Tom calls him names. He turned around, ass high in the air. Tom slapped at it. "This is mine."

Tord nodded "yes, yes it's yours. I'm yours. I'm all yours!" Tom smiled in satisfaction. He spat on tord's tight hole and his fingers, and slowly entered.

Drool began to drip down the more submissive males chin. One finger was good, but two were better. Tord bit his lip harshly, whining as Tom pumped his fingers. adding a final third finger Tord whined a little louder. "C'mon Tommy, I want the real thing~" His eyes had darkened considerably with lust. He couldn't take such teasing anymore.

Tom smirked and slipped his rock hard dick into Tords, now loosened, hole. He was thrusting slowly, irritating the shorter, but not by much, Norwegian. 

This would've been fine any other night, but as of now, Tord wanted it rough. He slammed his hips back onto Tom's cock. "Ngh, Faen~" Tord's eyes rolled back into his head. Good lord this felt good. It's been awhile since he's got his favorite thing shoved up his ass. He had almost forgotten what it felt like.

Tom sped it up to a considerable pace making Tord moan louder. "Oh God, Thomas! FAEN!" Tord seemed to not know any other words then those. "mm, baby. You're s-so Tight~" Tom hummed as he continued to thrust.

"AGH~ Oh, Fuck~" Tord's eyes rolled to the back of his head as Tom hit his prostate. Tom's smile grew knowing he had found his lovers weak spot.

Tom continued to thrust in that one spot making Tord's fingers curl around the material of the couch and his head to arch back. "Fuck! Tom! A-Agh~" Tord reached his climax, Dribble climbing down from his mouth. Tom then cam inside of Tord's tight ass, filling him to the brim and then some.

Tom pulled out, letting the warm cum to spill out of Tord's ass. "hah~ I love you so much Tom.." Tord spoke, eyes already heavy. "I love you too" Tom smiled at his now sleeping husband. 

Best. Christmas. ever!