Timothée's Promise Chapter 22
Timothée’s Promise
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Chapter 22
Timothée’s green pools opened, the man staring towards the window, a soft grayness showing.
He smiled, guessing dawn was about to break.
He felt the warmth against his chest, looking down and seeing black curls.
His man was snuggled against his chest, his face laying between his pecs.
He smiled, remembering the late-night warmth of their lovemaking.
The first Christmas gift they’d given each other.
They’d left Stephan’s around ten, hugs exchanged, as well as gifts; Nancy and Kolby having brought their own gifts to Stephan’s.
Timothée had given both Stephan and Olivia gifts as well, the four leaving with treasures as well.
Henry had parted from the four in the parking lot, Christmas wishes exchanged, the man promising Nancy he’d be there at three for Christmas dinner.
Nancy always had Christmas dinner at three o’clock, that way the evening was free and more relaxing.
When they’d arrived home, the four had sat in the living room, having coffee and chatting, staring at the lit Christmas tree, and all the decorations.
They all hadn’t wanted the night to end.
As the hour reached midnight, the four hugged and exchanged Christmas greetings, retiring to their bedrooms.
Within minutes of closing their door, Timothée and Kolby had undressed each other, climbing naked into their bed, their lips meeting.
Timothée gave into Kolby’s needs first, the young man exploring every inch of his toned, smooth body.
All their inhibitions were gone, the two finding in each other the pathway to their desires.
Timothée became lost in Kolby’s possession, the young man owning every inch of him.
They made love, slowly and passionately, Kolby deep within him, their lips attached.
After they had joined orgasms, Timothée began his trek of love.
For over half an hour he tasted every inch of the young man, lost in the beauty of his body and possession.
They made love again, Timothée feeling the deep connection he had with Kolby.
They orgasmed again, the two wrapped together, their sweaty bodies lost in the afterglow.
They fell asleep, their love flowing into their dreams.
Here now it was early morning, Timothée smiled and felt his lover wrapped around him.
His hand brushed down Kolby’s smooth back, settling on his left butt cheek.
Timothée smiled remembering the taste of that delicious ass.
That had totally surprised him, the moisture and scent, his man’s sweet scent.
He’d never thought an ass could be so heavenly tasty.
It was so different from female conquests he’d enjoyed.
With Kolby it was sensual, more beautiful.
He felt he’d found his total sexual happiness with the young man in his arms.
Everything about the young man excited him.
The move of his muscles, the smoothness of his skin, the taste of it.
The crevices of his form, his armpits, his ass, his inner tightness and moisture.
His stumps added so much beauty to the young man, a specialness that touched his heart.
Timothée smiled, feeling the man against him move a little, his fingers going along Timothée’s abs, then lower.
“My man’s on a trek of happiness.” he smiled, kissing Kolby’s forehead, that head raising, a smile meeting his.
“Good morning, Timbo. Merry Christmas!” Kolby smiled, their lips meeting, a kiss of tenderness given.
They parted, Timothée smiling at his man.
“Happy Christmas, my love. I love you.” he said, Kolby’s forehead touching his own.
Their hands joined, both staring at the silver rings showing there.
“Merry Christmas, my Timbo. I love you more.” he smiled, his hand moving, running over Timothée’s smooth chest.
“My first present, and no unwrapping required.” Kolby said, kissing Timothée’s shoulder blade.
His fingers found Timothée’s nipples, rubbing both, the man softly moaning.
Kolby moved more on top of Timothée, both feeling their hardness moving against each other.
“Looks like the kids are up.” Timothée smiled, Kolby lightly laughing.
“Yep! They get so excited on Christmas morning. What should we do with them?” he smiled, Timothée licking Kolby’s right nipple, the young man shuddering.
“How about a Christmas 69? You're on top this time, sexy.” he smiled, Kolby grinning, moving his body, Timothée moving down a bit, a hardness suddenly in his face, the man diving onto it, Kolby’s mouth already filled with his shaft.
Both became lost in the warmth filling their mouths, both deepthroating slowly, guiding their lover on a path of desire.
Timothée’s hand was in Kolby’s crack above him, sinking a finger deep.
He felt two in his own love canal.
The young man above him moaned, Timothée feeling instant warmth fill his throat.
They both exploded together, each drinking in the warm cream.
Neither lost a drop, licking their partner’s shaft clean, Kolby moving around, returning to Timothée’s warm body, their lips joining.
They mixed their desires, both feeling the richness of their love.
They lay in silence, the afterglow of their love familiar.
“You’re the best, babe. Always so tasty. The dessert I crave.” Timothée smiled, Kolby kissing his left nipple.
“I’m going to get you so hooked on that. You’ll always keep coming back for more.” he smiled, Timothée smiled.
“Be right back, my love.” he said, moving from Kolby’s arms, the young man pouting, then smiling when he saw Timothée’s naked form in all its smooth glory.
“Sweet! I finally get that floor show!” he grinned, Timothée smiled, shaking his butt towards Kolby, swaying his hips seductively, walking over to the wardrobe.
He opened the doors, searching for something, smiling and pulling out a small, gift-wrapped box.
Kolby smiled, watching his man walk back, taking in the revealing vision swaying seductively as he climbed back into the bed, snuggling against his man.
“Happy Christmas, my love. A private present for only you.” he smiled, handing Kolby the gift.
“Thanks, babe. But there are so many presents for me under the tree already. I think you’re a gift giving junkie!”
Timothée laughed, kissing his lips.
“This is for both of us. I forgot to give it to you last night.” he smiled, kissing Kolby’s shoulder blade.
“Well we were pretty heated when we made it in here last night. You had other things on your mind.” Kolby smiled, their lips meeting again.
“I can be just as romantic as you, Kobe. We’re so in sync with each other.”
The young man smiled, unwrapping the gift, seeing a velvet covered box, slightly larger than the one he’d given Timothée last night.
Their eyes met, Kolby opening the box, his eyes widening in surprise.
“You went for rings; I went for something more.” Timothée smiled, Kolby staring at two sterling silver pendants in the box, attached to silver chains.
The pendants were in a circular shape, a T and K in the center, small sterling silver hearts circling the initials, an emerald, green diamond heart between the initials.
“They’re so beautiful. I love them! And their symbolism. The green of our eyes.” Kolby smiled, Timothée pulling out one, opening the clasp, putting the chain around Kolby’s smooth neck, attaching it, the pendant falling above his pecs.
“We have joined souls. We are so aware of each other’s wants. The commitment to our love.” Timothée smiled, Kolby pulling out the other pendant, it on Timothée’s chest in moments, the two smiling at each other, their lips meeting.
“They’re as beautiful as you are, my Timbo. Thank you, so much!” Kolby said, kissing each other again.
“Happy Christmas, my love.” Timothee smiled, his soulmate smiling at him.
“Merry Christmas, Timbo. Now let’s get up and showered.” he smiled, pulling back the covers, Timothée smiling and seeing something else up.
“Sweet, another gift! I want it so wet and deep!”
Kolby laughed, he and Timothée climbing out of bed, Timothée handing him his crutches, the two men putting on their robes, walking out of the room together.
The two smiled, walking into the kitchen in shorts and t-shirts, the two having showered and loved in wetness.
They were instantly wrapped in hugs, two women hugging them tightly.
“Happy Christmas, son!” Nancy smiled, kissing Kolby’s cheek, the young man smiling widely, Kolby wearing a Santa’s hat.
“Happy Christmas, Momma Bear! Your Kolby loves you!” he said, the woman tearfully smiling, trading men with Dina.
“Merry Christmas, Tim!” she smiled, kissing his cheek, the actor smiling at her, kissing her back.
“Happy Christmas, Momma Bear! Your second son loves you too!”
“Happy Christmas, both my Bros!” Dina smiled, Kolby kissing her cheek, Timothée having already kissed her.
“Did you get Kolby a puppy for Christmas, Tim? I thought I heard a dog howling earlier.” Dina grinned, Nancy laughing, both young men blushing.
“Sorry, my Timbo gets intense when he’s wet. The animal comes out. He is like a damp puppy.” Kolby smiled, Dina laughing, kissing Timothée’s cheek again.
“Lucky you! You should get him neutered though if he howls too much.” she smiled, Kolby laughing.
“Nah, I know how to keep him quiet. He loves a good bone.” he winked, Timothée beaming, Nancy and Dina laughing.
“Ah, a boy and his dog. The perfect path in life.” Timothée grinned, Kolby smiling, thinking about something else.
“Breakfast is ready, my boys. Let’s dive in, then dive into that Christmas tree! The living room is off limits until then.” Nancy smiled, she and Dina moving food to the table, Kolby and Timothee sitting down.
“Okay, Momma Bear! Did Santa come?” Timothée smirked, Kolby leaning over and whispering into his ear.
“Four times, but who’s counting?” he said, Timothée laughing out loudly, the two women smiling.
“What’s so funny?” Dina said, Timothée smiling at her.
“Just my man and his flirting.” Timothée smiled, Kolby winking at him.
The four enjoyed the warm breakfast, eating with happiness and love.
Timothée and Kolby both showed the two women their pendants, both awed by their masculine beauty.
“You’re both so in sync with each other. Each giving the other what they need. Commitment and love in two very special gifts.” Dina smiled, Kolby kissing his adoptive sister’s cheek.
“I wish he was in N*Sync. That JC and Justin were so dreamy!” Kolby smiled, Timothée raising an eyebrow.
“You wanting to cheat on me, babe?” he smirked, Kolby kissing his cheek.
“Never, babe. No one’s hotter than you.” he smiled, Timothée kissing his lips.
“I’ve met Justin and JC. Neither hasn’t got anything on you.” he said, Kolby smiling.
After breakfast Timothée and Dina did up the dishes, Kolby and Nancy sitting and drinking coffee, waiting for them to finish.
“All done, Mom.” Dina smiled, Timothée sitting down in Kolby’s lap.
“And what do you want for Christmas, little boy?” Kolby smiled.
“Santa’s phone number! He’s hot!” he smiled, their lips meeting.
“Okay, you two. Before you get overpowered with love, let’s hit the living room and enjoy the gifts of Christmas. I’ve got cooking to do soon.” Nancy smiled, Timothée smiling and getting up from Kolby’s lap.
“Come on, Santa. You’re with me!” he grinned, Kolby smiling, Timothée handing him his crutches.
The four smiled, walking into the living room.
All their eyes widened, Timothée smiling.
“That stuff wasn’t here last night?” Dina said, everyone taking in more gifts now surrounding the tree.
Four stockings were hung across the windowsill, names etched on all four.
Kolby’s green pools moved to Timothée’s green, the man kissing his cheek.
“Santa has a hot little helper too. Happy Christmas, everyone!” he smiled, everyone realizing he was the cause of this surprise.
“Oh, Timothée! This is too much!” Nancy said, walking over to the stockings, staring at everything.
“Let’s sit down everyone. Grab your stockings and open them first.” he smiled, his arm going around his man.
“I’ll grab yours, babe.” he smiled, kissing his cheek, walking over to the windowsill, picking up his own and Kolby’s stockings, joining his man on the sofa.
Nancy and Dina grabbed theirs, Nancy sitting down beside her boys, Dina snuggling in the wing chair.
The four opened their stockings, small gifts wrapped inside.
Dina awed over her new iPhone Pro case, some more perfume, some school supplies, as well as candy and some gift cards.
“Thanks, Tim! This is so awesome!” she smiled, Timothée smiling back at her.
“We always had stocking stuffers at home, it’s tradition. I always loved opening the stockings first. My family was half Jewish, but we always celebrated Christmas.” he smiled, Kolby kissing his cheek.
Nancy’s was filled with perfume, beauty accessories, some novels and some candy.
“Thanks, Tim!” she smiled, kissing his cheek, the man smiling.
Kolby’s contained some paint supplies, some more cologne, deodorant, sexy briefs, socks and some gift cards.
“You’re spoiling us, Timbo. Thank you so much!” he said, their lips meeting.
“I spoil because I love.” Timothée smiled, opening his own stocking, it filled with shaving accessories, deodorant, a couple pair of socks, and some briefs.
“I needed some supplies to keep here.” he smiled, Kolby chuckling.
“If everyone’s ready, we should open that mountain of gifts. First things first, I’ll grab us some hot chocolate.” Nancy smiled, getting up.
She returned a few minutes later, four mugs of steaming hot chocolate for everyone.
Dina got up, going to the tree, smiling at its sparkling lit beauty, beginning to hand out the gifts at her mother’s request.
Within a few minutes all four had a pile of gifts before them, the four taking turns opening a gift each, the other three awing and oohing at what was shown.
Dina went first, the young woman in shock at the MacBook Air laptop sitting in her lap, her eyes going to Timothée.
“Nancy said your computer was getting old. I figured a laptop would be more practical. Why not top of the line?!” he smiled, the young woman moving, hugging him tightly.
“Oh, thank you, Tim! I’ve been wanting a new one for ages!” she cried, Timothée smiling at her happiness.
Kolby smiled at his man, seeing his giving love.
For over an hour the four opened gifts, treasures surrounding them.
Timothée received a soft green sweater from Nancy, the man thanking her with a hug and kiss.
Dina had given him a nice scarf and toque set; he thanked her with a kiss as well.
Kolby had given him several presents, Timothée loving them all.
A new black silk robe, some new skinny-legged jeans and a soft pastel gray cashmere sweater, as well as some polo shirts, and a box filled with t-shirts, Nike shorts, boxer briefs and socks.
“You can keep all that stuff here, so you don’t have to carry as much when you return.” Kolby smiled, the man kissing him with thanks.
Kolby was in awe of everything he’d received.
Nancy and Dina had gifted him more art supplies as well a new set of clothing and new winter boots.
Timothee had given him two new shirts, one silk and one oxford cloth, as well as two new pair of designer jeans.
What shocked him most was his own new MacBook Pro laptop.
“When we cam you’ll be crystal clear now. I bought that for my own benefit. I love your sexy beauty. Might as well be in high definition.” he smiled, Kolby kissing him.
“This is too much, my love.” Kolby said, Timothée smiling at him.
“For you, nothing’s too much.” he said, Kolby kissing him deeply now.
Nancy and Dina smiled, seeing their showing love.
Stephan and Olivia had given them gift cards for the restaurant as well as a nice sweater each.
“You have one more gift left, my love.” Timothée smiled, Kolby nodding, looking at the one remaining gift beside him.
“Surprise, so do you, my love.” he smiled, the young man rising, moving around his gifts with his crutches, walking up to the Christmas tree, dragging out a large rectangular gift from the back of the tree, Dina smiling at him, rising from her seat.
“I’ll give it to him, Kolby. It’s too heavy for you to carry.” she smiled, picking up the gift, handing it to Timothée, she winked at Kolby as he moved on his crutches back to the sofa.
“What’s this, my love?” Timothée smiled, taking the gift from Dina, Kolby returning to his seat beside him.
“A last gift, this one from my soul.” Kolby smiled, picking up the last small gift from his Timothée.
“Go ahead, my love. You can go first.” Timothée smiled, staring at the large rectangle shaped gift beside him.
Kolby smiled, opening the wrapped small gift, seeing a wooden box, opening it, his eyes widening in surprise.
“Oh, Timbo! This is so expensive!” he said, the young man pulling out an original silver Swiss Army watch.
“You watch is getting worn. I want my man to look stylish.”
“But this is too much, Timbo! An ordinary Timex would have been fine. I’d almost be scared to even wear this!” the young man said, staring with wonder at the watch, slipping it onto his wrist, after taking his old watch off.
Timothée smiled, seeing the wonder in Kolby’s eyes as he stared at the watch.
“I sense you love it, babe.” he smiled, Kolby smiling at him.
“I do, so much! Thank you, babe. You’re so spoiling me!”
“You can work it off later.” Timothée smiled, winking at him, Kolby leaning in and kissing him deeply again.
“I’ll treasure it always, my love.”
Timothée smiled, picking up the gift Dina had handed him, the man smiling as Kolby quietly watched him open the gift, Timothée tearing off the wrapping paper, his eyes taking in a surprising sight.
He instantly recognized the painting; it had been on the easel the first day Timothée had walked into Kolby’s bedroom.
“You finished it! Oh, Kolby! It’s so different and so beautiful!” he said, Kolby softly smiling.
“I had some inspiration after our first few days together.” he smiled, Timothée staring at the painting, Nancy and Dina crowding around him, all three taking in the painting’s beauty.
When Timothée had first seen it, it was barren of life, just a lone young man standing in the distance, a half-painted sun behind him.
Now, the landscape was covered in vibrant colored flowers and trees, soft grassy knolls and a winding river meandering through the painting.
The young man in its center stood by the river’s bank, his arms outstretched, another man on the other side of the river, waving at him.
Timothée took in the likenesses of the two men, the pair almost twins.
He saw a small bridge further up the river, the man on the other side looking towards it.
The sky was the softest shade of blue, the scene giving off a sense of warm sunshine, the sun shining brightly in the center.
Timothée felt a hand go into his, his eyes moving, staring into Kolby’s green tearing pools.
“This symbolizes the changing of my soul. The river represents the doubt within my soul. The distance between my accepting your love, and my gaining total happiness. That bridge further down the river represents your walking across into my life. No doubt could stop you from claiming my soul. We were both destined to join, no river of doubts standing between our love.” Kolby said, Timothée handing the painting to Dina, the actor wrapping his arms around Kolby, the young man hugging him tightly.
Timothée cried into Kolby’s chest, the young man smiling towards Nancy and Dina, the two women tearfully smiling at him.
Timothée moved back, Kolby’s fingers brushing the tears away from his cheeks.
“Oh, Kobe! Your paintings have so much meaning, so much truth showing! I don’t think I would have even bothered crossing that bridge. I would have waded across that river of your doubts just to wrap you in my love! You have that love now!” Timothée smiled, Kolby kissing him again.
“Way to ruin my metaphor, babe.” he said, Timothée laughing lightly.
“I love you, Kobe. I’ll treasure this gift and its meaning. I’ll always be the doubt-free sunshine of your life.” he said, Kolby smiling.
“You’re making the ladies weep, babe.” he smiled, Timothée looking towards Nancy and Dina, both wiping their eyes with tissues.
“Sorry, his love overpowers me so much.” the man smiled, everyone smiling at him.
Dina handed the painting back to Timothée, the man scanning over it again.
“It’s so beautiful. Thank you, my love.” he said, Kolby smiling, snuggling against him.
“Well, it’s been a wonderful Christmas morning. Let’s put our treasures in our rooms. I’ve got to get started on dinner.” Nancy smiled, picking up her gifts, Dina doing the same, Timothée smiling, kissing Kolby’s lips.
“You relax, babe. I’ll put our stuff away. Be right back.” he smiled, Kolby kissing him again, Timothée picking up some stuff, Kolby watching him leave the room with the painting gently in his hands.
He sighed, looking towards the remaining gifts under the tree, sipping at his mug of chocolate, a warm smile on his face.
In his mind he sensed more truths coming.
He smiled, sipping quietly.
The living room had been cleaned up, treasures put away, Timothée returning to his man’s arms, the two snuggling on the sofa, sipping their hot chocolates.
“You’ve spoiled us, Timbo, me the most. Some of those gifts were so expensive.” Kolby said, looking down at his new watch, Timothée kissing his lips.
“I want you happy, my love. Money is nothing against your happiness.” he smiled, Kolby softly smiling at him.
“That works both ways, Timbo. You don’t need to get me expensive things to make me happy. Being in your arms is gift enough.” Kolby said, sitting up more, Timothée smiling at him.
“Thank you for the last few days, my love. The surprises of my turbulent life. Possible new adventures in art and music. You flew halfway across the world because I was hurt. Your hidden surprise of coming for a Christmas visit. Those two surprises of art and music futures. Now the beauty of your giving soul. I’m so amazed at all you’ve done for me.” he softly said, Timothée’s arms going around him.
“I love you, Kobe. I’ll always surprise you with my love. Whether it’s your career, your life, or just you, my love. I’ll always be at your side when you’re hurting. I’ll always give you everything.”
Kolby’s lips met his, the two kissing deeply, Kolby falling back on the sofa, Timothée laying on top of him, the two parting from the kiss, Timothée smiling down at him.
“I know I tend to go overboard sometimes with my giving soul, I just want you and my new family to be happy.” he said, Kolby kissing his lips lightly, smiling at him.
“I guess we’ll just have to get used to your giving love.” he said, Timothée kissing his nose.
“Time to work off paying for that watch, sexy.” he said, wiggling his eyebrows, Kolby laughing.
His hand went lower, rubbing Timothée’s center, the man moaning.
“If the horn dog will get off me, I’ll take this puppy down to our bedroom and devour him before we dress.” The young man smiled, Timothée beaming, rising to his feet quickly, pulling his man up.
He raised Kolby over his shoulder, slapping his shorts-covered ass, picking up his crutches, carrying the young man over his shoulder towards the hallway, Kolby laughing all the way.
Dina met them in the hallway, Timothée smiling at her.
“We’ll be busy for about half an hour. Have to feed the puppy.” he smiled, Dina nodding, lightly slapping Kolby’s ass as she walked by.
“Give your elf what he needs, Santa.” she laughed, heading for the kitchen to help her mother.
Kolby smiled, slapping Timothée’s ass in front of his lowered head.
“Onward, elf! Santa’s got a big candy cane for you!”
Timothée laughed, heading into their bedroom, slamming the door with his foot behind him.
Kolby laughed as Timothée tossed him onto the bed, the actor immediately on top of him.
“You are way fucking overdressed, Santa. This dog needs his bone.” he grinned, his hands pulling the t-shirt over Kolby’s head.
Kolby laughed, then gasped when Timothée’s lips went to his right nipple, nibbling on it.
“Oh fuck! Santa’s got one horny little elf!” he grinned, Timothée’s hand already in Kolby’s shorts, wrapping around his shaft, pumping its warmth.
“That is a big candy cane! And it’s getting wet!” he grinned, both hands now gabbing the nylon material, his shorts and briefs coming off in one long swift pull, Timoth ée tossing them behind him, the man diving onto the leaking shaft, engulfing it to the base.
“Oh fuck, Timbo! You’re the fucking best!” Kolby gasped, his fingers going into Timothée’s curls, the man continuing to fellatio his lover.
Kolby felt a finger going into his entrance, moving around, another two fingers latching onto his right nipple, tweaking it.
“Oh, fucking God!” Kolby screamed, Timothée feeling a wet warmth flood his mouth and throat, drinking it all in.
Kolby shook, his body moving around the bed, the young man lost in the passion.
Timothée licked him clean, Kolby slowly opening his eyes, looking down at the man who filled his desires, Timothée pulling off his shaft, licking it clean as well.
Kolby smiled widely, seeing that Timothée was totally naked, having missed him stripping off his clothes.
The actor rose a bit on the bed, Kolby seeing his shaft was at full length, swaying between his legs, the man smiling down at him.
“I need more, my sexy Santa. Time for your doggie’s own bone.” he smiled, moving forward, pushing Kolby’s legs forward against his chest, Kolby moaning again when he felt Timothée’s tongue licking deep in his ass.
“Fuck, you stud elf! You’re becoming a fucking master at that!” he gasped, Timothée moving off his ass, moving upwards, staring at his man, Kolby feeling his hard shaft rubbing against his ass.
“We love each other, my love. We trust each other. We’ll need no protection from now on. We’re both innocent in this newness of our love. I love you and need to feel you unsheathed.” Timothée said, Kolby smiling up at him.
“I love you and will always trust you, Timothée. Fuck me raw, my sexy stud elf! Bury that bone, my young pup!” he grinned, Timothée moving forward, his shaft finding its warmth, sinking deep into his man.
Their eyes met, Timothée smiling down at Kolby.
“Santa’s toasty warm. And this is so different without the condom!” he moaned, Kolby staring up at him.
“Quit teasing, Pup! Fuck me faster with your big bone!”
Timothée grinned, beginning a faster rhythm, their lips meeting, Timothée lost in the new sensations wrapping around his cock.
For ten minutes they made love, Timothée’s shaft hitting Kolby’s prostate often, the young man writhing in ecstasy.
Timothée finally couldn’t stop his passion, the man flooding his soulmate’s ass with his fluids.
The man collapsed on top of Kolby, the young man’s arms wrapping around him, his own fluids already covering his own stomach, having orgasmed again.
“Fuck that was amazing!” Timothée moaned, Kolby kissing his forehead.
“Indeed! You’re beyond amazing! Now clean me up, doggie bitch!”
Timothée laughed against Kolby’s chest, lowering his head, licking all the moisture off Kolby’s stomach and shaft.
He went lower, Kolby moaning when Timothée’s tongue went back into his ass, devouring the fluid leaking out of the young man.
“You are the best, Timbo!” Kolby moaned, his lover licking his body clean, returning to his side, smiling at his man.
“Well, Santa trained me well.” he smiled, his lips meeting with Kolby’s, the two tasting their joined love.
The two rested, their arms around each other, Timothée’s head against his chest again.
“We should get showered again and dressed, Timbo.” Kolby smiled, kissing his forehead, the man smiling.
“Can’t we just lay here, snuggled in love?” he groaned, Kolby’s hand slapping his smooth ass cheek.
“It’s Christmas Day, my sweet. A day of family love.” Kolby smiled, Timothée raising his head, kissing his lips gently.
“I’ll never deny you your family’s love, babe.” he said, the two men parting, sitting up.
“I’m wearing that new sweater you gave me. It’s so cozy and beautiful.” Timothée smiled, Kolby kissing him again.
“Same here, beautiful. We both have good taste.” Kolby said, Timothée kissing his lips again.
“Yep, you’re delicious.” he said, Kolby laughing, sitting up, Timothée sighing, sitting up as well.
“I want to feel your unsheathed self within me, my love. That felt amazing.” he smiled, Kolby kissing his lips.
“Later, beautiful. I’ll show you how to clean yourself out for me.” Kolby smiled, Timothée’s arms going around me.
“I love your kindness and caring for me.” Timothée smiled, Kolby smiling back.
“Santa trains his elf well. You’ll be a pro with that bone when I’m done with you, Pup!”
Timothée laughed, rising to his feet, handing Kolby his crutches, the young man gaining his feet, the two heading for their robes and the shower.
Nancy answered the front door, smiling at Henry standing in the hallway.
“Merry Christmas, Henry! You’re right on time.” she smiled, Henry walking into the flat, the man carrying two large bags.
“Happy Christmas, Nancy!” he smiled, Nancy hugging him, he stating the British version.
He hung up his coat, the two walking into the living room, everyone rising from their seats except Kolby.
“Happy and Merry Christmas, everyone!” Henry smiled, Timothée and Dina both giving him a warm hug, the older man smiling at Kolby.
All three exchanged greetings with him, Henry leaning down and giving Kolby a brief hug, the young man smiling up at him from the sofa.
“Welcome to our home, Henry. Make yourself at home. Would you like a coffee?” Nancy smiled, Henry smiling back at her.
“Kolby’s special blend? Yes, indeed!” he smiled, handing Nancy the two bags he’d carried in.
“These are for everyone. Four bottles of wine, two of each red and white, and some chocolates and pastries for dessert, Nancy.”
“Thank you so much, Henry.” Dina said, Henry smiling at everyone.
Nancy took the wine and treats into the kitchen, returning with a mug of coffee for Henry, the man sitting down in the wing chair.
“How was everyone’s Christmas?” he smiled, thanking her for the coffee, taking a sip.
“It was awesome! Your gifts were just the start!” Dina smiled, Henry smiling around at everyone.
“Any time I can add to someone’s festivities, I find my own joy. Thank you for inviting me for dinner, Nancy.” Henry said, smiling at her, the woman smiling, rising to her feet, walking over to the Christmas tree, Timothée and Dina joining her, both picking up their gifts and Kolby’s for Henry, walking back to the man, he smiling, taking the offered gifts with surprise.
“You all didn’t have to do that?” Henry smiled, setting the gifts on the coffee table in front of him.
“It’s Christmas, Henry. Time for giving. Go ahead, open them.” Kolby smiled, Nancy sitting down on the sofa beside Timothée and Kolby, she seated on the sofa close to Henry’s chair.
He smiled, beginning to open the gifts one by one.
Dina had gifted him a box of handkerchiefs, as well as a bottle of cologne, the man thanking her.
“Excellent! I always carry handkerchiefs.” he said, Dina nodding.
Nancy had given him a warm grey cashmere sweater as well as a powder blue oxford shirt, the man smiling at her.
“Thank you, Nancy. My favorite colors.” Henry said, she patting his arm with a smile.
“I hope they fit. I just judged your size on what I see.” she smiled, he nodding.
“Large, indeed my size. I’m sure they’ll be fine.”
Timothée had gifted him a Gucci leather wallet and key chain, as well as a matching phone case.
“Thank you, Tim, I love leather accessories.” he said, the actor smiling back.
The last gift he opened was Kolby’s, the young man quietly smiling at him.
He unwrapped the gift, his eyes widening with soft surprise.
“Oh, wow! That’s so beautiful! Did you paint this?” Henry said, the man staring at a painting in his hands.
He turned it, showing everyone.
The scene was of a hilly countryside, a young boy walking on a country road, two dogs at his side, one black and white, the other all golden brown, both spaniels.
Henry’s eyes widened again staring at the written title on the showing back, tears now showing in his eyes.
“How did you…how did you know their names…??” Henry softly said, turning the painting back to him, everyone looking at Kolby, the young man’s eyes on Henry.
“They just came to my mind when I started painting. Wonderful names from someone’s past, I believe.” he said, Henry nodding, pulling out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping his eyes, looking around at everyone.
“You named the painting _Tippy’s and Baron’_s Favorite Walk. They were the names of my two springer spaniels I had when I was a boy living in Scotland. They loved walking at my side. I’ve never forgotten them. That’s so unbelievable!” Henry said, everyone looking surprised.
Kolby blushed, the man rising from his seat, crutches going under his arms, the man walking around the coffee table, Henry rising to his feet, staring at him.
“I paint from my soul, Henry. Fate has a way of guiding my hand. Your entering my life; fate guided me to paint that scene. I paint visions that come to my mind. That’s the only explanation I can give.” he said, Henry moving and hugging the young man tightly.
“Thank you, Kolby! I’ll treasure this always! You’ve given me back a treasured memory from my youth! I’ll always see them when I look at this painting!” he said, the two breaking their embrace, Henry wiping his eyes again, everyone else rising from their seats, surrounding the two men, looking closely at the painting.
Timothée kissed Kolby’s cheek, smiling at him.
“Your talent is astounding, my love.” he smiled, Kolby blushing.
Everyone returned to their seats, Henry still staring at the painting, setting it gently down on the table.
Kolby smiled at Henry; his soulmate’s arms wrapped around him.
End of Chapter 22
Christmas has arrived.
Gifts given, Timothée’s giving heart showing.
And Kolby’s artistic mystical talent shown again.
He seems to have a talent for seeing the future and now the past.
Is there more behind that?
Up next, Christmas ends and lovers soon part again.
But not for long.
The Big Apple welcomes Kolby.
Hugs, Angel
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