A few days had gone by since Belle and Flynn rushed to the rescue to save Brandon and Helga's lives after their home went up in flames. Once again, both fire engines had saved the day, but Brandon and Helga were left without their home until further notice. However, as they had promised, David and Copper were holding true to their hospitality for Brandon and Helga until their house would be repaired.
Now it was the evening of December 23rd on the Island of Sodor, and the stars were beginning to appear through the sky. Christmas Eve and Christmas Day were only in one and two more days from now. For many across Sodor, this was an exciting time indeed as the Christmas cheer was reaching its peak yet again...but for two others, today would bring something far more special.
At Tidmouth Sheds, five of the engines had fallen asleep, but Thomas and Emily couldn't sleep at all. Their hearts were both racing with buzzing with Christmas passion waiting to be unleashed. This feeling had been building up for some time since the first snowfall this year, but by this time, it was quickly becoming too much to hold back, as they had been working tirelessly all day.
On his branch line with Annie and Clarabel, Thomas' mind had been swimming with images and thoughts of Emily, not paying any heed to Annie and Clarabel's chattering to each other. He still had yet to fully put his buffer on the fact that he wasn't in Australia now, but on Sodor, with Emily, to share their Christmas passion, and also make up for what they had missed the previous year. As he gazed at Emily's bubbling, happy face, he wanted to speak up, wondering what to say to Emily, but in the given moment, he was at the loss for words over being with her again for this most merry time of year.
And while Emily had been working throughout today with her snowplough on and watching children play in the snow, her mind had been swimming endlessly with images and thoughts of Thomas and how he was here for Christmas again. Every now and then, she had the occasional wave of thought that maybe Thomas wasn't here and that she was in a very vivid dream in every meaning of the word vivid, but whenever she glimpsed Thomas on the line, she had blown him several kisses whenever she had the chance.
Now, back in Tidmouth Sheds, Thomas and Emily found themselves gazing to each other, feeling their hearts pound harder and heavier by the minute. For these two, this would not be just any Christmas. It had been an entire year since Thomas had been to Australia to visit Shane, which left Emily on her own. On that Christmas without Thomas, David, Percy, Donald and Douglas all pulled together and helped give Emily a Christmas surprise at Knapford Station and Tidmouth Sheds, which managed to make her happy enough to enjoy the holiday even without Thomas. And halfway around the world, Thomas had been in Australia working with Shane, experiencing his first Christmas without Emily, or even snow, and helping Madeline retrieve her toy kangaroo Hoppy.
But as happy as Emily managed to be, it still wasn't at the level of joy it would usually be, had Thomas been there with her. But ever since he returned in January, he had held to his promise to Emily. He had not travelled abroad at all this year, which allowed both of them to enjoy this past year immensely...and now, Christmas was right around the corner again, and this time, Thomas was here to see it with Emily.
At last, as she gazed at Thomas' handsome blue form, Emily couldn't hold out much longer. Seeing him right there in his berth in that very moment made her remember just how disappointed and sad she was to see that empty one year ago...and seeing him right there now made her heart almost melt with such joy and excitement. She finally broke the silence, quietly but wholesomely.
"Thomas...I...I don't know what to..."
Thomas heard her speaking feebly and smiled to her. "What is it, my Christmas Angel?"
Emily shakily made her way to the turntable, then turned around to Thomas' berth. She slowly came up to him and pressed her buffers into his.
"P-please come with me...to Knapford Station first," she said.
Thomas smiled with agreement. He let Emily turn to the Main Line first, then he followed. When they came to Knapford Station, all was quiet and still. There were no other engines in sight. Thomas buffered to Emily again as she found her voice again.
"Oh...Thomas," she shook with vigor. "You're...you're here...right here with me...for Christmas! I...I still can't believe it!"
Thomas felt his heart swell as Emily spoke. "Oh, Emily...I can hardly believe it too...It's been too, too long for the two of us, but this has been quite an interesting year all the same...with me staying right here with everyone. Especially you."
Emily took a deep breath and gathered herself together. "Yes, Thomas...here we are, an entire year later...and this year...oh, it's been such a wonderful year! It's the best year I've had since your big adventures first began...but we've been together so much more this year!"
"Yes, Emily," said Thomas. "When I came home again, way back in January, you were facing a problem with Diesel and the Fat Controller. You punished Diesel before the Fat Controller could, so you were put to two weeks of heavy goods duties...then I came home and promised to you that I would not travel abroad again for the rest of this year."
"And through this entire year, you have held to your promise," Emily observed. "Way back in January when you came back and heard what had happened between me, Diesel and the Fat Controller...and with Christmas coming at last, you have given me an entire year of staying right here with all of us...and you haven't travelled abroad for this entire year!"
"That's right, Emily," said Thomas. "I held to my word all year...and what a year this has been."
"Oh, yes," Emily sighed. "We had a most romantic Valentine's Day this year, when you and Rosie sorted out that little fluke between you and helped make the Fat Controller and Lady Hatt's Valentine's Day very happy with such an adorable kitten! Then Percy gave me a very happy Mother's Day, with shiny buffer polish from you! Then you and I had such a lovely evening in silence this past May..."
"Oh. I loved that evening, Emily," Thomas murmured. "Then James and Molly reignited their spark of passion after so few interactions with each other, then the four of us reminisced over that time I ran off before my final inspection...and now, tonight, just before Christmas Eve and Christmas Day..."
"A whole year of waiting for Christmas to come again for both of us," Emily whispered. "And at long last...we can celebrate it together again!"
And with that, she leaned in toward Thomas and kissed him right on his cheek's special spot. Even in the cold winter air, Emily's lips were just as warm as they always were, which made Thomas blush a steady red.
"Oh...yes, Emily," he whispered. "We shall celebrate it...tonight."
As soon as Emily heard this, her behaviour changed. Her gentle, heartfelt expression slowly merged into one of seduction and alluring nature.
"Hmm...well, Tommy," she said smoothly. "I think you're right. It's the eve of Christmas Eve, as it were...and I think there is something I must do first."
"What's that, Emily?" asked Thomas.
Emily looked left and right, then to Thomas. "Wait here, Thomas. For twenty minutes...then, come to the Steamworks."
"Huh?" Thomas puzzled before Emily kissed his cheek again.
"You're looking handsome enough already," Emily implied. "But as for me...well, just come on your way in twenty minutes."
And with that, she set off into the night, leaving Thomas where he was. Thomas really wanted to go after Emily, but with what she had just told him, he also liked being surprised. So he remained where he was, waiting for twenty minutes to pass. But in his building excitement over what would happen tonight, every minute ticked by like five minutes, making his boiler bubble and his fire burn fiercely.
And then, twenty minutes later, which felt more like an hour to Thomas, he was ready. He whistled surely and set off down the line, feeling himself begin to tingle almost anxiously. What would he and Emily do on this night? After a whole year of waiting for the next Christmas together, what in Sodor's name would they do?
Eventually, another half an hour later, Thomas came to the Steamworks. As he slowed down, the Steamworks seemed much bigger than he thought. He wasn't sure if it was his mind playing tricks on him, or his romantic fantasies getting in the way. He slowly made his way inside and was puzzled at first. Inside the Steamworks, it was very dark and quiet. But not for long.
"Oh, Thomas?" Emily's voice sang from somewhere. "I see you, but can you see me?"
Thomas heard her song-like voice and felt his cheeks get warm. "Emily? Where are you?"
"Come and find me," her voice said teasingly. Thomas slowly inched further forward, listening to Emily's voice tease him again.
"A little further in, Thomas...Almost there...and...stop! There we go...okay, Thomas...are you ready?"
"Uh...r-ready? F-for what?" he asked feebly.
"Before we jump into each other and make everything warm and tingly, I've got something to show you!" her voice said smoothly, but happily.
Thomas felt himself go very still. What could this mean? Then suddenly, a bright white light in the Steamworks shone down in front of Thomas. There was the turntable, and just ahead of it, still hidden a little in the dark, was Emily. Thomas could see her smiling from buffer to buffer.
"Hm-hm! You've found me, Thomas," she giggled. "But you haven't seen me just yet."
"What have the workmen done for you tonight, Emily?" Thomas asked shakily.
"The reason I told you to wait for a while...you'll find out now, Thomas. Victor was kind enough to take up my request...and now...oh, Thomas."
Then Emily slowly began inching toward the turntable, toward the beam of light. And then, her amazing face showed into the light. Thomas felt his heart jump as he felt that something truly amazing was going to happen tonight. He stared at her truly beautiful face as she sighed dreamily and began to purr very softly. As she huffed right underneath the Steamworks' lights and onto the turntable, her lovely eyes glimmered even as she batted her eyelashes to him. Thomas felt as though something immense would befall his eyes.
Then Emily began to slowly turn around on the turntable in a circle, and, by Sodor, was she a sight! Emily had been specially polished all over from bufferbeam to tender. Her bufferbeam was gleaming with its lovely, crimson-red color, with her silver buffers shining and twinkling like diamonds. The handrail just over her head shone brightly as she kept turning around. When Thomas began to see her side, her perfectly polished emerald livery practically leapt out at him and almost felt alive to him. Emily's wheels, side rods and funnel shone brightly, with her golden angel's ring at the top gleaming the brightest of all. And behind her funnel, her brass safety valve and gold-coloured whistle all glistened beautifully just the same.
Seeing all of this made Thomas' mouth begin to gape and hang open, feeling his heart buzz right into his throat, nearly ready to jump out at her fabulous emerald body. But then, Emily's tender came into view, letting Thomas soak it all in. Then as he saw the back of her tender and the yellow square lines around it, he felt almost tempted to huff forward and kiss her tender. Then her other side came into view, which let him stare all he wanted, which is exactly what Emily wanted him to do tonight. When she completed a full circle, the turntable stopped, and Emily could now see Thomas' eyes as big as dinner plates as he began to shake.
Then Emily came huffing toward him, off the turntable. Thomas came slowly forward too, closing the gap between their buffers. Then Emily came right up, touching their buffers together. Then Emily leaned in and kissed Thomas gently on the lips, which made him turn profusely red in the face. Thomas quickly pressed his face to Emily's as their lips began to play and nibble each other in their kiss until they let go to retrieve their breath. Thomas felt his body shudder as he felt Emily's perfectly warm, soft and such creamy skin.
"Oh...oh...Emily," Thomas whispered heavily. "I've fanaticized for one whole year to be with you at Christmas...but I never imagined it would be just like this! You're...you're SO beautiful! My beautiful emerald Christmas angel!"
And he leaned in slowly and pressed his lips to her cheek, making her skin softly press inward against his lips. Emily breathed in and moaned happily as Thomas kissed her slowly.
"Oh...Thank you, Tommy," she crooned as she rubbed her little nose to his. "So...do you like what you see? Do you love how my body looks?"
Thomas brushed his lips on Emily's chin and leaned left and right, rubbing his lips along her warm skin.
"I love it all, Emily...your funnel's ring is perfect for the angel you always are...as we both know, your smokebox looks just like a beautiful woman's hair...your emerald paintwork and yellow stripes are indeed most lavishing to look at from all corners of your body..."
Then he looked directly at her face and every feature that made her what she was.
"Your face is so beautiful, Emily...your twinkling eyes, your perfectly rounded cheeks and chin, your adorable little nose...and your lovely little lips."
Emily giggled and chortled as Thomas began rubbing his face on her soft, delicate cheeks, which made her squeak with delight.
"Oh...he-he-he...I love how much you love my soft, creamy face, Tommy," she giggled.
"And what's more..." Thomas continued as he looked right down. "Your buffers and bufferbeam are so sparkly tonight...So lovely and red, and your silver buffers...oh, it's all simply perfect! You're perfect, Emily...I...I love you!"
Emily leaned up and down to nod yes, then batted her eyelashes right to Thomas...then she licked her lips.
"Thomas...it's time," she whispered. "No more waiting...let's go."
That was exactly what Thomas wanted to hear. He let Emily buffer up to him, and they huffed off together, out of the Steamworks and along the line. The whole time, Thomas held his gaze on Emily. Her smile slowly became bigger and bigger and she began to sigh with growing lust and passion, which made Thomas begin to feel jumpy.
At last, they came to Knapford Sheds and went right inside, feeling much warmer. To their initial surprise, it was fairly decorated inside the shed for Christmas. Thomas and Emily wondered who might have done it. There were lines of silver tinsel along the windows, holly sprigs on the window sills, and in the middle of the ceiling, in just the right spot...a line of mistletoe.
"Well, Emily...it appears that Santa has already been here," Thomas joked lightly. "Look at the sheds!"
"Hm-hm!" Emily giggled. "It looks perfect, Thomas...but who really did this, I wonder?"
Then, on one of the window sills, there was a large note. Emily could see what was written on it.
"Hello, Thomas and Emily.
This time of year. Such a special and wholesome holiday for all of us. But for
you two, it's a whole lot more. Whenever you may come here, flourish in your
warm embrace, never let go of each other's buffers, and above all...
Merry Christmas!
With love and good will toward engines, from David."
Emily softly gasped and smiled hugely. "Oh, David. Merry Christmas to you too."
"He came here and decorated the sheds!" Thomas exclaimed.
"He gives Brandon and Helga such kind hospitality, and now, he's made the Love Shed perfect for both of us!" Emily bubbled.
Thomas and Emily fell silent for a few moments as they looked at the decorated shed. The silver tinsel sparkled lightly in the ceiling lights, and the holly sprigs were all dotted with little red berries. But when Thomas and Emily's eyes fell upon the mistletoe...that's when it all began.
"Mmm...Tommy..." Emily purred smoothly. Thomas looked right at her with glimmering eyes. "Merry Christmas, Thomas..."
"Oh...Merry Christmas, Emily..." Thomas whispered as he and Emily closed their eyes, buffered up, brought their lips together, and began kissing.
This was it. Thomas and Emily's warm embrace was now in motion. The two of them began kissing by the lips slowly and surely. Emily's soft, warm and creamy lips brushed and fluttered so softly along Thomas' smooth and gentle lips, which made both engines bulge their eyes, then close them as their minds melted steadily into utter euphoria. Their lips began to tickle very lightly in their kiss, which made them gradually become more passionate. Then their lips began to suck and pucker deeper into each other, sending a warm, tickly feeling through both engines. As Thomas began to bring his tongue toward Emily's and form a dance with her's, Emily slowly began to coo and whimper, breathing dreamily between each smooch in their kiss.
"Uhh...uh...oh...hmm...mmm...ooh..." Emily's lips uttered between smooches. "Hah...ah...ahh..."
Then she and Thomas began leaning left and right very slightly, letting their lips brush and rub together as their tongues began to wrestle very warmly. With each passing second, their lips became closer and stronger together, making both their faces turn red, and they both began to groan and hum rhythmically into their kiss. This went on for ten minutes, and then their lips popped apart, and they both drew in a huge breath, letting the red in their cheeks slowly fade. Only a minute later, Thomas stared into Emily's eyes and could see she wanted him to take the next move.
"Thomas..." Emily whispered. "Please...claim me...take me all in..."
"Time for your overdue Christmas presents, Emily. I love you." Thomas whispered quietly.
And with that, he leaned in again, puckered his lips, then kissed her lower lip, and down to her chin.
"Huh...oh...Thomas...I-I want you, Thomas..." Emily whispered. "Suck on my cheeks...suck them, Thomas. Please-please-ple-e-ease?"
Thomas smiled broadly and proceeded with delight. He gently brought his tongue out toward Emily, then for about half a minute, he licked her left cheek in gentle circles as if it were ice cream, making Emily blush and breathe deeply as her warm breath drifted along his face, which made him blush too. Then he closed his lips around her right cheek and began to suck on it gently, but surely, like a baby on a bottle of milk...or even more-so, like a baby nursing from its mother. Emily's cheek was so sweet and delicious to Thomas as the taste of peaches and strawberries tingled on the tip of his tongue. It was a perfect Christmas dream come true. When Emily felt Thomas' lips almost nursing on her cheek, she suddenly felt a lovely tingle in her boiler.
"Mmm...Mmm...that feels good...Oh, Thomas...ooh..." Emily purred as she felt the warm and gentle suction of Thomas' lips on her cheek.
Thomas was in heaven as he dotted the tip of his tongue on her cheek, just as Emily was in heaven too. Her cheek was now tickling and tingling so beautifully, she felt like she would fall asleep right there...but then, Emily began to feel a creeping sense in her boiler. She felt her steam slowly creeping and trickling through her pipes and settling into her cylinders and steam ports. It felt so nice and warm, and even tickled Emily inside. Then Thomas' soft voice fed that very fire of pleasure, waiting to ignite.
"Tonight is just for you and me, Emily. Mmm, you're so cozy, Emily. I'll make sure you feel nice and warm all night...Merry Christmas."
"Yes...oh, yes, Thomas!" Emily gasped and cooed with such a purr in her dreamy voice. Her cylinders and steam ports were now tingling very steadily.
"I...I feel my steam, Thomas," she crooned dreamily. "So warm and tickly...oh, oh, ohh...here comes some steam, Thomas...Ahh..."
And as she sighed and moaned very happily, her steam gently emitted from her wheels and swirled gently through the shed. Thomas' heart was racing like Gordon as the Shooting Star as he watched Emily's steam drift and swirl through the shed...but then, Emily's voice swept through the air again, as she got a little idea just to tease him. She closed her eyes and pretended to sound sleepy.
"Ohh, Thomas..." she cooed soothingly. "My steam is so lovely and cozy. I think I'll fall...fast...a...asleep. Zzz...ohh...Zzz...ooh...Zzz..."
Emily's steam continued to swirl through the shed as she snored so adorably. Then as she whistled softly, Thomas could hardly stand it much longer and he suddenly blew his whistle with overwhelming delight and fervor. Emily's eyes opened again and she began to laugh as her steam disappeared.
"Emily, what are you...?" Thomas puzzled.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha!" Emily laughed. "I wasn't really sleepy, Thomas. That was just to tease you."
Thomas narrowed his eyes and smiled cheekily. "I see. Well, this is just to tease you now."
And he suddenly buffered up again and began nibbling her chin. Emily jumped and squealed. "Ahh! T-Thomas! Oh-ho-ho-ho!"
Thomas let go a few seconds later and let Emily catch her breath. But then, a few moments later, Emily remembered her many past nights of love with Thomas. Then she remembered how they would lean every which way, and how she danced for him during their royal fantasy. As it was nearly Christmas and since they were back together again for the occasion after an entire year, she thought it was time for something quite exceptional. Something they had never done before.
"Thomas..." she whispered gently. "I...I think I...want to do something completely new..."
Thomas looked into her eyes. "Yes, Emily? What might that be?"
"Well...I remember how I danced for you on our night of royal fantasy," said Emily. "But with this coming Christmas...I think I'd like...to..."
"Yes, Emily?" said Thomas.
Emily slowly began to lean her body upwards. "We've always touched buffer to buffer since we first met...but for this Christmas...I..."
Thomas wondered just what she was doing as she slowly leaned upwards, ever-so slightly, but noticeably a tiny bit higher than she did for her dance with Thomas.
"E-Emily...what on Sodor are you doing?" Thomas asked quietly, but heavily.
Emily didn't answer. She kept leaning slowly upward, as high as she could manage. When she stopped, her front was just over half a foot higher than usual. Thomas was puzzled at first, but slowly it began to click what she might have had in mind, and he decided perhaps he should lean as low as he could. Emily watched with glimmering eyes as he did so. When he went as low as he could, he was just over half a foot or so lower...and in that moment, he found himself at face-length, almost eye-length to Emily's bufferbeam. As it very slowly became clear to Thomas, Emily gently danced left and right, gently shaking her bufferbeam to Thomas, just to tease him even more. Then she leaned just a little to the right, which brought her left buffer closer to Thomas. Just before he could ask what was going on, she spoke first.
"Kiss them, Thomas," she said in such a silky, sweet voice. "Kiss my buffers...they're just for you...Merry Christmas, Tommy."
Thomas could not believe what he had heard, or what he was seeing now. Never before had Emily made an approach like this. It seemed almost too much to be true. But here it was. It was like another very rare dream come true. Thomas felt almost nervous as he gently leaned in toward her left buffer, feeling his heart jiggle. Her silver buffer shone beautifully in the ceiling lights. Then Thomas kissed her buffer quite feebly. Like all buffers were, Emily's buffer was hard and a little cold, as everyone knew buffers were, all too well. But Thomas didn't think much of that. What seized his attention was Emily's very shy giggle and pink blush on her cheeks.
"What is it, Emily?" asked Thomas.
"Oh...Oh...Thomas!" Emily squealed. "You're...oh, what you're doing...what I'M doing...it's so, SO cute!"
Thomas blushed very sheepishly himself. "Well...he-he...I...I will say your silver buffers are very lovely, Emily, and they are cute in their way...but I never thought something like this would happen. I think this is exceptionally exceptional in every meaning of the word!"
"Oh?" Emily cooed. "Well, I don't see us doing this very often either...it's all just for our missed Christmas."
Thomas smiled. "I think that's the best way to put it. Merry Christmas, Emily."
Then Emily leaned gently to the left, bringing her right buffer to Thomas. He leaned toward it and kissed it too, making Emily giggle and bubble most wildly.
"Oh! T-Thomas!" she squealed. "This is just...so unusual! But...I...I like it!"
Thomas giggled back to Emily as he kissed her buffer a few more times. And with that, Emily leaned right back down to normal, as did Thomas. Then they both spent another moment staring deeply into each other's eyes.
"Cinders and Ashes, Emily...that...that was most unexpected...thank you," Thomas said quietly.
"You're welcome through and through, Thomas," Emily replied. "I just wanted us to make this Christmas one of the absolute best and one of those which we will remember the absolute most, after last year."
"So do I, Emily," Thomas smiled. "Now...shall we carry on?"
"Oh, yes!" Emily gasped excitedly.
So Thomas did. He resumed his spells of love on Emily's face and began kissing her chin again, trailing his lips gently on the sides of her chin as he felt her skin slowly become warm again. He loved the feeling of her chin against his lips. Then he leaned back up to her petite little nose. Emily giggled and wriggled her nose at him to welcome him in. Thomas blushed and began kissing the tip of her nose, which made Emily shudder and release quite bubbly giggles.
"Is my Christmas angel ticklish?" Thomas asked sweetly as he kept kissing her nose. Emily didn't utter any words. She just kept giggling adorably.
Thomas turned to her nose and watched as it twitched to every kiss he gave her there, accompanied by Emily's constant chirps and giggles. A minute later, Thomas turned his attention back to her cheeks and began nibbling her skin quickly, but effectively.
"Oh...ha-ha-ha-ha...don't stop, Tommy...that tickles...ha-ha-ha-ha!" she laughed shakily.
Thomas had no intention of stopping for a long, long time. He slowly became more gentle and lightly brushed his lips on Emily's blushing cheeks, which somehow made Emily go wild with an unbelievable tingle in her body, making her squeal and chirp loudly with delight. Thomas brushed his lips to the middle of her cheeks and kissed them softly for another three minutes, until suddenly, Emily gently let off steam again, letting another warm, white stream of steam float through the air and along Thomas' face, and he loved it. Emily trembled and sighed as she loved it too.
"Well, my emerald angel? Did you love that?" Thomas asked.
Emily breathed in hugely then puckered her lips and blew out her air, puffing up her cheeks like balloons as she caught her breath.
"Oh...whew...ooh...T-Thomas!" she panted. "I...I loved that! That was wonderful!"
Thomas beamed from buffer to buffer and looked very proud of himself. Emily sighed again as she gazed at her Christmas cobalt star. Everything they had done so far was countless times better than either of them expected this coming Christmas to be.
But then, Emily's heart jumped in her boiler. They had sparked this night off with a strong start, and now Thomas had done his part of the Christmas spells...now, after a whole year of waiting and wondering, it was Emily's turn. She suddenly began purring again, making Thomas look right at her and figure out what would come next. Emily pressed her face to Thomas' and began to softly kiss and nibble his cheek.
"E-Emily..." Thomas gasped briefly.
"Shh...Shh..." Emily whispered. "Merry Christmas, Thomas...time for your overdue Christmas presents from your Christmas angel."
And she continued kissing Thomas along his cheeks. She went slowly at first, letting her lips cuddle and brush on Thomas' skin, which made him groan quietly and smile very wide. They had shared a fair few times like this over the past year, but for Thomas to feel Emily's soft, warm lips again around Christmas was too special for words. Then her lips began trailing upward toward his nose, where she began to kiss the very tip of his nose.
"Oh, Emily..." Thomas whispered purely. "I...I love your creamy lips...so cozy and soft..."
"Yes, Thomas," Emily whispered as she planted a kiss on his lips before going for his chin and kissing him there three times in a row.
"Ooh! Emily!" Thomas laughed. "He-he! That tickles!"
Emily giggled in turn, then gave Thomas another surprise. She began gently sucking on his cheek, making Thomas gasp again as he felt the tip of her tongue dotting daintily along his cheek, right to his special spot, which then made him groan happily. Emily felt as though she and Thomas were slowly losing their minds again, which was a feeling they both loved so much at times like this...until she got another idea and slowly stopped to let Thomas rest. A few minutes later, she looked up again with that little glimmer in the center of her lovely eyes.
"Emily?" Thomas asked, wondering what she could be thinking next.
"T-Thomas..." she whispered. "Ohh, my dear Thomas...please watch me..."
And slowly, but surely, she began leaning left and right, and up and down, doing her little dance for him again, just like she did on their night of royal fantasy. Thomas exclaimed with sure adoration as Emily softly hummed and sang a little to her little dance. Her quiet singing voice was enough to make Thomas shudder all over as he stared at her little dancing motions. It was so adorable, yet alluring.
"By Sodor, you are such a sexy engine, Emily," Thomas bubbled.
"Oh, Thomas...I love how right you are...De-dee-de-de-de-de. La-la-la, la-la..." Emily whispered and continued to sing softly, all to Thomas' delight.
Emily stopped and went still a minute later, then gazed into Thomas' eyes again. This time, Thomas felt that she wanted to do something else that was extremely intimate. Perhaps something they only did once before so far.
"What are you doing, Emily?" Thomas asked as she blinked once and buffered up to him again.
"Thomas...oh, Thomas. I...I love you..." she whispered very softly and dreamily. "Please, Thomas...let me bathe you in the warm and pure gift I have for you this Christmas holiday. Oh, Tommy...Merry Christmas..."
Thomas felt his heart jump into his throat as Emily softly closed her eyes and gently opened her mouth. And then, Thomas saw it. On Emily's beautiful, pink tongue, was her warm, slippery, gooey and shiny saliva, glistening so beautifully. Thomas gaped and stared so deeply as her open lips curled upward into a smile and she let her tongue reach out and began drooling gently on Thomas' face again after so, so long since their royal fantasy.
As Thomas felt Emily's shiny, glistening saliva gently trail down along his cheek, he wanted to exclaim very loudly, but his voice stuck fast in his smokebox like it very rarely did before. Emily sighed seductively, letting her warm breath drift over Thomas' face, which made him tingle like crazy.
But Emily kept going. She gently leaned to Thomas' other cheek and drooled gently there too. Thomas' boiler was about to burst and he fought desperately not to run too rampant...until Emily's saliva trailed a little...into his mouth. Thomas froze in an instant and didn't move. Emily felt her heart skip a beat, not of fear, but immense anticipation. She waited just a few moments, which felt like several minutes.
"Emily..." Thomas whispered, barely audible. "Your...your shiny, glistening saliva..."
Emily gasped quietly. "Yes...yes, Thomas?" she said very softly.
"It's...it's so...s-s-sweet," Thomas whispered. "S-sweeter than honey."
Emily gasped slowly, her mouth gaped with a huge smile and her eyes bulged. "T...Thomas...how indefinitely and overly sweet can you be?"
Thomas' eyes softened immensely. "As sweet as I can ever be for you, Emily."
And he leaned in and began licking Emily's cheek again, tasting the sweet and creamy sense of peaches and strawberries on her beautiful, warm cheek.
"Oh...Thomas! He-he-he-he! That tickles," Emily giggled as Thomas licked her cheek, then kissed it strongly.
"Now...time to finish off my share of these spells," Emily cooed as she buffered up and began licking Thomas' cheek, trailing her shiny, glistening saliva wherever she pleasured Thomas. Thomas groaned and sighed most harmoniously.
"Oh, Emily...please don't stop," he groaned. "I love your beautiful tongue so much..."
"I love this too. Mmm...you're very yummy, Tommy," Emily giggled seductively.
Then she began trailing her saliva off Thomas' cheeks with her tongue, preening him like a mother fox preening her kit. Things almost couldn't be any blissfully better for Thomas and Emily. Thomas' cheeks were blushing wildly against Emily's warm, wet and slippery tongue as she kept lapping gently on his smooth, sensitive cheeks as if they were ice cream, which made Emily hum happily through every moment...and soon enough, Thomas could feel his steam building up very strongly. He knew he wouldn't last much longer as he began to tingle madly inside.
"Emily...I...I...I feel my steam getting ready!" Thomas gasped. "Please...keep going!"
"I want you to let off steam, Tommy. Give Emily a lovely hug," Emily whispered wistfully.
And she began brushing her lips and nibbling Thomas on his cheeks before she gave him one more loving lick on his cheek to push him just over the edge that he needed. In that moment, that was all that had to be done.
"Ahh...E-Emily! I...I'm gonna burst!" Thomas groaned.
And right on cue, Thomas couldn't hold together for another moment. His steam tingled most wildly, then with a wail of joy, Thomas' steam emitted steadily from his wheels and drifted through the air across Emily's face, making her squeal and laugh with victory.
"Oh, Thomas!" she sang so happily. "Thank you! Thank you, Tommy! How did I do, sweetie. Did you love that?"
Thomas' steam continued through the air for a few seconds more before he began panting and gasping over such a powerful feeling.
"Fire and Smoke, Emily!" he exclaimed. "That stole my mind! That was truly amazing! Thank you, my angel!"
And to reward her, he pressed his lips as deeply as he could to her cheek, pressing her skin inward and he smooched very nosily, which made Emily keep giggling until he popped his lips away and watched her skin puff out again. After that, both engines spent a while breathing heavily over everything that had been happening between them. They wondered if there was anything else left to do after such an outlandish, yet purely passionate night. They smiled happily to each other, letting each other's warm breath pass along their faces...until Emily looked up once more. There was just one more thing she and Thomas had to do to satisfy their wishes for the night.
"Thomas...my handsome cobalt star," Emily whispered. "This has been such a special night in so many ways...I love you so much...and now...it's time to finish off this most wonderful night. I want us to truly embrace each other's hold for this Christmas..."
Thomas leaned up and down to nod yes...then he saw Emily lean in toward him again. Then she gently leaned a little to the right, smiling directly at Thomas. In that moment, he figured out just what they would do to conclude the evening.
"Are...are we going to kiss together, Emily? All the way, my beautiful emerald angel?" he asked, smiling with joy.
"Yes, Tommy, my love," Emily smiled back. "Come get me, Thomas. It's time."
Now came the part Thomas and Emily had been waiting for above all else. Their simultaneous kisses. Thomas gently leaned to the right, as Emily had done. They then leaned in until their lips touched each other's cheek, and they began kissing steadily and purely, gently rubbing their noses together as they did. As they felt each other's lips kissing and nibbling each other in such a strong and romantic union, they could feel that lovely tingle in their boilers once again as they heartbeats began to race one more time for the night. And their noses felt so tingly as they rubbed together so lovingly. This would indeed be a Christmas to remember most significantly.
"Ohh...ooh! Thomas...your kisses feel s-so good! Yes...oh, yes, Thomas!" Emily shuddered happily.
"Aww! Oh, Emily! Your nose is so much fun to play with...and your creamy cheeks, too...Ohh..." Thomas groaned steadily.
Then Thomas began nibbling Emily's cheek up and down wherever he could reach, tickling her lightly. Then he nibbled her chin and nose.
"Yes-yes-yes-yes...ooh...oh, Thomas..." Emily whimpered. "Yes...yes..."
"E-Em...Emily," Thomas whimpered with joy. "You're so beautiful, soft and warm...I love you! I love you, Emily!"
And he gradually began kissing Emily faster and more strongly. Emily gasped and began kissing Thomas faster and more strongly too, feeling her boiler begin to bubble strongly and her fire burn fiercely. Thomas then gave Emily's cheek a few happy licks to play with her. It made Emily jump and shudder as she felt Thomas' tongue tickling her.
"Ahh! Ha-ha-ha-ha!" she laughed loudly. "Ohh! I love you! I love you, Thomas! Yes! Ohh!" Emily moaned with delight.
Then she brought her tongue out and gave Thomas a few tickly licks on his cheek, which made him almost yelp.
"Ahh! I love you too, Emily! Goodness...Ahh!" Thomas exclaimed.
Both engines continued to kiss, nibble and suck each other's cheek and rub their noses together, which made them both feel a strong tingle in their boilers, which slowly, but surely became stronger and stronger. After all that they had done this evening, this was the pinnacle for both of them to bask in all they could. Thomas and Emily still awaited Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, wondering just would turn out over those two days, but what they felt together right now was much more powerful than anything else they could think of together, in their Christmas shed, endlessly kissing, licking, nibbling and tickling each other's faces with overdue passion, vigor and fervor.
At last, after nearly an hour of such intense love-making together, the time had come for both engines. Thomas could feel his steam steadily creeping through his pipes and steam ports, making him tingle even more.
"E-Emily...Emily!" Thomas squirmed. "I'm...Ahh! I'm...I'm gonna burst any moment!"
Emily began to feel her steam creeping and trickling through her pipes, into her cylinders and steam ports, which tickled her very warmly inside.
"Oh...oh, yes! I'm gonna burst too, Thomas! I...I can't hold my steam in!" she squealed.
"Me neither!" Thomas groaned strongly. "I...I can't!"
"No, Thomas! Please...don't hold it in," Emily pleaded softly. "Let off your steam, Thomas. It's okay, dear. Please hug me, Thomas...let me feel your warm embrace!"
"Hah...Ahh!" Thomas wailed. "Yes, Emily! Please...let off your steam, Emily! Let's feel our warm embrace together!"
Even as he spoke, both engines' steam was only a pin away from letting loose with such Christmas warmth which only these two could feel together.
"Thomas...THOMAS!" Emily whistled loudly.
"EMILY!" Thomas whistled just as loudly.
Thomas and Emily had both been wondering what it would feel like to let each other's steam flow over the other in their warm embrace tonight. At last, they would now truly feel it. Thomas' steam suddenly let loose with almost explosive force, hissing loudly and heavily. In that same moment, Emily's steam ports finally let loose and sent her steam out with a similar force. She and Thomas screamed with such intense joy, passion and love for each other.
Their steam engulfed a great deal of the shed and blanketed them both in their warm embrace, just as they had planned together. They buffered even closer so they could see each other's faces through the steam, and they pressed their lips together, diving into such a warm, steamy kiss in every way. Their steam lingered over both of them as they hugged each other as such and feeling so immensely warm and snug together. Their kissing was now much more gentle and soft as they slowly began to relax again.
Even as the two engines began to relax, their steam still gently emitted from their wheels, drifting softly through the sheds now as their big steam cloud slowly faded away. Now they could see each other clearly again, and over the next few minutes, they became quiet and gentle again, kissing much more softly, nibbling each other's chins and giving a gentle lick to each other's cheek. Soon, their steam stopped emitting, and all was quiet again. Thomas and Emily breathed deeply and kept sighing passionately to each other, feeling such bask and afterglow which made them both feel so warm inside.
"Huh...oh...ohh..." Emily said softly as she felt her entire body relax again, making her smile peacefully. She felt so lovely.
Thomas felt lovely too as his breathing returned to normal.
"I love you, Thomas, my Christmas star," Emily whispered as her boiler bubbled softly. "Tonight was so...so wonderful...it was a perfect Christmas dream come true! Thank you so much, Tommy!"
"I love you too, Emily, my Christmas angel," Thomas smiled back. "I don't think I'll ever want to be away for Christmas ever again. You were so amazing."
In his now very tired state, he leaned in and pressed his face to Emily's beautiful, creamy cheeks. They were so warm and soft, Thomas felt like her cheeks were velvet pillows.
"Mm-hm-hm-hm!" Emily giggled with bubbly joy. "You know just how to serve your beautiful queen, Tommy...I don't think we've ever done so like this before! You are such a glorious King of Fantasies...and of Christmas!"
Thomas smiled very happily. "Emily, my Christmas Queen. If we had our way, I would serve you like this for as long as either of us could ever want."
"Oh, Thomas. I can't wait for another night like this!" Emily giggled happily.
"Oh, my beautiful Emily, don't you worry," Thomas smiled kindly. "Next time will be just as riveting...and spell-struck as you and I may please."
And they shared a few more soft, very gentle kisses to each other's cheeks, feeling perfectly happy and relaxed now. After a few more gentle nibbles and kisses, both engines steadily felt themselves becoming very, very sleepy. This had been a most glorious and merry night. Surely the most spellbound night they had ever spent for the time of Christmas, and the sleep that was creeping into them would be absolutely blissful and so warm and snug tonight.
"Ohh...Ohh..." Emily yawned through her beautiful smile. "Sweet dreams, Thomas. Merry Christmas, my handsome cobalt star."
"Sweet dreams, Emily. Ohh...Merry Christmas, my beautiful emerald angel," Thomas yawned.
And without further delay, Thomas and Emily shared one more kiss together for the night, then softly pressed their faces into a warm, safe cuddle and they both fell fast, fast asleep, humming very quietly to each other in their sleep and holding their warm cheeks together. As Emily's favourite Christmas song was named, it was truly a silent night in Knapford Sheds. The only sound to be heard was the soft, blissful breathing of Thomas and Emily as they snuggled together so warmly and continued to sleep so deeply that night, as Christmas Eve steadily arrived on the stroke of twelve. For all the events that had transpired this night, and others that would soon follow, this would be one Christmas Thomas and Emily would always look back on, in pure, unwavering love.
Yeah so remember when we did "The King's Fantasy"? This is basically a Christmas version of that story, making lightning strike twice as it were. There was no one we couldn't have a story about Thomas and Emily making up for the Christmas they lost together while Thomas was in Australia, which as far as we're concerned, justifies the reason why this is an M rating. As for the kissing buffers thing, that's only going to be one-off occurance exclusive to this story, just to make it more unique since we haven't really focused on Thomas and Emily in some time. Now, our next Christmas story will be an adaptation of "Thomas' Animal Ark" from Series 22, one of my absolute favourite episodes from that season, and it marks the true end of Series 22 in this canon. So tell us what you thought of this story and until next time, stay safe and wash your hands.