Silent Night

Sweaty, spent, breathless, Justin looked at Brian sprawled over his chest,

where they were practically glued together, with something approaching annoyance.

Lazily, his lover raised his hands and removed the silk necktie holding the silk handkerchief in his mouth,

allowing Justin to finally speak.

"WHAT was the meaning of THAT?"

"Well, it's Christmas."

"Excuse me?"

"…You know, Silent Night."

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