A/N: Well...it seems the consensus so far was for MOAR...so...more I give you. This is my second bite of a Christmas gift to you all, I hope you enjoy it.

This chapter, of course, contained a Cigarette Warning™, so...y'know, use it wisely and all! ;-)

On with it, then...

Disclaimer: I do not own skins. I kinda wish I owned a Naomi in a sexy elf outfit, though... *reow* Any and all typos were hidden by candy canes...

(Emily POV)

(An hour later)

I let her doze for a while. I slowly stroked her skin as I did so, and my touch occasionally made her shiver slightly, and cuddle closer to me. About the fifth time I did it, she spoke softly.

"S'nice."

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Mmhmm. Tender."

"Not as tender as your arse, I bet."

A smile crossed her lips as she chuckled softly. "Your little elf was well dealt with."

"You think I'm finished with her yet?" I teased, slowly dragging my fingertips up her spine and feeling her shiver once more.

"No..." She whispered. "I know for a fact that she isn't."

"Oh, really?"

She opened her bright blue eyes and looked at me. "Am I wrong?"

I smirked at her, and shook my head. "You know I was letting you rest."

"Yeah."

"And are you rested, my beautiful one?" I asked, softly brushing my lips across her temple.

"Yes." She replied.

I brought her lips up to mine and kissed them deeply. "Then... go into our room, kneel at the foot of our bed, with your back facing it, close your eyes, and wait for me." I said, pulling the blanket off the both of us. I let my fingertips run down her spine as she got up and left the room, her wrists still cuffed and linked by the red rope. I don't deny I had a good long perve at her before she disappeared around the corner, and finally got up, making my way into our bedroom. I leaned in the doorway for a moment, taking in the sight of her kneeling body.

Absolutely breathtaking, and that outfit... My reaction to it wasn't quite something I could put into proper words at the time, but the corset and stockings was something I definitely wouldn't mind seeing her in again, and I made a note to make that happen sometime soon. She wasn't just beautiful to me in them, she was heart-stoppingly sexy, to the point where for a few moments, all I could really do was just look at her. I'm fairly sure if my eyes could have jumped out of their sockets and fucked every inch of her, they would have. The Santa hat was still perched on top of her head, and gave the picture of her more of a festive touch.

I slowly padded into the room, quietly unbuttoning my shirt, leaving it open. "Do you have...any idea...how sexy you look?" I asked, my voice low as I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them, along with my knickers, down my hips, letting them fall to my ankles. Before she could answer me, I spoke again. "Raise your hands." She obeyed quickly, holding her hands up and out from her lusciously presented body. I unclipped one of the cuffs from the rope. "Put them down." Again, quick, unthinking compliance. My brow furrowed as my stomach clenched, and I reached for her chin, tilting it upwards. "Open your eyes."

She opened them, and her pupils were wide, surrounded by a thin ring of blue around the outside.

"Tell me who you are." I commanded.

"I am yours, and yours alone." She said, her voice still having a slightly dreamy tone to it.

I stepped closer to her, and slipped my hand around the back of her head, drawing her close to my stomach. Without asking, she began to place soft kisses against my skin, and without a syllable of instruction, she began to kiss further down, until her tongue nudged itself between my folds and began to lick softly at my clit, which felt like it ached from the unchecked arousal I felt from fucking her earlier. "Oh, beautiful..." I whispered, softly, cradling her head in my hands as she licked me. My breathing became laboured as her tongue flicked rapidly against my swollen nub and I moaned as I felt her arms wrap around my knees to keep me upright. My head tipped backwards as she wrapped her lips around it and began sucking, my fingers threading further into the hair at the back of her neck and trying to pull her closer. I felt myself clench as a broken moan spilled from my lips and I came shuddering from the attention she gave me.

Her soft kisses floated back upwards to my stomach, and I looked back down, just as she looked upward and met her eyes with mine. There was a simple smirk on her lips, but it meant so much more that was nothing short of complex. "What does Mrs Claus plan to do with her elf next?" She asked, oh, so softly.

I reached up and slowly peeled my shirt from my shoulders, leaving me standing in only a turquoise bra. "I plan to fuck her." I said, huskily.

She grinned. "Will Mrs Claus tie her naughty elf back up?" She asked, her voice innocent but with a glint in her beautiful eyes.

"Hmm...depends if she resists me or not..." I smirked. Naomi raised an eyebrow and got to her feet, staring at me with a look that bordered on defiant. "Oh... Naughty enough to disobey my request to remain on your knees..." I said, my voice teasing. "Tsk... That will not do at all."

Again a cheeky grin. "W-what are you g-going to do about it?" She said, nervousness creeping into her voice.

"Is that a challenge?" I asked, trailing my fingertips down between her breasts, which were pushed so deliciously upward by the corset. I placed my hands on them and squeezed gently.

"What do you think?" She smirked. I reached around and slid my hand down her spine, smacking her arse firmly. She jolted towards me and whimpered softly, and I felt her breathing quicken.

"Cheeky little elf..." I mused. I kissed her roughly, muffling her moan with my lips and then trailed my lips to her earlobe, tugging it between my teeth. "I accept." I whispered, and then pushed her backwards onto the bed and scrambled on top of her, straddling her hips and she tried to shuffle back away from me. "Nowhere to go, my naughty one..." I said, my voice low and dominant, as I grabbed her already cuffed wrists. I fused my lips to hers once more, kissing her hungrily and feeling her respond to me. The movement of our lips was eager and rough, and as I broke off the kiss and set about passing the rope through the rails of the bedhead, she began to eagerly kiss down my chest. When I pulled on the rope to secure her arms in place, she gasped, and her eyes met mine, wide with aroused curiosity. Her muffled whimper was soft and needy as I kissed her again, pushing my tongue between her lips. I pulled my head back as we kissed, making her lift her head off the pillow, and when she couldn't move it any further towards me, I teased her by softly pecking at her lips, finally gripping her bottom lip gently between my teeth and pulling it. "Mine." I whispered.

I shuffled down her body, reaching behind my back to unhook my bra, pulling it off my shoulders and tossing it to the floor. I traced my fingertips along her collarbones and down her chest, beginning to quickly undo the hooks at the front that held the corset together. Once it was all the way open, I pushed my hands inside and spread it open, wasting zero time in attaching my lips to her nipples. Naomi began to arch under me and strain against the cuffs as I licked, kissed, gently bit and tugged at her nipples with my teeth, feeling them become bullet-hard from the attention I gave them. She looked down at me as I made eye contact with her, as I tugged again on each nipple with my teeth, and when I saw her bottom lip tucking itself between her own teeth, the animal in me took over for a moment, and I lunged upward, a moan spilling from her throat as I growled and latched myself onto her neck, sucking hard at her throat as my thigh ground between her legs.

Her hips moved against me, and as I sucked harder, she responded with a long hiss and another moan of surrender. I pulled back, seeing the dark red mark I had left on her throat, and began to quickly kiss and nip my way down her now exposed body, not stopping until I was perched between her thighs. I lifted her legs onto my shoulders and dove into her wet folds with my tongue, lapping greedily at her hot, wet heat. She squealed as I flicked against her clit, and moaned incoherently as I pushed my tongue inside her again, tasting her from the source. Her hips rocked and tensed against me, her legs attempting to pull me closer to her as I thrust my tongue into her, and quick as I could switch, I slid my tongue out and two of my fingers as deep as they would go, drawing a strangled cry from her as I felt her shudder. "Fuck...yes!" She moaned, as I began to thrust into her with my fingers, snaking my tongue back around her clit and then lapping it directly with fast, eager strokes.

If the loud gasps turning into breathy moans were anything to go by, she was having one hell of an orgasm, even if the trembling of her body wasn't reacting to the rubbing of my fingers against the pleasurable spot inside her. As her body tensed and shook, I began to kiss across the line of the red garter belt spread across her stomach, slowing the movement of my fingers inside her. I watched as her chest heaved with her panting breaths, hearing the soft grown as I slid my fingers from her, coated in her wetness. "Did my naughty elf enjoy that?" I purred.

She looked down at me and nodded, still seemingly lost for words, and even more so, as with a wicked smirk I slipped my fingers into my mouth and sucked them clean. At the sight of me doing this, she groaned as her head flopped back on the pillow beneath it.

"Just as she liked being fucked earlier?" I teased, as I got up onto my feet and went to the oak box in the wardrobe. A soft whimper was my response. "Words, my little elf..."

"Yesss..."

"She knows I'm going to fuck her again, doesn't she?" I asked, as I took the strap on out and closed the box, hearing the soft squeak of the lid.

"Oh yes."

I moved to the end of the bed, and set about fastening the harness to my hips as I knelt out of sight. "She knows she is at my mercy..."

"Yes."

I smirked, and climbed up on to the bed, crawling over her body until my hips rested between her spread thighs and the strap on lay between us. I rocked my hips slowly into her, grinding it into her clit. "I'm going to make my naughty little elf beg, even without words, to be fucked. Then...beg to be fucked harder." I said, my voice low as I ground the head of the purple appendage against her clit, just enough to tease, but no faster. My eyes didn't leave hers as I ground into her, and I watched as they went impossibly wider. I kept up a slow rhythm for what felt like several long minutes as her nostrils flared and she couldn't help but bite her bottom lip, which made me more determined to fuck her brains out. "Go on...beg me. I know you want it." I whispered. "You're so on edge, I can barely see the blue in your eyes and you're all but saying the words... Come on, my naughty...little...slut. Beg me." I commanded.

Her eyes fluttered and her lips moved, but barely any sound came out. Then, a whimper. And then...a single, barely whispered word. "Please."

"Please what?" I teased.

"P-please...f-fuck m-me."

The strain in her voice pulled at me, and i repositioned my hips and slid my hand between us, guiding the head down until it began to slip inside her. It went in so easily due to her soaking wetness, and she groaned loudly as it filled her up, her wrists straining at the cuffs. My hands went to her hips and I began to thrust into her, long, steady strokes as she squirmed under me. Her eyes rolled backwards as an animal-like grunt came from her throat as I angled my hips so the length of the strap on caused friction against the sweet spot inside her, grinding my hips as I did so. She shook and trembled, my movements still slow, knowing that they were teasing her with some seriously pleasurable sensations. A short, high pitched whining moan spilled from her mouth as it hung open, her head tilted backwards as I continued to slowly fuck her.

"More?" I teased, huskily.

"Fuckyes..." She gasped. "Pleasssee..."

A wicked chuckle left my lips as I began to thrust my hips faster into her, appreciative and needy moans coming from her almost slack jaw. The words coming from her became more incoherent, more broken, as I thrust deeper.

"More...please...ah...fuck...*moan*...harder..." I picked up my pace, feeling her legs wrap around my thighs as I fucked her, tugging her nipples with my teeth and biting up to her neck and resuming sucking on the dark red mark on her neck. Her legs pulled me tighter to her, and she cried out loudly, beginning to shudder under me. "FUCK...coming...don't stop...FUCK ME!" Her words were incoherent as I ground my hips hard against her, making more contact with her clit, as well as thrusting harder into her. Her wrists strained hard against the rope and cuffs holding her in place, and her body stiffened beneath me as she gasped loudly, her hips rocking up hard into mine as she began to come.

The sound of her breathless gasps and the jerking movement of her body beneath mine started to set me off, and I fucked her harder still, feeling the tingling in my stomach begin to build higher. The movement of my thrusts into her became less graceful and more rough as I got closer, but my beautiful, sexy elf Naomi didn't seem to mind, one bit. She was as lost in the moment as I was, and it was not very much longer before she stiffened and shuddered under me again, her previous gasps of pleasure now throaty screams of bliss that matched my frenzied thrusts into her as my own orgasm gripped my insides and had me groaning into her ear before collapsing against her.

Her legs relaxed from around my hips and I slid out of her, releasing her wrists from the cuffs and removing the harness from my hips before turning her over onto her stomach and sliding the corset off her completely. I reached to the bedside table for the massage oil as I straddled the backs of her thighs, and, pouring a little into my palm, warmed it between my hands. I began to massage her shoulders, the oil allowing me to easily knead at her muscles, and eventually shuffled back a little and began to rub my hands gently over her still red arse. "I remember the first time I massaged you...you fell asleep."

"I know..." She said, her voice still echoing dreaminess. "You have...magic hands."

Eventually, I slid off her and laid next to her, the fluffy, velvety red Santa hat now lying on the pillow next to her. I tossed it aside, and gently kissed her shoulder. "Is my naughty little elf satisfied?" I asked softly, as I stroked along her arm.

A dirty, lazy grin crossed her lips. "Mrs Claus can fuck me like that... Anytime."

I laughed, and kissed her slowly. "Oh, my beautiful girl... Where ever did you get that outfit?"

"You like it?"

"I...love it." I replied. "I think you're beautiful, no matter what... But in that... Holy fuck, baby. I almost came just looking at you. You are fucking sexy as hell in lingerie."

"Hmm..." She mused. "Guess I'll have to remember that, then..."

"Oh, indeed."

She kissed me slowly. "Merry Christmas, Emily."

I smiled. "Merry Christmas to you too, Naomi."

A/N#2: *smirk*

Reviews are welcome, as ever. Thanks for reading this story, I hope you all enjoyed it.

Greetings of the season to you all, whether you celebrate it or not. Stay safe, don't drink too much, but still, take a moment to enjoy yourselves, yeah?

Bah humbug! :-P

~GN~ xo