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The commotion of what happened two days ago had been contained and as far as Santa knew, none of it had gotten to the guests. It would appear his reputation and good stature were still intact. After the chief of police took away the two impostors he thanked Santa for his fast acting and quick thinking. No one else was hurt by the fake guards, most of all Dmitri and Vixen.

While Vixen and Santa already had a close relationship it had only deepened after he had saved her life. It was a dynamic that the young brown bear wasn't all too happy about, most of all because he was still upset over Vixen declining his offer for her to come back with him to his home and awaiting fortune. Santa got a laugh when she told him, and the small doe decided that she no longer needed to worry about Dmitri's mental health.

But now it was Christmas eve and the event of the night was getting close to beginning. All that was needed was for the crowd to take their seats and for the actors to come to the stage.

This was a somewhat common theme to happen on this particular day, it was made all the more special considering what had happened. Little did the audience realize that this particular performance was very special to the two actors that were meant to take center stage.

As the crowd came to settle down and to get into their seats, Christmas music began to gently play over the loud speakers again. The dark stage was slowly illuminated to show that the internal house had once again returned but it was different now. Instead of depicting a living room complete with tree and fireplace, it was now the room of an innocent, young girl.

Floral wall paper adorned the walls and colorful items and toys were littered on the floor and on the various furnishings of the room. In the middle of the room was a large bed, of which stirred a sleeping figure that was obscured by a thick blanket. The figure moved around as she sensed her cue, one arm lifting from the top of the covers and pulling them down, revealing none other than Vixen herself.

Within the doe's arms was a stuffed plush replica of Santa, and she clung to it as she faked a deep sleep. At the foot of her bed was a tray of chocolate chip cookies and a tall glass of milk, beside which was a card listing all the different toys that she wanted this year.

Nothing seemed to happen for a while, but when the silence of the set became all encompassing, the door at the back of the room suddenly clicked open and slowly swung inward. Vixen acted like she didn't hear a thing, not even as the towering figure that the crowd instantly recognized as Santa himself came into the scene.

The muscular snow leopard had to duck underneath the door to get in, but once he was he slowly closed it and loomed near the sleeping girl. He was dressed in a large red suite, not unlike what he normally wore day in and day out, though this one was tailored a bit to look more like the depiction in legend. When the feline go to the edge of Vixen's bed he stepped on a purposeful board that let out a rather loud creak.

On cue, Vixen stirred and made a display of going through the motions of having her sleep suddenly interrupted. She made a fake yawn and slowly pushed herself up to a sitting position and turned around to see the source of the sound. She rubbed at her eye with a balled fist but when she looked upon the smiling form of Santa she gasped loudly and startled.

"Santa!" She screamed ecstatically.

"Ho ho ho, why hello, little Vixen." His voice was nice and loud for the audience but once again hidden microphones in the set were able to pick up his lines and project them through the speakers.

"Santa, is it really you?" Vixen asked bewildered as she clutched the covers and plush toy closer to herself. The reindeer was wearing a simple light-blue T-shirt and pink panties, so while there wasn't much to show she still acted defensibly.

"Well of course, who else could have come in without waking your parents?" he chuckled.

"But what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be out delivering presents?" She asked obliviously.

"Oh, I still am, but I have some unfortunate news, young lady. You were placed on the naughty list this year, a blemish on your perfect record."

"No!" Vixen whined and furrowed her brow in desperation.

"But you're this close to being on my Nice list," Santa emphasized by holding his finger and thumb a centimeter apart from each other. "I figured I might stop by and see if you might be willing to get yourself on the Nice list before I carried on for the night." Santa had begun to take off his large crimson coat as he spoke, revealing a pair of overall straps and a white shirt of his own underneath.

"I'll do anything you want, Santa!" Vixen said excitedly.

"I know you will, young lady. In fact the reason you were put on the naughty list is because you've been doing some very naughty things with a particular sex toy that you stole from a friend." He looked down at her with a disapproving face and tsk'ed as he shook his head. "Masturbating is fine, but stealing? Come now, Vixen, you're better than that."

"I'm so sorry!" She cried out and lunged from the snow leopard. Her hands fell on his shirt and she grabbed two fistfuls to keep herself leaning against him. The covers and plush toy had fallen by the wayside by this point and so her partially clothed form was entirely visible to him. "I promise I'll give it back to her, I just wanted to use it a little bit."

"No worries, my love, after tonight I'm certain you'll always be on my Nice list." Santa undid the overall straps from over his shoulders which caused his bottoms to drop after he had undone the front. He revealed to the young doe that he wasn't wearing any underwear, and so his thick, soft cock was out in the open.

Vixen gasped at the sight and a blush came to her face but she couldn't pull her eyes away from the sight. "You...you have such a big dick!" she shouted in wonderment. The muscular snow leopard chuckled deeply and reached out to softly stroke a paw over the top of her head.

"Mhm, and you're gunna get me all hard." It was as he was gently stroking that he suddenly took a hold of one of her small antlers. He barely had to use any force, she eagerly scooted closer, her panty clad butt swaying from side to side and giving the audience a nice view of her backside. When she got near enough she set both of her hands on his member and lifted it to her mouth. She brushed her nose against it in a slight nuzzle and took a deep breath. She became instantly enamored by his delicious, musky scent.

"And you're sure this will put me back on the Nice list?" She asked and looked up at him with big, doe eyes.

"Of course, Santa never lies." Vixen nodded and opened her mouth to immediately take this thick tip between his lips. She gave a loud slurp and pushed his spongy length into her throat as best she could. A low grunt echoed from the large feline and as she began to draw her tongue back and forth over his mass he lifted his white shirt from over his shoulders and let it fall away with the rest of his clothes.

Blood was quick to flow into his girth and before long Vixen was nursing on his throbbing shaft as it stood out proudly from his pelvis. The doe had also gotten into a better position that allowed her to deepthroat. She angled herself a bit so the audience could see her impressive oral skills as she would go from tip to balls in one slow motion.

Her throat noticeably bulged each time and several of the attending crowd would vocally let out their appreciation of her skill. The sound of her suckling grew louder as she began to bob at a faster pace. Saliva coated his rock hard dick and her tongue was visibly drawing up and down his flesh with every pass that she made.

Read the full chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/naughty-or-nice-20193558