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Winter brushed along the streets of a quiet suburb. Snow wandered through and around the buildings. It blanketed the sidewalks and parts of the street and on occasion, you could spot a lonely figure shoveling along the length of their driveway to make sure they weren’t snowed in if it got any worse. Clouds covered the sun entirely in a gray sheet leaving only a few filtered rays to head on downward. A small house sat near the end of the street tucked in a little corner and sidled by a forest. The window at the front of the house was hued by warm orange light hidden behind the cover of curtains. Beyond that was a simple living room with a television and couch along with a large recliner. A reindeer in a puffy jacket and skirt lay on the couch with her legs hanging on the spine and her head pressed to the immaculately clean floor. Her fur seemed to have the hue of chestnuts, and her eyes were underlined with just a bit of black. She had her hands in the pockets of her jacket and her expression was held in a small frown. The TV had something inane on buzzing, a talk show or something. Noelle had stopped by to spend a Winter day away from her mother. Christmas was tomorrow and that would be a big deal at her household but she’d rather spend her time here. Noelle always liked spending time at Kris’ place even now that they were both in college. There were times when she drove herself to the trade school Susie and Kris went just to spend time in one of their dorm rooms. Ignoring every little thing in her own busy life was the point of that, and well, Kris and Susie provided places where she didn’t have to perform. She could just do nothing and they’d be fine with that. Sure they’d play pranks on her, but she liked those stupid pranks whenever they happened. Winter was always a stressful time, and she supposed the passing years of just enduring the status quo hadn’t made things any easier. It wouldn’t help to stay quiet, though. She needed to talk about her feelings and well, Kris had always been willing to listen to her even if they didn’t have much to say.

Puffing out, Noelle brought her hands out of her pockets to settle them on her stomach while she began, “You know, every year I feel like it’s the same thing. Mom doesn’t want anything to do with me, doesn’t want to help me or even hear my voice until the holidays. I mean, I get that she's the mayor and stuff, but still.”

“You are a Holiday,” Kris said nearby while lightly kicking her leg.

Her face scrunched a bit and despite her mood, she snorted and cracked a smile, “Yeah, right. Guess that’s true but you know what I mean. Mom wants me to go to a good university and that’s what I’m doing but for what? For me to be a lawyer, or what? A doctor? I don’t know. She didn’t seem happy when I said I might want to follow a trade instead, so I just kinda threw myself at the university hoping something would stick. I don’t fail any of my classes but the workload is killing me.”

Kris hummed, “That why you show up to my dorm room after shagging Susie?”

Noelle coughed, “That’s extremely inappropriate to say.” She then muttered, “Besides, I’m way too tired for anything during those times.”

“Too tired because you’re so busy suckin’ face with Susie.” Kris then chuckled, “If you went to the same trade school as us then you could hop on that dragon as much as you wanted.”

She huffed while her cheeks burned, “I’m not a pervert like you.”

“You’re not wrong.”

As annoying as Kris was, she still found herself smiling from the little distractions they had planted in the middle of her venting, “Anyway, I can’t keep affording to go to this university. Not just the workload, but the payments are too crazy. Even working at your dad’s place part-time I can only get so much done, and, geez…Your dad helps way too much. He even buys lunch when I’m around.”

“Guy’s a sweetheart. Malewife material for sure.” Kris said without a shred of shame.

Noelle squeaked and coughed out a laugh, “Malewife? What the fuck, Kris?!”

A chuckle echoed from her side as Kris kicked her leg again gently, “I can say that. We’re not related by blood. Besides, you can’t disagree with me.”

She thought about it for a moment and closed her eyes, “Yeah, whatever. You’re not wrong.” Noelle then sighed, “Just need to get the courage to tell my mom that my plans are changing. I don’t think that she’ll hate me for it, I’m just so damn worried about not being able to live up to her expectations. I’m supposed to be the smart kid the one that does everything right and good. She’d be devastated to even know that I was cutting one class or two to visit you two.”

“Told her ‘bout Susie yet?” Kris said after a quiet pause.

Noelle bit the inside of her cheek before slowly starting, “Well, no, not exactly. I know mom’s big on the church stuff too so I’ve been trying to figure out how to word it and whatnot.”

“Hm, moms are scarier than horror movie monsters.” Muttered Kris.

For a moment she thought that was a joke but then she opened her eyes to stare at the ceiling and answered quietly, “Yeah.” She then let the noise of the television fill the space for a bit before she breathed out, “I mean, I get it. I get that she wants what is best for me but she’s just thinking about what she thinks is best for me and not what I want. It's so hard to just say that to her. And if I say it, what happens? Does she get mad? Does she kick me out or something? How would she feel if I told her that you and Susie have kissed? Would she understand that I’m fine with that kinda thing? And just how pissed off would she get? If she never wanted to see me again then I’d have to find another place to stay on my own during the breaks and I’d seriously have to stop going to that stupid university. Maybe I can at least be thankful for that.” She huffed out and pressed her palms to her forehead while realizing that she was rambling on, “Ah, heck. Sorry, Kris. I’ve been throwing up this entire time and not thinking about it. Just sorta spewing poison.”

When Kris didn’t say anything, she took her hands off of her head and looked over at her friend. They were the only human she had ever known, and one with a warm complexion touched by a spot of paleness. Most of the time, she couldn’t see their eyes because of a mop of brown hair that they had let grow longer in the back to be tied into a ponytail similar to how Susie was keeping her hair at times. They wore the same green sweater during the Winter striped by a horizontal line of yellow and the same pants that were unzipped at the moment. Unzipped? Wait, on closer inspection she could see that Kris had pushed their pants down enough to let their cock out in the air, fingernails dyed black like the claws of a monster. The pretty nails weren't what was on her mind, however. Their shaft was twitching in their grasp and they were stroking it! Noelle coughed and tried to get up only to slip and bonk her head on the floor.

While she winced, Kris tilted their head, “You all right down there?”

Noelle coughed, “What the fu-! Kris! You can’t just do that in the living room!”

“Why not? Even though you’re wearing leggings, I can see your underwear.” Kris said while not stopping.

She looked up to see that her skirt was indeed parted down showing black sheer leggings along with the outline of her green underwear. A squeak left her as she pushed her skirt, “That doesn’t give you permission to do that! What if Toriel gets back?!”

Kris leaned back and gave her leg another gentle kick while sniffing, “She said she’d be back tomorrow. Had something to do before Christmas. Mind helping me out with this?”

Noelle opened her mouth entirely unsure of what to say. She was always surprised at how bold and brazen Kris was. Even Susie could be shy but Kris never seemed to care about decorum at all. They were always in their own little world, and that was part of the reason why she admired them. Susie and Kris having fun on occasion didn’t bother at all and Susie had said she didn’t care if Noelle wanted to do the same type of thing but she had never thought about it. Well, she had dreamed about it but she couldn’t stand the idea of telling Kris that she wanted to do something like that. Again, Kris pressed his foot to her leg and pushed.

This time, she huffed in reaction, “Would you stop kicking me?”

“Okay, as long as you show me your fat butt.” Said Kris with another little kick.

She balked at that and crossed her arms, “Fat butt?! What gave you that impression?”

Kris smiled a bit and kicked again, “I’ve got eyes and Susie told me about your fat ass while showing me a picture you sent her.”

Both her nose and face were red as cherries, her hands grasping onto her cheeks as she squealed, “Seriously?! I mean, I told Susie she could do whatever she wanted with those but—”

“Whoa.” Kris cut in, “You send Susie those types of saucy pics? Why not me?”

Noelle stared up at Kris and blinked, “Wait, but you said that she—” Realizing that she had been tricked, she groaned and laid her arms flat against the floor, “You’re terrible!”

Kris chuckled while continuing to toy around with their shaft, fingers around the tip letting her see every inch on display, “Yup. Now, c’mon. You can’t tell me you’re not at least a little curious, right?”

She slowly and carefully brought herself upright and on the couch, smoothing her dress out in the process while her eyes remained focused on their twitching member. Kris had brought a set of fingers under the base to bounce it like a wagging tail. She was being flashed by her best friend, flashed by someone that had fucked her lover, and an offer had been presented. This entire month was so cold. Even if it didn’t snow she would feel frigid. She reveled in that feeling but it often made her numb. Right now she couldn’t think about her problems; the big ones or the small ones. The only thing she could think about was the heat bubbling in her gut. While feeling a hot wash of embarrassment trace her face and clutch her throat, she moved her hands to slip out of her jacket and set it aside gently. Kris had stopped kicking her and was now watching her with his head tilted, body leaned back against the arm of the couch. She worked the sweater she wore underneath off to set it atop her jacket before working the hooks of her bra. Once that was off, her breasts were out in the open.”

Her mouth opened to tell Kris that this was all they were going to get, but they suddenly moved forward to cup one of her tits in hand, fingers digging in slowly while Kris breathed out, “Hey, that’s a pretty good show. Not just gonna sit there, right?”

Noelle’s cheeks burned, her eyes shut as she tried to maintain her composure and mutter, “I didn’t say that you could touch, did I?”

Both of her eyes cracked open as Kris leaned over to connect their mouths. The kiss sent electricity down her spine, her body shaking as she brought her hands up, only to let them rest on their shoulders rather than push them away. Her mind became the perfect place full of haze and steam covering up the negativity that had been plaguing her. She would have to deal with it later, but right now she could choose to let herself sink into this moment and allow Kris to do whatever they wanted. Did she want that? Did she want Kris to take it all the way, or to even use her mouth? Perhaps she did but she couldn’t say that out loud or else she wouldn’t be able to live it down. For now, lips were parted and tongues met together, her own body pressing a bit closer as she couldn’t help but join in the union of lip to lip.

When Kris pulled away in a sudden motion leaving her tipping toward them, they hummed, “Mint and coffee. Not a bad taste.”

She frowned a bit and opened her mouth to ask if Kris was absolutely satisfied with how pushy they were being before her words shuddered away as soft digits clamped around her nipple slowly. When she finally managed to speak, it was with a huff, “Ugh, seriously. You’re such a bully.”

Again, Kris applied a bit of pressure to her nipple, their other hand moving to grab onto her other breast to bring her a bit closer while they snickered, “Susie is too. Meaning you’ve got a type.”

Her cheeks were flushed red as she tried to look away but found it difficult to move where she wanted while Kris tugged and toyed with her breasts. One of their hands eventually moved to her stomach, moving in small circles before heading down to the hem of her skirt. Noelle looked at that hand and wondered what their next move was, what they were going to do that would embarrass her more. Kris then opened their hand and made it into the shape of a claw before pressing his fingers through the fur of her abdomen and pressing firmly. As they ruffled her fur and toyed around, Noelle snorted and had the question on her lips with one leg drawn up. Just then, that drawn-up leg kicked outward as she felt teeth biting down on her neck. Silliness punctuated by a serious threat piercing through her fur and pressing down on bare skin. She gasped and trembled as she felt the toying touch at her gut turn into something different. Nails were pressed firmly to her abdomen and drawn in little circles that scraped in little ways causing her to squirm. The teeth she felt on her neck weren’t as sharp as Susie’s. At the same time, she felt as though Kris had someone sharpened their teeth over time as she never remembered them being like this. They weren’t fangs but there were points that pressed and threatened to puncture, and just the same, his nails were not claws but the threat was still there. She knew that Kris wanted to be a monster, wanted to be like everyone else in their family, and these little things they did drew them closer to that ideal. Even now, she felt as though they were copying what they thought a monster might do in this situation.

Fangs gnashing under fur and against the flesh, claws begging for purchase. There was a wildness that Kris displayed that made them feel just like every other monster, and maybe that was because they had learned that from their time with Susie and the others. Asgore and Toriel weren’t exactly the most beastly of monsters but even they must have had their other sides. That being the case, Kris had the heart of a monster even if they didn’t have all the physical traits. The hand that had been still near her chest moved around to the back of her hair to clutch strands and tug gingerly forcing her head to tilt upward allowing Kris a better chance to bite more freely but they took the opportunity to plant kisses instead along her throat. The strength of their grip on her hair, the kisses, and even the hand still on her abdomen. These little things told her that she wasn’t allowed to move. She didn’t have the choice to do it, and somehow, she had a crooked smile on her features. It felt like being trapped by something out of a horror movie, something that she could be scared of on her terms. It made her tremble and shake in all the best ways, her legs drawn up and squeezing together by the knees while she contemplated whether or not she should struggle and make a game out of it.

Just a little bit more pressure at her hair with a tug, just one more nip, and Kris leaned back against the opposite arm of the couch while sighing, “Having fun?”

Noelle blinked suddenly, drawn out of her little dream and she cleared her throat while composing herself, “A little.”

Kris chuckled and grabbed his shaft, wagging it at her while humming, “Then you wouldn’t mind returning the favor with your lips.”

She looked toward him with a small frown before muttering, “Do whatever you want.”

The only answer she got was a grin. Kris pushed their pants and underwear down completely leaving their balls and cock out to the elements. Noelle looked away for a moment, but at the same time crawled over their lap with her chest hanging just above his cock. Slowly, she lowered herself until that thick thing was slipping up between her cleavage, her lips moving over the tip. Eyes closed, she brought their shaft into her mouth and tried not to shake too much when she felt their digits curling around her hair. Slow and gentle, careful and soft. It even seemed like they were simply petting her. Soon, though, that gentle touch tightened around her hair and yanked her head down. Her tongue grazed the underside of the shaft, her tastebuds struck by salted beads of sweat trailing the length. One pull got her halfway, and another eased out a gage from her throat as her nose met the curled fuzz of Kris’ crotch. Despite the small discomfort she felt, Noelle only felt as though she were glowing. The spots of concern radiating from her heart were easily controlled, the anxiety nothing compared to the nature of life itself. She had told Kris to do whatever they wanted, and she had meant that genuinely. Even if they put her in danger somehow, then she would have found it alluring. Rough treatment, scary movies, and situations that she could easily back away from at any moment. The control of another meant she was free from decisions and thoughts. Kris would taunt her, would tease her, and even now she could hear their whispers on the air above her head telling her as such. Was this what she wanted? Was this the treatment she loved so much? And all the while the hand at the back of her head began to drag her throat up and down over the human’s shaft.

Yes, she loved this treatment. Yes she wanted more. Even though she sputtered and gagged. Even though her throat felt sore. She loved the feeling of this immense control being placed on her, of this playful fear laughing and whispering in her soul. Each pulse of Kris’ shaft in her throat was another reminder of that control, each twitch producing a spot of heated pre that would keep her maw stained with that reminder for even longer. On occasion, Kris ran a digit over one of her ears and in doing so, they would loosen their grip. That loosening was a clear signal that she could pull away at any moment but did she want to? No. Even when their digits weren’t on her hair, she was still bobbing her head up and down wildly.

At some point, she did pause as she felt Kris flick the top of her head while breathing out, “I’m not even doing anything anymore and you’re just going wild.”

Annoyance and embarrassment blew through her awash with warmth but as she brought her mouth up in the hopes of giving them a haughty retort, her head was brought back down. Pleasure struck her in the gut from the sudden movement, arousal plaguing her now with heat. All of these things played with a certain humiliation as she heard the sound of a camera snapping. She looked up to see that Kris had their phone in their other hand. Pictures taken that would most likely be sent to Susie, pictures that would show her slobbering over her best friend’s cock. She closed her thighs together tight and tried to summon some sort of outrage but instead, she shut her eyes as her throat was used thoroughly by the throbbing shaft embedded deep in her maw. She was finally given a break when Kris pulled her head up all the way, her mouth left open as she breathed in and out deeply. They had one hand on their shaft stroking nice and slow while pointing it at her open mouth. Noelle still couldn’t move because of the grip they had on her hair and so she remained as such for now.

Kris breathed out just as the first line of cum hit her tongue, “Fuck, I wanna put this inside of you raw.”

Her eyes grew wide and her face burned as they dragged her mouth back down over their shaft. Each twitch of their shaft tried to drown out what they had just said with the warm seed painting her tongue but she couldn’t help but hear those words over and over again. And when Kris was done and had removed their shaft from her maw leaving her to swallow, Noelle still couldn’t stop hearing it.

Finally able to sit up, she looked toward Kris just as he leaned back and kicked her leg again while sighing out to the air above them, “Damn that felt good. Might have to ask you for that again later when you’re up for it.”

She shuffled uncomfortably on the couch from side to side, fidgeting while tapping her digits together before clearing her throat, “You know, we don’t have to take a break.”

Kris hummed, “Yeah, but I figured you’d maybe wanna watch a movie instead of sucking my dick again.”

“Well, we can do that too. Maybe not a horror movie or whatever but just something for background noise while uh—”

Noelle grew quiet and mumbled the last of her statement and when Kris couldn’t quite hear her, they sat up with their arms over their knees and asked, “While what?”

“I mean, you wanted to see my butt, right?” Noelle coughed, “I figured I could show you that, I guess.”

“And?” Kris said with a little smile.

Clearly, Kris understood what she meant. At least, she figured because they had tossed the phone aside onto their pants on the floor and were staring at her with a growing grin. Her cheeks warmed the more they looked at her until she huffed, “Didn’t you say you wanted to cum inside of me or whatever? I mean, I guess, if you’ve already done something like that with Susie then we could always, y’know.”

Kris snickered, “Do you want me to? I mean, I know I’m already pushing the church girl with a blowjob. Wouldn’t want you getting too upset about all this sin.”

Noelle huffed and crossed her arms, “Church girl? I would rather you never call me that again. Ugh, I can’t even stand the thought of it. Besides, haven’t I proved I’m not that innocent?”

“Then say what you want, not what I want,” Kris said while leaning back.

She paused for a bit while thinking about the fact that saying it aloud would put herself fully behind the seat. For that one second, she’d be entirely responsible for the direction of this meeting. Susie was okay with this kind of thing, and Susie had also done this type of thing with Kris. She’d heard the stories, and it wasn’t as if this was her first time either. Noelle wasn’t innocent, wasn’t a blushing maiden, so why was she so embarrassed? It was easier to just surrender herself and go with whatever monstrous flow came by. Actually having to admit to that somehow felt more humiliating than anything else.

Be that as it may, she breathed out and managed to say while scratching the back of her neck, “I think I’d like you to fuck me. I really wanna be treated as rough as you treat Susie, or even rougher. It’s hot, okay?”

Kris shrugged, “Okay.”

Noelle blinked and stared at them, “That’s it? Not teasing? You’re not even gonna kick me again?”

With a small smile, Kris put their hands up, “Hey, I asked you a genuine question. Sure, I liked seeing you squirm and I still do but I’m not gonna tease you about your answer. Not yet at least.”

She smiled just a bit and tilted her head, “Huh, that’s sweet of you. So, instead, you’re going to wait to embarrass me at the perfect time?”

Kris tilted their head back and forth while humming, “Maybe. Anyway, let’s get naked and mess up the couch. I can scrub it down later or something.”

Noelle rolled her eyes but got up to get rid of the rest of her clothes. Her skirt and leggings joined a pile that was getting larger. She had tried to keep things tidy, but Kris had decided to shove everything in the same place including their phones. By the time she was standing fully in the nude, she turned to see that Kris had lost every article of clothing as well. They leaned back on the couch with their shaft twitching and fully hard again, the glint of their eyes hiding behind their hair watching her intently. Oddly enough, that little kindness had done a good job of dispelling a lot of latent tension and concern she felt. Of course, she had enjoyed that tension and concern but right now there was a certain blissfulness that she was enjoying. Noelle got back on the couch and got on all fours with her hands grasping the arm opposite Kris. She then lowered her upper body until her breasts were squished against the material of the couch, and her little tail was hefted in the air. Well, her tail might have been small, but her rear had grown over time and Winter had a habit of making it look a bit fuller.

It didn’t take long before she felt a hand atop her rear, fingers pushing through the fur and around to where her tuft of a tail was. She shuddered as she felt those lingering digits wander up her lower back and breathed out as she felt soft lips plant little kisses along one rear cheek. Kris then grasped her other rear cheek, spreading slowly before placing their tongue against her slit. Up and down their tongue moved, gingerly, carefully, and near lovingly. It was a pace she was unaccustomed to and had not expected, which was in part why her body was trembling so violently. She had almost expected Kris to go without any sort of foreplay at all, but she wasn't about to complain. A few kisses were placed along her heat, fingers moving back around to the entrance of her pussy to tease and prod. Soon she felt two inside of her, two fingers that slid in deep before spreading apart causing her to sigh in delight. At the same time, Kris had moved their mouth to her ass, planting little kisses along the puckered star while their fingers continued to grind at her insides nice and slow. This wasn’t the way that they were going to fuck her, she knew that all too well. Another finger slipped in causing her to let out a shuddering groan, her mind awash with heat and delight. This peaceful little moment served as the perfect counter to the cold waiting for them outside in the Winter streets. Christmas couldn’t claim her just yet, and her thoughts could only focus on what was happening right now. Every little movement, every little twitch, and curl of the fingers inside of her brought more blossoming pleasure that encouraged her to sink into the moment and enjoy it. She smiled at cursing, even in her own mind. There was something so liberating about being with Susie, and just the same, she felt that there was a liberation in being around Kris. There wasn’t a care in the world between them. The couch could burn for all she cared, and the house could be torn apart. They could fix it together later, or get caught napping under the sheets in a hastily thought-of plan that would never fool Miss Toriel, but at least she’d let them get away with it.

That softness ended as Kris pulled their digits out of her cunt one by one, their hands grasping her thighs now, their lips planting little kisses along her rear cheeks and lower back. She could feel the tip of their shaft teasing her entrance, her excitement bubbling and growing. A set of digits moved from her thighs to lock around one of her small antlers, the words rumbling from Kris behind her, “Should we stop?” Noelle shuddered and shook her head. Kris then chuckled, “Then tell me what I should do.”

Noelle breathed aloud with all the precious shame and embarrassment that came with it, “Fuck me.”

And with that said, Kris tugged her antler by the base to bring her head up while they began to ease the tip of their shaft into her cunt. The fingers that had been toying with her had left her wet enough that the tip of their cock popped inside without a problem. Again, she found herself surprised that Kris took such a slow approach to things as they eased themselves inside inch by inch. At the same time, she could feel the tension waiting to snap. Their fingers at her antler clenching tighter, the other hand at her thigh digging in and gripping tighter as if she would run away. The anticipation had her shaking, her lips pulled into a crooked smile. Every subtle and gentle movement was met with a yank of her antlers as if to remind her that they could go as rough as they wanted on her at any time. The shaft pulsing against her inner walls continued to slide on in nice and slow, pushing deeper with little jolts on occasion that made her sigh and tremble before she grunted as her head was brought up thanks to the constant yanking on her antler. Each inch pushed inside brought them both a bit closer to one another until she felt his hips pressed against her rear.

Again they yanked on her antler and leaned down to mutter near her ear, “Not gonna pull out, got it?”

“I mean, I know you said you wanted to put it inside of me raw but I didn’t think you meant—”

Her words were cut off as their digits moved to looped around her hair to tug, causing her to gasp. Their mouth moved to her neck to bite down again just as they started to move their hips. What they had told her was a hard declaration, and it didn’t seem like it was up to debate. Part of her wanted to put on a little bit of a struggle, to say that she wouldn’t want to risk, but risk and fear were such a sweet spice. The smile on her expression had not faded even as Kris bit down harder, even as their hips began to crash into her rear. Each thrust created a loud clap that echoed through the living room, each push jolting her forward before she was stopped by the hand holding onto her hair. The constant stimulation sent sparks into her mind that fired off behind a hazy mist. She couldn’t think well right now, couldn’t conceive of the fortitude necessary to tell Kris not to fill her. Even now she could feel the violent bouncing of their shaft inside of her as if Kris was actively trying not to hold back. There would be no warning to it, no waiting around for it, and even then she could still feel the excitement inside of her washing away anything else.

Despite the risk, despite the pace, despite the pressure she felt crushing against her gut, Noelle moaned and squeaked. She trembled violently and slammed her hips back toward Kris every time they thrust, she whimpered and cried out for more while every inch of that raw shaft pushed inside of her. On occasion, Kris would pull out just to tug on their shaft and she thought that surely they would put it back just to fill her with cum but they only did this to taunt her before returning to the previous pace of pounding inside of her cunt constantly. Shots of pre caused her to jolt and jump as she thought they were the beginnings of an orgasm and even after she figured out that it wasn’t the case, Noelle didn’t exactly have any time to calm down. What broke her out of it was a chuckle near her ear and the lack of pressure of Kris' teeth on her neck.

“You really are kind of easy to push around. Even Susie thought that you might’ve lasted the night without this happening but guess she owes me a twenty.” Kris muttered.

Her smile shifted to a frown, her body shuddering as she huffed, “Seriously? You’ve gotta ruin the moment by making fun of me?”

Kris cackled, “C’mon, seriously? You expect me to not make fun of you? You’re moaning and shaking like a leaf. Of course, I’m going to point it out because I know it bothers you even more. So c’mon, think about it. Think about how I’m going to cum inside of you. Think about the risk and what everyone would say if they knew.”

Noelle struggled to say anything as her insides were stretched and ground raw. Her cheeks burned and her eyes were shut tight as she tried to ignore them but even now she could feel their command creeping into her mind telling her to think about it all. The shuddering shame struck her in the gut with a wash of cold that left her mouth as a line of mist. Their voice had a certain cut to it that seemed to sharpen with time. Even the chuckling still toying in her ear seemed sharper than usual, more dangerous as well. And yet, that danger only made her legs weaker. Just when she thought she might be able to bark out a retort, their arms wrapped around her neck slowly in a hold to squeeze tight. Kris had his head near hers while he squeezed, while he whispered lovely and terrible things to her ear.

“C’mon, if you get knocked up you might actually be able to get out of a lot of things. You’d shut Berdly up. Catti wouldn’t be complaining about you and Susie. Your mother wouldn’t even be able to blame you for cutting university. It's not a guarantee but the risks are there and you want them all don’t you? Just to have an excuse to be free.” Muttered Kris.

It felt as though something was biting into her finger but she couldn’t look down right now. More pressing than that strange finger was the gentle squeeze of Kris’ hold on her neck. It felt like an embrace, but their arms felt colder than usual. In fact, the entire room felt colder to her which made the intense heat of their shaft inside of her all the more present. It was too much, far too much for her to handle, and she could feel every piece of her mind and soul fraying at the edges. Just as she felt like she might snap, she felt the first injection of raw heat inside of her. A load of thick warmth flowed inside of her cunt, Kris’ movements stopping entirely now that they were focused on filling her. Each twitch produced more and more until she was sure she was going to get chubbier just from the amount. And at the same time, Kris’ embrace on her neck continued to tighten until every drop had been deposited inside of her pussy.

When Kris pulled out, they kissed her ear and hummed, “Sit up.”

Noelle shuddered and obeyed when Kris let go of her neck. It didn’t take long for her lips to meet theirs, a spark of warmth against the growing arcane chill surrounding her. Kris must have felt the cold, right? So why did they not back away? She had little time to wonder about that or what was happening in this frosty haze as her insides were stirred again, this time by two fingers. They pushed inside of her gingerly and lovingly, rolling their fingers around while a thumb searched for the right spot. She spread her legs slowly and leaned back against the couch while Kris dipped their tongue into her mouth. Warmth and cold were swapped, her mind aswarm with Winter’s kiss. What she felt was beyond strange but Kris held the leash at the moment. Every sensation was kept in a neat little box by the one dipping their fingers into her so lovingly, her lips caught and kept in a loop of melding and parting while her breath was taken. It didn’t feel like she could break away, didn’t feel like she could attain any freedom like this. And yet, there was a sort of freedom in it, wasn’t there? Freedom from choice. Everything would be according to the tug and pull of the one holding the reins. Susie had always pulled away before yanking on those reigns too hard, but Kris didn’t seem to mind shackling her, and what a lovely feeling it was.

The heat of a sudden climax shook the frost away from her vision. She jolted her hips up and gasped as Kris pulled their mouth away to plant kisses on her throat. Noelle could only moan and close her legs around their arm, her eyes shutting as she felt everything start to melt away, well, not everything. When Kris pulled their fingers out, she looked toward them and saw that they were smiling at her with the same sharpness as before. She could still feel the chill around her neck, still feel something strange prickling at her fingers. Had something like this happened before? Kris had always teased her, always pushed her to the edge, and she had enjoyed every bit of that in her own strange way.

Kris planted one more peck on her mouth and muttered, “Let’s proceed.”

And that was all it took. The rest of the night belonged to Kris. What an obedient pet they had made from such simple means. Together, they had found a studded collar to place around her neck, and she seemed to wear it with blushing pride. Kris wasn’t constantly fucking her. No, that wouldn’t really be possible but she remained nude for the rest of their time together and whenever Kris had the desire, they would let loose another load inside of her cunt. It was a relatively normal get-together for them. Movies, random television, and the occasional snack. In between these things, however, Noelle was used like a sweet little puppet on strings. Her lips were brought to the human’s body in every conceivable place, her tongue dipping beneath the balls and against the taint. Each of the human’s sizable orbs rested on her snout and plenty of pictures were taken of her compromised form as she obeyed. There was no more cum, however, for her face or tongue. Anytime they had to let loose their desire, it was inside of her. They dragged her onto her back and pounded her with her legs held above her head until her womb was stained with their seed. Her hips were drawn in the air in a different position with her face pressed to the cushions as she couldn’t hold herself up. Eventually, as the night deepened, Kris found that there was only one last position to give.

Noelle rode Kris, her eyes full of frost and delight. Her hips bounced, her insides stuffed to the brim with their shaft and her abdomen bulging just a bit from the amount of seed she had already taken. Kris would on occasion mutter for her to go faster, for her to put more strength into it, and she obeyed without question while feeling the swelling of delightful freedom pour through her heart. The frost around her finger had formed a permanent sensation as if she were wearing a ring, and the collar at her neck had small motes of rime along the edges. When the warmth filled her again, she cried out in delight and sat her hips firmly down on their lap. The frost filled her world, her eyes shutting but her vision remained white as she began to drift even while the beloved heat painted her insides.

Some hours later the lights were off. Noelle’s eyes cracked open to see very little. She was on her side with a quilt of some sort on her. She stirred and rustled while reaching up to touch her neck. The collar was gone, but Kris was sitting near her on the floor against the couch. Had that been a dream? She recalled that lovely dream and wondered if Kris would really push her like that. Maybe it would be nice to have that actually happen. As she shifted, she winced and brought her hand to her neck where she felt bitemarks. Maybe not everything had been a dream but surely that strange frost and them cumming inside of her would have been one. There was no way that she could have let that happen.

Kris turned their head where they sat and whispered, “Hey, you awake?”

Noelle nodded slowly, “Yeah. Guess I was more tired than I thought. Uhm, what did we do all night?”

Instead of answering, Kris pulled out their phone and presented the glowing screen to her. She squinted and stared until she could see that it was a video of her getting absolutely railed by Kris. As she watched with horror and quiet arousal. When the phone was set back down, Kris got up and stretched while speaking quietly, “Looks like you’re staying over. Toriel came home and is already asleep. I said I’d take care of you, so it looks like since you’re up I’m responsible.”

There were many things on her mind. She had let Kris do all of that to her and so much more. Kris sounded normal right now and maybe they could even go back to how they were before, but still, she felt the pinpricks of what she had thought was a dream bothering her. There was the encircling frost around her finger still there, the chill of where the collar had been. It had felt so good to obey entirely, so good to surrender herself to them. Toriel was in the other room so they couldn’t risk being loud anymore, but even then she found herself wanting to surrender herself again and become that puppet. It would be so much easier. She shuddered and sat up slowly.

Instead of complaining about her thirst, instead of asking if she could call her mother first, Noelle placed her hands on her thighs and brought her legs up and out to spread them for Kris who started to shift out of her clothes. Quietly she breathed out with a line of frost and mist flowing from her lips, “Let’s proceed.”

Kris turned around while shifting out of their clothes, a glint of red shining behind the hair hiding their eyes. And they continued with their evening of breeding and surrender. There would be more pictures to be taken, more videos to record of Noelle losing herself entirely, and every single one would be sent to Susie with smiley faces and friendly words. Kris had been permitted to go wild, and they had certainly done as such. Doing this made them feel like the monster they were supposed to be, like the horror creature that Noelle liked so much in the movies. Maybe now they could tell their brother that they were truly part of the family. They only hoped that they could still turn back after experiencing such bliss, that they could reset things if they went too far. But then again, going too far felt like the right choice. Going too far felt like breaking free of every little limitation given to them, so they’d keep on going for just a bit more. Maybe that would be enough of a distraction for Noelle.