A/N: This is inspired by a little picture a naughty Cat has shown me earlier. My own naughty brain immediately started to work and here is the result. It's no get together story but it's a Christmas story. And be warned about the rating. Anyway, enjoy...
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The Mistletoe Incident
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"It's stupid, Tommy."
"It's funny and they shouldn't dance around each other for years like we did."
"Still it's stupid to try to get them under a mistletoe."
"I'll hide it in my waistcoat. In the right moment- oh, blimey!"
"What?"
"It got stuck. Stop laughing! Help me, we're late already!"
"How exactly did you manage to get it there?"
"I just pulled it through here. I can't pull it back."
"Let me try. No, doesn't work. Wait, if I kneel down I should-"
"Umm, Barbara, such a nice view from here."
"Stop being naughty, Tommy. If I pull it that way?"
"No, not really. We could- Mmmh!"
"Sorry, lost my balance."
"Just be careful, I only got one."
"Tommy! I try to help."
"Of course. I just love it when you blush so sweetly. Perhaps pull it through there?"
"Stop chuckling. You shake and I can't get it. Well, that didn't work either. Oh..."
"Sorry, I can't help it when you're fidgeting so delicately down there. Maybe if you open more buttons?"
"Perhaps if I open the zipper?"
"It isn't stuck in my pants, it- oh, heavens!"
"Hello, your Lordship!"
"Oh, good gracious, Barbara, you shouldn't- Oh, god, yes, like that!"
"Mmmmmaybe we just need a bit of lubricant, hm? Mmmmaymmmbe lick it like that?"
"Stop being naughty- oh, no! No, don't stop that!"
"You taste wonderful!"
"Oh, good god, yes, that way up! Mmmh, very..."
"Hmmm?""
"Ah, yes, and down there-"
"Suck it deeper?"
"You vicious- Mmmh!"
"M-hm... Well that was nice. Now give me that mistletoe waistcoat. I'm freezing and you, my dear, will warm me up now."
"I'm all at your service, Lady Asherton, just lay down."
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