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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Shingeki_no_Kyojin_|_Attack_on_Titan
  Relationship:
      Krista_Lenz_|_Historia_Reiss/Ymir
  Character:
      Krista_Lenz_|_Historia_Reiss, Ymir_(Shingeki_no_Kyojin)
  Additional Tags:
      Holidays, Christmas, Oral_Sex, Dressup, Masturbation
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-12-27 Words: 2269
****** A Stocking Stuffer ******
by Atma
Summary
     "Ymirudolph the red nosed reindeer had a very shiny nose. And if you
     ladies ever saw it you'd say take me now you savage beast."
     Ymir dresses up for Christa in an unusual holiday outfit and seduces
     her to bed with a sweet Christmas gift.
Christa had been sitting quietly next to the fireplace, a blanket below her to
cushion her, watching the embers dance and flicker before her, a few snowflakes
drifting in and clinging to a nearby window. It was early, but the sun had long
since set, and winter had fully blanketed this part of the walls. She was cold,
sitting solely by the light of a lantern, hoping soon for some kind of reprieve
from the boredom that had also washed in with the snow outside.
As if on cue, someone came knocking on the door, with a rap-tap tapping and the
sounds of a few bells ringing.
“Yo! Er, ho ho ho? Something like that.” spoke a familiar voice outside.
“Whatever, fuck, it's cold out here and my tits are freezing off, let me in,
Christa!”
The poor blonde immediately shot up and opened the door, coming eye to eye with
Ymir, her normally dark tanned skin flushing a stinging red from the cold, her
skin covered by little but a sexy reindeer outfit, complete with an antler
headband and a fake red nose. A bell collar adorned her neck that jingled with
every slight movement and her body chattered and clattered in the snowy
doorstep. Her smile was wide and shaking, teeth shaking, as she blushed a bit
and barreled passed her lover into the warm cabin and immediately lay herself
on the blanket that Christa had been on.
“Ahh, fuck, I couldn't take that searing white cold anymore. Good girl for
getting the fire going ahead of me, though! C'mere, Christa, I got you a
thing.” said Ymir, slowly thawing out as she held out a small box, extending it
towards the other girl. “Merry Christmas. Though, with you, it's more like a
Merry Christa, isn't it?”
“....Ymir.” Christa had barely any time to react to seeing her friend in that
horribly hilarious getup, let alone be ready to accept a gift. It wasn't quite
like her to go all out on a holiday like this. Maybe a Christmas miracle had
happened and some good behavior and cheer had soaked even into Ymir's cranky
skin. She nodded and took the gift, opening it, watching as Ymir beamed in
anticipation and bit her lower lip oh so excited to see Christa unwrap it.
Inside was a small, beautiful gold pendant. There was no way in fuck Ymir could
afford this, unless she stole it or actually saved her beer money for something
other than booze. Did she really love her that much to make that big of a
sacrifice to get her something? It was kind of hard to tell, with Ymir rushing
over to put it around her neck for her and give her a big smooch on her cheek,
still jingling around in that ridiculous getup.
“So? What do you think, little miss goddess? The rest may worship you but only
I get to attend to private services, heehee!” Ymir tried to schmooze her way
into Christa's embrace, nuzzling against her.
“....Did you really buy this?” Christa still sat shocked.
“Wha? Of course I did! I'm not gonna go fucking stealing from someone at
Christmas! Give me a little credit! I worked hard for that, because I knew
you'd look gorgeous in it. Was worth it, really, you look absolutely stunning.”
Ymir replied, hugging Christa close. “Besides, that's only half your gift.”
The poor blonde's mind was so confused; Ymir really worked hard to get
something legit? The two had grown much closer lately, maybe all that was
starting to rub off on her. She smiled and blushed as she fiddled with the
pendant in her hand; it was really gorgeous. The gold glint in her eye as Ymir
let out a huge “YOINK!” and unlatched Christa's top from her, letting her bare
chest glow in the light off the fireplace.
Good god, those pale tits of hers looked somehow more inviting and touchable
with that red glow hanging off them. Ymir's eyes widened in anticipation as she
sat her favorite girl in her lap, wrapping her arms around her, fiddling with
that pendant and kissing Christa's cheek again.
“You look good like this, Christa. But you'd look even better all warmed up.
Wanna ride your mighty reindeer steed tonight?” Ymir whispered in her ear,
kissing her again and again, waiting to see if she could eke out a reply
between smooches.
“Fff, Ymir...” squeaked Christa, eyes shut as her whole body began to blush,
Ymir setting down the pendant between her girl's soft, pale tits and moving her
hands up to grope them and palm them warmly. “....Alright! Ahh! Warm me as you
please, you big stupid buck!”
“Oh, so you're admitting I'm the man here, are you?” Ymir beamed with pride,
taking her own top off and pressing her chest against Christa's back as she
trailed kisses up and down the pale girl's back and neck, tweaking at her cute
pink nipples and hoping to make her squirm and squeak more, holding her warm as
she lay her against the blanket they were on.
Ymir's busy fingers quickly worked to strip Christa of any shred of clothing
that once was on her, returning the favor and doing a little striptease for her
beloved lady. She pushed out her hips as her clothes came off them, tossing
them aside and towering over Christa like the titan she was, leaning in,
antlers and nose and collar still on, leering into Christa's eyes with great
lusty intent, thumbing the pale girl's arms and tits up and down a bit as she
grinned and spread her knees a bit, another curious hand slowly lowering to
palm at Christa's slit, leaning in for a kiss.
Tensions broke when Christa reached up and pushed against Ymir's bright red
reindeer nose, squeezing it and hoking it, laughing a bit as she did. “Ymir,
come on, you look ridiculous! How am I going to be seduced by a hot reindeer
stud when you've got that on?”
“Oh, easily, missy.” Ymir lay down next to Christa and held her close, nosing
her and kissing her all over, making sure to cover every inch of her body as
she reached back to grope that soft, white ass of hers, pinching it as she
purposely made sure to not touch a single bit of her slit, pressing her fake
red nose everywhere near it but on it itself, grinning and giggling as she did.
“Doesn't it feel nice and soft against you? Or should I buck you more, as you
implied I should?” she teased Christa before riding her own slit against the
side of Christa's hip and thigh some, making sure to leave a big, wet smear
down them as proof of the nibblings and nosings exciting her so.
“Ymir! Ahhh! S-stop! Stop or I'll...” Christa wriggled against Ymir's slit,
warming both of them up more than he fire ever could.
“Or you'll what?” Ymir pinched her own nose and lay on her back, picking
Christa up and laying her naked self across her tanned tits, grinning as she
looked up and blowing a kiss. The pendant Christa wore sway as she sat up, her
eyes meeting with Ymir's as she blushed and almost instinctively rubbed her
bits all over Ymir's hot tits, leaving telltale signs of her own hot arousal.
“You wanted a ride, right? Then hop aboard my mouth; the trip her made me tired
and hungry and I think I'm about ready to eat~”
“Ymir! Watch your mouth!” Christa blushed as she wiggled her wet slit closer to
Ymir's mouth, her blonde pubes glistening a bit as Ymir's hot breath met with
it, her red nose slowly bumping into Christa's cute little red clit and nosing
up against it, rubbing with delight as she slurped her tongue eagerly against
that sweet, pale and pink slit now sitting on her mouth.
“Oh, I will. Now ride, missy. Keep riding 'til I see streams of juices lodged
everywhere on my face and twice as much on my freckles!” Ymir moved Christa's
hands to her antlers, letting her hold on for tight for balance.
One of Ymir's hands supported Christa's backside, slowly thumbing at the curves
of her ass and around the center of her tailbone, the other slipping down and
slowly starting to finger herself and stroke her own clit as she let her tongue
and bright red toy nose slide and slip in and out of Christa. Fuck, she tasted
so sweet. She always did, making Ymir quickly hungrier and adamant as she would
stroke her tongue in and out of her lover's hole, slicking it and her juices
across her pubes, that nose of hers stroking round and hard against that
shining red clit before her. Every taste, every drop of Christa's juices
soaking into her face brought Ymir that much closer to cumming herself, her
fingers giving herself a thorough workover, stroking her clit in circles as she
groaned and grunted deep inside her girl, tightening her back as she bucked her
mouth forward between Christa's folds.
“Y-Ymir! Ahh, harder, faster! B-be a good buck now. Be a good steed. I'm close,
ahh!” Christa groaned, unable to contain herself. That silly toy nose of Ymir's
felt really really good against her skin, pushing against the whole of it
smooth and hard, bucking and nosing against it in ways she didn't think would
work, finding herself a bit ashamed she ever made fun of it. Her freckled fuck
clearly knew what she was doing as her slit was nibbled and sucked on, her clit
nice and engorged as she felt that nose slip inside her a few times, her clit
enveloped by Ymir's hungry mouth. Christa's own body tensed up as her hips
stroked against Ymir's hungry mouth, encouraging her and spurring her on
faster, their eyes hazy and glazed over, meeting a few times. There would be
that awkward sexy smile from Christa, and Ymir would try to smile back but her
lips were too busy feasting upon her girl's juices.
Ymir took those words Christa spoke and forced herself to cum first, stroking
herself in and out especially hard, thumbtip working under her clit as she made
her body come to the brink and push over, making her spill forth onto her
fingers hard as her hips bucked uncontrollably, muffling the groans from her
orgasm deep inside Christa's slit, using her wriggling and writhing to shake
against Christa's slit and clit, lapping and sucking at both hard, that
ridiculous jingle bell collar of hers shaking and playing a song as she came
and smeared the juices on Christa's backside, slapping her ass and encouraging
her to cum with her.
Before she knew it, Christa felt herself cum in return, shaking cutely as she
always did when Ymir ate her out, wiggling until juices leaked freely down
Ymir's lips and cheeks, dotting those freckles with the love she deserved. Her
moans and screams were both incoherent and adorable, with her attempts at
saying “Ymir!” and “I'm cumming!” interrupted by plentiful ahhing and oohing,
her face and chest both flush red from it all.
The two, short on breath, slowly climbed off each other and lay close,
snuggling into the blanket they were on, close to the fire as they panted and
kissed, Ymir sharing the taste of Christa's sweet girlcum as she pressed her
tongue inside, grinning. It was then she put a hand to her face, realizing her
toy nose had gone missing.
“Ahh, C-Christa! It's gone! Did it fall off when you got up or...?” asked Ymir,
confused and blushing.
The pale girl blushed back and shook her head, slowly reaching down to her own
slit and pulling a now thoroughly sticky toy red nose out of her slit and
putting it back on her freckled lover's nose. Ymir immediately became
overwhelmed happily in the musky smells of Christa's bits, licking a bit of it
off and laughing.
“Hey, I did warn you I would ride you hard, right? You yourself called for a
mighty bucking steed as I feasted on you, cutie.” Ymir teased, resting against
her girl and kissing more.
“...I wasn't expecting to enjoy your little red gift that much, Ymir!” Christa
flushed red, holding her pendant and smiling a bit, returning the kiss and
cuddling in close. “...Merry Christmas, Ymir.”
“Merry Christmas, Christa.” Ymir held her tight and warm, yawning a bit and
curling up into her.
“...Next year it's my turn to be your steed, though. Just pray you're extra
naughty in the coming year so you deserve it, Ymir~” Christa happily teased
back, smooching her girl and nuzzling into her chest to nod off in, one hand
happily clasped against that pendant. “I love you. Goodnight.”
“Love you too, cutie. Dream of me, now!”
All Ymir could do was tuck her in goodnight, squirming a bit in delight from
that comment. Goddamn, she was so lucky to have Christa as her gift every day
of the year. She would make sure that she wouldn't forget her promise, eager to
see what she could pull off a year from now with a bit more bedroom training.
She soon followed Christa off into dreamland, snoring hard, her collar jingling
now and again, refusing to take that nose off no matter the cost. Perhaps this
could be their cute little tradition.
A happy holidays indeed. Nothing quite like stuffing your girls' stocking full
and having her thank you for it to get you in the spirit. Maybe this Christmas
thing wasn't so bad after all.
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