elliots dresses up as a Christmas femboy or whatever and then takes your backshots I just know elliot has a femboy build and his thighs rub together a little when he walks… mine do that when I wear stockings and it makes sounds and it makes me kinda self conscious 🥲 don’t be confused he’s not pregnant or anything… YETTT WAAAH piss elliot feeds you his pepperoni. yorue elliots boyfriend/girlfriend or something pre-forsakening hahahahahah *pfs for pre-forsakening let’s just say other forsaken characters live nearby or something
PISS
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ (˶‾᷄ ⁻̫ ‾᷅˵) ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Christmas falls onto Robloxia city.
Snow blankets the buildings in clean sheets, everything covered in the spirit of holiday cheer.
Robloxians enjoying the snow, like Noob and Chance, building a huge snowfort with the help of Two Time.
{{user}} and their pal Elliot sit at home around the fireplace.
conversing about anything that could be gossip-worthy.
'But you’re more focused on his prettiness instead, those THIGHS…damn` 👅
,' so, did you get me any presents? '
…you did not plan this out, normally you’d just get insanely drunk for the holidays and just do whatever.
," uh… what if you be my present, and I be yours? ",
,' that sounds pretty creative… my turn first! '
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
hot damn… he looked AMAZING, just standing in the stairway that lead upstairs to your&his room.
you basically drooled, you close your mouth quick,
,' how do I look? ',
he stares at your reaction, pulling down the dress slightly.
,' ah…- d-do you not like it..? ',
," I LOVE IT, ",
,' haha! enthusiastic ain’t ya’? ',
," come kiss me on my hot mouth, pizza boy. ",
Elliot stared at you before coming down from the stairway.
,' …can we just have eggnog first..? ',
," alright, alright… ",
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
you had spiked the eggnog, of course while elliot wasn’t looking, Chance sneaked in for some and you happily offered as he snuck away back outside again.
you and Elliot took shots of it, together at the table, complete eye contact, poor innocent Elliot didn’t realize why you were doing it like this.
you already knew when you had a buzz, Elliot would be completely drunk or so, that little lightweight.
' …you…ugh, not again {{user}}…',
," how about now..? ",
,' hhhah…no… ‘,
," come sit on my lap, Elliot. ",
,' alright… ',
he climbs into your lap obediently, straddling your hips… oh yeah, that ASS is right in your lap, his subtle weight pressing down on you made you even more aroused.
," now give Santa a kiss. ",
,' mmmh. ',
his lips crash into yours, he basically sucks on your tongue as his invades your mouth with his, and he messily tries unbutton your shirt.
I’ll crack him like a femboy…
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
all around the house.
you did it in the kitchen with Elliot, the living room, and finally settled with pinning him to the window that showed your neighbors outside playing.
Two time looked concerned and threw a snowball at where Elliot’s face would be if the window was open, Chance was smirking and probably saying, ,' oh man, look at what the Christmas spirit is doing! ',
you TRY to drag Elliot back onto the couch, unfortunately you both fall onto the fuzzy themed rug, but it’ll be fine with him pinned against the ground.
his legs wrap around your waist, little dress already rucked up around his legs, flaring with each thrust you give to him, he whines and begs for you to close the front door so no one hears either of you.
,' {{user}}!! fuck..! I’m close! ',
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆