It was mid-December and a dreadful chill blew through the air as you and your girlfriend Hasebe trudged through the snow. The purplette was smiling softly and enjoying being cozily wrapped up in her winter jacket as she nursed a hot chocolate while next to her you were regretting your choice of outfit, which while festive offered little protection from the cold.
Another frigid breeze left you shivering and tightening your shawl for warmth.
Y/n: *brr* It's so cold.
Hasebe rolled her eyes, but nonetheless offered you her drink which you wasted no time in taking a long deep sip of. You sighed happily feeling the hot chocolate start to warm you up. Smiling gratefully, you handed Hasebe her drink back before swooping in for a quick kiss. The purplette blushed tasting the faint hint of chocolate on your lips, but quickly overcame her surprise and leaned in to reciprocate the affection, which made your heart flutter in a different of warmth. By the time you pulled apart your face was redder than your dress, making Hasebe giggle as she gave you a smug look.
Hasebe: Still thinking you don't need a jacket.
You sulked knowing she was right, but it's not your fault. That winter jacket of yours completely clashed with your Christmas outfit. Hasebe however seemed to find your pouting adorable as laughed and wrapped her arm around your shoulders, letting you snuggle into her jackets warm fleece.
Hasebe: Don't worry, it shouldn't be much farther. I actually think I can see Kyoko's from here.
Y/n: Finally, I was starting to think we'd gotten lost in all this snow.
Hearing that you smiled and enjoyed cuddling into your girlfriend for the last block or two of your walk before you reached Kyoko's house.
Nestled into a quiet suburb of crosstown, Kyoko's house was looking rather festive with its Christmas lights reflecting off the snow covered ground. Seeing the lights on through the windows, you couldn't contain your excitement for getting out of this bitter cold as you skipped on ahead to rig the doorbell with Hasebe right behind you.
*DING*
A small commotion could be heard from inside and you grinned, taking a quick moment to nervously smooth out your clothes before the door opened with a click as you were greeted by your girlfriend's mother's smiling face.
Y/n: Hello Ms. Kyoko's Mom!
Beside you, Hasebe rolled her eyes at seeing you blush over the older woman. Shaking her head, the purplette pulled a small bottle from her coat pocket and handed it to the redheaded mother.
Hasebe: Sorry we're late, here's the bottle of vanilla you needed.
Taking the bottle from Hasebe, Ms Kyoko gave the two of you a warm smile that nearly left you melting on her doorstep.
Kyoko's Mom: Oh no, you two got here just in time. Me and the girls were just getting started, please come in.
She motioned for the two of yo y to come inside, but you were to distracted by her big "smile" to move until your girlfriend subtly jabbed you in the ribs. Snapping out of it you followed her inside to where the rest of your harem were already hard at work decking the halls. Slipping your shoes off, you smiled feeling the cozy warmth of the house.
Hasebe: Ahem?
Blinking, you turned to see Hasebe giving you a look as she unzipped her jacket. Getting her meaning, you nodded and took her coat for her. Kyoko's mom watched this with a smile, looking happy to see her daughter's girlfriend being such a gentlewoman.
Hasebe: Thank you for inviting us into your home Ms. Kyoko.
Your girlfriend bowed her head graciously, and after a moment you mimicked her giving a small gracious dip.
Kyoko's Mom: Oh stop, i told you your both always welcome here. It's nice seeing Kyoko with such a nice young girl... or girls?
For a brief moment she glanced confused between you and Hasebe, before just as quickly it was gone and she was again giving you both a radiant blush inducing smile.
Kyoko's Mom: Either way if you two want to follow me, the girls should be in the kitchen.
She motioned for you to follow, leaving you to watch her hips as you followed her into the kitchen where the rest of your harem were waiting seated around the countertop surrounded by baking ingredients and utensils. Seeing Kyoko's Mom return they all turned to smile seeing you and Hasebe coming in behind her, with the redhead's daughter jumping off her to seat to tackle you into a hug.
Kyoko: Y/n! About time you got here you big dummy.
You blushed feeling your girlfriends sweater clad chest squishing into your face as her arms squeezed the daylights out of you. Smiling you hugged her back.
Kyoko's Mom: Aw, you two are just adorable. Stay there I'll get a picture.
You felt Kyoko freeze in your arms and turn to stare at her mother, only to look aghast seeing the older woman fumbled with her phone camera with the others watching amused.
Kyoko: Mom! Quit it.
Kyoko's Mom: Just one moment dear. I need to see how this thing works?
Misako: Here I can show you.
Kyoko: Misako!
Your redhead looked on in horror as her best friend betrayed her and started teaching her mom how to use the phone camera, meanwhile Mami and Hasebe had joined up and were snickering to each other watching Kyoko's embarrassment.
Mami: Hey misses K, wouldn't it be better to get a picture of those two under the mistletoe?
The woman looked delighted at the idea, her daughter however sputtered in shock, looking completely embarrassed by the idea. Personally you thought the idea sounded fun, but wisely kept your mouth shut so as to not disrupt the wonderful vice grip that embarrassed Kyoko was giving you.
Kyoko's Mom: Oh that's a wonderful idea, but unfortunatelyI haven't hung it yet.
She tapped her chin and her daughter sighed a breath of relief before the mother suddenly got an excited look on her face.
Kyoko's Mom: I know, how about you all get in their for the picture instead?
You saw Kyoko looking about ready to object, but before she voice her embarrassment the others were already crowding in around you for the picture.
Kyoko: Ughh, fine.
Hearing her sigh and accept you smiled, happily feeling your girlfriends bodies pressing against you as you all angled yourselves for the picture. Already being in your arms, Kyoko hugged you tightly while Hasebe latched herself onto the redhead's back with a teasing smirk that sent your mind into creative overdrive. Which wasn't helped by Misako grabbing you around the waist, pulling your bottom flush to her hips as she leaned in to you press her lips to your cheek with Mami popping up from behind to claim the other side.
Facing towards the camera, you got a good view of Kyoko's mother's face as she blushed seeing the five of you being so affectionate with each other, nonetheless the older woman looked happy seeing the five of you getting along
Kyoko's Mom: All right now smile for the camera.
You didn't need to be told twice as all the camera angling left certain parts of Kyoko's mom jiggling. Between the view and your girlfriends pressing into you, there was anything you could but grin like an idiot.
Kyoko's Mom: All right girls, keep those smiles and... wait hold on. That's not right?
Misako: Everything okay Ms. Kyoko?
Kyoko's Mom: No no, well maybe? I took the picture but now there's just a blinking red dot? See.
She showed you her phone screen, revealing she'd somehow managed to get it stuck on video recording mode, prompting Mami to bury her face into your hair in an attempt not to laugh as Misako and Hasebe gently tried coaching the Misses through switching back to normal camera mode. All while you did your best to comfort an embarassed Kyoko.
Kyoko: This is so embarrassing.
Y/n: Hey, it could be worse. At least your mom's not showing baby pictures
Mami: *giggle!* You weren't here half an hour ago.
Kyoko: Oh god!
Mortified, Kyoko buried her face in her hands as you shot Mami a warning look to which the blonde just smirked and pecked you on the cheek. At the same time despite Hasebe's and Misako's assistance, Kyoko's Mom still struggled to get her phone camera working while looking no less confused then when she started.
Kyoko's Mom: M-maybe we should just get started on the baking?
No one complained to that idea and soon the five of you were huddled around the countertop with Ms. Kyoko looking down on a stack of different paper recipes.
Kyoko's Mom: All right, so which did you girls want to start with the gingerbread, the molasses, or the sugar cookies?
Y/n: Hmmm, I like the sound of the Molasses. Is that good for you girls?
Your girls mulled it over and discussed it but one by one they all either nodded or shrugged in acceptance, not really caring either way since you'd be making them all by the end of the day. Seeing that you'd all come to an agreement, Ms Kyoko smiled and grabbed a mixing bowl plus some sugar.
Kyoko's Mom: All-right, then let's start by separating the ingredients. First we'll need to soften the butter.
Misako: On it.
Kyoko's Mom: Okay, while Misako's doing that I'll need someone to hand me the measuring spoons and the vanilla.
You and Hasebe shared a smirk and handed the bottle over together while Mami gathered up the measuring utensils.
Y/n: Freshly delivered
Kyoko's Mom: Thank you dear, now Kyoko could you hand me the Molasses?
Kyoko: Um...
Looking for the molasses, your girlfriend pushed and looked through the pile of ingredients around but couldn't seem to find any.
Kyoko: Hey Mami where did you put the Molasses?
The blond scoffed and was quick to point a finger at Misako.
Mami: Me? She's the one who grabbed it.
Seeing Mami try to pass the blame off onto her, Misako quickly grew incensed and shot the blonde a glare.
Misako: Why you little-
Kyoko's Mom: Girls, let's not argue. I'll just grab the molasses. Besides I think I remember exactly where it is anyway.
Having been stopped before she could blow up, the dark haired girl relented, earning a bright smile from Kyoko's Mom before she stepped over to start digging through the cabinets. You didn't think much of it as you were idly pushing the different ingredients around only to feel your face explode into an atomic blush as Ms. Kyoko innocently bent over to try and rifle through her cabinets for some molasses.
Gulping, you found it impossible to tear your eyes away from your girlfriend's mother as her gorgeous ass was put on firm display. Thicc and bubbly, the older woman's butt was perfectly shaped for her wide motherly hips and framed sinfully tight by her mom jeans, giving you a drool inducing vista as it wiggled in her attempts to sort through her shelves. And you weren't the only one to appreciate the view as your girlfriends other than Kyoko all shot an appreciative glance towards the milf's voluptuous rear while Kyoko just glowered mulishly seeing you all drooling over her mom.
Kyoko's Mom: Hmmmm, looks like we're all out.
Popping back up, she was just in time to see you and the girls admiring her kitchen decor.
Kyoko's Mom: Would the five of you mind getting started on the prep work while I run to the store? It shouldn't take me too long.
Kyoko: Sure thing Mom, we'll get right on it.
Y/n: Yep you can count on us!
More than a few eyes were rolled at the eagerness in your voice, none more so than Kyoko herself who shot you a warning look as she latching onto your arm. To her mother however it merely looked like two young girls in love.
Kyoko's Mom: Aw, you two are just so precious. Come here.
Kyoko: Wait, no Mom. Not in front of-
She couldn't finish before her mother was giving you and Kyoko both a goodbye kiss on the cheek, leaving the blushing daughter squirming in embarrassment as your mind quickly melted into the gutter. Ms Kyoko giggled as she watched her daughter bury her face in your shoulder, finding the entire scene adorable
Kyoko's Mom: *giggle* I'll be back in a bit honey. Don't do anything I wouldn't do while I'm gone.
Kyoko: MOM!
Kyoko's Mom: Oh I'm just teasing honey.
Grabbing her keys off the counter, Kyoko's Mom gave you all a wave goodbye on her way out the door. Meanwhile the entire time your eyes were firmly locked on her thicc swaying ass, ogling how it bounced and jiggled with every step inside those tight mom jeans of hers. She was barely out the door when you let out a deep hot sigh.
Y/n: God your moms hot.
Kyoko: No she's not, she's embarrassing!
Mami: *snicker* Embarrassingly hot.
Glaring, the redhead looked just about ready to snap at until Misako stepped in, fixing all three of you an exasperated look as she grabbed and started dragging you and Mami out of the kitchen.
Misako: Okay that's enough, you two are coming with me to get the Christmas stuff from the garage.
Y/n: But I wanted to lick the bowls.
Misako: Now!
And there was her angry voice. You deflated knowing there was no arguing with Misako when she was like this, so reluctantly you trudged along behind her with a defeated groan.
Y/n: Ughh fine.
Leaving Hasebe with Kyoko, you and Mami followed Misako through the Kyoko family home towards the garage, where a pile of dusty boxes marked "Christmas" awaited. You shivered seeing how old and musty they looked and partially hid behind Mami while shooting the boxes a disgusted grimace.
Y/n: *gagging* Yuck, there so dusty.
Misako: Well duh, nobody's touched these things since last Christmas.
Y/n: But still, we're not actually expected to lug those in rig-oof!
You got the wind knocked out of you as Misako shoved a small crate into your arms.
Misako: Yep.
She then proceeded to heft two much bigger boxes and start carrying them inside, leaving you to stare down at the dusty box in your hands with a grimace.
Y/n: Gross.
Suppressing a gag, you held the box as far away from you as your arms could and followed Misako inside feeling just eager to get this over with. Coincidentally leaving Mami alone to carry the largest crate as you rushed to deliver yours as quickly as possible.
Y/n: Ew ew ew, EW!
You could barely contain your disgust as you practically ran to set the box down in the living room before rushing to snatch a tissue to wipe your hands off. All the while your girlfriend just rolled her eyes and leaned back into the couch.
Misako: Don't you think your overreacting a bit. The crates aren't that dirty.
Huffing, you threw the tissue away and sat down next to her only to feel an arm wrap around your waist as you were pulled onto the dark haired girls lap. Letting it happen, you snuggled into your girlfriend's chest with a flirty grin.
Y/n: Maybe they're clean when compared to your brain Misako.
Misako: What are your getting on about?
Y/n: I'm just saying that the boxes don't have a hand up my skirt.
Suddenly Misako was looking anywhere except your face but still she didn't try denying it. Mostly because that would have been very hard to pull off with when her fingers were fluttering dangerously high up your thigh. You giggled seeing how red her face got at being caught.
Misako: Fine you don't have to help carry the boxes, so just stand there and look pretty I guess.
Y/n: Aw, you think I'm pretty. Mwah.
Her cheek felt warm against your lips, but Misako wasn't one content for just a small peck. Turning her head, the dark haired girl pulled you and pressed your lips together in a deep kiss as her hands roamed your bottom. You moaned feeling her fingers stroking along your inner thigh, only to blush heavily as your girlfriend slid her hands around to squeeze your plush bottom. Gasping into her mouth, you pushed her back and laid on top of her, savoring the sweet taste of her tongue.
Mami: Ahem.
Blinking, you and Misako pulled your faces apart just enough to see Mami glaring down at the two with an annoyed look and an especially large box behind her. You weren't quite sure what the protocol was for when your girlfriend catches you making out with your other girlfriend, but luckily Misako had enough a reaction for two people as she glared right back at the blonde looking pretty annoyed.
Misako: Oh hey Mami. I was wondering you were, things were starting to feel bearable without you.
Mami: Funny. Now scoot over.
Misako grumbled but obliged, moving just enough so that the blonde could wedge herself onto the couch. Feeling a bit playful, you leaned over and gave Mami a sloppy kiss which the other girl eagerly returned, leaving your dark haired girlfriend with a perfect view to watch you swallowing each other's tongues. A dark blush painted Misako's as she leaned back, content to enjoy watching you and Mami make out as her hands gently rest on both your asses.
You gasped feeling her grip on your butt, letting Mami take advantage and dominate your mouth with her tongue. Moaning you submit to her, letting her control the kiss as you savored the sweet taste of her lips until you were both out of breath and had to break away. A thin strand of saliva connected your mouths as you pulled back, only for Mami to lick her lips and swallow it with a naughty smirk. Unable to contain your blush, you snuggled into Misako's arm with Mami claiming the other. For the next several minutes you all laid there enjoying the feel of each other's bodies and Misako's stroking hands while taking a moment to catch your breaths.
Y/n: Hey so what did you girls ask for in your letter to Santa?
You received several strange looks before Mami and Misako burst into a fit of laughter, loudly giggling as they looked at you in amusement.
Misako: Wait what?
Mami: Come on Y/n, don't tell me you actually still believe in that stuff.
Your embarrassed blush only made the two laugh harder. It started to get on your nerves, causing you to huff and shoot the two a pouty glare.
Y/n: You know you two are being awfully skeptical despite Magic being real?
Your girlfriends looked about ready to rebuff you before they actually stopped and considered it for a moment. Watching the gears turning in their heads, you couldn't help your smug smirk as you saw their shocked expressions.
Misako: Ah fuck.
Mami: Wait but if he's...then that would...does that mean?
Y/n: Yep. Gives real new meaning to sees you when your sleeping?
The two blinked and shared a shudder before turning to eye the Kyoko family fireplace wariness. Then suddenly your comfy rest against Misako's arm was disturbed as she and Mami both got up from the couch to start walking nervously towards the kitchen.
Mami: You know the rest of these boxes can wait. We'd better go check how they're doing in the kitchen.
Misako: That's a good idea. In fact, I don't think Kyoko even knows how to use an oven.
Hanging back, you couldn't help but watch their nervousness with a little bit of guilt.
Following behind, you couldn't help but feel a little guilty for making them nervous like this. Still it could have been worse.
Y/n: ...huh, good thing I didn't tell them about Krampus.
Shrugging it off, you raced to catch up with the girls as you made your way back to the kitchen to check up on Kyoko and Hasebe's progress with the baking prep work. However the closer you got the more you could hear the faint sound of bickering as the three of you arrived to the not wholly unexpected sight of Kyoko and Hasebe arguing. Or more specifically Hasebe shouting angrily while watching Kyoko dump maple syrup into the mixing bowl.
Hasebe: What are you doing? Don't put that in, the recipe called for vanilla!
Kyoko: It's fine, vanilla syrup, they're a substitute.
The purplette's eye twitched as the redhead brushed her off and kept pumping syrup into the cookie dough.
Hasebe: No they're not, and even if they were that's way too much!
Stirring the bowl, Kyoko tore off a chunk of dough and tossed it into her mouth with a shrug
Kyoko: *chewing* tastes good to me.
Hasebe: arghhhh!
Growling, the purple haired girl took a handful of dough and angrily threw it at Kyoko, narrowly missing the redhead as the glob soared past her towards you and the girls. Luckily you thought fast and managed to duck down out of the way just in time, however Mami wasn't quite so lucky. The blonde blinked as she scooped the sticky dough off her shirt, staring at the mess all over her hands and chest just as Kyoko and Hasebe noticed the three of you in the doorway. But it was already too late. Hissing in rage, Mami chucked the glob right back at Hasebe and nailed her in the cheek, leaving the purplette stunned as you watched on knowing exactly where this was going.
Y/n: Uh oh.
Hasebe: You bitch!
In an instant it was like a switch had been flipped as both the former two best friends grabbed for their nearest cookie ingredients to use as a makeshift weapon o throw at the other. Flour and dough, eggs and sugar, they used it all and it wasn't long before Kyoko and Misako joined the gray after being nailed in the crossfire.
Seeing your girlfriends going at it and scared for your chirstmas outfit you ducked behind the counter to hide from the food fight, but just as you were breathing a sigh of safety a stray egg dropped right ontop of your head. Freezing up, you robotically ran a hand through your hair before pulling back to see gross sticky yoke dripping from your fingers. Your eye twitched erratically and then you saw red.
Standing up, you scooped some yolk off your face and were quick to wipe it over the nearest person. In this case it was Misako, who was rather displeased to feel you smearing a fist full of egg goop onto her shirt. Growling, the ravenette grabbed a stick of butter and smooshed it into your face as retaliation. Not one to take that lightly, you threw yourself into the flurry with gusto, snatching every foodstuff you could to use as ammo.
Across the kitchen Kyoko had been dragged into a three way standoff between Hasebe and Mami. Each wielded their choice of weapon from among the piles of syrups, doughs, and flours. Kyoko giggled as she scooped up a handful of flour and tossed it through the air, sending the powder everywhere all over Mami who screeched feeling it get into her hair. Sneering, the blonde's response was to rip the cooking oil out of Hasebe's hands and splash the bottle all over Kyoko, staining it see through as the redhead squirmed in discomfort.
Seeing her favorite shirt not only ruined but sticking to her uncomfortably the redhead rushed to take it off. Hence you soon became distracted seeing your girlfriend peeling her shirt off to expose her large oiled up tits. Her bra clad chest's hypnotic jiggling drawing your gaze away just long enough to not see the half melted mound of sour cream hurtling towards your face until it had knocked you clean on the floor. Groaning in pain, you could only give a dopey grin and a thumbs up.
Y/n: Awesome!
From there the food fight continued, with each of your lover's smearing and covering in whatever they could reach while you leaned back and enjoyed all the hot jiggling girl on girl violence with a perverted grin. Kyoko got her vengeance by dousing Mami in syrup, leaving the blonde too sticky to stop a pelting of chocolate chips from sticking to her as Hasebe and Misako cackled like madwomen. Steaming furiously, Mami grabbed a fistful of goopy cookie dough and jammed it into Hasebe's face, where her syrupy hand got glued to her purplette friend's face while a near trip on the oil spill sent the ravenette stumbling into her best friend, pinning the half naked redhead against the counter beneath her.
Kyoko's Mom: Girls I'm hom-
You all froze and turned to see the Ms Kyoko standing in the doorway and looking wide eyed at the scene before her. She didn't seem to know where to be staring between her messy kitchen, the two girls glued together by syrup, or her own oiled up daughter being straddled suggestively by her childhood best friend. However nothing could top the blush on Kyoko's face as she stared at her mother in sheer mortification.
Kyoko: Mom I swear this isn't what it looks like.
Kyoko's Mom: S-sorry to interrupt dear.
Kyoko: What, no mom wait I can explain!
You giggled hearing your girlfriend running off to try and explain things to her mother while the others picked themselves up and realized what an utter mess you'd all actually made, truly this was already shaping up to be one of your more memorable Christmas's.
AN: Happy Holidays everybody.