All I Want For Christmas ...

Contains Eddie Caputo x Charles Lee Ray (yaoi) © Childs Play

Rated: M for Sex and Language

Characters do not belong to me and is purely fan fiction!

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The snow was falling softly onto the hard rubble ground. The "haunted" house was glowing a soft orange color from the lit candles of the small Christmas tree in the center of the pig sty living room.  Charles sat alone close to the fire place with a cup of cheap coffee around his cold fingers. The smell of cigarette smoke would escape through the holes of the broken windows. It felt disgusting living in a hell hole that was cold twenty-four seven of his killing career. The door suddenly flew open from the violent winter winds. Eddies home.

"Hey, Chuck! Sorry I'm late. I got caught up in traffic since ya know, Its Christmas Eve." Eddie laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.

Charles didn't even want to look at him. He wasn't in the best mood to be in a jolly good cheer for the holidays.

"Then maybe you should've came here sooner, dip shit." Charles murmured under his breath while sipping his coffee.

"Aw, you're not still mad at me, are you?" Eddie took out a tiny present from his suit.

"No, I'm not mad. I'm fucking furious with you. I wish you would've told me first that you killed the mother fucking bitch before I got to her!" Charles slammed his cup onto the table and raced up to confront his partner.

"W-whoa whoa, Chuck! I'm sorry but the whore was about to spill the beans about us so I had to put her down!"

"I wanted to do it." Charles sighed and rubbed the tight temples and picked up his coffee cup again. "Where did you dump her?"

"Somewhere where no one would dare to look." Eddie grinned slightly, holding the little present close. "So anyways, how's that girlfriend of yours? Tiffany?"

Charles looked at his partner with his tired eyes and looked down at the ground.

"I broke up with her clingy ass. The bitch was nagging at me how I didn't want to get hitched with her anytime sooner and that sort of hit me. I don't want to be held back by that whole marriage bullshit and take responsibilities. It's fucking ridiculous. Besides, I have someone else on my mind." Charles took his gaze towards Eddie, hoping he would take the hint.

Eddie flinched from the cold stare of his partner. What did he meant by that? Of course he liked Charles .. A lot actually. But he never knew it would suddenly come to this at the right time. Eddie swallowed hard and presented out his little gift for Charles.

"Here. I got this while I was killing the bitch. It was something you always wanted." Eddie blushed light pink, not from the cold but from his hidden emotions.

Charles eyes grew wide seeing what was about to be given to him. He slowly took the present from Eddie's hands and took them in his hands. With much care, he unwrapped the ribbon and removed the top. The glistening gift inside was illuminating against the candles glow which made Charles jaw drop with shock and excitement. It was the ring that he wanted. The very ring with the large precious stones embedded around the true gold band.

"Sweet Jesus, Eddie. You didn't." Charles's laugh broke picking up the beautiful ring. "You amazing son of a bitch."

"Well, it is Christmas Eve after all. I didn't want my buddy to go gift less." Eddie chuckled a bit.

The strangler suddenly felt bad that he didn't have a gift to return to Eddie. But there was something else in mind that he planned for him. It was made for a purpose and it was time to put it to work.

"I'll be right back." Charles smiled, putting his precious gift away while heading to his room. "I've made something that I want you to try, Eddie."

"Uh, alright."

Eddie stood patiently in the living room, hearing junk falling and landing on the floor causing a larger mess in Charles's room. Soon after, he came out with his hair ruffled and an object in his hand.

"What … is that?" Eddie asked, pointing to a doll-like figure in Charles's grasp.

"It's a fucking voodoo doll, stupid. I made the finishing touches long before you came home. Do you like it?" Charles waved the doll in front of Eddies "what the fuck" face.

"It … looks like you, actually."

"Exactly."

Charles grabbed Eddies hand and placed it into his palm. Eddie didn't know what to say or do but to stare blankly at the little doll that resembled Charles. The locks of brown silky hair and the button eyes and shredded pieces from his suit were one of the many things that belonged to his dear partner. So many lustful opportunities flowed through his mind that he would like to try.

"So, why are you giving it to me? You know people can get killed from these things right?"

"Like I don't know that. Of course I know! I'm giving it to you because I trust you. And also … because I really like you. A lot. And I felt like I haven't been showing it."

"Oh, is that why you broke up with miss clingy ass?"

"Something like that."

Eddie understood on what he has to do. He looked down at the doll again and took his fingers on the chest of the doll, carefully opening the little piece of ripped cloth to reveal it. The tip of the finger was in a circling motion around the left area of the dolls chest. Eddie soon realized the small grunting noises were coming from his partner. He could tell it was starting to feel good for him.

"God damn, you're already starting to turn me on quickly."

"And were just getting started."

Eddie continued to tease the doll with his talented digit and moved it lower and lower until he hit the most sensitive spot he could find. He fought the urge to rush the pace of his finger just to make the night last longer. This was everything he wanted. Just to please his partner in crime and stay with him till the end.

"Hnng …" Charles grunted, feeling a throbbing pulse beating against his stomach.

The boner inside his pants was slightly visible throughout all of the layers. His legs began to shake as if they were turning into jelly. Without knowing, he dropped onto his knees with the temptation to jack off while Eddie was rubbing the doll. Dear god he loved it so fucking much. Charles began to moan louder as Eddie replaced his finger with his thumb and moved his index finger to the back of the doll. Charles's ass soon felt like it was going numb but in a good way. The sensation was sending shocks of euphoria throughout his entire body. It was getting so hot inside of his pants its overwhelming. The upper half of his body fully surrendered and dropped to the floor with his hands clinging onto the cold floor for dear life.

"You like that don't you?" Eddie giggled keeping his pace at full rhythm.

"Fuck …. Agh … you." Charles managed to spit out through his fast breathing.

It was getting so damn hot that he ripped his clinging coat off along with the under shirt, revealing his sweaty toned body. He looked up at Eddie with his dumbstruck expression, reaching out for him.

"Eddie, stop. If I wanna come, at least have the decency to let me fuck you before I do."    

"You want to fuck me now? I wouldn't want anything better, heh." Eddie volunteered to take off his own clothes off for Charles.

He kneeled down to Charles's level and picked up his chin to meet eye contact. From this, Eddie stole a simple kiss from the killers lips. Their tongues dancing with one another moistening each others pink lips whilst the strangler towers over his little Eddie. The lips still kept on contact no matter what the two were doing. The hard shaft of Charles was grinding against Eddies, tempting to stick it inside of him. It was going to be rough but he couldn't wait any longer.

"Shall I?" Charles purred, teasing the little entrance. "Don't act like I didn't notice you bucking your hips against my cock. You want it. Don't you?"

The slithering voice of Charles was actually starting to piss of Eddie … just a little. He loved the feeling of being dominated but Charles put it like it's a fucking game. Of course he wanted it. He's always wanted for god's knows how long. The partner growled a bit and rocked his hips faster.

"Chucky, please, just fuck me already! I waited my whole life for this s-- AH!" Eddie cried out from the cock pushing against the sensitive walls inside. "Jesus Christ! Can you plunge any harder?!"

"Awww, I'm sorry Ed. I didn't know you were such a big pussy!" Charles chuckled coldly, humping his little friend as hard as he could.

Charles was loving every painful cry that Ed would shout out each time a thrust was given. It was pure torture. He could've sworn he felt warm thin liquid escape from his bottom. He prayed and hoped it wasn't his own blood. Charles looked down not only in disgust, but also in pleasure as well. This is his way of pay back for not getting his way of killing someone. It was childish, yes, but it felt so good.

"Relax, Eddie. Otherwise I wouldn't count on making a one way trip to happy hills." Charles whispered in his partners ear, gently sucking on his earlobe.

Eddie took a few shaky breaths. Within a few minutes, his tight muscles inside loosened up and his heart rate stopped skipping beats. He immediately grew weary from the activity but shook his head to keep himself awake by locking his arms around Charles's neck. The pain wasn't there anymore and was replaced with something else. It was more than just pleasure, but something he couldn't explain. Well, whatever it was, it felt so right and not to mention so fucking good.

"Mmph, yeah, that's the spot right there!" Eddie cried out, arching his head back, clenching his teeth.


"Shit, you're so god damn tight."

No matter how much these two men cried, thankfully there was no one around to hear their grunts and moaning. It grew louder and louder as they were about to reach their peaks. Charles gripped the hair of Eddie, body stiffening with a low growl. Semen spilling out inside directly at Eddies prostate causing to have his own orgasm and scream out Charles nickname so very loud. The two huddled next to each other, using their last bit of energy to receive each others lips. When it was done, Charles played with the short locks of Eddies hair.

"You're a loud mother fucker, aren't you? I knew I was good but I'm surprised on how much you loved that."

"Actually, I always wanted to be fucked by you. Even you made my fucking asshole bleed, I loved it none the less." Eddie smiled tiredly, snuggling to Charles's chest.

The night was no longer cold anymore as long as they held each other from the unwelcoming cold that awaited outside. It truly was the best Christmas of their lives.