Chapter 1: When the Lights Went Out
Summary:
Day 1: Blackout
Warnings: vanilla sex, sexual tension
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
It's dark, I can't see but I can feel. There's no light, no music and no heater. Just the sound of me and you and our heavy breaths as we press ourselves together.
I can feel your heat seeping into me and your big hand on my thigh. You play with the hem of my dress, fingers dancing around playfully enough to make me giggle. I feel you push my short Christmas dress further up. It's a cheap dress, plastic and thin, and it rustles loudly in the silence, masking the way my breath hitched when I felt something else against my thigh.
Something big, firm and hot.
Your hands trace the curves of my body, drawing the outline of my hips until your fingers caught my panties and pulled. They were red like my dress, but you couldn't appreciate them like I wanted you to because the lights were out.
It's awkward, but it's still tense, and I anticipated your next touch each time your hands were absent from my body. My lower muscles clenched; I was already soaking in my own love juices.
"Oh!" I shattered the silence with a moan. You were pressing something against my naked womanhood. That something was insistent, prodding me urgently for permission to explore my most preciously intimate region.
No, not 'something', even in the blackout I knew what it was.
"Put it in," I whispered.
"Is that what you want for Christmas?"
I wish I could've seen that handsome smirk of yours, but without light, I could only imagine it.
"Mhm."
Even though I couldn't see a thing, I was forced to close my eyes when you pushed past my slick folds and filled me whole.
Notes:
12 days until Christmas!🎄
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Chapter 2: Just Before you Close Shop
Summary:
Day 2: Last-Minute Shopping
Warnings: public sexual arousal, accidental voyeurism
Notes:
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Chapter Text
"Noo! No, wait, wait, wait!!" I heard a woman's voice yell as I flipped my shop sign from 'OPEN' to 'CLOSED'. The man beside her bolted in front, sticking his foot in the door to stop me from slamming the door shut and turning them away. The woman stumbled after him, her face burning despite the freezing night air.
Damn it, he was half a second faster than me.
"P-please! We just need to buy one thing," the woman gasped for air.
"Miss, it's Christmas. Please... hurry." I said almost robotically, holding my tongue back from releasing a string of cuss words.
"Thank you, thank you," she scrambled to the counter. The couple was disheveled, like they had been chased outside last minute on an errand. The man was wearing a jacket, but it was clear there was no shirt underneath. There was red marks all over him and in the light, I could see lipstick smeared across his lips. He was only in his boxers and... further down, there was...
There was the clear outline of his erect cock, pressed sideways along his thigh. I saw it twitch.
Oh my god.
My eyes darted to the woman. Her lipstick was smeared. Two perky nipples poked through her thin shirt and she was decorated with love bites. When she walked, I could see a damp patch between her legs. She had marks of his love along her inner thighs as well.
"Thank you!" The woman snatched a small box and slammed it onto the counter.
I shouldn't have been surprised. A box of condoms.
I don't remember the look on my face as I scanned and processed the payment. I just remembered their little giggle as they ran home faster than they ran to my store.
Damn these Christmas couples.
Notes:
11 days until Christmas!❄️
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Chapter 3: A Sweet Affair
Summary:
Day 3: Hot Chocolate
Warnings: food play, bondage, foreplay, breast play, kissing
Notes:
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Chapter Text
"Don't struggle, love." He snapped a block of chocolate, resting the dessert on one of your nipples. Warmed from arousal, your body heat alone was enough to melt the chocolate.
The sweet syrup oozed down from the peak of your mounds to your chest slowly. The man dangled a small bundle of mistletoe with a bell attached over your areolas. He rang the little bell, letting a magical tingle echo in the room.
"Oooh, I think that means I have to kiss..." He took a finger and pressed your right nipple down, rolling the erect bud under the pad of his index and spreading the chocolate around, "right here."
"Mhmm!" Your back arched as he swooped down and captured your right nipple with his mouth. He lapped and sucked your breasts. He groaned from the sweetness of your skin, pursing his soft lips around your tits. You yanked against your shackles, shivering when you felt the vibrations from his throat tremble against your sensitive skin.
Your lower muscles clenched jealously. Like an itch that yearned to be scratched, but it wasn't about your little pussy yet.
"Aaah!" You writhed when he enveloped your other nipple, surrounding it with the hot wet feel of his tongue. He lapped every last bit of the melted sweet, even the drips that had oozed to your under boobs. Your breasts were tingling.
"You taste like hot chocolate, baby." He smacked his lips deliciously. He took the mistletoe above your lips and rang the bell again.
Knowing what was going to happen, you opened your mouth like a baby bird, eagerly swallowing his tongue and caressing it with your own. Sweetness bloomed in your mouth. It was like hot chocolate. You dragged your tongue across his lips greedily, addicted to the taste of rich cocoa taste.
You kissed again and again, pulling away then coming together again. The feel of his soft yet firm lips on yours made your toes curl and you couldn’t help the moans that spilled from your mouth and landed in his.
Ring! Ring!
You opened your eyes to see him ringing the mistletoe again. This time at your stomach. When did he put a block of chocolate there?
He withdrew from your mouth, giving you a delicious finger to suck on instead. How incredibly sweet.
You squirmed as his tongue tickled your navel, making you gasp with laughter. You bit his finger lightly in retaliation, making him chuckle and wag his finger at you. The melting chocolate slid along your stomach all the while, leaving a viscous trail of sweetness for him to follow. He lapped up the sweet brown lava, sucking and leaving bite marks along the way.
Your breath rose as he slowly traveled south. Your eyes followed his every move, excited for more of his stimulation.
"Do you want me to ring the bell down here?" He teased, inhaling the scent of your musk between your legs. You nodded breathlessly, thighs parting just a little wider than before. You gave him your good girl eyes.
"Okay, okay," he said, ringing the little bell as the mistletoe hovered over your swollen clit. If not for your restraints, you may have bounded like a happy dog that was going out for a walk.
He rested his palm on your lower mound, "this part here won't need chocolate - I like the way it tastes just as it is."
Notes:
10 days until Christmas, it's going fast! ☄️
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Chapter 4: A Waxy Affair
Summary:
Day 4: Candles/Lanterns
Warnings: Wax play, temperature play, bondage (X Frame), blind fold, whips, dildo
Notes:
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Chapter Text
"Don't struggle, love."
Despite his words, you were struggling. He had brought you to your sex dungeon and you knew today was not going to be an easy day. If you needed any further confirmation, he had set you on the X frame.
"I'm going to blind fold you," a thick black cloth settled upon your eyes. You shuddered as you lost one of your senses, unsure what he had planned for your body today.
"What's the safe word?"
"Twelve Days of Christmas," you murmured.
"Good." There was a flick of a switch. It was silent for a while, and you called out to him. He didn't reply.
Then you felt something hot splatter on your left breast.
"Aaah!" You shrieked. It burned, it burned. But it quickly cooled, leaving a pleasantly warm tingle on your skin. Before you could process it, you felt another spark of flame land on your collarbones. The heat slid down across your skin, leaving a burning trail, before cooling and hardening in a matter of seconds. Was... was it wax?
You whimpered as you felt another burn on your shoulder, then yelped loudly as he dripped hot wax onto your foot. Your toes curled, shying away from the melted candle.
Then, without warning, a loud crack resounded, and your skin was ablaze. A thin line of heat ignited across your thighs, making you wail out. By the time you realised you were being whipped, he had already left three more strokes along your trembling legs.
Your body felt like it had been dipped in magma. The temperature of your flushed, heated skin kept rising and you felt feverish. Your pussy dripped with arousal.
More hot wax dripped down your arms, making you call out to the darkness. Once the hot oil had cooled and formed shells on your skin, your skin was reignited by whips, which struck off the wax and left a fiery red mark.
The pattern repeated, melted candle residue oozing down your skin until it cooled. Then, thin leather strips would leave claw marks on you, whipping off the molds of your body made from cool wax. Your breasts, shoulders, arms, legs and belly were all flushed and emanating heat. Your pussy was hot too, even though he hadn't touched it yet.
"Ugh," your skin was damp and you were panting heavily, sucking in lungfuls of air. You felt like you could melt away any second.
Suddenly, you felt ice against your skin.
"Stop!" You squealed, fighting against your restraints. You felt him guide the frozen block across your breasts, making sure to pause and draw circles where the wax had burned.
As cold as it was, it was soothing against your hot flesh.
Soon you were moaning for him, begging for more ice to cool your flushed and inflamed wounds. You shivered as he painted cold drips on you, and sighed when water glided down to your toes.
Slowly, your skin cooled, until the only place that remained hot was your leaking folds.
"I put this in the fridge beforehand," you heard him say. You heard something solid and dense in his hands.
A thick, large phallus penetrated your vulnerable cunt. The stark temperature difference in your sex made you tighten around it, each inch of your vagina clinging onto the toy inside you. You felt the heat in your pussy drop drastically, pushing you quickly over the edge.
Your head spun as you spasmed involuntarily on the artificial cock. The cold toy left a cooling, tingling sensation inside you, making your walls hug it tighter. Pleasure erupted throughout you, like you were a pent up volcano that had waited centuries to blow. Each time your cavern contracted, you felt another wave of bliss.
While you were busy riding out your orgasm, he unbuckled his belt with a sweet chuckle, "I'm sure your little hole is freezing right now, and I've got something hot to warm it up."
Notes:
9 days until Christmas, I'm excited and I hope you are too! 🥳
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