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Chance sits alone in front of a fireplace. Just his luck that the calico catboy would be transported to this dragon's domain when he was bathing himself. So, the poor fuckboy found himself with nothing to cover his boner but his own paws. While the others are off having a good time, he's stuck wet, naked, and cold. It's the perfect storm for someone to take him and do whatever the hell they wanted with him. No way he's letting that happen. He's not going to become someone's fuckboy today. No siree. So, he found himself a private room so he can dry off and figure out what he's going to do next.

After sitting in front of the fire for awhile, his ears and whiskers twitch. A familiar slithering sound fills his ears and his heart drops. Can it be? No, she's gone, right? But even as he thinks those words, he feels smooth hands upon his shoulders, and he looks up, only to have his eyes covered by lovely lady lumps. A hiss from up above, and a scaled coiling tail wrapping around his waist confirms his suspicion. "H...hey, Aelis. W... what do you want with me?" he whines.

The lamia rubs her fingers over his shoulders, relaxing the catboy. Her slithering tongue flicks at his ear as she leans in, and he feels the prodding at his back of the Lamia's femcock.

Sniffling, the catboy tries to protest, but a sharp pain at his neck tells him that the lamia has bitten him. her venom courses through his body. He mrowls in a low voice as the lamia lets go of him, and falls to his knees in front of her, his fingers scratching at the floor as he looks over his shoulder pouting as he sees her naked form, white skin and scales flickering in the light, and her tapered tip poking up hungry and large.

Despite his prior resignation, perhaps spending time with one of his former coworkers wasn't such a bad idea after all? What the hell, it's the holidays. Might as well make the most of it!

With that thought, Chase raises his tail, and Aelis's solid black eyes widen, her tongue lashing out hungrily at the sight. She lunges at him, pressing her smooth upper body against his back, her chest squishing against his fur as her arms wrap around his body. Her length slides up, prodding at his now wanting hole.

He tilts his neck, letting out a long meowing groan as he feels his stocking stuffed by the sweet lamia's candy cane, and he shows his appreciation by hooking his tail around her neck for support.

Aelis, not seeking to do any... undue... harm to the strapping young feline, strokes down along his chest and his belly until she finds his own barbed member. Her fingers, small, yet rough from years of fighting in the pit, stroke over that spiked shaft. She shudders at the feeling as he huffs, his head low, his eyes wide.

With head pressed into his star, she goes for his other shoulder and gives him a quick kiss, sighing gently as she hugs him, stroking him off as she does.

"A... ah... A... Aelis..." Chance whines at the feelings as they cozy on up by the fire. "I... I always thought... I always liked watching you... in the arena."

The lamia coos, her tail wrapping around his legs, giving him a tender squeeze.

"I'm sorry... I... I never got the chance to tell you when you... before you..."

Aelis silences him by pushing her hips forward, burrowing her anaconda in his morning star.

Chase throws his head back, his sharp kitty teeth on display as he scratches the dragon's hardwood floor as he's filled up by her. But, unlike all the other time he's been the butt of someone's funtimes, there's a slowness, a tenderness to it. He feels the blushing blood rise up to his cheeks and he lets go of the floor, letting himself fall to the carpet and flooring and reaching back, holding onto the lamia's hair as she continues her sensual slide into him. Even as his kitty booty stretches out from her thick femcock, he doesn't care, because just seeing this beautiful creature here once more is enough of a holiday miracle for him.

The powerful lamia holds him tight, her cheek rubbing against his back a moment and he mews happily, before she lifts him up into the air.

With a confused mrowling, he yelps as he looks down, seeing his body spread in front of the cozy fire. "E...eh, Aelis? What are yo-?"

That's when the lamia decides to go all the way through the kitty's chimney, shooting herself into his hole with powerful thrusts as she uses him like a cock sleeve. He gasps, his eyes rolling back in his skull, his tongue rolling out as she thrusts upward into him. His thin kitty body is getting (jingle bell) rocked by this serpent's snake, and his mrowling howls start to fill the halls. Throw some chains on him, and his howls would be the penitent cries of a Christmas ghost.

Aelis grits her teeth as she shoves him down onto her, her snake quivering and shooting her cream up into him, filling him with the snaky semen. Once done, she drops him unceremoniously onto the ground, only to spin around and slither off into the darkness to find her next treat.

Chance lays alone on the ground, the lamia's gift oozing out of him as he groans, weakly trying to pull himself up to a sitting position. Never had he thought that he would see Aelis again, not after what he heard that Kret had done to her back at Vijaya's. He chuckles slightly and shakes his head. Sure... sure, he's a fuckboy to her, but... it was nice all the same.

But still, all in all, Chance the kitty cat learns a very important lesson that day. As he rubs his sore tushie, throbbing from the treat that Aelis gave to him, he confirms one very important thing about the Holiday spirit. And it is easily said with the following thought: 'Tis much more blessed to give than it is to receive.