Saffron watched all this from where he was working, before turning his attention back to the children, who were giggling and asking all types of questions about christmas and Santa, which Saffron did his best to answer.

He got to the end of the line, and sat the basket on the 'fence' post, smiling as he watched the kids. He brushed a hand over the skirt of the dress, to make sure it was straight, glancing down, when he noticed two sharp polished shoes appear close beside him, followed by the pants leg of sharp pin strip pants. At the same time, he felt a hand come to rest on his rear end and straightened up, turning enough to see who was bothering him and groaned. "What are you doing here, Landan?!" Saffron hissed. "I thought I told you it was over!"

Matt tried to keep an eye on the kid, his expression and Faal's reaction to him bothering him, but he let his gazed travel the crowd in search of their suspect as well. He caught a flash of red out of the corner of his eyes as SAffrno spun around to face someone behind him and he turned his attention to him for a moment, glad of an excuse to look at him again without feeling guilty about looking. He narrowed his eyes as he saw the man, taking in the blue hair and elegant clothing.. and the way he looked at Saffron.

"Did you really say it was over? I really don't remember you saying those words..." Landan replied, standing next to Saffron, letting his hand come to rest on Saffron's hip.

"No, I think I specifically said, it was over, Landan." Saffron replied dryly, taking a step away from him, though Landan followed. "Landan, I'm working, and I don't want a scene in front of these kids...don't make me call security..." Saffron hissed.

"You look really good in that dress you know...I always liked it more when you wore dresses..." Landan replied, with a smirk, though he didn't step any closer.

"Landan, will you PLEASE just go..." Saffron hissed, a bit desprate to be rid of him.

'I see you still know how to beg too..." Landan smirked wickedly, a hand coming up to run the back of his fingers over Saffron's cheek. Saffron bit his lip, but didn't pull away.

Matt watched the guy with SAffron for as lonmg as he could stand it then, left his post, striding across to where they stood. He could hear Safron's asking the guy to leave, and reached out to catch hold of the guys wrist as he stroked Saffron;s cheek. "The lady asked you to leave. " Matt said softly, his eyes cold. "I suggest you leave... it's not wise to piss off the elves.." he bit out.

Landan turned a scowl on Matt and glared. "I don't remember you being in this conversation, so maybe you should just go back to handing out candy canes." He replied, pulling his wrist from Matt's grip.

"Landan, please!" Saffron hissed. "Do NOT start anything in front of these children!" He stressed.

Landan looked back at him, befoer glancing at the kids, who weren't really paying attention, but knowing there was no way they wouldn't see something, if something did start. He looked back at Saffron a moment, before smiling charmingly. "I'm not looking to start anything. I just wanted to ask if you if I could see you tonight."

Saffron stared at him a moment, partly unbelieving he'd even ask that when he specified, it was over, and part of him knowing better, that he would anyway. "Landan...I.."

"Just tonight, one night.." Landan said charmingly.

Saffron cursed silently, crossing his arms, if it got Landan out of here, then fine. "Alright, one night...now will you go?"

"Sure...see you at the usual time?" Landan asked. Saffron simply nodded.

Matt felt his stomach sink as he heard Saffron agree to the date. "Saff..." he said softly, his eyes still on the guy. He couldn't put his finger on it, but the guy set off all his warning bells... Either there was something very wrong.... or he was jealous... Matt blushed at the thought, but slipped an arm around Saffron to pull him back away from the guy. "Saff..." he repeated softly, not sure just what he wanted to say, but knowing he wanted to say something.

Landan had started to turn away, until Matt did that, he turned back to them, narrowing his eyes on Matt. Saffron blinked, looking up at Matt with an innocent but questioning look. Landan was the one who spoke.

"Would you mind letting go of him? He is mine, you know."

Saffron snapped his head around. "Excuse me? Since when was I yours, in public?" He asked, with a tone.

"Don't be silly, Saffron, you've always been mine, in public and not." Landan replied with a sigh, shaking his head.

Matt narrowed his eyes, his hands clenching into fists at the guys tone. He pulled Saffron away and stepped between them. "Saffron doesnt 'belong' to anyone." he said coldly. "And he asked you to leave... so fucking leave. And forget about seeing him tonight. It's not happening ..Ever." he added.

Faal , meanwhile ,did his best to keep his watch on the crowd and ignore whatever was going on with Matt and Saffron, but it wasn;t easy. He tried to get Eire's attention and get him to check it out, but the half shade seemed to be looking everywhere but at him.

Landan snorted, giving the guy a look. "I don't really think that it's any of your business." He replied.

"Landan, please, just leave." Saffron begged. Landan was pushing his luck and Saffron really didn't want a scene caused here.

Landan eyed Saffron for a moment, then shrugged. "Fine, but I'll see you later, anyway." He said, turning and walking away.

Saffron watched him go, slightly pale, and sighed deeply. No doubt Landan would keep his word and show up on Saffron's door step later...

"No..." Mat said softly, starting after him when he suddenly remembered where he was and what he was supposed to be doing. He cursed softly under his breath and turned back to SAffron, taking hold of his arm lightly and pulling him aside. "We need to talk..." he said softly. "The second we're done here, you're coming with me..." he said, his voice soft but serious as he shot a glance over his shoulder towards Landan.

"Excuse me?" Saffron replied, looking up at him. "Exactly what do you mean by I'm coming with you?" He asked in a hiss. "I appreciate the quick save from my ex, but it's really my problem to deal with." Saffron replied. "And why would you really care rather or not I'll be seeing him later or not...?"

Lex watched Saffron and Matt discreetly. If Matt was smart, he'd take Saffron out of sight and talk now...Lex shook his head and went back to focusing on the job. He noticed the 'boy' had already left, and raised his head, looking around for any sight of him.

It took him a moment, before he spotted Gillorn, back to looking like himself, sitting on a bench near by, smirking and watching the whole scene.

Matt clenched his jaw as he glanced at the kids then over to Faal. Making sure Faal had things covered, he tightened his hold on Saffron;s arm and headed through the gate, past the kids and parents. "Just... come with me, damn it." he hissed back at him, aiming for the hall that led to the bathrooms where they'd be away from the crowds and have some semblance of privacy.

Saffron winced as Matt tightened his grip and started to try to pull away. He was used to other men dominating, but this really wasn't the place, or time. "Matt, we're supposed to be working..." Saffron hissed. He was aware of Faal, Eire, Lex and Nick noticing Matt was leading him through the display and for the hall the to the bathrooms. Once they reached that hall, there wouldn't be any one around and the bathrooms were around the corner at the end of the hall, completely out of sight.

"They're covering... "Matt said simply. "Saff.. just come with me..." he said, his voice holding a slight tired edge to it along with everythign else. "Don;t make me throw you over my shoulder... that skirt isnt long enough..." he said simply as he wove his way around a group of women and strollers who seemed to have taken up residence in the middle of the hall.

"Fine, I'm coming with you, not that I have any idea where you're dragging me too..." Saffron replied with a tired sigh, the women casting them a look as they went past them. Saffron had the feeling this was over Landan...he'd never told any one about dating Landan...hell, he didn't tell any one he was more into guys then girls...and he sure as hell hadn't said anyting to Matt, so this could prove to be awkward...

Matt caught some of the stares and glares from the women and let go of Saffron's arm, grabbing hold of his hand instead. He cursed softly to himself the entire way, side stepping hurried Christmas shoppers and run away kids until they reached the hall way and ducked inside out of the major traffic flow with a sigh of relief.

He paused in the enterance, making sure no one had followed , then pulled him donw the rest of the hall.

Saffron struggled to keep up in the heels, Matt pulling him a long. The hall was much more empty. "Matt, is there a reason you're dragging me down this hall?" Saffron asked. He stumbled with a misstep in the heels, struggling to regain his balance, his one shoe almost falling off and attempted to pause to put it back on right.

Matt turned to look at why he'd stopped, sighed in frustration and lifted Saffron off the floor, carrying him the last step around the corner out of sight with the other arm. He set him back down, practically pinned against the wall. "Alright... what the fuck is going on? Since when you do have a possesive ass of an ex who has my fucking hair? And why the hell did you agree to see him?" he hissed softly.

Saffron managed to put his shoe on right, though he found himself practically pinned against the wall and looked up at Matt. "Ex, would be the key word there, although apparently Landan hasn't realized that part yet." Saffron replied with a sigh, rolling his eyes. "And his hair is darker then yours, thanks. As for how long...I'd been seeing him for about a year now... maybe a little over a year. And possessive doesn't even BEGIN to describe him... And why does it matter to you?" Saffron finally asked, with a look. "Did you ever stop to wonder why your best friend was never dating any girls? Well now you know, I perfer guys." He shifted, to slip away from Matt, starting to duck under his arm. "And I agreed to see him, to get him the hell out of there."

Matt caught hold of him again, pulling him back again. "For the last year!? So what... you've been flirting with me all this time because I remind you of him, or some stupid shit like that?" he asked and glanced around the corner at the sound of voices. "Fuck.." he muttered then yanked open the door to the handicapped washroom and dragged Saffron inside, shutting and locking the door behind them.

Saffron turned and gave Matt a look. "Well its nice to know you noticed, however, my flirting with you had NOTHING to do with him." Saffron snapped back. "For your information, I'd called it quits with Landan not that long ago, he just hasn't gotten it through his rotten head, that I meant it as over. I got tired of being used..." He crossed his arms over his chest. This couldn't have been a more absurd place to be discusing this.

Matt snorted. "Sure... so you just happen to hook up with a guy with blue hair for a year... and keep him a secret form your best friend.. who also happened to have blue hair... odd coincidence..." he said snidely. "And yeah, I fucking noticed.. I just tried not too... Although it does raise the question of WHY you were doing it if you were seeing someone? I don't fucking flirt with other people when I'm dating someone..

Saffron leaned back against one wall, his arms still crossed. "Maybe I should explain things a bit more, I wasn't DATING him...He was keeping me...as a mistress." Saffron replied simply, his tone a bit softer. He looked at Matt a moment. " And I told you, it had nothing to do with you! Landan is a complete opposite of you, in every single way. Or maybe I just have a thing for guys with blue hair, if that's what you want to think! And part drow as well!"

Matt just looked at him for a moment, all too aware of how close they were. "He was 'keeping' you?!" he repeated softly. "'Keeping you'... fuck... you know how that sounds?! And you actually put up with that shit?!" he asked in surprise, the knowlege that Landan was drow only confirming the uncomfortable feeling he got form the guy... Of course, that was no doubt a lot more then just fae sense at work. "The Saffron that I've known wouldn't let anyone 'keep' him... So how much of our friendship is bullshit?"

Saffron looked up at him, his expression slightly hurt. "Is that what you think?" He asked softly. He pulled away from the wall, moving to reach to unlock the door, to leave. "There's a lot you don't know about me, Matt, but you've seen the real me more then any one else has." He answered. "Maybe not all of it, but I don't fucking lie to friends, and considering you're the only one I've got!"

Matt slammed a hand against the door, holding it closed. "You're not fucking leaving, Saffron. Not until I get some damn answers!" he hissed. "Why did you spend the last year letting that bastard 'keep' you?" he asked, moving to lean against the door itself. He was trying not to let the sight of Saffron in that cute little outfit distract him, but it had been hard enough before hand when he'd just though he'd been playing a role... Now that he knew the truth, it was damned near impossible.

Saffron stumbled back from the door, staring at Matt a moment, and did his best to recover from the surprise of Matt's actions and tone. "Why? Because I'm a masocist." He replied sarcastically. "Fucking hell, I told you there were things about me you didn't know! And being used is one of them! It's been a common life theme for me. And Landan had a fucking twisted way of being absolutely charming, while making me submit." He looked away from Matt, leaning back agaisnt the wall behind him again. "Let me go, Matt..." He added softly.

Matt just looked at him for a moment, then shook his head. "Fuck." he said softly. "So let me get this straight... You've been living a double life for a year at least... Being a guy for your family and a girl for the rest of the world. You have a controlling bastard for an ex, who you just agreed to see tonight, despite the fact that you don;t want to be with him anymore." he said, walking over to stand in front of Saffron, stopping so close that they were practically touching. "And the entire time you've been my friend... All the flirting... all that was real... You prefer guys.. and you like me..." he said. "How'd I do? Get it all?" he asked softly.

Saffron snorted softly, still not looking up at him. "Yeah, most of it. You just forgot to add the submissiveness, but who's keeping score? Yeah, you got it all." He replied with a slight tone. He finally turned his gaze, looking up at him. "What are you going to do now?" He asked, the challenge evident in his tone.

Matt smirked at Saffron's tone, then gave in to the impulses he'd been fighting all along, especially that day. He caught Safforn in a hard, hungry kiss, his hands going to his waist. With a soft growl of frustration, he lifted Saffron off his feet, pressing him back against the wall even harder, the kiss growing even more demanding.

Saffron was caught by surprise, gasping softly behind the kiss and finding himself pinned against the wall. He wasn't sure which was more surprising, that Matt was kissing him, or that it was so damned good... He submitted to Matt, one leg wrapping around Matt's hips, his arms resting on his shoulders.

Giving himself over to the moment and way Saffron made him feel and think, Matt closed his eyes, not letting up on the intensity of the kiss for a moment. He let his body weight hold Safforn against the wall and slipped his hands over his thighs and under the skirt of the dress, the bare skin against his hands bringing another moan.

The connection between them from their powers was even stronger then he could ever remember it being before, and it was a rather heady feeling. He wasn't sure if it was that alone that had him feeling as if he were drunk or high, or that in combination with the knowledge that he wanted Saffron ; guy or girl, it didn't matter... he wanted him and the thought of someone else having him made him furious and jealous as hell.

Focusing on the moment and Saffron, Matt began to pull the lace shorts he could feel beneath his hands down over Saffron;s hips as far as he could without setting him down; the urge to rip them off incredibley strong.

Saffron had surrendered completely to Matt. Though for the first time it wasn't simply out of habit, because submitting was what he'd always done in a situtation like this, this time he wanted to... Though there was a little voice in the back of his head that said you didn't sleep with your best friend...and it was definitely a good way to ruin a friendship, but damn...he'd wanted Matt to do this for to long.

Feeling Matt tugging down the boylegs, Saffron whimpered softly behind the kiss, squirming between him and the wall a bit, which only allowed Matt to pull the knickers lower, the lace garment slipping down.

He was aware this could all go very wrong, and this really wasn't the place to be doing this...But then who was he to say stop...

Matt set Saffron down for a second, breaking the kiss long enough to pulled the underwear off the rest of the way. "You want to belong to a blue haired half drow... fine.. but you belong to THIS one..." he growled softly, pulling the holster form the back of his pants and tossing it lightly into the sink out of the way, before pulling SAffron back in for another kiss. "And no one else fucking touches you... Ever.." he added, lifting him back up again, Saffrons legs going back around him again. He pushed the dress up up between them as he kissed him hungrily, then pulled his tunic out of the way and fumbled with the belt holding the leggings up.

Saffron pulled back from the kiss for a gasp of air, his arms around Matt's neck, his legs around Matt's waist. "Are you laying claim on me then?" He asked breathlessly. He'd never really expected things to go this far...after all, the reason he'd never told Matt how he felt about him was because he didn't think Matt would ever feel the same.

"Yeah." he answered simply. "Problem with that?" he asked, kissing his neck, as he got his pants undone and let them drop. "You win, alright? You wanted me.. you got me..."he said in a soft, almost breathless growl as he shifted Saffron against him, trying for the best angle. He gave a soft moan as he nibbled on Saffron neck, the tip of him rubbing against him, ready. "Just hope you're ready to accept the consequences ..."

"Consequences...that may be the other way around..." Saffron breathed, biting back the moan, his head back against the wall and his eyes closed. The whimper did escape at feeling him rub against him. "Matt, don't fucking tease..." he moaned softly. "I've wanted this for a while now..."

"I don;t tease.." Matt said softly as he pressed against him, then moaned loudly as he slid inside him. He caught Saffron's mouth with his own again, kissing him hungrily, his hands gripping his waist as he moved within him.

There wasn't any thing else Saffron could do but let Matt be in charge of this, not that he was complaining; quiet the opposite really... He kissed him back just as hungry with a whimper, his arms tight around Matt's neck, and his legs around his waist. This was still the most absured place and time for this to be happening, probably worse then the library incident...And it absolutely changed everything between them.

The pace was fast and hard, neither of them wanting to hold back. The flow of power between them only acted to increase the urgency and passion of the moment. After only a few seemingly endless moments, Matt's orgasm hit him, making him break the kiss with a gasp.

Saffron was left spent and gasping for breath, his head back against the wall. Coming down from such a rush and feelings like that, wasn't exactly easy, and it was a good thing Matt was keeping him up right, or he wouldn't have been up right. He opened his eyes after a moment, and looked up at Matt, the green lighter then normal, though a smokey shade. He hesitated a moment, before asking the question that was fore most in his mind. "So where does this leave us?" He asked softly.

Matt leaned against the wall, pinning Saffron in place, panting for breath. He smirked softly at his question. "In a bathroom about to face our coworkers.. one of whom has a magic nose and will know exactly what we just did.." he chuckled softly, looking into his eyes. "But I dont care about them. You're mine now... " he said, brushing his lips against Safrons ear. "Just like you wanted... and as soon as we're done this job... we're going to your place." he added simply.

Saffron sighed softly, was very aware they were going to have to face the others now and that Lex would know doubt already know what had happened, and that Eire would no doubt pick up on it too. And really, he didn't care...to much. He just had a feeling this was going to cause more trouble then Matt thought. "Alright...fine...there's only a couple more hours left in the day..." He said softly in reply. "But what about your girlfriend...?" He pointed out softly.

"Ex girlfriend." Matt said simply, setting Saffron back on his feet, but keeping a hold on him. "And she'll deal. 'Bout fucking time I dumped her ass for a change anyhow.." he said. "And you were right... Yeah the sex with her was great.. but its not enough to have a relationship on.. " he kissed Saffron;s neck softly. "And the sex with you is looking to be beyond great .. and you're my best friend to boot. Think that's a way better deal... don't you?" he asked.

Saffron managed to pull away long enough to pull up the boylegs. "I don't get it..." He said softly, not looking at Matt. "I don't get how you're so calm about all of this...because you never struck me as being even REMOTELY interested, even when I did flirt..." He added, trying to straighten the dress.

Matt did up his pants, retreiving the holster and slipping it back in place before he answered. "How can I deal with any of the shit in my life? How can I deal with S.J. and all her shit? How can I look at a zombie knowing that it used to be a person and that I'm the reason it's standing there rotting away as it walks around? How can I deal with seeing people that aren't physically there or hearing them in my head constantly and not go insane?" he asked softly, straightening his outfit rather than look at him. "I don;t know, Saff.. I just do. Damn near everything in my life that I have to accept and deal with is shit... so why should I have a problem when it's not?" He fixed his pony tail then snatched up the hat from the floor where it had fallen, and shook it back into shape before putting it back on his head. "I've always felt something more than friendship between us... I've always felt that attraction.. I just denied it; pushed it away. But why bother if you feel it to?" he asked simply, finally turning to face him. "You're not meeting Landan tonight. He lays a hand on you again and I'll kill him." he said, matter of fact. "Ready to go?"

"Then you better be the one to answer the door when he shows up, because he will..." Saffron answered, straightening the stockings. He sighed, but looked up at him. "But you never really answered my question. Once we leave this bathroom, are we more then just friends, or was this a one time thing?"

Matt looked at him for a minute then shook his head with a smirk. "Saff... Did any thing I just said make it sound like a one time thing?" he asked simply, then went to him, slipping one hand through Saffron's hair to cradle his face. "We're more then just friends, Saff." he said softly. "And this.. as great as it was... this was just me making you mine... " He kissed him softly. "And you ARE mine, Saffron."

Saffron sighed softly, contentedly behind the kiss, his eyes closed. He never thought he'd hear those words from Matt... He couldn't help it, he was such a romantic... However in the back of his mind he could feel Lex's anxiety and knew it was over them. "If this was just you making me yours, I can hardly wait for the rest," He answered softly. "But we really should get back out there...before some one comes looking for us here..." He added softly, but seriously.

Matt smirked softly and stole another kiss before he unlocked the door and opened it to find the hallway empty. He reached back and took hold of Saffron's hand. "Come on.. let's go give the Office Gossip.. something juicy to talk about behind our backs...See how many people back there know about us before we even get there..."

Saffron snorted softly as they left the bathroom. "Don't be surprised..." He replied softly. He wasn't sure how he was going to manage to concentrate the rest of the afternoon on this high...it'd been good before, just beind around Matt, now...it was fucking fantastic, this was going to be hard...

They headed back out toward the Santa display and Saffron could already see Lex looking for them, chewing on his bottom lip. Saffron shook his head, meeting Lex's gaze and ended up blushing, which only caused Lex to blush and look away.

Faal had been prepared to give Matt shit about abandoning his post and a horde of other things that he'd been stewing about since the man had dragged Saffron off... but the sight of him and Saffron holding hands as they approached caught him off guard. He noticed both looking happier than he could recall seeing either of them, although Matt had a some what smug look about him as well... Faal cast a glance at Lex and then sighed, turning his attention back to his job, deciding to leave the lecture for Clarice...

Matt ignored the curious looks as they slipped past the line up and through the gate. He paused for a moment, making sure the others could see them, and stole a kiss. "Remember what I said, babe.." he said softly with a smirk, before heading back to his post, giving Nick and Faal a slight nod as he passed.

Saffron watched him head for his post, and shook his head, a faint smile, before moving back toward where he'd left the basket, but Lex intercepted him. Saffron shook his head slightly again. "You know, I figured you two would just talk..." Lex said in a whisper.

"We did talk." Saffron replied with a wicked smirk. He noticed Eire, looking around from behind the camera and his nose was definitely twitching. Saffron gave him a look.

Matt settled back into the routine of body guard easily, the cheerful 'ho ho ho'ing from Santa no longer that irritating. And even though he still stole the odd glance in Saffron;s direction, he was no long a serious distraction. Maybe it was just the 'after glow' that seemed to still be with him; the way the connection they shared seemed even stronger now, or maybe it was something more. Either way, Matt felt comfortable knowing that Safron was his. Not even the thought of having to face S.J. and tell her it was over got in the way of his good mood. He never imagined he'd feel this way, and he certainly never imagined he'd ever step forward and make a move on Saffron like he'd just done... but he'd been truthful with Saffron when he'd said that he had to accept and deal with a lot of things that would drive most people nuts; accepting and dealing with something as wonderful as this... was a dream come true.