Chapter CXVI - Bechloe: Santa's Little Helper

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It was Christmas season at the Mitchell's, which just happened to be Chloe Mitchell's most favourite time of the year, along with her's and Beca's five-year-old girls, Hailee and Kelley. Beca Mitchell was never a lover of Christmas but over the years and years of being with sunshine and rainbows that was Chloe, Beca learned to warm to the festive season. Chloe always went all out for Christmas. She decorated the house from top to bottom with Christmas ornaments. Beca more often than not had to pull Chloe up on just how much she decorated but Chloe always did what she wanted regardless. It was quite impressive though by just how talented Chloe was at decorating the house. It could change from a regular house to Santa's mansion in one day. Beca wasn't particularly fond of her house looking like the inside of a department store in December but it made her kids and her wife happy so that's all she cared about.

It was Christmas Eve and Beca and Chloe had put their daughters to bed after playing with them for hours in order to tire them out so they would go to sleep. Both girls LOVED Christmas and always had trouble falling asleep Christmas Eve so Beca and Chloe came up with the idea of getting the girls active throughout the day and evening so when it was bedtime, they were too exhausted to stay up. It was exhausting for Beca and Chloe as well but at least they knew that the girls would be fast asleep and they'd get a nice night alone together without their daughter's interrupting them every five minutes.

"When are you going to tell me your secret to doing that?" Beca breathed as she came down from her high.

Even though Beca wasn't too fond of Christmas, she was quite fond of the early Christmas present she got on the night of Christmas Eve. Chloe may or may not have owned a rather R-rated Christmas costume that Beca was privy to every Christmas Eve night and sometimes, Christmas night. Let's just say that Chloe made a very sexy elf whose job was to determine whether or not Beca was to be put on the naughty or nice list.

"It'll no longer be a secret if I tell you," Chloe stated. "Plus, why would I tell you my secret if it means you can do it yourself?"

"Can I?" Beca looked at her wife's flushed face.

"No," Chloe laughed, smacking Beca's arm softly. "So don't even try it."

"Are you jealous of me pleasuring myself as good as you?"

"No."

"I think you are..."

Beca rolled on top of the redhead and kissed her sensually.

"Shut up that smart-mouth of yours and go and put the girls' presents under the tree," Chloe ordered softly, administrating a soft slap to Beca's gluteus maximus.

"What are you going to do?"

"Have a shower because we both know that if we have one together, we won't get clean at all."

Beca chuckled proudly because it was true. Whenever they had a shower together, they always got distracted but they couldn't help themselves. Both were married to incredibly beautiful women who needed all the love, affection, and attention they deserved. Nobody could blame them for struggling to keep their hands off each other.

"Alright..." Beca pecked Chloe's lips before getting out of bed and throwing on her dressing gown while Chloe walked into the ensuite to have her shower.

The brunette pottered downstairs with a bag full of presents that were strategically placed in her wardrobe so her kids couldn't find them because just like their mother, they couldn't help themselves when it came to presents. Chloe was terrible when it came to presents and it was another trait she had passed down to her kids.

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