Alright guys, sorry I haven't updated in a million years but it's my New Years resolution to update at least once a month. I know it's late, but here's a Christmas one shot I just had to write! Set about a month after Chapter 1. This one is pretty M-rated, just in case anyone is sensitive to that. Enjoy xx

Ridiculous.

This was absolutely ridiculous.

How could she have let Emily talk her into doing this? When Alison convinced her to get a job with her at Santa's Workshop at the Harrisonburg Mall, she had assumed they would be Santa's Helpers or something. But when the Santa Claus they had previously scheduled quit last minute, they needed a Santa that didn't have dark brown hair. It just so happened that Alison was the only one who fit the bill.

So here she was, sitting in a big green chair in front of a snowy backdrop in an itchy suit that would probably give her some weird disease, just waiting for crying, snotty, germy, bratty kids to wallow all over her lap and whine about what they wanted for Christmas.

"God I hate this," she grumbled under her breath.

"Now now now that's wasn't very cheery, was it Santa?" Emily snickered as she fixed some candy canes outside the fake Santa house. Of course Emily got the good job of being Santa's helper. She got to wear a cute, custom-fitted elf costume that hadn't been sweated in by a bunch of old men.

"I'm sure you'd be this way too if you were about to get coughed and cried on for 4 hours straight."

"I will never know your torturous struggles my love… I mean Santa," Emily winked before she sauntered off to open the gate and begin letting children in.

First, a little boy came in. He looked like he was about 4 and was dressed in what was admittedly the most adorable little candy cane striped bow tie Alison had ever seen. He bounded over to "Santa" excitedly and jumped right up on her lap. She put on the best Santa voice she could muster and got right to work.

"Ho ho ho! What would you like for Christmas little boy?"

Maybe this won't be so bad… she thought.

No sooner than the thought had crossed her mind, the little boy reached up and tugged hard at one of her blonde lockes that was peeping out from under the Santa hat. She yelped in pain and the boy's mom grabbed him hurriedly, mumbling some sort of an apology before rushing him out of the display.

"Merry Christm-oof!" she grunted. Before she could even say goodbye to the first kid a second one had seated herself on Alison's lap.

"Hi Santa! My name's Mandy!" The little girl shot her a gap-toothed smile and Alison chuckled.

"What would you like for Christmas this year Mandy?"

"I want a Barbie, a bicycle, a dollhouse, a pony, a puppy, a scooter-"

And so it went on like that for roughly 10 minutes until Alison finally got her quiet enough to take a picture and sent her on her way. The girls's mother had been on the phone the whole time, not paying a lick of attention to what her child was doing.

Parents these days… when Em and I are parents we definitely won't be like that.

She blushed when she caught herself thinking of her and Emily with children. Though they'd been dating for around 5 years now, they still hadn't seriously discussed a future.

And so the hours went on, kid after kid telling her what they wanted and then smiling wide for a picture, at their parents direction. Some cried, some screamed, and some were extremely excited to see "Santa". Soon enough, she was on the last hour of her shift. She scanned the display, looking for Emily in that adorable elf costume but she was nowhere to be seen. When she looked around, she noticed that the crowds had died off to nothing and the photography crew had gone on break.

"Well speak of the devil," Alison said to herself as Emily sauntered over through the gate, grinning wickedly at her.

"Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas! How are you young lady?" Alison said, chuckling.

Emily sat down on Alison's lap and wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck

"Santa, I have a problem," she said quietly, pouting a bit.

Alison was briefly confused.

"Oh? What's wrong?"

Emily leaned into Alison's ear, making the blondes heart rate speed up. Emily discreetly licked the soft spot behind Alison's ear she knew drove the blonde insane. She drew her lips dangerously close to Alison's ear just so that she could feel her words.

"I've been very, very naughty this year."

Alison's hands gripped the sides of the chair and her stomach clenched. This is not going in a good direction.

"What makes you say that?" Alison's asked, her voice breaking a bit as she tried her hardest to tread lightly.

Emily brought her hand to Alison's stomach and started rubbing circles lightly on her waist.

"Well, quite a few things actually. Where would you like me to start?"

Alison gulped. Emily had that tone in her voice, and Alison knew nothing good could come of this, so she decided to play along.

"What's the naughtiest thing you've done this year Miss Fields?"

Emily groaned into Alison's ear and the blonde had to hold her breath to keep herself from bursting.

"For starters, all I can ever think about it my sexy as fuck girlfriend."

Oh Jesus, Emily never curses. This is going to be bad. Maybe not too bad, we are at work after all.

"And what is it you think about her? All good things I hope."

"God yes," Emily half-moaned, shifting in Alison's lap.

"All I can ever think about it how good she feels. On top on me, underneath me, inside of me. Usually I like to think of her fingers. Is it bad that I love how it feels when she pounds into me? I can just feel my insides stretching only for her. Ali you get me so hot.

"Emily you have to stop! What has gotten into you?" Alison asked incredulously. Not that she didn't love every minute of this, they were in public after all, and at work none the less.

"You know what, Santa? The naughtiest problem I have is that I get unbelievably hot when I think of calling her daddy. "

Alison let out a quiet moan. She had suspected for a while that Emily probably had some sort of daddy kink. Hell, the brunette had every other kink in the book, as Alison had found out over the course of the last few years. She still remembered the first time she learned that her sweet, innocent Emily really wasn't so pure.

It was the summer before senior year. She and Emily had been together for roughly 3 years at that point, and had been having sex for about 2 of them.

Sex between them had always been pretty ordinary. They would wait until one of their parents were out in the city running errands or staying late at work and make out a bit, then just do it missionary, fingers and maybe mouths on occasion, switching places to give each other their turn.

Even though Alison was interested in maybe spicing things up a bit, she assumed that Emily wouldn't be interested in anything else, since she was so shy.

But then one day Emily's mom announced that, since it was summer and Emily didn't have school, she would be taking a month long visit to see Emily's dad in Texas. Since Emily was working as a lifeguard and couldn't leave, Mrs. Fields had said she trusted Emily enough to be responsible, and that Ms. Marin said she could come over if there was anything she needed.

Naturally, the second Mrs. Fields was far away on a plane, Alison was in Emily's room. More specifically on top of Emily in Emily's room, tongue in her mouth and clothes scattered every place imaginable. Alison broke the kiss and began to trial her hand down Emily's stomach, as usual, before a soft grip on her wrist stopped her.

"Em what's wrong?" Ali asked confusedly.

"Nothing baby," she assured quickly, "Its just that I wanted to ask you about something."

"Whatever it is you can tell me," the blonde reassured.

"I wanted to try something kind of… different."

Alison's quirked an eyebrow and silently signaled her to continue.

"I… I want you to," Emily blushed and averted her eyes from Alison's burning gaze.

"I want you to tie me up and spank me…" she whispered. She glanced back up to Alison who just grinned wickedly back at her.

"Get on your hands and knees then."

After that, there had been no stopping the brunette from trying new things with Alison. Now here she was, in public, asking to call Alison daddy.

"Well then princess, as soon as we get home daddy's gonna have her way with you," Alison growled.

Before Emily could respond, they heard their boss yelling at them from across the room.

"FIELDS! DILAURENTIS! BACK TO WORK."

Emily blushed and hopped off of Alison like she was diseased. Alison just chuckled and shook her head at the love of her life. Could she be any luckier?

Sooooooo what'd you guys think? Sorry I didn't write any actual smut… I'm not very good at it… but I just wanted to offer more insight into a part of their relationship I haven't really explored before. I promise they won't all be smut centered or kinky like this, I was just responding to some prompts. Anyways please read and review! See ya next time xx