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Her robe fell, and Jaarua batted her eyelashes at her husband.  “If anything burns, it’ll be your fault!”

”Fine by me,” Duune returned and promptly swept his wife off her hooves.  Both of them laughed and began exchanging fevered kisses as he carried her off down the hall.

Ben furrowed his brow and turned.  “Now what could that possibly-“

Drenan was reclined in his throne, his eyes closed while his daughter greedily and repeatedly swallowed his cock.  “Think about it,” Drenan rumbled softly from his repose.  “And keep watching.”

The dwarf grumbled.  “I’m only doin’ it ‘cause Jaalua’s still got it!” He spat and trundled off after the couple.

The honey-filled moans reached him first.  The draenei couple hadn’t even made it back to their room, and instead had taken to ravaging each other right in the front entryway.  Jaarua was on her back, clutching her husband’s ridges as his lips and tentacles worked over her womanhood.  Ben struggled between letting his erection swell or leaving it deflate as he watched, but even though he knew they weren’t aware of him, he wasn’t feeling so… opportunistic, considering how he’d been chastised before.  All he could do was watch as Duune plunged his cock into his wife, the two of them pulling each other close as his hips began to buck wildly.

Jaarua was gasping for air, her face flushed a deep purple as her climax began to tear through her, all between constant, sweet whispers of love and affection… and then the front door opened.  “Hey Mom, I forgot my-“ A younger, near-twenty-year-old female draenei entered, her jaw dropping the instant she laid eyes on the eager couple.  “MOM.  DAD.  EW.” Was all she could eke out before slamming the door shut again.

The couple stopped to exchange deeply embarrassed looks, followed by a series of uncontrollable giggles, then a last gasp from Duune as he unexpectedly blew his load straight into his wife’s womb.

And to Ben’s surprise, the sight made him falter.  “I dinnae realize they had such a good relationship,” he mused to himself.  “Damned bloody risk, but they took tha failure in stride.  I know they be expectin’ company this year too, jus’ not us.”  Ben thought to himself for another moment, then trotted back toward the spirits’ throne, where Lyrah had replaced her mouth with her wobbling tits, bouncing them up and down wildly along either side of her father’s saliva-slicked cock.  “Oi, ye horny cows!  Show me what me own Winter Veil looks like this year!”

Drenan furrowed his brow in his throne.  “One… second…!”

Lyrah grinned deviously.  “Cum for me, Daddy!” She cried.

With a deep-seated groan, Drenan’s cock erupted with an ungodly amount of cum.  Lyrah leaned back and watched it fountain high into the air.  Ben, too, watched the cum rocket straight through the ceiling of the house, then burst like a fountain of pure white snow.  In fact, it was snow, and Ben watched it drift down, realizing he was now standing outside of his own manor in a swirling blizzard.  The naked dwarf threw his arms over his torso and immediately began to shiver.  “G-g-g-godsdamn!”

Drenan’s throne was perched next to the window, though he and Lyrah were now wearing knitted red-and-green sweaters decorated with Greatfather Winter heads.  They still weren’t wearing any pants though.  “Come,” Drenan beckoned him over.

Ben kicked at the snow as he shuffled forward to peer through his parlor window.

Inside, the Winter Veil tree had been set up, but there were no ornaments on it.  Past the parlor was the living room where Eliza sat on the floor, smiling and playing with little David… but her smile looked strained.  It looked like they had just opened up a number of presents for the little one all around the toddler, but if Eliza had gotten anything, she wasn’t wearing it or messing with it herself.

”She looks… perturbed.”

”Nobody says that,” Lyrah retorted.  “Literally nobody says that.”

”Well I say it,” Ben scoffed and pushed his face back against the window.  “At least David looks happy… but where am I?”

Lyrah pointed at one of the tall, dining room windows.

The shivering dwarf shuffled further along, then pulled himself up to peer inside.  There sat a grumpy-looking Dwarf, his nose buried in rolls of parchment with various scribbles on them.  “But… but me boy.  I should be playin’ with me boy.”

”Eliza does not wish to be near you,” Drenan rumbled evenly.  “In the coming days, she gave up badgering you to travel.  She bought all of your son’s gifts without your input, and you retreated into your writing.”

”What did I end up gettin’ ‘er?”

Lyrah and Drenan looked at each other sadly.  “Nothing,” Lyrah answered.  “You more or less swore off Winter Veil.  It was too much work, in your mind, to bother, no matter how much you cared for her.”

Ben let himself drop back to the ground.  “But… ach, a gift exchange be one thing, but I always get somethin’ fer me wife!”

Drenan sighed.  “Hurt people, hurt people.  She was hurt you would not go, and you were hurt that she was affected by your selfish decision.”

The dwarf’s teeth started to chatter.  “B-but… th-th-thats… I ain’t…!”  He didn’t get to finish his sentence when he lurched forward and fell face-first into the snow, and everything went dark again.

* * * * *

This time, when Ben came to, he was not back at his desk.  The dwarf, still very much naked, lifted his head off the mossy ground… and found himself face-first with a weathered gravestone.  He yelped and launched off the ground, backpedaling into another grave among the many in the ancient graveyard.  Many of them, surprisingly, had gifts and flowers left upon them for Winter Veil, and a few even had holly and garland wrapped around them.

But not the one in front of him.

Ben swallowed hard and stared at the back of the smooth stone.  Fog had enveloped the graveyard, the chill air allowing him to see his breath in front of him.  After a few silent moments, a large, tall figure appeared among the fog, completely obscured by a black, hooded cloak that covered it from its head and dragged across the ground.

The dwarf’s heartbeat quickened as the figure approached.  “Ah-hah-hah… guessin’ yer the damn ‘Spirit o’ Winter Veils ter Come’ or some shite, eh?”

The Spirit of Winter Veils yet to Come said nothing.  One arm reached out instead, and one clawed finger pointed at the grave’s front.

His heart leapt up into his throat, but Ben slowly crawled around the grave, drawing nearer to the spirit, but screwed his eyes shut.  He squared himself up with the grave, then slowly but surely opened his eyes.  There was but a name etched upon its surface:

EBENEZER SCROOGE MCDUCK

Ben’s brow crinkled in confusion.  “Who the fuck is this?”

The spirit appeared to waver briefly, then its hand waved in the air.  The name on the grave vanished, replaced by:

BENJAMIN WILLINGHAMTERFUPPINSHIRE RIOTE

The dwarf stared flatly up at the spirit.  “Arright, if yer gonna scare me straight, do it proper.  That ain’t me middle name.”

Suddenly the front of the black cloak parted, and the white-furred face of a worgen female appeared at about chest height.  “Ugh, Papa Wolf!  We’re not supposed to make him just think he died alone!  Auntie told you that was gonna be dumb!”

The figure’s hood fell, revealing a slate-furred worgen’s face with one glowing green eye, the other covered by an eyepatch.  “It’s a method that’s worked flawlessly for decades.  Why not now?”

”Because modern people are too cynical!  We all know we’re gonna die!”  The white-furred worgen fumbled with the cloak, causing it to fly to either side, revealing her to be stark naked with her rump planted against the taller worgen’s hips.  “Sorry, Ben!  Someone got too excited watching Dre-dre and Ly-ly earlier!  I’m-“

”Starla, Carson,” Ben said, feeling his cheeks grow hot.  “I know ye both well.”
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