Unwrap Him

'Twas the night before Christmas.

A secret was looming.

The lust in my heart had become too consuming.

Make no mistake, no blood do we share,

But my guardian was the man whose cross I did bear.

With his icy coal eyes, and peppermint lips,

Under mistletoe I stood, no chance to resist.

For it was on none other than this cold silent night,

That I gave into wrong, and it felt so damn right.

**Unwrap Him is an MM guardian/ward novella, previously part of the Twisted Christmas Anthology. It contains taboo themes and an age gap. Please proceed with caution.**