Christmas nights were always unpleasant for him: desserts, family, music- Until the universe turned in his favor. You were his Christmas gift.

It was obvious his friends had played a joke on him by leaving his "beloved," whom he called "enemy," wrapped in a red ribbon on his doorstep. To him, it wasn't a practical joke, but a blessing from the Archons. "Even seeing you tied up, you're even more beautiful than I thought."

He said, looking into your eyes in awe, taking you in his arms bridal-style as he entered the house, smiling at you affectionately and with a glimmer of desire. "You're finally mine." He added excitedly as he sat down on the couch, placing you on his lap before beginning to untie your mouth and caress the restraints on your wrists behind your back as if he were teasing you.