Kahlua & Cocoa

[ahopper84]

Title: Kahlua & Cocoa - a Santa Clause fic
Chapter: 1/1
Pairings: Bernard/Charlie
POV: 3rd
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: slash, explicit sexual content
Word Count: 2566
Author's Note: This was one of my first attempts at explicit anything, and at slash... don't judge too harshly... *braces self for flames*

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Bernard sighed as he made his was across the town square to his home. It had been a long and trying day, but it was over. There had been a bit of a disaster in the workshop; one of the computers in the naughty-nice sector had overheated; well, caught fire, really. They would have lost a lot of information if it hadn't been for Charlie. Bernard smiled as he thought of Santa's son. Ever since Scott Calvin had first taken the job, his boy had been a real asset to the workforce.

The elf laughed as he thought of how many improvements had been made over the years, thaanks to Charlie. He was such a smart kid, always coming up with ideas on how to make things run smoother. But more importantly, he really loved the holiday, more than anyone Bernard had ever met. Most kids stopped believing in Santa, and even the ones whose parents took the role usually stopped caring as much as they grew. But not Charlie. He was convinced that he'd take over for his father someday.

Bernard's smile fell. He knew the chances of that happening were slim. Santas usually lasted for a few hundred years; Charlie would continue to grow, older and older, until...

Bernard stopped walking, his heart temporarily frozen. No, he couldn't bear to think of a world, of a North Pole, without Charlie. He was a true friend, and Bernard cared about him deeply. More than anyone would ever guess, Bernard thought, quickly making his way to his house, looking around as if worried someone could hear his thoughts.

Bernard jumped when he saw a familiar figure standing in front of his door, waiting. Waiting for me, he thought, and his heart fluttered for just a second. Oh don't be stupid. Like he would ever... His thoughts trailed off, not wanting to continue the thought.

"Um, h-hi, Charlie. What's up?" Bernard tried to sound as casual as possible, his voice wavering only slightly. The mortal boy grinned, sending a warmth through the elf's body.

"Oh not much, just figured I'd stop by. We never really get to hang out, you know, after hours. You're not busy, are you? Cuz if you are, I could-"

"No!" Bernard answered a little too quickly, and a little too loud. He laughed nervously and shook his head. "No, it's cool. I'm not busy. Come on in," he said as he unlocked the front door, motioning the boy inside. When Charlie's back was turned, Bernard wiped his forehead and took a deep breath. Just hanging out. That's it.

Bernard followed Charlie into the living room, snapping his fingers and causing the fireplace to burst to life. Charlie sat casually on the couch, and Bernard took a seat a safe distance from him.

"So, some day at the shop, huh?" Charlie asked with a laugh. Bernard smiled.

"Yea, thanks again for all your help. I don't know what I- I, I mean we, I don't know what we'd do without you." Bernard mentally kicked himself, and stood. "I'm gonna get some cocoa, you want some?"

"Sure. Hey, you got any Kahlua to add to it?" Bernard looked back at the grinning boy on his couch.

"Since when did you turn 21?"

"Um, last year? You guys all threw me a big party, remember? Curtis got so wasted," Charlie remembered, laughing hard at the mental image of the drunken elf.

"Oh, right. Um, sure. Two Kahlua Cocoas coming right up." Bernard turned and headed into the kitchen, starting on the drinks. His cocoa wasn't nearly as good as Judy's, but it wasn't half bad, in his opinion.

"So, Bernard, I was thinking," Charlie called from the living room. "I'm graduating this spring, and I think I might have an idea of what I wanna do afterwards." Bernard nodded, then realized Charlie couldn't see him. Feeling stupid, he was glad Charlie couldn't see the blush forming on his cheeks either.

"Yea, what's that?" Bernard was finished with the cocoa, and after pouring it into two silver mugs, he added a shot of Kahlua to each, and carried them back to the living room.

"Oh, thanks," Charlie said, taking his mug. His fingers brushed Bernard's for an instant, sending a shock wave through the elf, who sat next to Charlie.

"Right. So I really want your opinion on this, cuz I know I'll need help convincing dad." Bernard nodded, paying close attention. It was always a struggle for him to listen to the words, and not get lost staring into Charlie's eyes, or watching the movement of his lips. Bernard nodded, sipping his cocoa. He tasted the warmth of the alcohol, which affects elves slightly more than it does mortals, and smiled.

"Okay, now don't freak out. But I was thinking, maybe I could..." Charlie took a deep breath, and Bernard felt himself leaning a little closer, hanging on every word the boy said. "Maybe I could move up here and work here full-time."

At first Bernard wasn't sure he'd heard correctly, but the grin on Charlie's face said he had. He took another sip of cocoa, then another. He tried to make his voice as smooth as possible, which proved even harder than usual.

"Well, Charlie, as you know, we're all very fond of you. That is to say, your work here has improved our production beyond what it's ever been capable of before. I- I'm sure everyone would love to have you here. But... are you sure that's what you really want?" Charlie looked down for a moment, taking a large gulp of his cocoa. When he looked up, his eyes were sad, confusing Bernard.

"Bernard, I- I just have to be here, is all. I belong here. Everyone I care about is here. Everyone I love." Bernard, against his better judgment, placed a hand on Charlie's shoulder. He tried not to think about how warm he was, or how good it felt to be touching him, and to focus only on comforting his friend. Friend, got it? Fr-ie-nd.

"Charlie, you know you can see your dad whenever you want. And you're always welcome here. But-" Bernard stopped suddenly, when Charlie placed his hand atop the elf's. He looked down, taking another big gulp of cocoa, before looking Bernard in the eyes again. This time, Bernard recognized what he saw for what it truly was, and it scared the holly out of him. Longing. Desire. Love. No! It can't be, it just can't be! He's my friend! He's my-

Before he knew what was happening, Charlie's lips were on his, kissing him. Frozen in place, Bernard didn't know how to react. Before he had a chance to do anything, Charlie had pulled back. This time, his eyes were hurt, rejected.

"I'm sorry. I... I'll go." Bernard panicked. He couldn't let him go now! In an instant he'd dropped his mug, grabbed the back of Charlie's neck, and pulled him close, kissing him fiercely. Every fiber of his elf-being cried out in joy, release, passion. Every bit of pent-up desire unleashed itself now, as Bernard kissed the boy with hopeless abandon. An instant later, and Charlie was kissing back, with equal, if not greater, force. Finally they broke apart, both panting for air. Charlie smiled down at Bernard, who returned the grin. Snapping his fingers, he transported the two of them to his bed. Charlie looked around, before looking back down at the elf, grinning mischievously. The look both scared and excited Bernard, he couldn't tell which more so.

Slowly, Charlie began placing gentle kisses on Bernard's neck, letting his tongue dart out to lick the soft skin. Bernard's eyes rolled back, not believing the amount of pleasure derived from such simple actions. When Charlie ran his tongue up the side of Bernard's ear, a loud moan escaped him; he'd always know his ears were ticklish, but he'd never dreamed they could be such an erotic area. Charlie smiled, and gently sucked on an ear tip, earning another low moan. He kissed back down Bernard's neck, then repeated the process on the other side.

Bernard kissed Charlie's neck slowly, making the boy moan quietly. An evil gleam in his eye, Bernard nipped with his teeth ever so lightly; Charlie inhaled sharply through his teeth, and at first Bernard thought he'd hurt him, but the moan that followed, coupled with the slight grinding of his hips, urged him on, and he bit down again, slightly harder this time. Now Charlie was moaning, and he bit down on Bernard's neck, hard. The elf cried out, in a mix of pain and pleasure, and his arms involuntarily wrapped around Charlie, holding him close. Charlie didn't let go, his teeth grinding, sucking on the soft flesh of Bernard's neck. Bernard felt his own hips grinding, and realized how hard he was. He also realized that Charlie was just as hard, his erection sticking painfully into Bernard's thigh.

The two kissed again, fiercely, their lips almost bruising. Charlie's hand moved behind Bernard's back, undoing the buttons of the velvet shirt. Bernard pulled back so it could be removed, and lifted Charlie's sweater up and off, tossing it on the floor by his own. Kissing resumed, the two allowed their hands to roam freely over each other's chests. Both were physically fit, while Charlie was a bit more muscular. Bernard pushed Charlie so that the elf was on top, and kissed the boy's neck, slowly moving lower, kissing the soft but firm chest. His hands travelled south, and in a moment of braveness, his hand hesitating only for a moment, he gently ran his fingers over Charlie's crotch.

The boy moaned loudly, prompting the elf to do it again, slightly harder. With every stroke, Charlie moaned louder, grinding his hips against Bernard's hand. Charlie reached down and gripped Bernard's erection, causing him to moan loudly. No one had ever touched him there; even he rarely touched himself. The pair's lips met again, teeth clashing, tongues mingling, each one trying to get closer to the other. They ground their hips against each other, wanting, needing more.

It was Charlie that pulled back first, pushing Bernard over to turn the tables again. With an evil gleam in his eye, he made short work of the buttons of Bernard's trousers, pulling them and the red and green boxers down, freeing Bernard's erection. Charlie took in the sight before him; the elf was larger than average, and hard as a rock, the head already glistening with a bit of pre-cum. Bernard could only stare at Charlie, needing to be touched but afraid to speak. He didn't need to wait long, before Charlie wrapped his hand around the elf's hard cock, gripping tightly. Bernard's eyes rolled back in his head, moaning loudly, as Charlie began pumping him. His eyes shot back to attention, however, when he felt a warm, wet tongue on his head. He watched, wide-eyed, as Charlie licked his member from head to base and back, before taking the entire length into his mouth. Bernard felt like he could scream; he'd never imagined it could possibly feel this good.

Charlie began to moan as he sucked his friend's dick, and his hand moved to his own jeans, quickly moving them out of the way. He started to touch himself, but Bernard scooted out of reach, motioning for him to lay down. Liking where this was going, he complied. Bernard removed his trousers and boxers the rest of the way, tossing them to the floor; Charlie's jeans quickly joined them, and having gone commando today, both were now laying together, completely naked. Bernard smiled hungrily at Charlie's erection, which was even bigger than his own, in length and thickness. Touching it gently, he smiled at the boy's reaction, jumping slightly and moaning quietly. Bernard swirled his tongue around the head, before taking it all in one swift movement. The taste surprised him, but not unpleasantly. He moaned against Charlie's dick, the vibrations making the boy moan again, louder.

Bernard maneuvered himself so that the two were laying side-by-side, sucking each other off. The room was filled with muffled moans and sucking noises as the two pleased each other. Bernard felt his pleasure rising, greater, and greater, and thought it couldn't get any better, when Charlie stopped, panting hard. Bernard stopped as well, looking over at his friend. Charlie grinned and got to his knees; kneeling half-standing, he pushed Bernard up onto his hands and knees. Bernard got the hint, and positioned himself. He was a little scared, having never done this before, with the exception of one time years ago; but that had been a candy cane, and Charlie was much larger.

Bernard gasped in surprise when he felt Charlie's tongue lapping at his hole, but just as he started to lean back, he felt it replaced with something else. He squeezed his eyes shut tight as Charlie began to push, thankfully moving at a snail's pace. It took a few minutes to adjust, but Charlie's soothing noises and hand rubbing Bernard's back softly helped him relax, and soon he felt pleasure like he'd never imagined existed. It kept getting better and better, until he felt Charlie's hips pressed firmly against his backside. Charlie held still for a minute, waiting, letting Bernard get comfortable. When he was ready, the elf moved his hips slightly, and Charlie, nodding, began to pull out.

As he was almost all the way out, he pushed in again, a bit faster this time. Pulling back, he thrust again, harder this time. Again and again, gaining force wiith every push, Charlie started moving faster, grabbing Bernard's hips. Bernard, for his part, could do nothing but moan, louder and louder still. He was sure at this pont the entire Pole could hear him, but he didn't care. Charlie was going full force now, and Bernard rocked his hips back to meet with equal force. They were both moaning and grunting now, the pleasure growing ever greater.

Charlie reached down in front, and grabbed Bernard's aching hard-on, starting to pump it in time with his thrusts. Bernard screamed in pleasure, overcome by the sensations. Both of them glistened with sweat as they moved constantly harder, faster, until Bernard screamed out loud.

"Charlie!" He couldn't help himself, as his hot cum shot out of his cock, covering his sheets and Charlie's hand. Charlie grabbed Bernard's hips hard and slammed himself into the elf, screaming himself.

"Bernard!" Bernard moaned louder than ever as he felt Charlie shoot deep inside him. After a minute or two, Charlie pulled out slowly, both of them shivering, and collapsing onto the bed.

Bernard beamed at Charlie, and kissed him gently. The two curled up together, legs and arms entwined. As their eyes began to flutter closed, Charlie whispered in Bernard's ear, his breath making the elf squirm a little.

"I love you, Bernard." The elf's eyes opened wide, and he turned to face the boy. He searched his eyes for something, some sign of doubt, but found none. The purest smile spread over his lips.

"I love you, Charlie." They kissed again, all fierceness gone, now replaced with the tenderness of true love. Bernard turned over again, letting Charlie wrap his strong arms around him.

"So, does this mean I can stay?" Bernard laughed at the teasing tone of Charlie's voice, and nodded.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," he whispered. Charlie kissed the top of Bernard's head as the two snuggled, falling into the deepest, most peaceful sleep either one had ever had.