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The two of them stayed as close as they could to one another as they wove their way through the crowds. Eventually, they got within a couple blocks of Town Hall and both of them slowed down and pulled themselves to the side. The Christmas light display was fantastic. Every tree that lined each side of the street was done up in white and gold lights. The street lights and signs all had either light-up snowflakes or holly leaves. The entirety of the Town Hall building was cast in bright green and red dots. Like a synchronized laser pointer, they danced and criss-crossed about the beautiful architecture. It wasn't just the tall stuff that was decked out either. Many of the different higher end shops and restaurants had light shows of their own. Tony thought it was classy that the lights were largely white and gold. When he brought it up, Dillon heatedly debated it. They both loved their mock-arguments about inconsequential things like Christmas lights. It was frankly adorable to see Di
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Tony gently placed his hand on Dillon's shoulder and trailed it to the back of his neck. All they did for a moment was stare at each other. He couldn't wait until Dillon turned twenty-one if this is what he'd be treated to with just a low blood alcohol level. Those eyes full of so much blue fire had him insatiable. He leaned in and in the same motion pulled Dillon closer by the back of his neck. They kissed for a few minutes while Tony combed his fingers through Dillon's awesomely soft hair. A moment later, he zeroed in on Tony's sensitive spots behind his ears and kissed and licked them. Then he kissed his way down to the crook of his neck on the right and left another mark. He wondered what the guys at work would say about all the hickies he's had as of late. He didn't really care. Dillon's attention to his sensitive areas had him more turned on than he had ever been, probably in his entire life. That wasn't an exaggeration either. The guy did things to him, and would likely one d
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Completely relaxed and boneless, Tony breathed deeply as he leaned back on the brick wall behind him. Dillon was still on his knees as he continued to catch his breath. His whole body trembled with adrenaline. Tony thought he had imagined it when he heard the kid as he started to laugh. It started off quiet until he caught his breath, then transformed into a full-out belly laugh. What? Tony was confused. "Hahahaaaahehehee! Dude- hahahahaha! Shit, ehehehahahaha!" His voice was quite hoarse from what they just did. He couldn't stop the laughter for a solid two minutes. "Wh- huh? Haha, did the drinks have a delayed reaction? Hehehe," Tony chuckled as Dillon wiped his eyes and composed himself. "Heheeehe, no, no- that was just- fuck man, you said anything I wanted but I didn't think you'd do this! That you'd go this far! Fuck! We a coupl'a exhibitionists out here! Heheheeehahaha! Tony! That was fantastic! The thrill! The rush! Shit! I'm still shakin'! Although, my knees are kinda s
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When Dillon opened the door to LITT-man's Jewelers(bad pun, he knew. Was it even a pun?), he was greeted with quite the beautiful sight. A million tiny glints of light behind glass counters danced as he moved like so many shiny fish in an aquarium. The entire store was well maintained and picture-perfect. It was one of the most high end places he'd ever set foot in. Was he the gay equivalent of 'Pretty Woman'?! Perhaps. He was glad he chose this place. Although, he was a little confused with his own choice. Did he even like jewelry? It was alright, he supposed. He did have his ears pierced and wore sterling silver and cubic zirconia studs his folks got him in Wildwood. That was it though. Regardless, he thought it necessary to examine the establishment's wares, for they were shiny. Tony followed him in and seemed just as impressed with the place as he was. It was like a different universe to the both of them. Neither came from money or knew anything of what the high life had to offe
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The snobbish sales lady came back over with a small pink slip of paper. She moved the two trays of sword-chains closer together. On each were two identical sets of the twelve birthstone colours. Why she had two trays of them out, he didn't know. She pointed to one with the light blue stone. It really was quite beautiful and it spoke to him even more than the display set with the red stone. Damn, he was excited. His guy was indescribably, ridiculously awesome! "Oh, hi there! Is this special for you?" She asked in a sickeningly sweet tone. The lady was probably an alright person, but Dillon had qualms with upper crust people. "Y-yes, uh- it's my birthday today." "A Christmas eve baby! Oh my gosh my niece was born on the twenty-sixth!" He had heard the 'Christmas eve baby' crap countless times. Also, who the hell cares when the lady's niece was born? "So, me and your friend here-" "Boyfriend," Dillon said with a small smile. He glanced at Tony, who blushed furiously. Why the fu
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There was no shortage of things to see as they made their way back to the subway station. It was almost midnight, so the crowds had cleared drastically. Drastically enough that Tony reached out and grabbed his hand gently. That was a surprise. He wasn't sure if he minded it or not. Why was Tony like this tonight? It was like he had morphed into a different Tony. He was very, very sweet and Dillon liked that, but in small doses. Just then, he looked over as Tony spoke up. "So, what drew yer eye to that chain? It's real sharp, man," he asked casually. "Oh yea! Well, I saw it and it was like it literally called to me. The sword- jeez this sounds so gross and mushy- but the sword represents 'you'. Yer the demon slayer after all. You protect 'me', represented by the chain, and I support you like the chain supports the pendant. We take care of each other, see?" Dillon gently pulled the pendant out from under his shirt and admired it. "The three colours of gold on both the chain and p
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Tony slowly pushed in after Dillon opened up. He gave him plenty of time to adjust. Like he said, he wanted this slow and gentle. There were times when he wanted to be tender with him to show how precious he was to him. Up until then, he catered only to Dillon's desire even if Tony was the dominant one. Since their talk yesterday however, he wanted to cater to the both of them now. Dillon had accepted that, and this time Tony wanted to show him he was precious to him. As he looked up with those eyes of a similar shade to the blue topaz around his neck, Tony could tell he certainly didn't mind. Hands on the wall in front of him to steady himself, Tony went very slowly. He still expected Dillon to take him all the way down. That was a rule the both of them had established since the beginning. As Tony got close to his climax, he pulled out. He was nowhere near ready for this to end. Dillon needed to beg first. Tony wanted him to beg for release because he drove him so wild. Time to roc
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