‘Dear Santa: I was a naughty girl this year. But if you bring me Altair, Shay and Jacob in their underwear with a red ribbon around their necks this Christmas, maybe I can consider to be a good girl next year.’
Confession [x]
I hope this is a good enough edit, my dear o/
~ Signora Paola (who did this after a gruelling day at work 😩)
‘Jacob asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I told him to surprise me. He seemed delighted at my answer and told me he’d got the perfect gift for me. Come Christmas morning, I woke up alone, which never happened. I got out of bed and put on my house robe. In the living room, by the tree was something that made me giggle. Jacob sat there wearing nothing but a red ribbon covering his crotch and a Santa hat. “Merry Christmas, Love. Come and open your present.” Gladly, I did.’
Confession [x]
‘All I want for Christmas, is to find Connor and Jacob under the tree, naked, with bows in strategic places, so I can have fun with them. Lots of bondage style fun. And maybe even some hot threesome action. Because who wouldn’t enjoy that?’
Confession [x]
‘For Christmas, I want Crawford Starrick waiting for me in bed, naked and hard, beckoning me to him with his perfect come-to-bed eyes. I’d have no choice but to obey him, even though he doesn’t say a word.’
Confession [x]
‘I was born and raised in a tropical country, so naturally the biting winter cold isn’t something that I’m used to. The charm of the snow wore off pretty quick for me and all I want now is my tropical heat back. I’ve become a little withdrawn and grumpy, something that Jacob notices immediately. Come Christmas morning, I wake up to him bringing me breakfast in bed. He massages my feet and tells me stories while I eat, and I can immediately feel my spirits lifting. When I’m done, I tell him a heartfelt ‘thank you’ for making me feel better, but he goes, “Oh, I’m not done.” He then sets aside the food tray, pushes me back down on the bed, and grabs the thick comforter to pull it over our heads, forming a cocoon around us. “I’ll keep you warm here,” he says in a husky voice. By the time he throws the comforter off our bodies, both of us are naked and very sweaty. The cold air doesn’t bother us one bit as we continue our Christmas morning romp, alternating between rough, relentless fucking to sweet, torturous lovemaking.’
‘Christmas is coming and while others ask for toys, books, consoles, games and perhaps clothes, all I want for Christmas is a nicely-wrapped Shay laying on my bed, waiting for me to return home. He’d (after some struggling due to the ties around him) move his finger to tell me to come closer. I’d obviously go to him and take my present with the most gratitude. 😏 Besides, who knows? I might keep it and make good use of it until the end of the year and beyond.’
‘Celebrating Christmas Eve is a bliss when spent with Shay, Jacob, Connor, and Arno. I find that their presents are not the only gifts they’ll give me. For it is a merry season, and the air is full of hunger & lust. (I am writing a drabble for this.)’
Imagine your f/c sighing your name in the dark, hot breath hissing in the shell of your ear and fingers digging firmly into your hips.