Sometimes Fate gets tired of being ignored. And some nights, nights with a little more magic than the rest, Fate will decide something needs to be done.<br><br>Enter Drualus, Senior Correspondent for the Collective Assembly of Christmas Fae, working with the Night Before Reach Out Program. He has a few short hours to change Scott Misener's outlook on life, love, and understanding. Lucky for Scott, Dru knows the perfect way to make that happen.<br><br>Following the path of a tried and true trope, Dru is about to take Scott on an erotic journey that will remind him how simply beautiful life once was, and how perfectly beautiful it can be again.

A Beautiful Thing

The carpet softened underneath him. Background noises faded to the quiet thump of his chest, the slow, even draw of oxygen, and the barely-there sounds of the radio Scott always kept on beside his bed.


He hardly felt a tiny hand rest on his back. “Merry Christmas, Scott.”


Scott opened his eyes to bleary sunshine, meandering through the cobwebs of a dream that seemed too pleasant to let go of—until he rolled over on to his back, scrubbing his eyes with the heels of his hand, and felt the wet, cold stain between him and the mattress.


“Seriously?” Scott flung the sheets aside and stared, shaking his head. Well, go figure. He scratched his head. Whatever had been in his scotch must have been damned good. He’d not had a dream that was vivid enough to get him off since he was a teenager. But there were certainly worse reasons to have to change the sheets. At least they’d be all rainforest-spring-waterfall-whatever-fresh when he climbed into them again.


Chapter 12