ASHE

Ashe stifled a sigh as she placed yet another wrapped box into the eager hands of a small child on her lap. The child squealed in absolute delight as he hopped off the white-haired woman's lap and ran to his parents, excitedly chattering about how 'Mrs. Claus' had granted his Christmas wish of getting that one toy that Ashe couldn't be bothered to remember.

While Ashe was one of the people who usually liked children, what she was currently being put through made her everlasting patience thin slightly. Her lap was aching from having to endure all the posteriors of the children who came to tell 'Mrs. Claus' what they wanted, and the traditional Santa Claus suit she wore (made thinner to match her slim figure) made her feel hot and stuffy despite the young woman being seated in the centre of the ground floor of the air-conditioned Valoran City Mall.

She heard the clacking of heels get louder until they were right beside her. A husky, heavily-accented voice spoke out not long after the footsteps ceased. "Howdy do, Mrs. Claus?"

Ashe turned to find Sarah Fortune, one of her 'elves'. The elf outfit she wore hugged the redhead's curves while making a point to show off some skin. "Peachy, just peachy." Ashe muttered under her breath. "Still can't believe what upper management has decided to do with what is supposed to be a children's holiday."

Sarah chuckled, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "That's because upper management knows how to exploit for profit. Something I can respect very much." She looked across the mall, her gaze sweeping the environment. "I can bet ya that some of the boys are just continuing to shop just to steal more gazes at us."

Ashe followed Sarah's gaze, and recognised some of their schoolmates, Garen and Xin Zhao, trying to be discreet as they admired the two girls' outfits and the favours they did for their assets from quite a fair distance. Sarah gave the two a wink and sensually puckered her lips to make an air kiss, and the two boys flushed red and turned away, their blushes so red that they could have made for wonderful stop signs.

Ashe pouted her lips slightly, still not agreeing with how the management of the mall had decided to take to sexualising their Christmas theme this year. It was nothing more than a scheme to rake in more profit from those who wanted to take a look at the eye candy. Even Braum was put in an outfit that exposed a generous amount of his muscles, and the poor man was currently getting hit on by various women, many of whom asked if they could touch his biceps. She was beginning to regret signing up for this job in the first place.

Fortune must have seen the distraught look in Ashe's face, for she gave her friend a pat on the shoulder and offered a genuine smile to her. "Cheer up gal," she said, rubbing a small circle on Ashe's shoulder. "Think of what your dame will think if she sees you like this. I can just imagine her drooling all over you and begging to be stepped on by you."

At the mention of the white-haired woman's girlfriend, Ashe flushed slightly, but quickly recovered and tried to play it off by making a 'psh' sound. "Katarina has way more class than that."

Sarah's smile morphed into a suggestive smile. "Ah, that's right. She'd be bending you over while tearing that hot suit off of you, won't she?"

She was rewarded for her big mouth with an elbow to the gut. Ashe managed to remain composed, folding her hands on her lap as Sarah doubled over and wheezed softly. "Chin up, Sarah," Ashe said, her tone being the one she usually used when she was secretly pissed off. "There's more coming."

KATARINA

Katarina grumbled as she checked her phone once again. She was standing before a variety of dark dresses, trying to figure out which one Cassiopeia would want for her Christmas present. She had been here for a few hours now, and she still couldn't grasp what type of dress Cassiopeia liked. And if she asked Cassiopeia herself, the youngest Du Couteau was bound to tease her endlessly.

So, Katarina took the next logical option and asked Talon to send her photos of dresses that Cassiopeia would take a liking to. Unfortunately, the logical option didn't necessarily mean the most efficient one, and Katarina soon found out that her younger brother wasn't faring any better than she was. She couldn't ask any of Cassiopeia's friends as well, for they were bound to tell Cassiopeia all about it, and they would likely exaggerate some details to make Katarina look bad.

That, coupled with the fact that Katarina didn't even know of her younger sister's friends, served to deter the red haired woman from going along with that plan.

Katarina took one more look at the dresses before her and decided to step out of the clothes shop. She already had a headache from just staring at all the designer clothes, and the quirky staff members with reindeer headbands on their heads walking around her weren't much help either.

She spun around and briskly walked the hell out of the clothes shop, leaning on the glass railing as she took in deep breaths of fresh air, massaging her temples as she tried to make the headache go away. She took in a shuddering breath and looked up, feeling her headache gradually subside. I swear, next year, I'm getting her a knife. She can choke on it for all I care.

Katarina looked around her, taking note of the hustle and bustle of smiling patrons with their children or romantic partners or friends. She herself was not wearing a smile on her face, for she was currently alone without the one person who could make her heart grow three times larger. Ashe had told her that she was at a part time job at the moment, but refused to tell her what it was when the redhead pressed for details.

Katarina sighed once more and subconsciously turned her gaze downward.

Then the green eyes widened slightly in mild surprise before they narrowed in order for their owner to get a better view at what she was looking at.

It was either the headache had induced hallucinations in her mind, or did Katarina spy her girlfriend dressed as Santa Claus with her little eye?

The Santa Claus in question was currently too far from Katarina to properly make out, due to Katarina being five levels above the ground floor, but from where she was standing, Katarina could confidently confirm that the person sitting in that chair in the centre of the ground floor was a female, and that white hair looked rather natural, as if the person had been born with it.

Not wanting to jump to conclusions so quickly, Katarina turned to her left and manoeuvred her way past some patrons to get to the nearest escalator. She went down to the third level, just in time to see the bumbling idiot Xin Zhao approach the Santa Claus in the red chair. Now that she was at a closer distance, Katarina could clearly see that the Santa Claus in the red chair was none other than her girlfriend, Ashe, and Xin Zhao was sitting in her lap.

Normally, jealousy would have flowed through Katarina's veins, and Katarina's brilliant (murderous) mind would think up off many ways she could 'troll' Xin Zhao and make the poor guy completely miserable. However, her thoughts drifted elsewhere when she got a clearer look at the outfit Ashe wore.

The red suit Ashe wore not only hugged the young woman's curves, it also exposed quite a generous amount of her cleavage to the public. The skirt she wore was rather short, thus causing a small area of her thighs to be exposed.

Katarina didn't know why Ashe had agreed to take up such a job, but goddamn , did that outfit do wonders for Ashe's body.

As Katarina observed Xin Zhao talk to Ashe whilst sitting on her lap, an idea popped into the redhead's mind. Soon, a devious grin spread across the redhead's face.

ASHE

Ashe was near tears by the time Xin Zhao got off her lap.

It was already bad enough that there was a young man sitting atop her lap like a little boy, making the ache in her thighs more intense while slowly squeezing the air out of her, but the said young man had begun blubbering and babbling about Leona, his apparent 'goddess', and her divine 'daisy'.

Ashe had spent the last seven minutes of her life calming and pampering the manchild sitting on her before reassuring him that she would use her 'Christmas magic' to ensure that Xin Zhao's 'goddess' would notice him this year. Xin Zhao became much more elated after that piece of news and rushed off to Garen, who was looking at some men's clothes.

As soon as Xin Zhao left, Ashe let out a long gasp, not caring for the people who stopped and stared at her in mild curiosity. Sarah, who had walked off to jokingly flirt with a certain pinkette right in front of her blue-haired girlfriend's cupcake, came back with a bemused expression at Ashe's discomfort. "Well, that certainly was a big boy indeed."

"Don't even start, Sarah." Ashe groaned, leaning her head on one hand as she tried to will her thighs to stop aching. "How long until my shift is over?"

Sarah raised her right arm and looked down at the gold watch she had on her wrist. With how her attire's colours were all green, brown, and red, all in a dull tone, the gold watch stood out like a sore thumb. "About seven minutes, sugar, then you can kiss that hot suit goodbye."

"Thank the gods." Ashe replied drily. "I'm never accepting a job from these people ever again."

Sarah smirked down at her friend, then looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps, and her smirk grew even larger.

"Chin up, Mrs. Claus," she said as she began walking away to give Ashe some alone time with the new kid. Ashe looked up at her latest visitor, and nearly leapt out of her seat in shock when she saw the last person she wanted to see at the moment.

Katarina Du Couteau stood before her with her arms folded behind her, a devilish smirk on her face as her eyes raked across Ashe's attire. "Mrs. Claus," the redhead spoke, her tone already hinting at some devious scheme she had cooked up in her sinister little mind. "May I tell you my Christmas wish?"

Ashe opened her mouth to protest, but the redhead was already walking towards her, and within seconds, had plopped herself on the white haired woman's lap, though the differences between Katarina and Xin Zhao were that the redheaded woman was not only lighter, but also took care to position herself in a way that didn't cause Ashe much discomfort.

Ashe wanted to push the redhead off of her, maybe even hit her for doing something like this, but she saw Sarah smirking at her from the corner of her eye, likely taking amusement out of Ashe's predicament. It was at that moment when Ashe decided that it would be better to grin and bear this load rather than give her red haired 'elf' more entertainment to watch.

Huffing, she adjusted herself on the seat and forced a grin to Katarina. "Hello," she greeted the smirking adolescent. "What can I do for you?"

Katarina smirked and traced a finger along the exposed flesh of Ashe's thigh, causing the white haired young woman to stiffen slightly. "Dear Mrs. Claus, all I wish for Christmas this year…"

Katarina leaned in closer to Ashe, her hand reaching up to the collar of Ashe's outfit, playing around with the white fur that ran across the hem of the suit's collar. "Is to be your Mr. Claus."

Katarina gasped when she was abruptly pushed off of Ashe's lap, though she thankfully managed to land on her feet, like a cat. Before she could process what was going on, she felt a hand grip her wrist, and she soon found herself being pulled away by Ashe. "Sarah," Ashe called out as she hauled Katarina away from the large chair, and Katarina sensed the sudden confident tone the white haired female now had. "Be a dear and tell the children that 'Mrs. Claus' is busy making 'toys' in Santa's workshop." Sarah's smirk grew wider and she gave a wave to the two as they walked past her.

Within moments, the two were in a room that Katarina recognised was a storeroom of some sort, with boxes all over the place. What was even more confusing was the fact that Ashe had managed to navigate her way to this room. How long had her girlfriend been working here?

"So…" Katarina was cut off when Ashe grabbed her by her jacket collar and pulled her into a kiss. The kiss was a demanding one, and Katarina felt Ashe's tongue brush against her lips, silently demanding entry. The redhead smirked and obliged, instantly feeling Ashe's tongue enter her mouth and beginning a dance for dominance with Katarina's own tongue.

Normally, Katarina led the kisses between them, as Ashe had no problem with being the one being led in whatever intimate activities they did together. But this time, Ashe seemed adamant on being in charge, for she grabbed ahold of both of Katarina's wrists and pinned them to the top of her head, pushing her own body against the redhead's, forcing Katarina to backpedal till her back hit some boxes behind her..

Weirdly, Katarina did not mind being the bottom this time. In fact, the notion of Ashe being the dominant one amused her slightly, so she let the white haired female continue their passionate dance.

Soon, the need for oxygen became too great for the two, and Ashe reluctantly pulled away, the two young women quietly panting for breath.

Ashe traced the tip of her index finger alongside Katarina's jawline, then leaned in closer and whispered in Katarina's ear in a husky voice that the redhead had to admit was quite a turn on. Much better than Ashe who cried out her name as the redhead did whatever she wanted to her body during their previous intimate encounters.

"If you want to be my Mr. Claus," Ashe whispered, her breath feeling hot as it tickled Katarina's ear. "I'll have to see if you're on the naughty list or not."

At the mention of that, one of Ashe's hands trailed up to Katarina's hip while the other kept Katarina's pinned above her head, giving it a little squeeze as she closed the distance between their faces again, leaning in for another kiss. Katarina smirked and closed her eyes, anticipating the feeling of those sweet lips on hers again.

Just as she felt Ashe's lips come within mere centimetres from hers, Ashe spoke once more.

"But…"

Katarina felt Ashe's grip on her waist and wrists loosen slightly.

"... now's not the time."

To Katarina's shock, Ashe let go of her wrists and waist completely. And since Katarina had been forced to lean back on the boxes behind her, the sudden release made her lose her balance, and she would have fallen to her side had she not grabbed the boxes for support.

Katarina cast a confused gaze at her girlfriend, who had walked off to the door, adjusting the collar of her suit. The redhead said nothing, merely observing Ashe as she walked towards the storeroom's exit with mild confusion.

Right as Ashe put her hand on the doorknob, she turned her head slightly to Katarina, a sly little smile playing on her lips. "So eager, you're quite a naughty one, I'll have to correct that later." With a wink, the white haired young woman exited the room.

Katarina stood still for a moment, as if processing what had just transpired between her and her girlfriend, then a sinister smirk spread across her face.

She could either conform to Ashe's 'nice list', or she could break the other woman with her teeth and mouth again. They would see who's on the naughty list after all.

A/N - So, I kinda told someone on Twitter that I would write a Frozen Lotus fanfic for Christmas, and this is the product of it. I'll admit, this isn't my best work.

Still, I hope you enjoyed it :))