Mrs. Claus's palm rested on the wide leather harness still strapped to his muzzle - a symbol of his service, his strength. She hadn't removed it: her fingers softly traced the straps, stroking the warm hide beneath, as if clinging to an anchor in this new, dizzying world of sensation. North didn't protest - on the contrary, his big brown eyes gazed up at her with endless tenderness.
His enormous palms slid slowly along her back - from her shoulder blades down to the curve of her lower spine, and back up again.
He touched her as if she were a crystal snowflake, ready to shatter at a single touch.
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I've made a little spoiler for you - these are the plans for the near future. I'm going to create super short stories for the girls from "My Demon Neighbors," like a "Christmas special." So I hope we'll have fun welcoming the New Year.
"Employee of the Month: The Prince" will also continue soon. I just wanted to treat you to some little silly stories :)
Have a great weekend! <3
HolyMeh
2025-12-29 18:07:09 +0000 UTCMonika
2025-12-27 18:03:38 +0000 UTC