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So… here’s part 2!! I’m so excited to show this to everyone! This is posted on here and on Ao3. Merry Christmas and enjoy!!🎁

Christmas Angel

~nsfw, oral sex, vaginal sex, Otto saves you!, actuators love you, first time with him, Christmas shopping

That morning you awoke on the couch still in your costume. After groggily washing off the remnants of makeup on your face and changing into something comfortable you sat on your couch and turned on the tv. After some normal news broadcasts a new story froze over the channel. You experienced the five stages of grief for the next 5 days, embarrassment and fear causing a whirlpool in your mind that you could not drain away. The fact that you drunkenly invited a criminal to your house, hit on him, and practically got rejected was a soul crushing reality you could not face. Trying to turn to your friends for aid they never seemed to believe you, and after days of trying to convince them it became awfully tiring and you stopped speaking about it. Eventually your worries drained from your brain as new problems arose in your life.

Christmas is 2 weeks away so you needed to start planning everything. A couple more decorations here and there were needed around your apartment, even if no one was coming for the holidays. Your friends came to mind, but knowing them they weren’t going to bother coming. So now you weren’t going to bother with getting them gifts. Call it petty but you didn’t care. Working yourself up to go out you made a list of decor and little things you wanted for the holidays. Hopefully Christmas won't be so lonely this year.

The streets of New York are bursting at the seams, people walking alongside you as you traverse through to find your way to the mall. Lights were strung across buildings giving the normally dingy and dirty street the feeling of walking in a winter wonderland. A deep rumble erupted through the street as an ear splitting screech rang through the air. People scattered like mice running between cars and pushing others to escape from the scene. You hadn't even seen what had happened yet until Spider-Man soared through the air. It seemed he was busy trying to catch someone, someone who made you stand still on the sidewalk in awe.

Like a true spectacle he hovered high and mighty, clung onto a building as he kept his position strong in his brawl with Spider-Man. Soon the screams of people drowned out and all you could focus on was him. How fluidly he moved as he threw punches and flung Spider-Man around like a ragdoll. His face became the center of your attention as you could notice the details of it more and more- A car got flung and crashed next to you. The exploding vehicle snapped you out of your hypnosis as the situation now became increasingly real. You pressed your back onto a wall as they now began fighting in the street. Sure you have been kind of near one of Spider-Man’s altercations but not right in front of one!

The burning smell and blaring police sirens circling you made you feel faint, like everything around you started to churn and your brain was trying to vomit everything out the more it came through. You noticed the bags he held so tightly onto, never letting them go no matter how high the stakes were. He furiously looked around as if finding a lost item in desperation, and fortunately he noticed you. Seeing as you were the closest to him apart from any other pedestrian felt like a tiny gift left just for him, a gift he wouldn’t dare get dirty.

An actuator shot towards you so swiftly you didn't register it until the metal arm squeezed you so tightly it knocked the wind out of you. In the midst of being halted into the air and hurled around you realized someone had spoken but nothing registered in your head. It was all muffled and the clamorous freezing winds engulfed your senses making it unbearably overstimulating. The once calm winter walk became a blizzard to conquer. A mixture of believing that this may be a fantasy and you could possibly die seeped into your stomach like butterflies clawing at your skin. You shut your eyes and clung onto the arm that held you, hoping to feel warmth soon.

The wind no longer attacked your body and soon your feet actually felt solid ground. You hastily opened your eyes to be met with a dimly lit alleyway just close by to the mall. The snake-like arm uncurled from your body and returned to its owner. You stared up at him as he looked down at you. At least you assumed since his eyes were hidden from his dark shades. He carried that brooding demeanor with him like a badge of honor. His hair was tousled and ragged and a small trail of blood dripped down from his nose and onto his lip causing him lick it away. Now you realized that your sexual attraction definitely was not a cause from the alcohol.

An awkward silence emerged and clung around the both of you as you contemplated running away but couldn’t because your legs felt so weak he’d most likely catch you before you could take a step. But he had no problem making his advances towards you. He quickly closed the gap between you two, seemingly analyzing you closer.

“Almost didn’t recognize you, all covered up like that.” His husky voice shot poisoned arrows into your wilted heart, causing you to swoon involuntarily. Your face turned beet red as you realized what he meant, the fact that he first met you in such a risque outfit added onto the embarrassment of the entire ordeal.

“You should be more careful sweetheart, can’t have an innocent little thing like you being in the middle of dangerous situations like that.” You stared down at the floor unable to look at his face anymore, his cocky grin making you feel helpless.

Metal whirring came closer to you as an actuator slowly reached your face and slightly tilted your chin up to look at him.

“Stay safe, I’ll stop by to visit you later, little angel.” You blinked in response, utterly dumbfounded by how suave this man was. But surely you hadn’t missed what he said, “I’ll stop by to visit later”?! Like as in your house?! He readjusted the grip of his hands on the giant money bags and swiftly climbed out without saying another word. You just had to sit there in the dim alley rethinking everything.

Curse whoever built your apartment complex. Curse the people who invented apartments. You heaved up the multitude of bags you had up the second floor of your complex wishing death on those who made stairs a reality. Hopefully they’ll receive coal under the tree this year. After finally reaching your door you dramatically dropped all of the bags onto the floor to open up the door. Shoving all of the bags into your home you shut the door with a sigh. There was a tranquility in your house like a midnight winter ambiance that put you at peace after the grueling work you put yourself through fighting the sea of people rampaging the mall.

You lazily decided to leave the bags stranded in your living room to get ready for bed since it was getting late.

After dressing yourself and completing your daily night routine you stumbled into the kitchen to retrieve a small snack to eat before bed, the sight of all the shopping bags sprawled on the floor made you grumble in annoyance. Maybe before anything you should move them into your room to organize later. As you go to reach for one a tiny tap brings you to a halt. You freeze trying to see if you would hear that noise again. And you do hear it again, a bit louder this time. You realize it sounded like a tapping sound. You look over to your living room where your sliding glass door stood leading out to your balcony. A gigantic dark figure stood at your window, a pair of glasses being illuminated by the reflection of your christmas lights. A hand waved and another tap came through, but it wasn’t by a hand per-say. You gasped upon realizing who it was and you couldn’t bring yourself to move an inch from your spot. There he stood on your balcony asking for access, he truly did keep his word. He raised his hands in a defensive move, the actuators rising mimicking him with opened claws. You took a deep breath and tried to decide. Should you let a criminal in your house or ban him from ever seeing you. So far he’s only proven that he would hurt anyone but you and has shown you nothing but respect, even in his own odd way. You cautiously walked to your balcony and rested your hand on the handle. Now his face was more visible. He widely smiled, flashing his pearly teeth at you. Well you did let him in before, what would be the harm now?

His heavy boots stomp onto your carpet as he rolled his shoulders with a content sigh, most likely relishing the warmth of your apartment as opposed to the winter freeze outside.

“Who’s that for?” He nodded over to the hoard of bags by the kitchen.

“It’s for me.” He groaned at your answer.

“Sure it’s not for your moronic acquaintances?”

“No!” He snickered under his breath to your defense.

“Why did you come to visit me?” You asked, crossing your arms. He hummed and his once bold smile turned into a tight frown. He opened his mouth slightly but didn’t utter a word, like he wanted to say something but couldn’t.

“Is something wr-”

“Do you remember that night?” He interjected, face stone cold staring at you.

“I do..” You responded, now fidgeting with a hangnail. With a wide stride he took a step closer to you. Now you noticed how close he was to you, his gasoline scented aura tickled your nose and burned your throat. His eyebrows furrowed in a painful wince, still looking down upon you. But to your knowledge you assumed he was upset at you for some reason you couldn't place. What you didn’t know was how feral he was feeling. The constant interjections of his actuators talking in his head, feeding him their terrible thoughts about you made him feel dirty. But he came, and there was no going back.

“You haven’t escaped my mind.” His slightly tremulous voice goes unnoticed by you.

“You haven’t either..” You internally shamed yourself for your honesty. He reached up for his glasses with his leather covered hand and took his shades off, slipping them into the inner pocket of his trenchcoat. You looked up and felt hypnotized by the color of his eyes. Like sparkling snow globes they glistened in the soft lights of your living room. Dark coffee swirling in a cream colored mug on christmas morning. Surely there couldn’t be more to make this man MORE attractive than he already was. His pupils were blown wide, almost engulfing his entire iris and your face warmed up at how his dark primal eyes trailed down your body. He had layers of coats on and in contrast you had a simple see through nightgown over your undergarments. Now realizing that almost everything of yours was visible you rushed to cover yourself up.

“Don't be scared sweetheart.” His cocky grin creeped back up as he took another step, his plush stomach now almost touching you. Your eyes were glued onto his bare chest, just like the first time you met him. You could feel the saliva pooling in your mouth at how ravenous he looked. His gloved hands ran up your arms leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake and held your shoulders giving them a light squeeze. You held in a whine at how big and warm his hands felt against your bare shoulders.

“Well if we both have been thinking of each other then that must mean the attraction is mutual.” He gave you an inquisitive look hoping to get a good response out of you. You were so taut that all you could do was stare up at him through your eyelashes with a shaky breath. You were so enveloped in him that the growing disturbance between your thighs grew hotter the more he held eye contact with you.

His hands slithered farther up and now rested on your neck. You let out a tiny gasp as his thumbs pressed softly against your windpipe. The smirk on his face never faltered and you could tell that any reaction you gave him fed into his ego.

“You make it very hard to control myself darling. Do you know the effect you’ve had on me?” He growled, his eyes frantically scanning you as if trying to make sure he memorized every aspect about you before it could slip away. You shake your head, but god could you not ignore the pet names he used on you. Everytime he slipped one in your body shuttered in anticipation.

“I’m.. I'm sorry.” You whispered, your big teary eyes piercing his soul. With a snarl he pulled you in by the neck, harsh cold metal digging into your stomach as he held you closely to him.

“You little succubus.” His breath was hot against your face, noses almost touching as his fingers lightly threaded against the baby hairs on your neck making you squirm in his arms. The grumbling in his chest vibrated against your body with every breath he took.

“You're infecting me with this tempting disease, it would be a shame if I enacted on my desires, hm?” You greedily shook your head, unable to handle how he had been resisting his urges anymore. He gave you a pitying look for your distress and hummed.

“My starving little girl, let me be your savior.” His hands slipped into your hair as he smashed his lips into yours. You gasped against his mouth, his pillowed lips desperately finding yours in a fervent kiss.

His actuators snaked behind you pulling you in closer to their master, making sure you were locked in place. You whined against his lips already feeling the bruising your lips would have from his aggressive attack on you. His hands left knots in your hair from gripping your scalp with urgency. Teeth and tongues clashed against each other in a battle for power, but it was undeniably clear that he would always be victorious. One of his hands now trailed down your back with sending shivers down it. You were so distracted from how his tongue tasted of deep roasted coffee and cigars that you hadn’t noticed how sneakily he slipped his knee between your legs, slowly parting your thick thighs with his own. With a loud moan into his mouth you felt paralyzed from his sudden movements of rubbing his knee against your heat and assertively gripping your ass all in one swift motion.

You two finally parted, now being able to catch your breath that he had stolen from you.

“Doc-”

“No no sweetheart.” He placed a sloppy kiss onto your cheek.

“Call me Otto, please.” He pleaded, placing another down your jawline. He continued to leave disarrayed and uncalculated kisses onto your skin making you melt into him even further. He kneaded your ass with care and softened his grip in your hair, now just holding you with a tender touch. You wrapped an arm around his neck and nuzzled into his neck breathing his natural musk.

“Let us be somewhere comfortable so I can fully take you in.” He grumbled into your ear. Swiftly he picked you up by the waist and carried you to your room with the help of your instructions.

Placing you onto the bed he began kissing you again, this time a bit more hastily as he now trailed down your neck while simultaneously pushing you to lay down. His actuators made quick work of pinching your dress and pulling it up over you. He licked and sucked on your burning skin, leaving tiny marks with his teeth all over your collarbones and chest. Nipping at your skin made you sink into your bed sheets, squirming against your fuzzy blanket. He hovered over you and smirked, his eyes fully blackened from his enlarged pupils.

“My kind naive little angel, how I've missed you. And to see you like this? What a treat.” His gaze lingered on your half naked body making you cover your face in embarrassment and shrink under his large frame.

“Oh no sweetheart don't be shy,” He cooed “We will do wonderful things to you. Won't we?” An actuator plucked your arms and tore them away from your face, the others swiveled in the air in response. Otto chuckled over you and placed his hands on your waist. With a silent command a free arm ripped your bra from your body, fully exposing you for them to see. You gasped and thrashed from being unable to cover yourself, the grip on the arm on your wrist tightening the more you resisted.

“Otto!”

“I’m sorry angel, I’ll buy you a new one don’t you worry.” He disregarded the torn up bra with no remorse and lowered himself onto you.

“Gorgeous, utterly gorgeous.” He muttered under his breath. You looked away from his burning gaze, embarrassed that a man you knew so little of was seeing you so quickly. But oh how he treated you like no other. He whispered more complements to you as his hands grazed all over your bare skin. Treading up to your breast he gave them a light squeeze. You whimpered in delight as his thumbs came to your nipples and began swirling them in circles.

“Sensitive are we?” He mocked, savoring the lewd noises that came out of your mouth. With his fingers he tugged and fondled your hardened nipples making them sting with a delightful pain. Pulling his hand away from one of them he took the untouched bud into his mouth, swirling it around in his warming mouth. You cursed under your breath and slightly arched your back off the bed, pushing yourself into his mouth.

“Ah!” He nibbled on your nipple slightly making you squirm. With a pop! He released his mouth off you and examined your state. Flushed face, heaving chest, wet tits from his own saliva, you were divine, and he now reached a point of no return. As if your skin had a mind altering poison, he could get off on you like a high he never wanted to get down from. And the same could be said for you. You were too into it to care anymore, he was liberating and caring. You wanted nothing more than to be set free by him, and he was going to deliver.

Trailing kisses down your stomach he took every second to compliment you.

“Gorgeous girl.”

“Sexy angel.”

“Perfect princess.” He made sure to feed you every loving thought he and the actuators shared of you on a silver spoon. Now he rested on his knees in front of the bed, running his hands along your thighs.

“Sweetheart I must ask, do you want to proceed?” He stared up at you through your legs, still massaging your tender flesh.

“Please Otto..” You pleaded, nodding with certainty. He closed his eyes with a grunt and spread open your legs with no time to waste. He planted sweet kisses down your thigh, making sure you felt every sensation. Teasingly he moved to your other thigh making you groan and fall back onto the bed with impatience. He tutted at your behavior and continued to take his time, leisurely planting pillowed kisses along your pillowy thighs. You mewled in pleasure as he got closer and closer to the one place you needed him the most. His hot breath ghosted your clothed cunt, and he left a final kiss to it before pulling your panties off.

The cold air hit your bare pussy, making you shutter, but he made sure to alleviate your sudden discomfort. Tiny smooches along your lips made you mewl in satisfaction.

“Hmm, all shaved for me?” He looked up at you with a mischievous smirk, loving how bothered he made you. He licked a stripe up to start and dove in soon after. Nuzzling between your lips he gave your clit kitten licks that made you let out an uncontrollable moan.

“Oh my!” You whined, trying to tug your arms from under the actuator holding you down. He smiled against your clit and continued to gift you stimulation. You bit your lip as he moved down to your hole, now circling your entrance with his tongue. Slipping his tongue slowly into you you let out a string of moans and curses, your body turning to jelly as you spread your legs wider for him to gain more access. His nose nudged your clit as his warm tongue slowly plunged in and out of you. The tight grip on your thighs were replaced with the actuators now holding onto your legs and pushing them upwards, letting Otto spread your sopping pussy open with his thumbs as he continued to delve into your insides with his mouth. Soon he was able to push the entirety of his lengthy tongue in you, rubbing against your sensitive walls. Your mouth hung agape unable to register all of the overwhelming emotions he was making you feel, the loud squelching noises coming from you was burned into your brain permanently. You felt the slight strain in your pussy from how much he stretched you out with his tongue and pulled open your sweet lips for him to fully ravage you. From time to time he hummed in delight, the vibrations coming from deep within him reminding you of how he truly enjoyed your taste. The actuator finally set your arms free and they went flying to his hair despite the strain you felt in them. You relished his soft curls and pushed his head deeper into you, desiring more. And now that familiar feeling was undeniable, that tight coil below being strained by the second. Your heartbeat quickened and the room's temperature now felt like a large cozy blanket had been thrown onto you. The arm that had held you down came up to your face and opened its claw, a bright white light shining in your face making you look away. He brung one of his thumbs up to your clit giving it agonizingly slow paced circles, seemingly knowing that you were almost ready from how your walls squeezed his tongue. The cold leather of his gloves got slicked from your natural wetness making it easy for him to please you.

Panting like a dog your hands hysterically twisted every curl on his head chasing your high, every second pushing you closer to the edge of madness. You looked back at the actuator that still held its gaze onto you, hovering and observing. You couldn’t look away until it finally hit. Loud moans filled the room as your iron grip on his hair made him grunt into you only egging on your harsh orgasm. Saliva dribbled down the side of your mouth while you shook, cum flooding his mouth as he sucked every last drop out of you. He pulled away with a gasp catching his breath after being suffocated for so long. You went limp, your orgasm fading away. Your sheets were soaked and the cold air now felt worse than before on your dripping wet pussy.

Still star struck, you looked down at him, and he was a total mess. His shaggy hair skewed and knotted, his face flushed and wet from your juices, and a drunken look to his eyes as he still managed to look up at you with hunger made you even more weak.

“Don’t think we’re finished.” He crawled back up to you, connecting your lips once more. He turned you over to lay on top of him and held your shoulders as he nipped at your lips. You pulled back and rested your head on his chest, still unable to think clearly. Plus that damn light made your vision blurred. He ran his hands along your back, your skin nice and warming. You realized he still had his clothes on, and here you were naked. You got up and slipped down to the same position he was in before, on your knees in front of the bed.

“My sweet girl wants to return the favor?” He chuckled in surprise. You dumbly nodded and tugged at his pants fidgeting with the button and zipper. Your hands were slightly shaky with this being your first time giving head. The bulge in his boxers was like a delicious pastry packaged away in a sealed box and you couldn’t wait to open up your present. Pulling his trousers and boxers down in one go all of your confidence went out the window. His cock wasn’t the largest by any means, but it’s sheer thickness made up for it. It was plump and dripped slightly with precum. With a wet smack it laid against his metal binder twitching in impatience.

You cautiously took it in your hands and gave it a pump. Apparently it was good because the guttural moan that escaped his mouth meant you were on the right track. You tried to remember all the knowledge you gained from videos and movies you have watched to your advantage and started off slow. Giving him tight but deliberate pumps on his shaft turned him to turmoil. His legs naturally spread giving you more space between them to sit comfortably. Since it began to go dry you accumulated saliva and spat on his dick, lubricating it to make your movements easier. You noticed the actuators laid on the bed, swiveling around slightly. Finally taking the plunge you wrapped your mouth around his tip, swirling your tongue around it. That ended him, and now he held your head and began pushing you down further. Your eyebrows furrowed as he pushed more and more of his thick cock in your mouth, stretching it open and making your jaw unhinge. You could only manage a little over half way before your gag instincts kicked in. But he wouldn’t let go and kept holding your head making it bob up and down.

You tried all the tricks you knew to keep yourself from gagging, and eventually you grew accustomed to his size in your mouth, even making sure to swirl your tongue along his tip as you went up. Another actuator slowly slid up to you with an open claw, the white light in your face once more. You were still unsure why but decided to give it a show if that’s what it wanted. You hallowed out your cheeks and kept your eyes glued onto the light giving it a moan or explicit face every once and a while. And after starting that you could feel him twitch more frequently in your mouth, and the sounds increased in noise.

“Teasing little girl..” He whispered between breaths.

“You like playing your little games dont you?” Soon he disappointedly gripped your skull and ripped your head away from his dick. A long string of saliva connected your mouth and his tip as you huffed from your hard work. You wondered why he hadn’t finished in your mouth. Maybe he didn’t like it? Maybe you did horrible! Two actuators pulled you up gently by the arms and set you on his stomach again.

“Your wonderful sweet girl.. Truly a blessing.” He then praised you, making you flushed.

“Don’t stress darling, I'm saving myself for later..” His words struck a chord in you suddenly making your anxiety spike.

“Wait-” You yelped as he spun you around, crash landing onto your bed. He once again crawled onto you and held your legs up for him to slither between. He held his hard cock and began to align himself to your hole.

“Otto, I'm not very experienced..” You pleaded to him. He gave you a sympathetic glare and slapped his cock onto your clit making you whimper.

“I’ll be gentle, only for my little angel.” He slowly slid his dick between your folds, teasing your entrance with every thrust. You felt yourself slipping to insanity the more you craved him. You were never this cock driven but you would go to the ends of the earth for this man. He came up to your neck and gave it a comforting kiss, grounding you.

“Try and relax sweetheart..” He entered you very cautiously making sure you were adjusting accordingly, and oh how you tried to relax. His thick cock plunged into you filling you like no previous toy could.

“Fuck Otto!” You screamed out, grasping his back with bare claws. He shushed you sweetly and continued until he bottomed out. You both laid there with heavy breaths just holding onto each other getting accustomed to the pleasure of being soul tied. With a final huff he began moving inside you.

“Goodness you’re tight sweetheart.” He groaned into your ear, making you shutter. Your tight pussy clenched around him so snugly he wasn’t sure he’d be able to pull out. Not that he wanted to.

He kept a consistent pace in you, the rhythm of slaps and moans filtered through your room. Your hands rubbed his strong tense back loving the feeling of his entire body pushing up against you. The leisurely pace was comfortable, but you needed more.

“Mmm, Otto..” You whined.

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Harder.” He devilishly chuckled and slammed into you full speed. You were left stunned,your pussy stinging slightly from the sudden move.

“Think you can handle me little angel?” He asked. You nodded, desperate for more. He slid out, making you groan in annoyance. Your pussy now clenching around nothing.

“Hey!” He flipped you over with ease and brung your hips up. Your face was pressed into your blankets as your ass was bare for him. You whimpered and gripped the sheets as he gave you a hard slap on the ass, then began massaging the tender flesh.

“You just can’t get enough of me can you?” He began slipping himself in again making sure to have a steady grip on your hips. Your noises were muffled from the sheets as you let loose, pushing yourself back into him. Now he started again but way faster than before, your ass slapping and jiggling with every thrust.

“I might just be greedy and keep you. Have you at my disposal as my little toy, how does that sound?” You whined in response, voice muffled and hard to register. You gasped when an actuator viciously pulled you up by the hair, arching your back to an impossible bend.

“Answer me sweet girl.” His voice was more demanding now, as if he truly was serious with his question.

“Yes, yes!” You cried out, tears forming at the ends of your eyes from how hard he was pounding into you. The grip of your hair was replaced with Otto’s own hand, the actuator now pointing to your face. Soon all four hovered over you, observing every angle of your contorted body as Otto rammed his thick cock into your pussy.

Saliva dripping from your mouth and eyes rolling back made quite the show for him. The more you held your cute face the harder he went down on you. He’d slap your ass, loving the way it jiggled from his hard hands. Heat burned inside of you as your orgasm was close. You clutched your sheets and tried to remain stable. Your head burned from his iron grip on you but he opted to switch it out for choking you instead. Gripping your neck, your breathing became fast paced and short. Your vision blurred from the tears in your eyes as he now thrusted into you with sporadic movements. He brung you up to lay against his chest and gritted into your ear,

“Come now sweetheart, come for me.” A few more thrusts and you were gone, your orgasm sent you to the heavens above, your contracting pussy clenching him far more than before. As you went limp he let go of you, making you face planting into your soaked sheets. Before he could nut inside you he pulled out and finished on your ass.

Cold liquid slowly dripped down your back, thighs, and from your pussy. Your empty hole adjusted to the normality of being empty and your mind began to clear. Your knees slipped and left you lying face down on your bed comfortably taking in the soft blankets. The bed dipped and light footsteps faded from your room. If you weren’t incapable of walking you’d be sprung from your bed running after him. Soon he came back, gently running his hands against your legs to signal he was back.

“It’ll be cold.” A damp towel cleaned up your body making sure you were left as clean as he found you. You hummed in delight and turned over to him. He stood at the foot of the bed gazing upon you, but now without that hunger in his eyes. His eyes were soft and caring, wet and down turned. You waved for him to come to you and he thankfully took it, plopping down beside you on the bed. You both kept each other's gaze, taking in everything that had happened tonight. His coco colored eyes made you dream of eggnog and hot chocolate on christmas morning as you drifted off to sleep in his arms. He had finally come back to you-to his angel.

You awoke in your bed bright and early, snuggled up in countless blankets and pillows. Blinking your eyes you recalled what happened last night. Gasping you looked around and realized you were alone in your bed. Disappointment flooded your mind and you turned over and brung a blanket up trying not to get upset. Then a sticky note stood out to you pasted on your night stand.

“Had to leave for the day darling. I’ll be back later in the day.” It read. You smiled softly and your nerves dissipated. Then you noticed a tiny box next on the floor. Opening the tiny wrapped parcel revealed a new lace bra.

“For ruining your other one.” Another note was left inside. You sighed contently and snuggled back into bed. Maybe Christmas won't be so lonely this year.

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