Dasher & The Dancer - Christmas In Aspen [a specterverse christmas special]

Twas the night before Christmas, in the Darkport townhouse,
When in crept a creature, quiet as a mouse;
He had not a clue she slept sweetly above,
With dreams that St. Nick would bring her somebody to love.

With Aspen nestled cozy all snug in her bed;
A bump in the night would fill her with dread;
Something did stir from the room down below,
And the dancer did wonder if it was the storm that did blow:

With courage she rose from the sheets at the clatter,
And crept quietly downstairs to see what was the matter.
There in the darkness a Grinch grabbed her in a flash,
Little did she know it was the man they called Dash.

His sapphire eyes grew alight with a glow,
When he realised he'd caught the girl named for the snow.
His lips would remember the taste of her kiss;
From the time they first met, on a cold night just like this.

Now tied up in tinsel, captured beneath twinkling lights;
The beautiful dancer was too tempting a sight.
While shivering with fear the girl knew she was in strife;
So she begged him and pleaded to spare her sweet life.

Aspen with her wide eyes, golden and bright;
In fuss and a flurry, put up such a good fight.
Soon The Grinch could barely contain his delight,
as he leaned in close to whisper;
"Merry Christmas baby, I'm gonna fuck you tonight."

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⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING⚠️
This story contains explicit erotic scenes and violent CNC (Consensual Non-Consent) BDSM themes that may be distressing to some, reader discretion is advised.

A CHRISTMAS SPECTERVERSE SPECIAL Dasher & The Dancer - Christmas In Aspen, is a SHORT STORY