Title: Christmas Feud
Author: Carina Scott
Pairing: Jim/Warrick
Rating: FRAO
Summary: Warrick and Jim fight about Christmas decorations.
Story Notes: This one is for Beth. This might not be exactly what you were looking for, but I still think you'll like it.

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"No Warrick, I don't think paying one hundred dollars for a tree with one leaf is a bargain!"

"Come on Jim, I know you've watched 'A Charlie Brown Christmas. It's the same tree."

"Are you kidding me? That's why you want it because you saw it on TV. I can't believe you're serious."

"Oh please, like a traditional Christmas tree is so much better. I think we could be a little more original than that."

"Well, at least a traditional Christmas tree has more than one leaf. Can't say the same for your little tree."

"Okay, okay, so if I go along with the Christmas tree, can't we at least get the fake snow?" Warrick asked with a slight purr, knowing Jim couldn't resist him when he was like that.

"Ricky, this is Vegas. We don't get snow."

"Which is why we need the fake snow. It makes it more …. Christmasy." Warrick replied as he pulled Jim close to him, kissing along his jaw.

"Christmasy? And in what dictionary did you find that under?"

Pushing Jim away, Warrick sighed, "Look Jim, I'm trying to compromise. But if you don't want me to--" before he could continue, Warrick's mouth was devoured by Jim's as he kissed him deeply.

Moaning, Warrick guided Jim backwards towards the couch. Pushing gently, he straddle Jim's lap once he was seated on the plush leather sofa.

"I think fake snow sounds great," Jim replied, his breath hitching as Warrick ripped his shirt open, sending buttons flying everywhere.

"Oh really? You wanna now what I think sounds great," Warrick asked as he teased Jim's nipples erect.

"What?"

Licking the shell of Jim's ear, Warrick whispered, his breathed causing Jim to shiver with excitement, "Hearing you scream my name as you come down my throat. Hearing you moan as you watch me prepare myself, getting ready for your cock. Hearing that purring noise that you make as I slide down on your dick, so agonizingly slow; making you beg me to move faster. That's what I love to hear."

By this time Jim was a whimpering mess, moving his lower body against Warrick's groin to get any friction he could. "Ricky, please. More. I need more."

Smirking, Warrick slid off of Jim's lap, moving to kneel before him. Spreading Jim's legs apart, he unzipped the jeans his lover only wore on his days off. Jim lifted his hips as Warrick slid the jeans and boxers off in one motion. Dipping his head, Warrick licked from the base of Jim's cock to the tip before swallowing him down. Jim moaned in pleasure, knowing that he wasn't lasting much longer. Warrick's words and his actions right now were proving too much for him to handle at the moment. Sure enough, when Warrick swallowed around his engorged cock, Jim screamed as he spilled his seed down Warrick's throat.

Warrick set back on his haunches, looking very much like the cat the got the cream, and smiled up at his sated lover. "So, can I get my Christmas tree?"

Still coming down from is orgasmic high, Jim looked at Warrick in disbelief, "You really are a prick you know that?"

"Yep. So about that tree?" Warrick asked as he stood, slowly stroking his hard cock through the fabric of his tight jeans, eyes never once leaving Jim. "Can I have it or do you need more convincing?"

Licking his lips, Jim looked followed Warrick's hands with his eyes, "I definitely need more convincing."

"My pleasure." Pulling his shirt over his head, Warrick threw the article of clothing at his lover before he turned and walked to the bedroom.

Following his lover quickly, Jim quickly discarded his clothing, arriving in the bedroom stark naked.

Warrick was splayed out on the bed, naked as well, slowly stroking his cock. "Someone is eager isn't he?

Sitting up on the side of the bed, Warrick pulled Jim down on the bed. Turning them so that he was on top, Warrick reached into the nightstand for lube.

Leaning in, Warrick kissed his lover deeply. Running his fingers along Jim's arms, Warrick intertwined his fingers with Jims. Maneuvering them so that he was holding Jim's hands in one of his, Warrick snagged a silk scarf he had hidden underneath the pillow. Quickly, while Jim was distracted by his kisses Warrick tied his wrist to the bed, before breaking the kiss off.

Scooting back to the end of the bed, Warrick smirked as his dazed lover, who was just realizing that he was tied to the headboard.

"Warrick, what are you doing?" Jim asked, although he had a pretty good idea.

"I asked you a question a few minutes ago, but you said you needed more convincing. So that's what I'm gonna do."

Opening the tube of lube, Warrick slicked his fingers with a generous amount of lube. Without breaking eye contact, Warrick slowly began to prepare himself. Watching as Warrick's fingers disappeared into his own body, Jim whimpered, "Come on Ricky, baby. Please."

Smirking inwardly, Warrick was certain he was gonna get what he wanted. In more ways than one. Removing his fingers, Warrick crawled up the bed towards his lover. Slicking up Jim's rigid shaft quickly, Warrick kissed Jim softly, before sliding slowly down on his cock until he was fully seated in his lover's lap.

Moaning, Jim willed himself not to thrust up into Warrick's body, wanting to let his lover set the pace. Soon enough, Warrick began to slowly ride Jim's cock, relishing in the moans and whimpers Jim kept making.

Stroking his own cock, Warrick began to ride Jim in earnest until Jim batted his hand away and began stroking Warrick's cock instead. Throwing his head back, Warrick picked up the pace, clenching his muscles around Jim's dick. Locking eyes with Jim, Warrick could feel that his lover was close, as was he. Closing the distance between them, Warrick kissed Jim with everything he had. One more thrust of Jim's hand and Warrick came all over Jim's stomach. The clenching of Warrick's ass muscles' around Jim's cock caused Jim to follow behind him rather quickly.

Rolling off of Jim, Warrick grabbed a tissue from the box on the nightstand, cleaning them both off. Pulling the blanket up over them, Warrick curled around his lover.

Lying in sated silence, Warrick broke it a few moments letter, "So?"

"You can have the damn tree Warrick," Jim replied sleepily.

With a triumphant grin, Warrick kissed Jim once more, before drifting off to sleep.

THE END