Page 58 of The Krampus's First Christmas Gift

He was about to open his window and call out. But then Kraghol continued and was gone. Jasper glanced at his door.

Should I go outside and seek Kraghol?

It wouldn’t be dangerous for him to venture out. Not if Kraghol was there. He glanced at Kali, who lay curled on the bed, sleeping.

Without thinking, Jasper tugged on his clothes and walked across the room. Then he paused. He went to his bedside table, grabbed some oil, and tucked it in his pocket. He left the room.

He walked to one of the windows and glanced down to the street below. But he could see nothing. Maybe Kraghol had moved on. He walked to another window and looked down.

And there was Kraghol, standing in the alley behind the bakery, looking up at him. Kraghol’s eyes widened.

Jasper dashed from the window. He tugged on his boots and coat. Then he opened the door to the apartment and went out.

Jasper grinned. “It’s strange, but for the first time in my life, I find myself with the sudden urge to go outside on Krampus Night.”

And suddenly images of Kraghol chasing him down an alley, pushing him against the wall, tugging his trousers down, and thrusting his massive, ribbed cock in Jasper’s arse filled his mind.

Heat tightened in his gut. He descended the stairs. But Kraghol didn’t smile at all. Instead he strode towards Jasper, frowning. He turned his head from side to side, looking around the empty alley.

“You shouldn’t be coming down here! You shouldn’t be outside,” Kraghol growled.

The sound sent a shiver down Jasper’s spine. He stared up at the krampus towering over him, with his black horns, fangs, and glowing red eyes.

Jasper had never seen his eyes glow red before. But despite what some might consider a terrifying expression, Jasper didn’t feel even a little bit scared.

“I wanted to see you.” Jasper tilted his head to the side.

Kraghol’s gaze slid along the side of Jasper’s throat. Then his eyes narrowed. He shook his head. “It is dangerous out here. It is Krampus Night! There are other krampuses around!” He looked around. “They could harm you.”

Jasper placed a hand on Kraghol’s arm. “Won’t you protect me from the others?”

“Of course I would protect you. From any danger! I would guard you with my life.”

Jasper’s legs went weak. “You wouldn’t let any other krampuses catch me?”

“Never! None of them will ever touch you.”

Jasper’s cock perked up. “Only you can touch me?”

“Only me,” he snarled.

“Then I have nothing to worry about.”

Kraghol breathed heavily. “Still, you should not be outside.”

“But maybe I want a taste of Krampus Night.” He placed a hand on Kraghol’s chest. He tugged on the fur. “Maybe I want you to chase me down and fuck me.”

Kraghol’s chest stopped rising and falling. “I would never hurt you, Jasper. Never.” The arm that carried the switch tensed.

“No.” Jasper knew Kraghol. He knew he didn’t want to scare or hurt anyone. Many enjoyed that sort of play in sex. But Kraghol wasn’t like that. “I know that’s not you.”

Kraghol exhaled, his body relaxing.

Jasper stroked his hand up over Kraghol’s chest and to his shoulder. “But you could still chase me down and fuck me against an alley wall. I think we would both find that very satisfying.”

Jasper released his grip on Kraghol and stepped back. Then he spun on the spot and sauntered down the alley, hips swaying. He threw a glance over his shoulder. Kraghol’s glowing red eyes watched him.

Jasper winked. Then, with a laugh, he took off, running down the alley. A moment later, he heard Kraghol’s hooves clomping after him.