Ho-Ho-NO.

[toogreatforpants]

So, Christmas is a time where children worship a strange tall man dress in red who rides a chariot?!

Hah! You've been keeping secrets from me Mun! You should have told me there was a time of year where I was important to children everywhere!

[Rider, no that's not what Christmas is-...]

SO! WHAT'S THIS ABOUT GETTING TO SIT IN A SMALL HUT ON A THRONE AND HAVING THEM TELL ME WHAT THEY DESIRE FOR THIS FESTIVE PERIOD? IT LOOKS LIKE I HAVE A VERY IMPORTANT JOB TO DO THIS CHRISTMAS EVE! PURGING AND TAKING GIFTS FROM THOSE WHO HAVE ASKED THEM!

IT SEEMS LIKE THE EXACT SORT OF THING A CONQUEROR LIKE ISKANDAR THE GREAT SHOULD GET INVOLVED WITH, NO?

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[majorcrotchgrab]

... Not exactly.

Besides, I'd have to be sitting in your lap to tell you what I want.

[toogreatforpants]

Very well! You may be the first to come and sit on my lap and tell me what it is you indeed desire for Christmas!

[He assumes the position and pats his knee, Come along Raikov, wasn't this what you wanted?]

[majorcrotchgrab]

[Sitting on a burly man's lap? Yes, yes it is.

Raikov happily plops himself on to Rider's leg and grins.]

... I wouldn't mind seeing under that armor of yours.

[toogreatforpants]

An odd request.

[Not that he's entirely against that sort of thing. Rider's had all sorts of partners in the past.]

Isn't it a little cold though to be undressing in the open though during these chilly months?

[majorcrotchgrab]

[He might be... casually leaning closer so he can rest against that giant chest of his.]

I could keep you warm...