A Brotherhood Christmas

By Michiru

Lance

Christmas Eve, big fat hairy deal, Lance thought, staring into the fire.

Fred had gotten the firewood from somewhere, and Todd had gotten a tree that

looked like the 'before' in the Charlie Brown Christmas thing. There were 5 gaudily and

imperfectly wrapped packages kind of under the tree. Most pretty much didn't fit there,

notably the one for Pietro and himself.

It was after 11, and pretty dark except an oil lantern and the crackling warmth of

the fire. Lance found the room very warm, but he was thinking it had to do with his

hormones. The object of the hormones was Pietro.

They had pulled out a big wash basin, and heated buckets of snow over the fire

until they had enough water for baths. Tabitha had gone first, making all the guys leave

the living room, so she could have the bath near the fire in peace. Lance thought it was

stupid. Like he cared about Tabitha naked.. She certainly didn't give them the same

courtesy. Todd had gone next, using the same water. He hadn't wanted to go at all, but

they made him. They had refilled after that, and Lance had taken his bath. It had been

so great. They had been using the showers at school to keep clean, and filling their

water bottles as well. School holidays sucked.

After Lance, they bathed Fred. He hadn't fit in the tub, so the other three boys

gave him a scrub. Lots of fun and laughter in that.

They had filled the tub for the last time so Pietro could take his bath. Lance had

never seen Pietro naked before. Always clothed. Never in a state of vulnerability.

Tonight he was perfectly nude, and showing no modesty. And while Lance knew Pietro

wasn't a scrawny thing, he didn't realize how muscular he was. It was a sleek, well

defined body. Slender and inviting. He was soaking in the water, absorbing the heat with a

blissful look.

Lance was realizing that Pietro was a good looking guy. He had always thought

of him as effeminate before, and he supposed there was that airy quality to him, but there

was an air of masculinity about him as well that was kind of sexy.

The firelight caused a reddish glow to his hair, and also cast a flickering light on

his sleek, wet chest.

What's with me, Lance thought. I know I like Kitty. She's practically my

girlfriend. Pietro's my friend!

He watched Pietro dip into the water fully, then come up with a pleasured gasp,

head thrown back, eyes closed. It was an erotic sight, and Lance found himself 'moved'

in more ways than one.

He kept glancing over at Pietro as the younger teen began to soap himself. Suds

slid slowly down his chest until he splashed them away. His hand with the soapy

facecloth dipped below the tub line, and Lance fond himself daydreaming about where

that hand was, what body part it was soaping.

He went up on his knees, kneeling in the water, and bending over. Lance could

see smooth hip and part of a white thigh as he began to wash his hair.

"Whoooo!" Todd laughed as a chestnut in the fire popped. Fred grinned, holding

a stick with five wieners on it in the fire.

"All right!" Tabitha crowed as her Jiffy Pop began to expand.

Lance nibbled on a chocolate, wishing he could nibble on Pietro.

He knew Pietro liked him. And in more than just a friendly way. He wasn't

completely thick. He had seen it before with other people. Hell, he had felt it himself.

He remembered back when he was only 15. The guy had been a couple years

older than him. In fact, the ages were pretty much the same as he and Pietro. He had

been a good looking guy, and friendly with Lance. Lance looked up to the guy and even

idolized him.

He also slept with the guy for a couple months before getting shuttled off to

another foster home.

He glanced back over to Pietro. He wanted to lick the water off the younger

boy's chest, to feel his slender body beneath his own.

Pietro got out of the tub and picked up the towel, beads of water dripped down the

long lines of his slender hip and thigh before covering up with a towel.

"I'll be upstairs for a bit, gguys. Haveta do my beauty routine," Pietro chuckled

before heading out.

Lance watched him leave, heart thudding in his ears, feeling hot and flushed.

After a moment, he got up. "Be back soon," he muttered as he followed, picking up one

of the oil lamps as he followed.

The others, absorbed in their food, didn't even notice.

Lance knew he wasn't one to hide and ignore things. When something bugged

him, he did something about it.

TBC
**Disclaimer**
I do not own any of the characters within this fic. This is just a fic, not gospel, and situations that may be within the show don't necessarily make their way here. And vice versa.