07 December - Malcolm X Bon
It was December 7th. Bon and Malcolm had a trip planned for today. The older of the two was in the garage and rummaged through the things they had stored there until he finally found two sleds. Grinning, he opened the trunk and put the sled inside. Outside it was snowing again, but this time not like in a blizzard, but fluffy little white stars fell from the sky. Bon smiled and shook his head to let the snowflakes pop out of his hair. He wiped his shoes on the mat in front of the front door, took them off, and then went up the stairs to their room. Malcolm wasn't in bed anymore, he realized, so he went into the bathroom. The younger of the two was in the shower, which prompted the older one to stand in the doorway for quite a while. He looked wide-eyed at the drops of water which were running down Malcolm's slim back. Bon carefully licked his lips and entered the room, closing the door quietly behind him. Still gaping he stood in the middle of the bathroom. Malcolm had his back to him, the water pelting down on him. He tilted his head back and ran both hands through his hair. Bon watched the shampoo run down his back and disappear between his thighs. The singer had to physically force himself to look away because of fear of getting really hard.
"Hey, eh...Mally?" He asked, his voice shaking. Malcolm turned and looked at him, amusement in his green eyes.
"What are you doing?" He chuckled as he watched his boyfriend shifting nervously from one leg to the other.
"Well, I..." Malcolm laughed, turned off the shower, opened the curtain all the way and stepped on the towel that was already on the floor in front of the shower. Bon stared at him. Even though he had seen him naked a hundred times before, his heart beat just as fast as the first time. Malcolm wrapped a towel around his waist and walked towards him. He wrapped his arms around Bon's neck and looked up at him for being quite a bit shorter. This high difference is usually balanced out by his tall western boots, but he wasn't wearing those at the time.
"You're a little peeper, Bonny, you know that?" Bon blushed a little. Malcolm giggled and kissed his nose. Then he went to the mirror and started combing his hair. Bon stood behind him and started kissing his neck gently. Also, his thumb caressed the curve of his spine in his back. Malcolm gasped softly, but then giggled. "Stop it. We still have plans for today. If you keep this up, I'll never finish." Bon giggled as his boyfriend shooed him out of the bathroom.
*
30 minutes later they were both in their car and driving down the street. A Christmas song was playing on the radio, as it was always the case at that time of the year. This time Bon was driving, Malcolm sitting next to him looking out the window. Bon placed a hand on Malcolm's thigh, making the guitarist look up at him.
"You looked sexy in the shower." He said hoarsely. Malcolm laughed.
"Are you proposing sex in the shower right now?" He asked, winking. Bon blushed. Damn Malcolm always managed to make him blush.
"Well, you know..." Bon stuttered a little.
"You would like it, right?" Malcolm grinned. Bon bit his lip. "Then I already know another present for you for Christmas." Malcolm joked. Bon blushed even more. The younger leaned over the center console and kissed him gently. "I love you. I know you really want to do something like this."
"What do you mean?" Bon asked.
"Sex against a wall, Bon." Malcolm grinned. "I know you want to try it, but you're afraid you'll let me fall for some reason. You know, if we don't try, we'll never find out." Bon chuckled a little. Damn, he loved this man.
*
Soon they stopped at a small parking lot. There wasn't much going on here. They got the sleds out of the trunk. Malcolm grabbed a backpack with a thermos of tea and they started walking. On the way up the mountain. It was a toboggan run. They have been here almost every year. They trudged side by side through the snow, which came up to their ankles. Malcolm kept tripping because the snow was too deep. Bon giggled and told him to follow him since Bon had already flattened the snow a bit. Suddenly Bon fell on his face. He sat up in the snow and looked around in shock. Malcolm sat on Bon's sled and grinned at him.
"What are you doing?" Bon asked indignantly.
"Pull me up. I don't want to walk." Malcolm wailed. Bon started laughing.
"You're too heavy." Malcolm rolled his eyes and they started walking again. After a while they came to the top of the small hill and hung their backpack on a garden fence. Then they lined up their sledges.
"We're running a race!" Malcolm called excitedly. "Let's see who's down first!" Bon nodded. "On three! One! Two! Bon!" Malcolm wailed as the singer pulled away. The younger threw himself on his sled and quickly followed him. "That's cheating! That's unfair!" Malcolm wailed. Bon laughed. Soon they were at the bottom of the hill again.
"I won!" Bon laughed as he grabbed his sled by the string to pull it back up.
"This is cheating!!!" Cried Malcolm, whining, as he splurged on his sled. He looked at Bon angrily. Like a little kid who didn't get what he wanted. "You cheated! I said on three!"
"And I started at two because I have to estimate the reaction time!" Bon defended himself. "So if you say three, I'll go!"
"Mhpf." Malcolm snapped and lay down on his sled. His feet dangled behind him. Bon giggled and walked towards him. He gently kissed his forehead, which was red from the cold.
"Come on. Let's go one more time." Bon giggled. "I'll count this time." Malcolm stood up and they pulled their sleds back up the mountain.
*
They drove down the mountain quite often. Twice they fell down because they collided into each other, which put both of them into fits of laughter. When the sun began to set in the sky and both of them could no longer feel their limbs from the cold, they drove down the mountain one last time. This time they sat together on a sled. Bon behind Malcolm, arms wrapped around him and cuddling with him. They pulled the second sled behind them.
*
When they got home, they sat together on the sofa in front of the tiled stove and drank hot chocolate. Malcolm snuggled into Bon's chest.
"I love you." He whispered, looking at the fire crackling in the fireplace. Bon smiled and gently kissed his hairline.
"I love you too."
THE END;)
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