As promised, a Christmas segment, dear readers, and just to make you even more happier, some good ol' lemony goodness. Enjoy, everyone :D

Marvel owns everything except what I have them do

Chapter 11: A Marvelous Christmas

They did it.

…well, they tried.

"Maybe if we move that branch a bit-" Peter began before the tree simply fell on its side. "Or…that works too, I guess."

Carol sighed before letting a small laugh loose. "I told you the star was too heavy." Getting up from the couch, she walked over to the tree and grabbing it from the top, she floated up and brought the tree back into a standing position. Removing the star Peter had bought from where it was he bought it from, she felt the tree readjust its weight with the ornament gone. "See? It isn't as lopsided as it was before."

"But the tree needs a star," Peter replied.

"Well, the stores don't close for another few hours," Carol said as she threw him his coat. "And remember-it's Christmas Eve, so be ready for all those crowds and jerks and whatnot."

"Wait, why am I going to buy the star?" Peter asked. "I bought it last time, and you can just Ms. Marvel your way to-"

"And you can just Spider-Man your way just as easily," Carol smirked.

"But people like you more."

"They like PARTS of me more."

"But…yeah that's true, but-"

"You're really going to send your girlfriend, who may I remind you can throw you into space," Carol said teasingly as she walked over to him, "out there into the masses of last minute shoppers in nothing but a very attractive making Ms. Marvel uniform? Into masses of very angry men who'll try to vent their-"

"Ok, ok I'm going," Peter relented with a smirk, knowing well that Carol was just joking. "I'll be back in a few hours. Remember, we each open a present tonight since it's Christmas Eve."

"Get the star, and then maybe I'll consider a gift for you."

"You're no fun," Peter retorted as he quickly kissed her and left. With that, Carol sighed as she turned back towards the tree. It really was a beautiful tree, and the two of them really did a good job decorating it, albeit Peter messed up with the star. Oh well, she thought to herself as she smiled, heading to their shared room in his apartment. This being their first Christmas together, she wanted to ensure that the present she got him was truly special, and it was. What it was, he'd have to find out until tomorrow. That was the present for Christmas itself. The present she was going to give him tonight…well…

Carol grinned as she opened the closet at took out her Ms. Marvel boots and a Santa hat. Oh, yes, Peter was going to enjoy this gift.

*A few hours later*

"I got the star!" Peter said as he came into the apartment a few hours later. "I almost got hit by someone, but I got the star!" Silence. "Carol? You in here?"

"I'm in the living room!"

"Ok," Peter replied as he made his way into the living room. "I think this is the one, babe; wait until you see this thing, the star is amazing. They lady said they made them by hand back in her country, and it…it…" Peter was suddenly lost for words as he came into the living room and beheld the creature of pure beauty before him.

"Merry Christmas, Peter," Carol said with complete seductiveness; she was sitting on the couch wearing nothing but a Santa hat and her Ms. Marvel boots, which were on legs that were elegantly and wonderfully crossed together. On her face were twinkling eyes and a beautiful seductive smile.

Peter stared in shock at his nude girlfriend for a few seconds before stammering, "This-this is my present?!"

Carol pretended to pout. "Well, if you don't like it, I can-"

"I didn't say I didn't like it," Peter immediately countered, dropping the bag with the star on the floor before walking towards the couch. He loved it when Carol wore those boots; in costume it made her look all the more beautiful and breath-taking, but wearing them like this…urges Peter had managed to suppress since he started dating Carol began to take over. "It's just…Carol, we've only been dating for a few months now, and you said you wanted to wait until you were ready."

In split second, Peter found himself sitting on the couch with the goddess before him straddling his crotch area, and he could feel himself getting aroused quickly. Carol gave him a passionate kiss as she ripped off his coat and flung it aside onto the ground, then cupped his face into her hands.

"I'm ready, babe," she whispered. "Take me."

Peter smiled. "Your wish is my command." He immediately grabbed her and shoved her back onto the couch on her back, assaulting her neck with a flurry of kisses as his hand made for her thigh, caressing and rubbing it. The dual contact sent Carol into a heated passionate frenzy, her body becoming enflamed by his lips and his hand. Moaning with pleasure, her hands immediately went to work in removing his shirt; acting by passion, she ripped it off him and flinging it aside, she grabbed at his back, the contact of her fingers causing him to moan into her neck, enflaming the sensations of loving passion even more. Carol pulled his head up and locked her lips with his, their tongues battling for dominance, further fanning the flames of their passion.

Separating their lips, Peter's mouth returned to her neck, leaving a blazing trail of kisses as he went down, finally reaching to her voluptuous breasts, his lips immediately tormenting her nipple as his hand began an attack on her womanhood, which was starting to become moist. This immediately enticed a moaning scream from Carol's lips, the pleasure she was experiencing almost too much for her to bear. She panted in ecstasy as Peter continued to pleasure her relentlessly, his tongue and teeth nibbling her nipple as his fingers rubbed and fondled and played with her womanhood while she was panting his name over and over again. After many minutes of the mind numbing pleasure, Carol couldn't take it anymore as she screamed his name, her climax erupting onto his fingers.

As Peter relented his mouth from her nipple, Carol immediately took control as she shoved him onto the couch and unzipped his pants, pulling them down to reveal his very erect and rather large cock. Carol let out a small gasp at the size of her boyfriend; it was very pleasing to her eyes, and it excited her even more.

"My turn," she said with a glint in her eyes as she gave him a long and slow lick from his balls all the way to the tip of his cock, enticing a groan of pleasure from Peter as she encircled the head with her tongue before taking him in her mouth. With soft moans that made Peter go mad, she continued to suck his cock slowly, driving Peter insane with the pleasure he received from her lips and tongue.

"Oh, god, Carol," Peter moaned as she slowly picked up the pace. Finally, he couldn't take it any longer as he climaxed into her mouth; Carol took it all, swallowing his load. Immediately, Peter pulled her up onto him, positioning her on top of him as he sat up, and Carol slowly and gently placed herself on his cock, gasping in ecstasy as she took him in. Setting a slow and sensual pace, she began moving in a fluid motion, Peter's manhood inside her bombarding her with more mind-numbing pleasure as she began to pant in passion once more. Peter moaned again, and began once more nibbling on her nipples, which happened to be right in his face, his one hand on her breast while his other on her curvaceous hips as she continued to take him inside her. The pleasure and ecstasy was enveloping them, shattering all rationale and thought in their minds as all they could think of and desire was the pleasure derived from each other.

"Oh god, Peter! I'm gonna-! Oh, Peter! PETER!"

"CAROL!"

They screamed the other's name in unison as they both climaxed into each other at once, their lips finding each other's as they were cloaked with a feeling of pure pleasure and ecstasy before they both fell on the couch, Peter's body catching Carol's as they both panted, dwelling in the afterglow of their love-making.

After a few minutes, Peter broke the silence. "I'm having serious doubts about the gift I was about to give you," he panted.

"That…was…amazing and spectacular," Carol panted with a smile as she kissed him softly. "I love you, Peter Parker."

"And I love you, Carol Danvers," he replied with his wonderful smile that she had grown to love as he stroked her hair. "Merry Christmas, babe."

"Merry Christmas, my Amazing Spider-Man."

Well, that was my first full lemon; hoped you guys enjoyed the chapter

And as always, I wish you all a Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanza and Happy Holidays. Tune in New Years Eve for a New Year's segment!

Until next time, dear readers