Warning! This is a lemon chapter!
"Honey, I'm home", said Shoto in a seductive voice as he walked through the door in a Santa costume. "Oh, Santa! How was your little tour around the world?", said Momo, also in a seductive voice, wearing a female Santa costume as well. "It was alright, but it just wasn't as fun without you, Mrs Claus."
Momo walked over to her husband, then moved her hand down to his crotch area. "Well, since you've finished delivering those presents, why not spend some quality time with your wife", the ravenette said as she nipped at Shoto's earlobe.
He picked his wife up and carried her bridal style to the bedroom. "If we're going to do that, then the living room is no place for it." "I believe I must agree."
Lemon time
The door was pushed open, then kicked shut. Momo was dropped onto the bed and watched Shoto remove his boots and tower over her, leaning down to give her kiss that just emphasized his desire for her. "Oh, Mr Claus, are all the elves asleep?" "They are out cold. Good thing too, because I'm going to make you scream you throat dry." His lustful voice in her ear was enough to make Momo's toes curl. Their lips joined, making sloppy sounds. Momo opened her mouth, giving Shoto the opportunity to stick his tongue in. They took each other's hats off and threw them aside, then allowed their hands to roam through one another's hair.
Momo could hear a belt buckle being loosened, and remembered that Shoto was wearing one. Once it was loose, she swiped it off and threw it aside, then slid her hand into his pants to feel his growing bulge.
Shoto unbuttoned her top, then moved his kissing to her neck. His hands explored her body, then made a surprising discovery. "No underwear? Aren't you cold?" "Why feel cold when you will keep me warm, dear?" "I suppose you're right."
The couple shared a light laugh.
Momo then felt herself being pushed onto the bed, and a draft befalling onto her body as she watched her husband take off her boots, stockings, and finally, dress. Her body shivered at the cold on her body. "You're supposed to keep me warm, remember?" "I didn't forget", said Shoto as he took off his coat and pants until all that was left was his boxers. He hugged his wife close and used his quirk to warm up his body. She basked in the warmth, peppering kisses on the dual haired man's neck.
His hands rested on the side of her breasts, and he pressed his thumbs down on her nipples.
Momo released a gasp from her mouth and leaned a bit back. Shoto looked down at her chest and placed a few kisses on her chest. "Sweetheart, they're my breasts. Don't deny what you really want." Shoto looked up at his wife a smile. "But may I? After all, I could be on the naughty list." "Oh, my dear Mr Claus, I doubt you will ever be on the naughty list." Shoto chuckled and cupped Momo's breast into his mouth, sucking on it to his heart's content while his hand squeezed on her breast. Momo could feel him getting hard, so she ground her hips against his bulge.
The fabric of the boxers tickled her vulva, making her giggle a little. Meanwhile, Shoto stopped sucking on the breast that was on his mouth and moved to the other, while his hand squeezed the breast that just left his mouth. Momo gasped when she felt her ass being squeezed. "I can feel you getting wet, Mrs Claus. Am I making you feel good, my dear?" "That you are." Shoto pushed Momo down onto the bed, then pushed his middle finger into her sex. "You're so wet, Dear. Mind if I have a taste?" Momo, with her bottom lip being bitten, nodded. Shoto pressed his tongue against her heat, and licked up. Momo made a ragged breath. She grabbed a clump of his hair and threw her head back. Her legs found their way around him, pulling him closer, which only made him slurp and finger her faster. The young woman felt her orgasm coming, and dug her nails into her husband's scalp. Shoto shut his eyes as he felt his face becoming soaked in his lover's juices.
He crawled up to her and hovered above her, brushing a strand of hair aside so he could see her face clearly. "Delicious as ever, Mrs Claus."
Momo smirked and rolled them over so that she was on top.
She kisses him deeply and slithered her hand down to his boxers. Shoto decided to help out and take off his underwear, giving his wife's hand permission to stroke up and down his shaft. "I wish to taste you too, my love." "Then what's keeping you?"
Momo moved down to Shoto's lower area and rested flat on her body, only keeping her head up. She licked around the head, then pushed the whole length into her mouth. Shoto groaned once the love of his life began to bob her head. Her hands took hold of his balls and fumbled with them, adding more pleasure to the action she was performing.
The manhood popped out of her mouth, and she licked down the shaft until her mouth scooped up the two testicles into her mouth. She sucked on them while her hand pumped Shoto's penis. He grunted from every stroke. Momo released the balls from her mouth and licked up the shaft, then shoved the entire manhood back into her mouth. She hummed for good measure too. Shoto gasped at the feeling.
"F-fuck!", he exclaimed as his seed sprayed into Momo's mouth. She slowly slid the penis out of her
mouth and looked at her husband with a smile.
He watched her gulp down the contents in her mouth. "About time I got a share of the milk you drink. Such a shame there aren't any cookies, though." "Is there anyway I can make it up to you?", asked Shoto. Momo smirked and turned around, then stood on her hands and knees. "Will this do the trick, Santa?" "It will indeed, Mrs Claus."
The dual haired male took hold of his wife's hips and pressed his cock against her entrance. He pushed into her, hearing her satisfied sigh. His hips moved back and forth, picking up the pace as he moved along. Momo hummed from the pleasurable feeling, then gasped when she felt the impact on her cervix was harder. This was a sign Shoto was thrusting faster now. After about five thrusts, Momo's arms grew tired and gave out, making her fall onto her chest. But her ass was still in the air, and that didn't stop Shoto from finishing what he was doing. "Shit, you're tight." "I can't help it! You're cock feels so good!" Shoto pushed her down flat onto the bed and turned her around, not taking his member out of her for a second. Momo lifted both of her legs and rested them on her husband's shoulders.
Momo's mind went blank. She couldn't think, only feel the immeasurable pleasure being given to her. She watched Shoto wince with closed eyes, and years of being with him taught her that this face meant only one thing. "Cum inside of me! Don't hold back! Fill me up with all your cum!" Shoto grabbed his wife by her shoulders and pulled her up, while he fell back onto the bed. Momo hopped on his cock, her nails digging into Shoto's chest. With one last slam, she threw her head back and cried out loud from the feeling of her womb being filled with her lover's fluids. "Shoto!" "Momo!"
Lemon end
The couple panted heavily, staring at the ceiling while recovering from their sexual moment.
"That was fun", said Shoto. "Even more with the role playing." "But we did break character at the end, though", explained Momo. "Doesn't matter. At least it was only at the end. Our performance was still good, though", said Shoto.
Momo moved closer to her husband and held onto him. "I don't feel drained", said Shoto. "So, should we go again?" "Can we skip to the end?", asked Shoto. Momo captured his lips and kissed him hard. "As you wish, Mr Claus."
