Warnings: AU, fluff, sap.
Pairings: Pell/Caeru with a touch
of Darquiel and hinted trio!
Rating: PG for innuendo
Summary: Warmth comes in many
forms.
Beta: nadda
Timeline: HA! Who needs a
timeline!
A/N: Every year, I do ficlets for
Advent up until and including Christmas. To me, they
are a symbol of the best things and the not so great
things for Christmas. Enjoy and please review!
The very soft sounds of humming
floated through the halls of the Tigrons’ home as
Caeru made his way towards the balcony with a cup of
steaming cocoa that had an old fashioned candy cane
in it. He grinned as he went out onto the balcony
and tugged his cloak around him tighter against the
cold wind that was blowing up with the snow that was
falling softly to the ground. It wasn’t often that
they’d get snow, but when it did, it was a sight to
behold. The snow would glitter with the lights from
the active city and would becoming almost like
trimming on the bodies and hair of most of the hara
that were wandering around the city, whether on
errands or in search of enjoyment.
But for the Tigrina, it was a time
to just watch the world change into a blank slate,
wiped clean and white with each new flake that
floated down from the overcast sky. In many ways, he
found it heartening to know that even nature had a
way of making things new. Whenever it began to snow
for the first time, or actually at any time, he
would wrap himself in his warmest cloaks and come
out onto the balcony with a cup of traditional hot
cocoa and a candy cane in it and would watch the
snow fall. He was never cold for his thoughts and
the cloak along with the drink would keep him toasty
warm.
But this time, his ponderings were
broken as his son peered out onto the balcony before
coming out. “Caeru? What are you doing here?” he
asked his hostling as he rubbed his hands on his
arms in a weak attempt to warm up.
“Watching the snow fall. Care to
join me?” Caeru answered with a grin as he patted
the seat next to him on the wrought iron bench that
he was lounging on. The cushion he patted was fairly
hard, but it dipped a little in response to the
patting.
Hustling over, Darquiel sat next
to his hostling and grinned when Caeru opened the
cloak he was wearing to share it with him. He leaned
his head against Caeru’s shoulder as the cloak was
tightened around them both and sighed happily. He
felt so warm against his hostling as that hole in
his heart was filled once more with the scent and
feel of his hostling holding him close. “So, why are
you watching the snow fall?” he whispered through
his slightly chattering teeth and grinned when Caeru
offered him some of his drink. “What’s this?”
“Hot cocoa with a candy cane.
It’ll warm ya a bit,” Caeru explained with a chuckle
before placing a kiss on his son’s head. “And I’m
watching the snow fall because it’s peaceful,” he
added in answer to the previous question.
“Yea I guess, but it’s cold too,”
Darquiel pointed out and smiled when Caeru laughed.
He didn’t hear Caeru laugh often enough it felt.
“It is, which is why I wear a
cloak and bring hot cocoa,” Caeru replied as he
squeezed his son’s waist.
“Which is really good...I just
might like drinking this more often,” Darquiel
muttered as he sipped the steaming liquid again
before it was taken by his hostling. He pouted and
nuzzled close again.
“Well, well...this is where you
two are!”
Pell’s voice broke through their
quiet reverie and they looked over to see the dark
haired Tigron watching them with a grin as he pulled
on his own heavy cloak. “So, you found your
hostling, Darq. Are you joining him in his crazy
love for snow watching?” he teased as he came over
and sat down next to his son, making them squeeze
together on the bench.
“Just like you are, Pell. I’m
guessin’ this isn’t something unusual,” Darquiel
commented as he laid his head back onto Pell’s arm
as he came across the back of the bench to wind its
fingers in Caeru’s hair.
“Nah, I found out about it
something like three years ago. Sometimes I join
him...sometimes I don’t. Depends on his
disposition,” Pellaz explained with a shrug and
grinned as Darq’s head rolled once more onto Caeru’s
slender shoulder.
“And what’s my disposition today,
Pell?” Caeru inquired teasingly as he leaned his
head a bit into Pell’s touches before offering his
cocoa to Pell, who sipped it and passed it to Darq.
The younger har sipped it as well and handed it to
Caeru with a grin.
“You are in a mellow mood and will
most likely be ready for rooning later,” Pell
responded with a leer at his consort and chuckled as
Darq groaned.
“Oh Ag...don’t torment me with
that!” Darq cried as he buried his face in Caeru’s
shoulder.
“Oh please, Darq. It’s how you
came about...Pell being lascivious and me being a
bottom!” Caeru retorted with a wide grin and laughed
as Darq groaned again.
Smiling softly, Pell cupped
Caeru’s face and caressed it with a soft finger.
“Bottom nothing. You were a sight to behold and I
love seeing it again and again,” he purred softly
and smiled as Caeru’s shining eyes locked with his
while a pleased smile curved the pouty lips.
Neither of them noticed Darq
watching them intently as they just stared at each
other for a few minutes. They both started though as
Darq touched both of their hands under their cloaks.
“I love you both...and I’m glad you loved each other
enough to make me,” he whispered in a choked voice
as he looked at them with suddenly bright eyes.
Moving as one, the Tigrina and
Tigron embraced their youngest tenderly. “We are
too, Darq. We are too,” Caeru whispered as he held
his son and Pell close. Yes, when the snow fell,
everything became a clean slate.
The End!
