Narcoleptic Nymph-Noel

With mistletoe on her lips, she leaned into her lover. He knew she was deadly love, wrapped in a bow.

He returned her kiss and her hands grasped both arms.

She loved his taste and wished it would stay forever. Instead she held his bottom lip pressed between her teeth…

His holiday cheer was soon to come, their night had just begun.

“Merry Christmas, Bunny.” she whispered…

“Ho, Ho, Ho” he gruffed as he lifted her with ease…

“Have you been a good girl?” he asked.

“Never. I promise.” Whispered her lips…

“Well, perhaps we should remove and hang those stockings, just to make sure.” He declared.

-Madamchryzl-