Christmas Auction, a Hammer story

December 21st at the Hammer brought with it, every year, their auction for charity. The place was always packed, the items up for bid always fetched a fair price, the proceeds from all food and booze consumed also went to charity and everyone always had a good time.

Marcus, however, was not always the MC. In fact, this was his first time. Oliver had asked, and how could he say no?

He didn't.

He stood in front of the mirror, frowning at the red velvet Santa hat on his head. He wasn't sure it didn't look... camp with his bald head. But he'd already refused the red velvet pantsuit, much to Oliver's chagrin. Instead, he wore black leather pants, a dark red shirt, and stompy leather boots. In the pantsuit he would have looked fruity, in what he was wearing he looked, well, toppy. Which suited him just fine.

"Baby? Does the hat work?"

Jim tilted his head. "Not really, but you should wear it just for the auction."

He took another look in the mirror and nodded. Taking the hat off, he put it on the doorknob; he'd put it back on when Xavier called on him to open the auction. Until then, he and Jim had one of the private rooms all to themselves; Xavier had even served them dinner before telling them, with a wink, that they had almost two hours before things were scheduled to begin.

"Now that that's settled, we just need to figure out what to do to fill the time before I'm needed onstage." He smiled at his baby; he had a few ideas.

Jim was wearing jeans and a long sleeved white T-shirt, long hair worn in a braid down the back. His baby was not completely comfortable with the thought of an auction -- as if any sub ever ended with anyone they didn't belong with. There had even been stories about couples who had met each other during the auction.

Besides, he'd been very clear on what was on offer with Jim -- coffee and brownies served by his baby. Full stop. And he might have asked Jack to bid for Jim on his behalf.

He moved to where Jim was stacking their empty plates and gave that sweet ass a gentle smack.

Those beautiful green eyes met his, wide and warm. "Master?"

"I was just testing out one of the things we could do before I'm needed onstage."