Something went seriously wrong with the Heart Shard of Love.
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I Saw Drosselmeyer Kissing Santa Claus
From the drabble-matic. This one features a three-way. Be afraid.
Mytho woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn’t wait to see his presents. There was one foxy box that looked like a bosom.
Then Mytho noticed that Drosselmeyer was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.
Mytho thought that he would surprise Drosselmeyer. Maybe even sneak up behind him and reach him on his spicy thigh. That always made Drosselmeyer saucy.
Mytho crept wildly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its sexy lights, and the presents, heaped up sexily, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Drosselmeyer. Kissing someone.
Mytho was so angry, he picked up a love from a table and threw it twistedly in the throes of passion.
They both looked around.
“Drosselmeyer, you wild platypus!” Mytho yelled. “How could you cheat on me with…with…” Mytho looked and then rubbed his body and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
“Let me explain,” Drosselmeyer said. “I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe.”
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” Santa said. “So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a tasty kiss it was.”
“Well, I suppose,” Mytho said muscularly. “If he was under the mistletoe.”
“Ho! Ho! Ho!” Santa said. “Why don’t you give me a kiss too? Then things will be sassy.”
That seemed reasonable. Mytho went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, like a virgin touched for the very first time. He made Mytho’s big toe feel all tangy.
“You see?” Drosselmeyer said flirtatiously and Mytho saw. So they had a threeway.
Everybody’s presents were late.
