The heart of Winter, Season 7…

Nog Ops, Yuletide Ranger, Red Nosed Raider, and Codename E.L.F. were all chilling through the winter inside their now modified cabin just south of what used to be Greasy Grove. Even though everybody was still a bit shaken by the sudden addition of the giant Iceberg, they were happy with their now larger home. It was Christmas Eve, and really, Yuletide was still deciding what his present should be. Silly him, he forgot. Nog Ops and Red Nosed Raider had already each placed 2 presents for everybody else under the tree. Yuletide? He was just sitting on a couch. His service could be considered as a present. He had chopped down some firewood back in Lonely Lodge before he came, so that they had enough wood for another 7 days. They each talked the night away, sharing stories about the new people, and talking about how they missed each other. E.L.F. even put on a show with an electric Guitar, playing a few songs from Lars' band, Steel Wool.

It was already 11:30 when Red Nosed Raider had checked the time, and she hurried upstairs to catch up on sleep. E.L.F. decided that it was time to head back to his new home somewhere in Happy Hamlet. Now, it was just him and Nog Ops, stacking layer after layer of blankets above themselves.

The 25 year old girl may have been older than much of the others on the island, but she still acted like a typical teen. She loved watching movies at Risky Reels, and often read romance novels. For her oriental appearance, her attitude, behavior, and voice were surprisingly caucasian. She spoke in a usually relaxed and sarcastic voice, though she had a talent for calming people down.

Yuletide was an all around guy. He was genuinely nice, though he had a bit of a temper when he didn't get enough sleep. He had much experience in foraging and winter survival, which was how he was able to gain much of his strength, and gather firewood so easily for the four of them. This was easily reflected by his mature, deep voice.

Red Nosed Raider was a very mature fellow. She focused on her own health a lot of the time, which was why she never stayed up too late. She'd never had one all-nighter ever. Since fluxing (the process of speeding up growth via using flux), she'd always been self-conscious. Perhaps it was her rednose, her antlers, or maybe her whole appearance in general. Despite whatever made her this way, however, she was still a nice friend.

E.L.F. was a very cool person. He never looked for love, though he was always popular with most of the ladies. He'd be there whenever you needed him, though he was never too obsessive. He'd learned his guitar skills during Fluxing, when he showed interest in Lars's old music. Otherwise, he was also skilled in wielding the now outlawed dual pistols. E.L.F. had a much more casual tone in his voice rather than the more stern voice of his family's founding father, Sergeant Jonesy.

Yuletide moved his couch closer to hers, and they piled blankets over each other. Yuletide scrolled through a few films, before Nog Ops agreed to the movie "Commando Spitfire: Carbide". After about an hour, Nog Ops got bored, and reached for the TV remote to put on a few romance movies.

"Are you kidding?" Yuletide groaned. He facepalmed. She chose the title Ramirez and Jonesy: Saving the World Together.

"What? How can you not like these?" said Nog Ops, who had already found a viable movie for herself. "This one's got some action, if you like it."

"It's totally cliché. Hell, just because it's about Ramirez and Jonesy doesn't make it any more exciting!"

"Can't you appreciate a decent love story? I mean...there's an explicit one for you if you'd like." She turned around to look at Yuletide's pissed face.

"You're dead to me." He smiled. It was a joke. "Fine, I'll watch it."

About midway through the movie, both Nog Ops and Yuletide were getting sleepy. She yawned, and slapped her hand down Yuletide's arm to try and wake herself up. It only scared Yuletide a bit, who returned to his relaxed state. A few minutes later, he found himself hugging Nog Ops close. She ignored this, and pulled up some blankets to cover up her mouth. She tried to focus on the screen, but another strange thing happened. She felt Yuletide reach below her blanket, and hugged her ugly sweater, 1 layer closer to her skin. Again, she ignored this and continued to watch the movie. Nog Ops pulled up her knees to the point where she could feel her socks with her hands, though her legs weren't touching her upper body. For another 5 minutes, everything was fine, until Yuletide moved his arm for the third time. His arm lifted her ugly sweater, making her instantly blush. She stared to her left, where his arm was coming from. It made contact with her skin, and eventually crept up her chest...into her bra...to her breasts. For a moment, she almost thought of letting it slide. Her cheeks flushed red, but she shook her head out of it.

"Uhh...Yuletide?" Nog Ops asked, making an awkward smile. She looked at his face, which was glued to the screen.

"Yep?" He replied in a casual voice.

"Y-y-you're hand…" She gripped his arm.

"OH! Shit..." Yuletide's cheeks turned red. "I—sorry. I just didn't notice…" He scratched the back of his head.

"Yeah…"

The two were blushing, and a strong feeling of sexual tension emerged from the air. Nog Ops stood before him, and Yuletide sat up on the couch. She twiddled her ponytail and looked at the ground nervously. Yuletide closed his mouth, and just filled on cheek with air, and looked around the room. Secretly, he was hard to the max. Nog Ops was also aroused, her underwear beginning to get wet. Just the feeling—of somebody else touching her there, on her breasts...she'd never felt it before. They stayed still like that for a few moments, before Nog Ops broke the silence.

"Is...it okay if you do... that...again?" She asked, cheeks flushing a fresh pink. She smiled with her teeth, holding her hands behind her back.

"Sure…?" Yuletide raised an eyebrow. Surely, they were just friends.

Yuletide and Nog Ops got back on the couch, though this time, with more blankets. Nog Ops had taken off her regular denim jeans, and wore instead, short ripped jeans. She leaned her head into his arms, and he slowly did what she requested. Yuletide let out a casual smile, and turned the movie back on. Nog Ops drank from a slurp while he slowly massaged her breasts. She smiled and closed her eyes, and cuddled in his lap. Yuletide's dick hardened again, and this time, Nog Ops noticed.

"Just friends…" He breathed heavily.

"Just friends…" She repeated, peering over at his face. She was horny, whether she wanted to be or not.

As the movie progressed, Nog Ops's hormones slowly backed out. The constant pressure from her head on Yutletide's dick, however, didn't really help it return to a flaccid state. Nearing the third quarter of the movie, Nog Ops flinched at the sudden roar of a Smasher, and spilled the remains of her slurp juice across Yuletide's pants. Perfect, he though to himself, rolling his eyes as Nog Ops rushed to clean it up with some paper towels.

She hummed a quiet tune of Under the Mistletoe while she wiped his pants, and let out a sneaky smile. He was still hard. Nog Ops wasn't a virgin...but she'd never longed for sex in so long.

"Please. At least finish the movie first. You did choose, after all." Yuletide was never an advocate for sex anyways, he had a strong sense of conscience. He never liked the after feeling of any sexual session, unless a purpose greater than pleasure would be accomplished.

"Fine." Nog Ops sighed, and laid back down in his lap.

It was barely another 7 minutes when the girl got naughty again. The movie had approached the beginning of a sunset scene, where Ramirez and Jonesy would kiss. Nog Ops sat up and held her breath with anticipation, and hugged Yuletide, keeping her eyes pried to the screen. Right when the large Storm clouds had drawn back, a hollywood sunset shed light on the ATLAS. Ramirez and Jonesy sat on the ledge of the zone, and kissed. At the same time, Nog Ops also kissed Yuletide.

He made a muffled cry, and tried to take Nog Ops off of him. She pinned him to the couch with one arm, and unbuckled his pants with another. Still keeping her lips on him, Nog Ops unzipped his fly and pulled down his underwear. Yuletide let out a groan, and pushed her away.

"Don't! Please, Nog. Don't do it."

"Well," Nog Ops paused, and encircled his 10 inch cock with her hand. She licked her lips, and kneeled down on the carpet before him. She gave him a dirty smile. "Looks like I'm gonna be on the naughty list."

Yuletide sighed, but then breathed back briskly when Nog Ops blew him at 240 spm (sucks per minute). He stared at her with wide eyes, and turned off the TV. She slowed down to give him a confused look, but nonetheless continued sucking the shit out of him. Yuletide breathed heavily, and gripped the couch's armrests to hold back his climax.

Glug. Glug. Slrrp. Pssh. Glug. Blshhh. The sounds of her blowjob repeated over and over again, and with every minute they sounded more liquid.

Right when it seemed that Yuletide's cum was imminent, Nog Ops deepthroated all the way down balls deep, and look up at him. He looked back at her, and let out a large sigh. Nog Ops remained like this for another 10 seconds, but eventually gagged and was forced to stop. She gently stroked his cock, stopping at his head, and felt a small drop of his cum on her index finger. Yuletide blankly kept his eyes on Nog Ops as she swallowed it down with pleasure.

"That's a new taste." She reached into his ugly sweater, and felt his 6-pack. She smiled, and crept up closer to him. With her pants already stripped down, she sat on his cock and smiled. "Take that shirt off, boy."

Yuletide stared at her smiling face, their noses touching. Nog Ops leaned in for a kiss again, and shoved his cock into her. He panicked, and put all of his will into holding back his hormones. His naked chest heaved with stress, and it didn't help that now Nog Ops was also shirtless. He felt her whole body come into contact with his, her breasts, her chest, her arms, her tight pussy, her legs...it was overwhelming. They stayed in that position for a solid 5 minutes, just feeling each other's breaths. Yuletide's climax progress slowly crawled back to a feeling of 'fresh and new', which was exactly what Nog Ops was trying to do.

"How does that cock of yours feel?" She muttered into his ear, grinding at a slow pace.

"G-good." Yuletide let out. He wished that he hadn't said that, but he couldn't lie—it felt really good. "Really good."

"Well," Nog Ops smirked, and let go of Yuletide. "How about you take the lead?"

"I-well, you know," He struggled to choose between his conscience, or both of their pleasure. Lucky for him, he found a compromise. "I forgot you a present this year, so this is your present."

"But aren't I on the naughty list?" Nog Ops looked at him with a wry smile.

"Exactly. Looks like I'll have to punish that tight pussy of yours."

"Whoa! I've never heard anything like that from you."

"You'd be surprised how much a dare teaches me."

Yuletide lifted Nog Ops off of him, and onto the carpet. She let out a small "Woo!" at the sudden movement, and subsequently giggled. She submitted herself into a doggystyle position, and slowly shook her ass before Yuletide penetrated her. He let out a quiet moan at the sudden warmth and wetness of Nog Ops's love box. She winced at every thrust, even though Yuletide was only putting in 6 inches. He fucked her gradually at 80 fpm (fucks per minute), which was obviously already a satisfying speed for Nog Ops. This wasn't anywhere close to what Yuletide considered appealing. That was one disadvantage of having a massive cock, and a tender woman. But Yuletide wasn't going to make Nog Ops stay tender much longer.

Slowly and steadily, he put in more of his cock into her. Nog Ops breathed in and out heavily, trying to stay quiet, since Red Nosed Raider was sleeping above, with only a floor's distance separating them. At 8 inches in, she gritted her teeth, and balled her fists—it was so deep. 2 more inches, she thought to herself. Just 2 more inches surely couldn't hurt, right?

Yuletide drew back his cock, and shoved its entirety in. He quickly covered her mouth with his hand, and just in time, Nog Ops let out a long muffled moan.

"MMMMMM!"

"Shhhh." said Yuletide, and he removed his hand.

"It's—so….deep…." She winced, and looked back at him with both pleasure and discomfort. He flexed his cock inside her, and smiled at her reaction of surprise.

For quite a while, Yuletide slowly fucked her going balls deep, but Nog Ops's pussy finally stretched out a bit, and she managed to handle moderate speed. At 120 bpm, Yuletide was able to cum, but it would take quite a while. So, he improvised. Taking a bit of knowledge from his circle of drunk friends months ago, he made Nog Ops lie on her back, and raised her legs to head level. It turned out that she was surprisingly flexible, but still gave him an anxious look.

"Are you sure this is...fine?" She looked around the carpet.

"My friends tell me that it's the best sex position that they'd ever had."

"What about their girl friends?" Her stern voice came out of nowhere.

"Uhm, let's just say, it was still pleasurable!"

"Despite…" She continued.

"Despite it being pretty brutal."

"Brutal?" Nog Ops raised an eyebrow. "Like, does it hurt?"

"Don't know...but let's just do it. It's my present after all." He smirked.

Little did the innocent look in Nog Ops eyes know, she was about to get jackhammered the shit out of. Yuletide hovered over her, face to face. His hands supported his weight and were held right beside her legs, and his legs were stretched out so that the top half of his foot was also supporting his weight.

Yuletide started out fucking her at 160 fpm, lightly pounding her. Nog Ops bit her lip to conceal her moans, and still managed to cope. Thrust after thrust, however, Yuletide pounded her harder and harder, and sped up his pace. After just a minute of fucking, he managed to go at 180 fpm, and pounded her hard. Yuletide had managed to keep kissing her throughout, muffling her moans. The slapping sound became louder and louder, and eventually, Yuletide could feel his climax.

"Stop! It's too much! Sto—uhhhhh." Nog Ops gaped her mouth open, and looked upward with weakness.

Nog Ops had just came all over his cock. Giving Yuletide a forced smile, she pushed herself into a cowgirl position. The steaming hot fluids from her love box slowly leaked out, and she raised her pussy to reveal a cock engorged in her transparent gray-white cum. She sat back on it with enthusiasm, and took a few deep breaths.

"Harder. Deeper. Faster." She muttered into Yuletide's ear. He nodded back at her with an unsure look. She giggled.

Without further notice, he gripped her back, and started fucking her at 280 fpm, but then quickly sped up to 400 fpm within 2 seconds. With his climax already near, Yuletide came instantly, filling up Nog Ops's love box. He still continued nonetheless, his cum helping to speed his fucking speed to 500 per minute. Drops of cum splattered everywhere, and Nog Ops let out massive loud moans. It didn't matter. They kept this same speed, and Yuletide even came again. But when his hormones retracted, he instantly regretted what he'd done. He pushed Nog Ops away, to reveal his creamy cock. Nog Ops looked back at him with confusion, and he stared at her dripping vagina. His chest heaved with every breath. Before he could say anything, Red Nosed Raider walked downstairs, rubbing her eyes. She wore only her bra and short pants, and when her eyesight cleared, it wasn't pretty.

"WHAT!?" She yelled, her mouth open with outrage.

"I'm sorry!" Yuletide tried, but was interrupted by Nog Ops.

"I-I can explain. It was—it was me." She said the last phrase with a bit of hesitation and guilt. "Wait, are you blushing?"

Red Nosed Raider looked at Nog Ops, and tried to hold back her words, but it was true. She was blushing. She'd be lying to herself if she said that she didn't want it. Her urge was very strong, but she tried to escape it.

"I'm just gonna go back to sleep." But before Red Nosed Raider could make it halfway up, she leapt down, and shoved Yuletide's cock into her mouth.

"MMMMM!" She yelled with pleasure.

Nog Ops looked at the two in horror, and Yuletide just froze. He was shocked to see that Red Nosed Raider would consider such a thing. She sucked him nonetheless, at a surprising 300 spm. She stopped at the feeling of new cum, and let him shoot it all on her face. Drool mixed with his cum leaked out of Red Nosed Raider's mouth, and she grinned with an awkward smile.

"Okay, we're done." Yuletide went to clean himself up. The two girls stared at each other, and smiled. They still wanted more.

"Not so fast…" Nog Ops gripped his sore cock, and sucked the head.

"We still have the rest of the night." Red Nosed Raider continued, grinding herself on Yuletide's back, while whispering in his ear.