The Christmas Present
The moon was brighter than it had been all year and the air was
nippier too. Christmas was just around the corner. Sylix sat upon the
ridge overlooking the village below and let out a sigh, his breath
coming out in hot wisps.
He was an elf, though a far cry from the green-adorned short and sad
excuse for an elf who supposedly helped Santa make his endless toys.
He was tall and thin, willowy, dressed in garments the color of the
season, currently cold blues and icy whites. His ears were pointed and
glitter appeared to adorn his skin. Brilliant eyes the color of the
deepest part of the midnight sky surveyed the landscape as he fretted
over the past years.
Elves did not age. Elves never grew old, never gained a single wrinkle
or grey hair. Sylix was no different. His alabaster skin was still
perfect and youthful and his black hair was still full and all of one
color.
Elves didn't fall in love either. With so few left in the world ,
there was little chance of finding another of their own to love and to
love a mortal...why love someone who would die long before you ever
would?
Sylix was no different but he was lonely. He could feel the ache in
his chest when he thought of how he'd return to his home tonight and
no one would be there to greet him and love him. It hurt knowing he'd
be alone forever.
A rustle nearby caught his attention and he turned to see reindeer
making their way through the woods. Santa supposedly drove such
creatures to pull his sleigh across the sky. Smirking sylix raised his
head to gaze at the sky where Santa would supposedly fly.
And for once in all his seven thousand years of life he wished. "this
is a fool talking in silly nonsense to the moon, but stars of fate if
Santa truly does exist ask him to send me a lover if only for tonight."
Silence followed his wish and yet he held his breath briefly with a
shred of hope still clinging to his heart, but he was quick to give
up, shoulders sagging. It had been a foolish wish after all so why had
he let his hopes rise?
A flash of light startled him from his depression and he stared at the
place some distance away where it appeared a star had fallen. Curious
he stood and approached it cautiously. Sparks were still rising from
the place where the star had fallen, but they were quick to die,
leaving silver speckles on the snow where they landed. Stunned by the
strange beauty, sylix peered into the ditch where a light glowed.
To his awe lay a man, naked, in the snow. Silver white hair adorned
the top of a fair face and muscles bound his body from head to toe. A
moment passed and the stranger's eyes flickered open to reveal golden
irises.
Startled, sylix backed away from the being, causing it to notice him
and shift to lock gazes with him. His heart jumped atthe sight of
horns quickly sprouting and growing from an inch above the being's
eyes. Stripes of bronze hue seemed to rip across the man's skin as
blotches of rusty red stained his limbs and back. Spines also rose
from his back and from his elbows and a bony tail with a spade at the
end unfurled into view. The being was dreadful and beautiful, both
human-like and monster. It's ears, partially pointed like sylix's
swept back momentarily at sight of the elf and then they flicked
forward.
In a flurry of snow, the being swept forward and attacked the
surprised elf, toppling him to the ground. Once it's prey was pinned,
it leaned it's head down towards sylix's face.
This was it. His immortal life was over and he would finally die, his
eternal prison of loneliness over.
He was shocked however when the being hissed against his ear. "my name
is Delmuur ve Esh'lavi. I am your Christmas present for tonight."
There was a long pause in sylix's mind, even though Delmuur was
already undressing the motionless elf. Fate was vicious. Finally he
would not be alone...and fate had sent a man! Not just any man, but a
half-monster with horns and spines and...three-inch long canine teeth.
And soft lips...and a ferociously warm body and gentle hands...
For some reason, he couldn't complain. Delmuur was quick to remove the
elf's garments without harming them and proceeded instantly to run his
long fingers over sylix's body, sharp nails gliding over skin,
tickling it. His lips brushed across the elf's cheek and neck and ear
and into his hair where hot breath took away the chill of the night.
His movements were spidery and sharp, twitchy, and his gaze was
piercing and invading, surveying every exposed piece of sylix's body.
"do you wish to penetrate me, sylix?" delmuur mumbled, his hand
stroking the elf's twitching penis and causing eruptions of moans and
gasps to escape sylix's quickly drying throat.
"what?" he inquired in confusion. "what do you mean?"
Delmuur let out a snort, as if pleased by his new lover's innocence.
"would you like to thrust you penis inside of me?"
Sylix's penis hardened at the suggestion and he groaned when delmuur's
hand massaged him deeper.
"your dick agrees with my idea." delmuur licked his lips. "let me
prepair us."
This said, he proceeded to lick his fingers, covering the length of
them with saliva. Sylix watched, entranced and eager. Once the digits
were well wet, the man ran them down to his groin, but bypassed his
own penis, the tip already wet with pre-cum. Instead, his hand wound
beneath his scrotum to his ass, his fingers easing into his hole with
a loud sucking sound. Sylix hissed in anticipation as he watched
lustfully. Delmuur purred despite the occassiobal wince of pain as he
began to remove his fingers only to drive them back up inside of
himself. He scissored to stretch the obstinate flesh and moisten it
for the penetration to come. All the while his features were a mix of
pleasure and pain.
Finally sylix could bare no more watching and began to massage his
excited dick with his hands, eyes still fixed upon the other man.
"no." delmuur objected. "let me."
This said, he leaned his face down to the elf's exposed penis and
licked the head. Sylix let out a squeel, his body convulsing
momentarily with thrills. That had felt good! "more." he begged.
Delmuur smiled and engulfed the waiting penis, mouth swallowing him
whole. His licks and sucking was loud in the cold night and the sound
of it sent thrills down sylix's spine. He was close to come though,
wanting the release so badly, but abrupt painon his dick caused his
desire to quell instanly.
"hey!" he complained when he caught sight of delmuur releasing the
squeeze he had administered to his lover's dick.
"enter me." delmuur murmured "and pound me and then you can cum."
An eager groan escaped sylix's mouth. "okay."
Delmuur lied down in the snow on his back and lifted his legs up by
the thighs to expose his waiting hole which was punk and moist with
anticipation. Sylix gulped but was quick to scramble over, easing his
penis into his lover. The hard organ was squeezed by the other man's
tight hole and sylix gasped in excitement. "oh, so tight!"
" tight is good." delmuur gritted out. " now thrust me. Hard ."
Sylix was stunned by the violent delight, but wasted no time doing as
the being desired. Hastily, he thrust in, shallow at first and gentle,
but then deeper and harder and faster as he began to lose himself to
the feeling of his penis rubbed by soft wet sides. The slurp and
pressure of the hole's walls around sylix's hard dick was wonderful.
Delmuur seemed to be enjoying it as well, heaving in breath only to
release it in purrs and gleeful moans.
"harder!" delmuur cried out and sylix did as he was asked, his mind
quickly fading to stars of pleasure.
"I'm going to cum!" sylix almost wailed into the night and delmuur
groaned at the thought, his muscles tightening as his prostate was
hit, his own cum spilling from him with a shout of ecstasy exploding
from his throat. Sylix lost it at the sight of the other man spawning
in pleasure and he thrust once in as deep as he could and groaned at
the thrills of pleasure which shot through him as his seed splurted
into his newfound lover.
Exhausted, they collapsed beside each other, breathing heavy. Delmuur
reached over to rub sylix's spent penis, trying to retain some of the
wonderful feelings of the orgasm.
"thank you." sylix murmured, eyes peering at the being. " please
return home with me."
Delmuur sighed and rolled over to begin rubbing the elf's stomach and
chest before affectionately stroking his cheek.
"I can't." he mumbled.
"what?" sylix sat up and glared. "wait...im not the only one am I?
You're going to visit someone else tonight!"
"that's not true!" delmuur argued, wincing when he sat up. "I came
only for you!"
"liar!" sylix shot to his feet and gathered his clothes as he stomped
into the woods. "how could I be such a fool? Trusting you! Letting
us..."
"wait!" delmuur was following the elf, his legs having difficult in
the snow. "please! Sylix! I am only for you! I can't stay! I have to
return so I can come again next year!"
The elf stopped to whip around and face the being. "what?"
Delmuur sighed sadly. "I am a star. I can't stay. I must returned so
saint nicolas has a map to guide him through the sky."
Sylix stared at the being. "Santa clause?"
"who else?" delmuur smiled casually. "stars cannot remain on earth for
long. We will die and it takes a year's time to replenish our strength
from our visit. I saw you so lonely and decided I'd comfort you and
yet i don't wish to leave. I'll return next year for you. I promise."
Even as he spoke, he was lighting up and flames began to flare from
beneath him.
"wait. No." sylix mumbled as he watched the star rise from the ground.
"no. Stay. Please."
Delmuur was rising high into the air, his face sadened by the elf's
words. "I can't."
"no!" sylix yelled. "stay! Please! Stay! No! Wait!"
The star was rising too high and he screamed at him. "I love you!"
Delmuur probably couldn't hear anymore and disappeared into the night
sky. A moment later and sylix saw a star twinkle in the sky.
Screaming sylix melted onto the ground and wailed, tears streaming
down his face.
How could he wait a whole year to be loved again? How could he wait to
be held and told wonderful things and feel wonderful things? How could
he wait...
How could he be so selfish to think only of himself? How did delmuur
think? What did he feel?
"I'll wait for you." he mumbled to the snow. "I'll wait for you."
A year later...
Sylix waited atop the hilltop, his eyes watching the sky. Every night
he had been outside staring at the sky. At first he had spoken to the
stars, praying delmuur would hear him, but time wore on and without
replies back he could only bare to stare at the lonely sky.
Would delmuur return? Would he even want to see a lover who wouldn't
believe him or say I love you to him? Why would he?
A flash of light caught his attention and he stood to run to the place
where the star had fallen. Delmuur was quicker to rise to his feet
than he had been last year and he turned to sylix to smile. "you left
me lonely some nights when you wouldn't speak. I needed you and so
here I am to take you."
Delmuur grabbed the elf and kissed him deeply so his breath was caught
away. "and..." he hissed against his ear. "I love you too."
All sylix could do was kiss him in return.
nippier too. Christmas was just around the corner. Sylix sat upon the
ridge overlooking the village below and let out a sigh, his breath
coming out in hot wisps.
He was an elf, though a far cry from the green-adorned short and sad
excuse for an elf who supposedly helped Santa make his endless toys.
He was tall and thin, willowy, dressed in garments the color of the
season, currently cold blues and icy whites. His ears were pointed and
glitter appeared to adorn his skin. Brilliant eyes the color of the
deepest part of the midnight sky surveyed the landscape as he fretted
over the past years.
Elves did not age. Elves never grew old, never gained a single wrinkle
or grey hair. Sylix was no different. His alabaster skin was still
perfect and youthful and his black hair was still full and all of one
color.
Elves didn't fall in love either. With so few left in the world ,
there was little chance of finding another of their own to love and to
love a mortal...why love someone who would die long before you ever
would?
Sylix was no different but he was lonely. He could feel the ache in
his chest when he thought of how he'd return to his home tonight and
no one would be there to greet him and love him. It hurt knowing he'd
be alone forever.
A rustle nearby caught his attention and he turned to see reindeer
making their way through the woods. Santa supposedly drove such
creatures to pull his sleigh across the sky. Smirking sylix raised his
head to gaze at the sky where Santa would supposedly fly.
And for once in all his seven thousand years of life he wished. "this
is a fool talking in silly nonsense to the moon, but stars of fate if
Santa truly does exist ask him to send me a lover if only for tonight."
Silence followed his wish and yet he held his breath briefly with a
shred of hope still clinging to his heart, but he was quick to give
up, shoulders sagging. It had been a foolish wish after all so why had
he let his hopes rise?
A flash of light startled him from his depression and he stared at the
place some distance away where it appeared a star had fallen. Curious
he stood and approached it cautiously. Sparks were still rising from
the place where the star had fallen, but they were quick to die,
leaving silver speckles on the snow where they landed. Stunned by the
strange beauty, sylix peered into the ditch where a light glowed.
To his awe lay a man, naked, in the snow. Silver white hair adorned
the top of a fair face and muscles bound his body from head to toe. A
moment passed and the stranger's eyes flickered open to reveal golden
irises.
Startled, sylix backed away from the being, causing it to notice him
and shift to lock gazes with him. His heart jumped atthe sight of
horns quickly sprouting and growing from an inch above the being's
eyes. Stripes of bronze hue seemed to rip across the man's skin as
blotches of rusty red stained his limbs and back. Spines also rose
from his back and from his elbows and a bony tail with a spade at the
end unfurled into view. The being was dreadful and beautiful, both
human-like and monster. It's ears, partially pointed like sylix's
swept back momentarily at sight of the elf and then they flicked
forward.
In a flurry of snow, the being swept forward and attacked the
surprised elf, toppling him to the ground. Once it's prey was pinned,
it leaned it's head down towards sylix's face.
This was it. His immortal life was over and he would finally die, his
eternal prison of loneliness over.
He was shocked however when the being hissed against his ear. "my name
is Delmuur ve Esh'lavi. I am your Christmas present for tonight."
There was a long pause in sylix's mind, even though Delmuur was
already undressing the motionless elf. Fate was vicious. Finally he
would not be alone...and fate had sent a man! Not just any man, but a
half-monster with horns and spines and...three-inch long canine teeth.
And soft lips...and a ferociously warm body and gentle hands...
For some reason, he couldn't complain. Delmuur was quick to remove the
elf's garments without harming them and proceeded instantly to run his
long fingers over sylix's body, sharp nails gliding over skin,
tickling it. His lips brushed across the elf's cheek and neck and ear
and into his hair where hot breath took away the chill of the night.
His movements were spidery and sharp, twitchy, and his gaze was
piercing and invading, surveying every exposed piece of sylix's body.
"do you wish to penetrate me, sylix?" delmuur mumbled, his hand
stroking the elf's twitching penis and causing eruptions of moans and
gasps to escape sylix's quickly drying throat.
"what?" he inquired in confusion. "what do you mean?"
Delmuur let out a snort, as if pleased by his new lover's innocence.
"would you like to thrust you penis inside of me?"
Sylix's penis hardened at the suggestion and he groaned when delmuur's
hand massaged him deeper.
"your dick agrees with my idea." delmuur licked his lips. "let me
prepair us."
This said, he proceeded to lick his fingers, covering the length of
them with saliva. Sylix watched, entranced and eager. Once the digits
were well wet, the man ran them down to his groin, but bypassed his
own penis, the tip already wet with pre-cum. Instead, his hand wound
beneath his scrotum to his ass, his fingers easing into his hole with
a loud sucking sound. Sylix hissed in anticipation as he watched
lustfully. Delmuur purred despite the occassiobal wince of pain as he
began to remove his fingers only to drive them back up inside of
himself. He scissored to stretch the obstinate flesh and moisten it
for the penetration to come. All the while his features were a mix of
pleasure and pain.
Finally sylix could bare no more watching and began to massage his
excited dick with his hands, eyes still fixed upon the other man.
"no." delmuur objected. "let me."
This said, he leaned his face down to the elf's exposed penis and
licked the head. Sylix let out a squeel, his body convulsing
momentarily with thrills. That had felt good! "more." he begged.
Delmuur smiled and engulfed the waiting penis, mouth swallowing him
whole. His licks and sucking was loud in the cold night and the sound
of it sent thrills down sylix's spine. He was close to come though,
wanting the release so badly, but abrupt painon his dick caused his
desire to quell instanly.
"hey!" he complained when he caught sight of delmuur releasing the
squeeze he had administered to his lover's dick.
"enter me." delmuur murmured "and pound me and then you can cum."
An eager groan escaped sylix's mouth. "okay."
Delmuur lied down in the snow on his back and lifted his legs up by
the thighs to expose his waiting hole which was punk and moist with
anticipation. Sylix gulped but was quick to scramble over, easing his
penis into his lover. The hard organ was squeezed by the other man's
tight hole and sylix gasped in excitement. "oh, so tight!"
" tight is good." delmuur gritted out. " now thrust me. Hard ."
Sylix was stunned by the violent delight, but wasted no time doing as
the being desired. Hastily, he thrust in, shallow at first and gentle,
but then deeper and harder and faster as he began to lose himself to
the feeling of his penis rubbed by soft wet sides. The slurp and
pressure of the hole's walls around sylix's hard dick was wonderful.
Delmuur seemed to be enjoying it as well, heaving in breath only to
release it in purrs and gleeful moans.
"harder!" delmuur cried out and sylix did as he was asked, his mind
quickly fading to stars of pleasure.
"I'm going to cum!" sylix almost wailed into the night and delmuur
groaned at the thought, his muscles tightening as his prostate was
hit, his own cum spilling from him with a shout of ecstasy exploding
from his throat. Sylix lost it at the sight of the other man spawning
in pleasure and he thrust once in as deep as he could and groaned at
the thrills of pleasure which shot through him as his seed splurted
into his newfound lover.
Exhausted, they collapsed beside each other, breathing heavy. Delmuur
reached over to rub sylix's spent penis, trying to retain some of the
wonderful feelings of the orgasm.
"thank you." sylix murmured, eyes peering at the being. " please
return home with me."
Delmuur sighed and rolled over to begin rubbing the elf's stomach and
chest before affectionately stroking his cheek.
"I can't." he mumbled.
"what?" sylix sat up and glared. "wait...im not the only one am I?
You're going to visit someone else tonight!"
"that's not true!" delmuur argued, wincing when he sat up. "I came
only for you!"
"liar!" sylix shot to his feet and gathered his clothes as he stomped
into the woods. "how could I be such a fool? Trusting you! Letting
us..."
"wait!" delmuur was following the elf, his legs having difficult in
the snow. "please! Sylix! I am only for you! I can't stay! I have to
return so I can come again next year!"
The elf stopped to whip around and face the being. "what?"
Delmuur sighed sadly. "I am a star. I can't stay. I must returned so
saint nicolas has a map to guide him through the sky."
Sylix stared at the being. "Santa clause?"
"who else?" delmuur smiled casually. "stars cannot remain on earth for
long. We will die and it takes a year's time to replenish our strength
from our visit. I saw you so lonely and decided I'd comfort you and
yet i don't wish to leave. I'll return next year for you. I promise."
Even as he spoke, he was lighting up and flames began to flare from
beneath him.
"wait. No." sylix mumbled as he watched the star rise from the ground.
"no. Stay. Please."
Delmuur was rising high into the air, his face sadened by the elf's
words. "I can't."
"no!" sylix yelled. "stay! Please! Stay! No! Wait!"
The star was rising too high and he screamed at him. "I love you!"
Delmuur probably couldn't hear anymore and disappeared into the night
sky. A moment later and sylix saw a star twinkle in the sky.
Screaming sylix melted onto the ground and wailed, tears streaming
down his face.
How could he wait a whole year to be loved again? How could he wait to
be held and told wonderful things and feel wonderful things? How could
he wait...
How could he be so selfish to think only of himself? How did delmuur
think? What did he feel?
"I'll wait for you." he mumbled to the snow. "I'll wait for you."
A year later...
Sylix waited atop the hilltop, his eyes watching the sky. Every night
he had been outside staring at the sky. At first he had spoken to the
stars, praying delmuur would hear him, but time wore on and without
replies back he could only bare to stare at the lonely sky.
Would delmuur return? Would he even want to see a lover who wouldn't
believe him or say I love you to him? Why would he?
A flash of light caught his attention and he stood to run to the place
where the star had fallen. Delmuur was quicker to rise to his feet
than he had been last year and he turned to sylix to smile. "you left
me lonely some nights when you wouldn't speak. I needed you and so
here I am to take you."
Delmuur grabbed the elf and kissed him deeply so his breath was caught
away. "and..." he hissed against his ear. "I love you too."
All sylix could do was kiss him in return.