Mistletoe

by Pixie Chica

  “No, you’re crazy in love with me, and I’m glad because I lost my heart to you from the start. Now when do I get to meet my in-laws I got loads of questions. Oh. My. Gawd. Does that mean we’re going to the North Pole?”

  Nodding my head, she bolts from my hold. “Oh I have to tell Kent, no shit, I have to go to the shop. I have to get all my ducks in a row. Oh shit, I just got that big order in, I’ll have to tell them I can’t keep supplying it. I need a wedding dress.” She says a mile a minute, and I have to pull her back to me. “Hey we got plenty of time for all that, but about that shipment.”

  “What about it?” She asks a bit confused, that I know what she’s talking about.

  “SC Inc, it’s Santa Claus Inc., my parents aren’t that inventive. I was the one who ordered all the ornaments. I didn’t realize it was you who made them until earlier when I saw the boxes in the closet.”

  ‘What are the odds? I still can’t believe everything. I didn’t think you’d ever kiss me the way you were that first time, let alone fall in love with me.”

  “And look, I did no magic needed, not even Mistletoe.”

  Now it’s her turn to look at me like she’s got something to hide, and I furrow my brow. “Wellllllll… There may have been a little Mistletoe. My full name is Grace Mistletoe Frost, my grandmother was allowed to name the children, and let’s just say she had a sense of humor. So you did have a little Mistletoe after all.”

  This morning waking up to her in my arms after making love multiple times during the night I felt like a new woman. My only thought is to make her happy, and all the issues from my past becoming irrelevant in the presence of my true purpose. To love Grace until my last breath, and make love to her until she passed out from exhaustion and pleasure.

  Yup, my life had done a complete turnaround to the point I am even willing to forgive my brother. Although, I’ll have a long talk with him first and then I’ll let him off the hook. I still want to be part of the whole operation, and after talking it over with Grace, we have decided we want to make our life up in the North Pole. It wouldn’t have mattered if she wanted to stay here, because where she was I am, and there is no going back from that.

  “You ready to go talk to him?”

  “Yeah, it’s been a long time coming and I think we both need this closure, especially if we are ever going to move forward.” I take the cup of coffee she brings me, and enjoy it before heading over to Crystal’s apartment. Outside is Kent looking like he’s seen something he much rather he didn’t.

  “Hey is my brother inside? I don’t know if he came over to Crystal’s or not.” I ask.

  “Oh, I’m sure he’s inside something and came all over that apartment. I don’t know what freaky shit he’s into but when I walk in to her screaming, yessss Santa let me ride that Candy Cane… Yeah, nope I’m done. I’m not going in there until someone disinfects it.” Kent says shaking his head.

  His words hit me, and I immediately shudder at the thought. The last thing I want to think about is my twin doing the deed with anyone, let alone using the Santa name for the dirty. Just as I’m trying to not hurl at the thought, the door unlocks, and out comes my brother shirtless and with a huge smile on his face.

  “Well it looks like a party, come in! Crystal’s in the shower getting cleaned up.”

  Kent gives him a once over with a scowl on his face. “Yeah, I’m sure she is, that dirty bird. And you, you better not have done anything indecent in my living room. I will throw holy water on you and I’m not even religious. Santa, pfft, of all the damn kinks you got the anti-Christmas demon to chant about candy canes and Santa dick. I half expected that from this one...ewww, now I got both of you in my mind. I can only imagine what kind of ex-rated north pole porn shit you two got into. Oh no, I need to go somewhere that isn’t going to ruin my pure eyes.” He says walking away still reprimanding us under his breath.

  “What was that all about?” Joe asks genuinely curious.

  “That, my new brother-in-law, was you scarring our best friend for life. He heard you guys in the act and was less than amused. No worries, I get it, your sister here is beast too.”

  “Ewwww, why just why?” He yells out.

  “You’re welcome, baby. Now you two are even.” My feisty defender says going past him and into the apartment. Leaving us both equally disturbed and with no choice but to deal with each other.

  “So… You found yourself someone. I’m happy for you.” I say truly meaning it.

  “Yeah, she’s the one. You know? I came down here, so mad, looking for you. I was so pissed and ready to storm, I knocked on the wrong door and she opened. I was gone, like if I was under a spell. I don’t even care about being Santa, I just want to be happy and make her happy.”

  “I think this is the first time we’ve ever agreed on something. Once I met Grace, everything else was secondary. I don’t know how we got to the point where you hated me so much, but I don’t want to keep fighting. We’re family and I don’t want to lose that.”

  “I never hated you Brandie, is that what you thought this whole time?” He asks and I nod, confirming my feelings.

  “Shit, I never realized that’s what you thought. I mean yeah, we had our fights, but I have always loved you. You’re my sister, my twin and that can never go away.” I can see he feels upset about all the misunderstandings and I feel it too. That special bond we once shared coming back. He’s hurting and honestly, I have been, too.

  “We used to be close, when we were younger, always dreamed about running it together, and then I don’t know, we drifted apart.” I say looking to the floor, knowing this has gone on for far too long.

  “Then you outshined me in every way and it made me mad. It was supposed to be us and there was just no competing with you. Instead of talking it out or trying to reach out to you, I closed you off.”

  “What do you mean I outshined you? You never cared to be part of anything. I know I may have been an ass but I won’t apologize for being who I am. You’re going to have to tell me what the heck you’re talking about?”

  “The truth, Brands?” He asks calling me the old nickname he had for me. It has been years since he used it and a memory of us running down the workshop together comes to mind.

  “That’s not saying much , Joe.”

  “I know it’s just been so long since you and I have been friends, it’s hard to get the words out. But I don’t want to say the wrong thing here and start another fight. You should be in the North Pole, not me. You were always the brighter one, the one with more spirit and definitely the one dad saw running things. Ron never wanted to be up there, he used us as an excuse to get out of it. So by default it came to me and I know how everyone thinks I’m wrong for the job.”

  “You’re shitting me, right? Dad has always wanted you to take over. And I really don’t know what you're getting at. Since when am I brighter, or more spirited, last I checked you always thought I was dumb and in the last century.”

  “I told you, I was jealous, years ago I heard Mom and Dad talking, and I know I shouldn’t have eavesdropped but, they made it clear. I was there just because of tradition. Ron had the smarts, and you had the Christmas spirit, and I well… I was just the one who was going to get it without any work. So I became what they thought of me. I just didn’t care to put any effort into it. I fucked up, Brands.” He says and I can the sincerity behind his eyes. Is this what caused all this? Is this why we drifted so far apart? Needing to know I ask him. He simply nods.

  “Oh Joe, why didn’t you come to me? We are twins, I always knew when you were upset, but you wouldn’t open up to me. You don’t think I missed my brother?”

  “I don’t know you seemed fine without me pulling you down.”

  Pulling him into a hug I hold him tight. “You never pulled me down, I was missing a part of me. And I see that now, no more fighting. We don’t need Ron, or our parents’ opinions. We can run it together, bring a little bit of both of us. ”

  He kisses th
e top of my forehead. “Okay, no more fighting, but... I don’t promise to not beat your ass in a snow fight.”

  “Um… we are in Florida, unless it’s a sand fight, it’s not happening.”

  “I mean when we go back to the North Pole. We have to eventually.”

  “True…that place can’t function without us. But, um…how open are you to having Kent come with us. From what I gather, these two girls are his only family.”

  “I’m gonna need all the backup I can get, to get Crystal to not lose it when she finds out the place she’s been lobbying against actually exists. Although, with the earlier incident, he might want to kill me.”

  “Good luck, you’re going to need it.”

  Chapter Nine

  Brandie

  Christmas Eve - North Pole…

  “Oh Mrs. Claus, where are you?” I call out to my wife. Wife, I can’t even believe those words are true. When my brother suggested the double wedding last night at the little chapel, I jumped right in wanting to give my wife her wish. Be Mrs. Claus before Christmas. What better way to start out new life up here than to be married with my one? We left Florida within a couple days, although it didn’t go over so well with Grace’s brother. He thought his sister had finally lost it, but I promised we’d pay him a visit once the Holiday season was over.

  The chaos that had taken over the place was massive and it took my brother’s quick thinking and tech work to get us ahead of schedule. Crystal made sure we had an endless supply of food to give to the workers, who were more than happy to work the extra hours. Molly and her made quite the pair over at the lounge and I could see how well they were going to get along. Molly had always wanted a daughter and Crystal was distanced from both her parents. That relationship only grew when Crystal informed her new pseudo-mother that she had just the guy for her son. I was staying out of that one. Kent had decided to leave everything behind since he didn’t have a family, either and he was set to arrive a couple of days ago.

  I was set to pick him up with Grace, but Crystal insisted that she had it. I could see the mischief in her eyes, she was up to something. With my brother occupied, I knew she had way too much time on her hands to execute her plan. I hadn’t gone and check on him, but tonight was not the night, because I was ready to find my wife. I wanted nothing more than to lay with her and make love all night. Who would have thought I would have something better to do than obsess over the company on Christmas Eve? “Baby where are you?” I call out again.

  “I’m coming… or will be anyway soon. Just sit there and wait for me.”

  Sitting back I wait for whatever little ruse she has for me. When All I want For Christmas Is You starts playing, in the background my eyes snap open from where I was resting them. There in front of me is Grace, in nothing but a ribbon wrapped strategically around her chest, and a short flared out Christmas skirt. Her red heels that drive me wild, are the perfect accessory for those long legs I love to have wrapped around me. But my favorite part of her ensemble is all the mistletoe she has on her body. Placed in the naughtiest of places.

  As the song plays, she struts towards me, dancing in a seductive little dance, that has my panties sticking to myself and my core clenching with need. I reach out for her but, she smacks my hand away and sashays away going back to her little dance.

  “You are gonna end up on the naughty list, Mrs. Claus.” I warn her.

  “That’s the plan. I don’t want any gifts, I want you. I got a whole year to behave, but not tonight.”

  “Well don’t keep me waiting come over here so I can unwrap my gift. Although, Christmas isn’t until morning.”

  “It’s Christmas somewhere.” She says plopping herself on my lap, her legs spread on either side of me, and I can see her pussy peeking up at me from the skirt that has now ridden up.

  “Yes this is true, and frankly I don’t give a shit. This gift, I’m unwrapping right now and wrapping those thighs around my face, so I can get that sugary sweetness I have been missing all day.”

  “And who said I was gonna make this easy?”

  “You didn’t. I just don’t care because I’m gonna take what I want.”

  My words cause her to break out in goosebumps all over her skin. I pull her to me, cupping her ass and squeezing. Her nipples pebble against the ribbon, that’s the only barrier stopping me from seeing her tits bounce free.

  “Are you now? I don’t think that’s how this works, Mrs. Claus.” She sasses at me, and the wicked smile I give her affects her just as I had hoped for. She momentarily closes her eyes. Seizing the opportunity, I grip her cheeks hard forcing her to buck forward and grind against me. Her pussy making contact with my covered center. My action is rewarded with a moan leaving her red lips.

  Taking control of the situation, I continue to push her back and pull her into me, the friction is causing my own wetness to drench my pants. Needing more, I pull off the ribbon with my teeth. Just as I wanted, they bounce free, taking one into my mouth, letting my tongue graze over the nipple as I do. Looking up at her from this position, eyes closed mouth slightly open from the pleasure, she’s fucking gorgeous. She brings her hand up to her other breast squeezing it, almost as if she is mimicking what I am doing with my mouth. I feel her body start to tremble and I know she could come from just this action alone, but I want more. I want to make her scream in need. Releasing her breast with a pop, I slide my hand up her back and to her neck.

  I pull her to me until her ear is inches away from my lips. I bite it softly and watch the way her breath hitches at the contact. “I want you to turn around and back that luscious ass of yours all the way back so I can feel it grinding on me. You can do that for me right, beautiful.”

  She has yet to open her eyes, still too lost on the pleasure. She simply nods and I raise her wrist to my mouth. Placing a single kiss there, as I scrape my teeth against her pulse. “I need words.”

  “Yes, I...can.” She says in a raspier voice than normal. Lifting her up by the same wrist, I help position her just as I asked. She eagerly obliges. She’s pressed up against my center and the way it rubs against me has me soaking my pants even more. I pull the ribbon out of her hair letting her locks fall down. Wrapping my wrist around it I pull her back so her neck is exposed to me. I bite it gently before kissing it softly.

  “Fuck Brandie, touch me please.”

  “Don’t worry, I've got you, baby.” I whisper against the spot I just kissed and this time I suck. I know tomorrow there’ll be a mark there. Leaving one hand wrapped around her hair slide my way down her body, caressing her nipples, her stomach, her navel, ever so slowly. Until I reach her the edge of her folds. I teasingly run my finger ever so lightly. She immediately arches her back but I pull her against me.

  “Patience, I said I have you.”

  “But I fucking want you now.”

  “And I will give you what you need.” I drag my tongue up the side of her neck distracting her and dragging two fingers through her folds, shocking her senses. She’s so wet and ready for me to fuck her. She’s practically begging me and I can’t hold back anymore. I start to fuck her, first slowly slipping my two fingers into her, causing her to demand more. Wanting to give her everything she needs, I move faster, and add another digit. Her pussy pulsing as I continue thrusting into her, her walls contracting in pleasure. I move faster, the way she calls out my name like a personal challenge to take her higher. Dropping my hand from her hair to hold her hip tight, ensuring she doesn’t go far.

  “That’s it, baby, you look so gorgeous fucking yourself on my fingers like that. I’m going to make you feel really good.” I tell her and I know she isn’t going to last. “Hold on a little longer baby, don’t cum yet, just keep grinding into me.” My words seem to have only propelled her quicker into ecstasy as her pussy contracts against my digits. Her thrusts become faster, shorter, until she can’t take it anymore and I hold her against me as she shakes erratically at the feeling. When she finally calms down, I sit back pulling her
so she’s sitting sideways on my lap. Her chest is rising and falling, as she struggles to catch her breath. I bring my fingers to my mouth tasting her and wanting more.

  “Did you really just do that?” she asked a bit shocked at my action.

  “Yup getting a taste to hold off my need. I’m going to be covered in it a few.” Sure enough I spend Christmas Eve playing with my gift all night long, making sure I show just how grateful I am for the present I got this year.

  Epilogue - Brandie

  One year later - Day after Thanksgiving…

  I struggle to pry my eyes open when the alarm on my phone starts ringing. I know what day this is and how important it has always been in my life, but today I want nothing more than to stay in this bed cuddled up with my wife, who is curled up against me. For a woman who loves Christmas so much, she really isn’t a fan of the cold, which means she ends up wrapping herself around me like a leech and I couldn’t love it more. Pulling my arm away trying to remove myself from her tight hold proves harder than ever imaginable.

  “Where are you going?” She whines against my neck and the action causes me to groan. I really wish I could stay here making love to my wife, over and over again. But I know I have to head downstairs to set up the place with my brother. Over the last year we have become very close, and merging both of our ideas has moved us into the next century. Which is why we both need to be down there to start off this year. “Baby you know it’s the first day of the season. I have to make sure I make it downstairs before everyone else.

  “Shit I forgot, let’s go. I wouldn’t miss this for the world!” She shoots up from the bed and runs into the bathroom, returning 2 minutes later bundled up and ready to go outside. I follow suit heading down after getting ready. Down below I see my brother who waves up at me. Going down the stairs, I meet up with him, who is next to a very pregnant, and cranky, Crystal.