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I watched with my nose pressed against the glass as snowflakes drifted lazily down from the sky to land in my front yard. It was pretty to watch. It had taken a bit of trying to make it up onto the windowsill, but I had finally managed it, and my tails dangled back and forth underneath me. My body heat was causing the frost to slowly melt from the window, creating a slowly growing view of the front yard through the otherwise solid white window.

Snow was interesting as a Vulpix. As a human it had always been too cold to really enjoy - my fingers would quickly go numb if I tried to make a snowman or have a snowball fight. My ears and nose would turn red and start to hurt if I stayed outside too long. It wasn't the snow's fault, but it made it harder to enjoy the snow. As a Vulpix, though, my fur trapped most of my body heat against my skin. And being a fire type meant I had a lot of body heat. My ears would get chilly, but I could just flatten them against my head and they would start to warm up again. My paws were nice and toasty, so much so that if I stood in one spot for too long the snow would turn into a puddle of water beneath me. It was a lot harder to make and throw snowballs, but Apollo and Phobetor were both able to do it, and in our snowball fights I would use my fire abilities to shoot down incoming snowballs before they hit my teammate. Most of the time I would be on Apollo's team, but he was a better shot, so every now and then I would switch and try and protect Phobetor - it made for good practice.

We had played until late in the night yesterday... and then Apollo and I had gone into the bedroom to 'play' some more. The frost on the window started to melt a little faster as I blushed at the memory. It was well into winter, and the days had gotten shorter, so Apollo had slept longer and longer. I knew he wouldn't be waking up any time soon, especially with how much I tired him out last night.

Phobetor was still out on one of his prowls. There was no telling when the Liepard would end up wandering back to the house, but it probably wouldn't be until after the sun came back up. Phobetor enjoyed sneaking around the neighborhood and peeking into people's dreams, so he would usually stay out until everyone was awake. We had finally managed to get him to promise not to do anything people would notice after waking up while he was poking around with dreams, though he just twisted dreams into even more unusual ones. I had followed him along a few times and practiced with him, and...

Well, let's just say I didn't want to do that again any time soon.

It was nice and peaceful right now, and I was enjoying it. Sometimes it was good to just relax and watch the snow fall.

The window took about thirty minutes to clear, and when it finally did I noticed something twinkling out in the distance. It wasn't high enough up to be stars, and it didn't seem to be the right color. As I squinted I noticed more of the lights, tiny pinpricks that sparkled in the darkness. It was too steady to be a car, and too small to be a sign. I couldn't think of any signs or cars that would be this far out anyways.

I stared at it for a little longer until it finally clicked. They were Christmas lights! One of my neighbors must have strung some up. I had completely forgotten about the holiday - the days seemed to blend together when I didn't have anything coming up or to schedule. I wasn't even too sure what day it was anymore. It had to be sometime in December though, if people were putting lights up. It had been a long time since I had celebrated the day - I had never had too much in the way of friends or family, and hadn't really gone into getting people presents. But as I stared at the distant lights I had the strangest urge to celebrate the day this year. With Apollo, and with Phobetor. They had become my family, and I wanted to get them something.

I realized my tails were wagging as I thought of things I could get them. I hopped down from the windowsill and ran over to my computer. It was still awkward to press the keys or move the mouse with my paws, but I had gotten used to it, and I was soon browsing the internet for gift ideas. I found one thing easily on the PokeSmart website, but the other ideas were a little harder to find. The last item I bought on a whim, having found the website after giving up and just doing a search for 'gifts for guys'. I finished up the shopping and filled out all the forms, then shut the computer off - the presents were on their way.

A few days later I was holding a string of lights in my mouth. Phobetor stood on the snow-covered roof and strung the other end of the lights along the rain gutter. Apollo was untangling the lights from the box and feeding them to me, while I carried them along the side of the house for Phobetor. We had gotten half the house done by this point, and Apollo and I were having a lot of fun. Phobetor, on the other hand, was complaining.

"I still think this is a waste of time. There are a few houses out there that don't have any lights on them; nobody will notice if we don't have any."

I let the strand of lights fall out of my mouth and looked up at him. "They'll have lights soon enough. We'll stand out if we're the only house without any, and somebody will come by to see why. It'd be easier to just have the lights up. Plus it's a tradition! It's Christmas; hanging up lights is a part of the holiday!"

"It seems like another silly human holiday to me. The lights aren't even that pretty."

"Aw, you just don't have any imagination! Take a closer look at the lights next time you're out; they usually spell out words or are in the shape of things, like Sawsbuck pulling a sleigh, or like a nativity scene, or of a Delibird by the chimney. People put a lot of work into them, and they're pretty to look at." I nodded to underscore my point. "Besides, it's only part of the -"

I was interrupted by the sound of a car horn blowing from the front of the house. "Oh! That's probably the presents! I'll go get them; I'll be right back!" I wagged my tails and ran around to the front of the house, then down the dirt road to the street.

Sure enough a black delivery truck was parked on the road. A man in a brown uniform smiled when he saw me and knelt down with his scanner. "Hey there cutie! I've got a few packages for Lillian - did he send you to get them?"

I sat up and nodded, wagging my tails as I did so. The man smiled and reached into his truck to grab some boxes. "Have to say this is the first time I've had a Vulpix come pick up packages. I've delivered to a Mr. Mime, a Machop, a Lucario, even a Ditto once. I've always liked Vulpixes though! I'll have to keep an eye out for deliveries here so I can see you again sometime." The man took out four boxes and stacked them on the ground in front of me, then gave me a pat on my head. "Let's see... Pokemon pickup..." He pushed a few buttons on his handheld device, then pointed the screen at me. "If you'll just put your paw here, that certifies delivery!"

I pressed my foot to the screen, which lit up and beeped before fading again. I knew he wouldn't understand me, but I looked back up at him. "Thank you! Have a merry Christmas!"

The man smiled and gave me one more pat on the head. "You take care!" He got back in his truck and drove off with a wave goodbye.

I looked down at the stack of boxes. I just needed to get these into the house... though...

I suddenly realized I hadn't quite thought this through all the way.

After about twenty minutes of pushing I managed to get the stack of boxes up to the house. "Apollo! Can you come help me with these?" The packages weren't very heavy, but not being able to lift or hold them made it hard to move them. Apollo called back that he was on his way, so I sat down next to the packages and waited. The Espeon came around the side of the house and looked at me curiously.

"What's in the box? It's... not more lights, is it?"

I giggled. "No, no, you're safe! This is for the second part of the holiday!"

"Oh? And what would that be, ma tres chere?"

I hopped back to my feet and ran to the door. "They're presents! Things I got for you and Phobetor! Help me bring them inside!"

Apollo looked back at the boxes, lighting up a little with renewed interest. The boxes glowed and floated into the air to follow behind me; Apollo opened the door and we slipped inside.

"Just put them in the living room! Errr... except for the box on top; can you put that one in the bedroom? I'm going to go get Phobetor!"

"Of course." Apollo nodded to me as I ran back past him and outside. Phobetor was still up on the roof and hanging up the last bit of lights. It really hadn't taken that long after Apollo had untangled them. I waited until he was finished - it would be way too much of a pain to get him back up there again later - and when he hung the last bit of lights I walked to stand beneath him. "Phobetor! The lights look great!"

He rolled his eyes at me and hopped down to the ground. I just giggled at him, knowing he wasn't nearly as upset as he was pretending. "Come on inside! I have some things for you!"

"Oh?" Phobetor perked his ears and started walking behind me. I still wasn't quite comfortable with the large cat prowling after me, and I made sure my tails were tucked down as I picked up the pace, but we were soon all gathered back in the living room. I made sure the top package wasn't there - that was a special gift just for Apollo, and I didn't want Phobetor to see it - then looked back at the Espeon and the Liepard.

"So the big thing about Christmas is that it's a time of giving gifts! So I got both of you some things I thought you would like!" I looked at the boxes and the return address labels, then nudged one towards Phobetor with my nose. "This one is for you! Go ahead, open it!"

The Liepard seemed confused and wary, as if expecting something bad to happen. He looked at me, then at Apollo, then finally down at the box. "Well... thanks, I guess." He used a claw to cut through the tape holding the box shut and then opened the two flaps to look inside. "Um... what is it?"

I held the flaps open for the Liepard. "Take it out! It's called a 'dream catcher'; it's said to be able to catch dreams. I thought you would like this one." Phobetor reached in and took the clear plastic bag out of the box, revealing a purple ring with orange strings crisscrossing to form a pattern inside. A few tassels hung from the bottom, and a hook formed at the top. The Liepard pulled the dream catcher out of the plastic and looked at them curiously.

"It's... huh." Phobetor didn't seem to know what to say. He held it up with a claw and batted at one of the tassels curiously. I had a feeling he wouldn't be too excited by it, at least on its own. It was a two-part gift, after all. Apollo didn't seem to like that Phobetor didn't enjoy the gift, and I had a feeling he was about to say something to the Liepard.

I nudged the other box towards Phobetor before the Espeon could cause a problem. "Here! This goes with it too!"

Phobetor put the dream catcher down on the floor and opened the second box with a slice of his claw. He blinked at the contents. "Are these... did you get me... they are..." Before I could stop him he stuck his nose in the box.

"Ack no!" I jumped forward and pushed him away. "One at a time! And they're meant to hook onto the dream catcher!"

Phobetor looked at me with alarmingly wide eyes and I began to doubt the wisdom of this gift. He made a strange churring sound, and I was suddenly worried... until I realized he was purring. He leaned forward and gave me a gentle butt from his head, then pulled out one of the small pouches that rested in the box. He hooked the pouch onto the dream catcher...

...then rubbed his face along the side of the packet of catnip I had given him.

Apollo covered his mouth with a paw as he struggled not to laugh. The large cat began batting at the packet, rolling over on the floor and playing with the dream catcher. We watched him for a few minutes, but he was totally engrossed with his new toy.

I nudged the last box over to Apollo. "Here! This is for you."

Apollo looked at the box; it glowed and the tape began to peel back. "Just one box for me?"

"There's another present too, but open this one first." I sat up and watched the Espeon open the box. He peeked into the box but seemed just as confused as Phobetor had been with the dream catcher.

A mason jar floated out of the box to rest in the air between us. "What is it?"

"It's called a sun jar! It's like a little night light. I know you haven't liked that the days were getting shorter, so I thought of this. It's solar powered - it stores up sunlight during the day, but then at night it glows and releases it. It came in different colors, but this one is pink, like your fur. And it's kind of like the candles we used to practice with, so I thought it would be perfect for you."

Apollo's tail wagged. "You were right; this is perfect! Thank you! What do I need to do for it to work?"

"Just put it out in the sun during the day, and it'll do the rest on its own! You don't even have to put it outside; you can just put it by the window, as long as it gets sunlight." I perked my ears, glad that Apollo liked the present.

The jar floated over to the windowsill - the same one I had been perched on a few days ago when I got the idea - and came to a rest. A bit of cloth covered the jar, and the shadows of a few pieces could be seen inside it, but the glass made it impossible to see what the parts looked like. The website had said it could absorb light through the glass just fine, though.

Apollo stepped next to me and gave my head a lick. "Thank you... I can't wait to see it tonight."

Phobetor rolled against the couch, still batting at the packet of catnip. The Liepard was nice and distracted, and probably would be for some time, so I figured this would be the best time to open the last present. "I'm glad you like it... but you still have one more present to open!"

"Ah, of course, the fourth box. Do I get a hint as to what it is?"

"Hmm... yes!" I giggled and walked towards the bedroom, holding my tails up a little for him.

"Ooh... if that is my hint, then it must be a beautiful painting, one done by the classical masters. A Picasso, a Rembrant, a Monet." Apollo started walking after me. "Or a recording of Mozart, of Beethoven, of Bach. A fine wine, one whose taste lingers on the tongue and makes one feel as if they are in heaven..."

I giggled and paused at the door to the bedroom. "Not quite... but I have a feeling you'll enjoy it just as much."

Apollo followed me into the room and closed the door behind him. I walked over to the last package and sat beside it. Apollo sat down in front of the package, gave me one last curious look, and then opened the package. He looked inside and blinked.

"Forgive me, my flower, but you are good at finding confusing presents. What is this one?"

A bottle floated out of the box, hovering in the air in front of me. The label showed a picture of a Buizel, her eyes half closed as she posed in front of a sparkling pool. She was a rather cute looking Pokemon, and her picture had been the main reason I had picked it over the other products on that website. The label read "Beedrilled's Intense Touch Honey".

I walked over to stand beside Apollo, nuzzling against the Espeon. "I read about it online. It's a lubricant. For... when we're doing... things." I blushed, hoping Apollo got my meaning.

He seemed confused for a second but then seemed to get it. "I never thought we needed anything extra... you've always seemed more than excited enough."

I blushed, feeling some of the familiar heat rising within me again. "I know... but it's more than just that. It's supposed to increase the sensation for you... not that you seemed to be needing more, but I thought it would be interesting to give it a try."

I rubbed against Apollo and moved to stand next to the package again, my tails wafting before the Espeon's nose. "And Phobetor is going to be busy for a while..."

Apollo's ears perked at that and I knew I had his interest. "Well... it might be fun to try. How does this work?"

I looked back at him with a grin. I had been thinking about this since I had ordered the present. "Just roll over on your back."

Apollo did, and I grabbed the bottle out of the air. It was a fairly large bottle so it was easy to hold with my mouth. The top had a tab large enough for me to push with my paw, and it flipped up to reveal a small opening. All I needed to do was squeeze, and the lube would come out.

I looked down at Apollo. He was only a little turned on - his red tip was peeking out from his sheath - but it would be enough to work with. I moved so I was sitting next to him and had the bottle hovering just above his sheath. Apollo's cock twitched and emerged some more, and I blinked in surprise. I hadn't done anything yet...

I felt my face heat up as I realized Apollo was getting a perfect view of my mouth just inches from his equipment. Given all the fun that view had led to in the past, it wasn't really that much of a surprise that it turned him on.

I lined up the tip of the bottle and squeezed down on it. A bead formed at the end, then grew larger, then fell. Apollo winced and took in a sharp breath. "Ah! Cold!"

I giggled around the bottle. "Now you know how I feel when you stick your nose under my tails."

Apollo pouted. "You never complained before..."

"That's because you always followed it up with something nice and warm." I lifted a paw and placed it on the Espeon's tool, then rubbed over it. The lube was cold, but Apollo's cock was warm beneath it. Apollo leaned his head back and let out a soft moan. My paw started to tingle as the lube coated it; it was an interesting feeling, and I couldn't help but wonder how it would feel in more sensitive areas.

Apollo was soon fully erect. I squeezed out a little more lube and rubbed it over him, then took my paw off of him and dropped the bottle. I heard a disappointed huff from Apollo but I ignored it, instead turning around so I was facing away from him. I leaned forward, raising my rump and lifting my tails, then gave a slight shake of my butt. I remembered back to the first time Apollo had taught me this position. There wasn't a mirror, but it was still -

I gasped as Apollo's weight suddenly settled onto me. His legs gripped my sides, and I shivered as he nipped at my ear. I felt his tip probe my entrance... then he was inside me. Completely. The lube had left him slick enough that he slipped in with no resistance, spreading me wide around him and drawing a yelp of surprise from me. He held there for a moment, and I reveled in the familiar feeling of his cock pressing against my inner walls.

I waited for him to pull back and begin fucking me, but instead he moaned. "Ooh... that's new... your warmth is... that feels really good..."

I blinked. My warmth wasn't anything new to him... unless... "The lube?"

"Mm-hm... it started feeling really good, suddenly... not that you don't always feel good, but this is different... can you feel it?"

I tried to focus on the feelings. There was a slight tingling feeling, but nothing too exciting. "Not really..." I squirmed a little beneath him. "Maybe you need to use that tool of yours to spread it around some more?"

He responded by pulling back, then thrusting forward again. In no time we were going at it - he was thrusting harder and harder, and my cries were growing louder and louder. Apollo was definitely enjoying himself, though it didn't seem that different to me. Not that it was a bad thing - Apollo never failed to impress me, and this time was no different. It did feel a little better - the lube was letting Apollo slide deep into me, even though I hadn't been that wet to start with, though that was fast changing. I had soon forgotten about the lube entirely, just enjoying the feel of the Espeon pinning me down and spreading me wide around his length.

I wasn't sure when I actually became aware of the new sensation. One moment I was pushing back against Apollo, the next I was feeling a warm tingling spreading all along my tunnel. He pulled back, leaving me feeling extra sensitive and almost painfully empty, and then he thrust forward and I exploded with pleasure. It was indescribable - there was warmth, and pleasure, and friction, but even more, as if Apollo was suddenly touching me in a way he never had before. It felt almost like an orgasm, like every part of my pussy was singing with pleasure, but it was still building up. In the instant it took me to realize this Apollo thrust again, and the sensation doubled in intensity.

Apollo growled suddenly, and I realized my voice had broken when I cried out at his last thrust. "Sounds like you just started feeling it..."

"D-don't... haa... don't stop..." It was all I could get out. My legs felt like they were trembling, and I knew if Apollo wasn't holding me up I would have fallen to the ground. The Espeon didn't disappoint, though - he bit down on my neck and thrust forward again, his pace redoubling. Each time he filled me he stretched me a little bit more, or in a slightly different way, and spread the lube (and the sensation) to new places.

I lost track of what was happening, lost in the feeling. I wasn't sure if Apollo had given me an orgasm or not; I only knew it felt really, really good. I was only dimly aware of the moment Apollo knotted me; I was suddenly spread even wider, and the sensation discovered new places I hadn't known were missing out on the fun. I was a quivering ball of Vulpix, reaching new peaks with every movement Apollo made.

And then, all at once, I came.

The pleasure was simply too much. My mind was overwhelmed with pleasure, and I couldn't feel anything else. I was dimly aware of a howl from somewhere nearby, but it didn't matter - all that mattered was that warmth and pleasure filling me and radiating outwards from my oversensitive pussy.

I finally came back to myself, panting on the ground. Apollo was licking the back of my neck, his knot tying me to him. He must have had an orgasm of his own - his breathing sounded subtly different, the way it always did right after. Apollo seemed to realize I was coherent. "Lily... that was an amazing present..."

I wagged my tails a little, feeling my pussy squeeze Apollo's knot a little more with the motion. I was still trying to catch my breath, but I looked up towards the Espeon above me. "Merry... Merry Christmas..."