It was a cold, winter night. The room lit up with the multiple colors of the flicking Christmas tree Helen and Jon (Puppet real name lmao) had set up a few weeks ago. Truth is, they both loved Christmas and always got into the spirt.
Helen was sprawled our on the couch, his head lightly layed in his little puppets lap. Jonathan had a book in one hand, and the other hand was tangled up in Helens hair.
"Babe?" Helen put his finger on the tip of his lovers book and pulled it down, looking at him.
"Yeah?" Jonathan stares into his Painters blue, almost crystal clear eyes.
"I've been thinking," Helen sat up "instead of presents this year, how about we do something more.."
"Sexual?" Puppeteer cut him off with a small smirk, "we can do that now, you know.." he set his book aside slowly. Helen sat up, watching his significant other shift around, then unbutton his sweatpants. (There's a hole in men's sweatpants that ate button closed. At least- there are in mine Oof). Puppet slid his hand through the hole and pulled his dick out.
Painter slowly slid his sweatpants off. His plaid boxers scrunched up a bit because of how erect he was. He tipped his head to the side slightly; letting out a small squeak.
"Take them off love bug," puppeteer stretched his arms out on the back of the couch. Waiting for Helen to climb on.
Helen finally slipped his boxers off and set them to the side, crawling onto his lover. Their members brushed against each-other, making both of them grunt out in satisfaction. Jon's hands gripped around helens waist, lifting him up slightly. He proceeded to lower Painter down onto him, ever so slowly. Helen had his gaze fixed behind the couch, on a painting that he made of him and Puppet. Helen loved Jonathan, he knew that for sure.
His gaze was stripped away when puppeteer pushed him all the way down. Puppets hard dick now all the way inside Helen.
"G-gah~!" He moaned out pathetically.
After a bit, his body adjusted to the weird feeling in him. They hadn't done it in a while, so it was a little weird. Helen moved up and down, fixing his gaze on puppeteers stomach, then his chest, then his face.
Puppeteers hands were still firmly gripped to Helens waist, making sure to guid him down onto himself passionately. Helen leaned down for a kiss, putting his hand on Jonathan's cheek. They pulled away and panted.
"I love you," Helen moaned out.
"I love you too," they exchanged looks then both came. Helen, exhausted collapsed onto puppeteer.
OOF IM SO BAD AT THIS NOW IM SORRY DJIWBAJDKWBDHWIQ PEOPLE WANTED TO SEE THIS SO HAH YEAH
-S K Y
Just now realizing it was suppose to be kinky
