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Kyle paused hearing his name called, assuming Cassia was calling out to him he went to the door opening it and gaping when he saw Cassia on the counter, fingers inside of herself, head tilted back, eyes closed.

Without any real thought Kyle quietly closed the door behind him, locking it, hungry eyes watch his best friend as he did.

Cassia hadn’t heard the door open and close, nor the lock click, as she continued to ride her fingers. The sound of her moans and blood rushing were all she could hear, even the loud party music had all but disappeared from her senses. 

Kyle waited a few minutes before getting a bit worried he went the direction he’d been pointed to, opening doors as he went down the hall “Cass?”

“Ahhh” She gasped softly, the sound barely more than a whisper. No matter now much she fucked herself against her fingers, she couldn’t find release, and she really needed to get back out there before someone came looking for her. Damn, the girl was half tempted to use whoever-the-hell’s house this was’s toothbrush. But no, cause ew.

Kyle ran a hand through his hair, splashing a bit of water on his face before going back with their drinks, pausing when he didn’t see Cassia anywhere. “Hey did Cas leave?” He asked a friend, afraid he’d made things weird but they shook their head and pointed him in the direction she had gone.

Kyle groaned as soon as he was far enough away, trying to calm down so he didn’t seem like a horn dog to his best friend.

Where did this come from? Had he never noticed how stunning Cassia was? No he had but he never let himself acknowledge it but now he couldn’t NOT.

“I’ll be right back” Cassia whispered, setting her drink popsicle thing down into an empty cup before running into the bathroom down the hall. Just two smacks to her ass, two smacks!, and she felt like she was burning up with arousal. 

He nearly choked on thin air because that gagging sound was just…. whole new levels of unfair. “Careful,” he said giving another slap, half because he was trying to be normal and doing that was a very him thing and half because…. well he just didn’t know when his friend got such a great ass? “Okay I’m gonna get us drinks,” he said moving away to go compose himself.

Cassia coughed as she pulled the frozen dick out of her mouth and wiped her lips with the back of her hands. She was shocked, honestly, and didn’t know what to do with herself. Then, oh then, Kyle just had to go and spank her. This time she did moan, and was thankful the sound passed off as a grunt. Was he teasing her on purpose now?

Holy shit. Fuck Fuck FUCK. He cleared his throat giving him a quick slap on the ass, not smart since somehow he’d never noticed what a perfect one she had still he kept cool “Trust me from now on is today’s lesson I guess.”

Cassia had turned away for a moment to check her phone that was on the counter, the pop-sicle back in her mouth. Damn, it was huge. When all of a sudden she felt a slap on her ass and suddenly she was pushed forward, gagging on the cock shaped treat. Something she was actually thankful for, or else her moan would have been heard throughout the room. Because, fuck, that was really hot.

Kyle’s eyes widened, he had meant it as a joke. Hadn’t meant anything sexual by bringing the Popsicles but holy fucking shit that looked good. It wasn’t just the popsicle, other people were eating them and it wasn’t affecting him like this. And fuck that MOAN. He cleared his throat “Good?”

“Actually, yeah” She said, laughing in surprise as she pulled the popsicle out of her mouth. The tip was dripping, amusingly, and she began to lick and suck at the sides to keep it from getting messy. “This is, like, the best popsicle I’ve ever had.”

“This is a fact we knew already,” Kyle said with a grin as he held one out to his friend “Come ooooon you know you want one. It’s blueberry.”

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He arched a brow at the person who approached them as he refilled his drink. “You’re not thinking of trying to start up something ridiculous like small talk are you?”

"Brood. Drink. Pick someone to drag to my office,” he mused. The only bright side of Christmas parties was the number of drunk employees willing to fuck. It seemed Kyle had his own prey for the evening.

The lip he’d been receiving all night had quickly gotten on Vincent’s nerves until he’d finally pinned the younger man to his desk to shut him up.

“Would you like to make paper snowflakes with me? You’re going to help me clean up the mess, though!”

“You’re the worst at wrapping presents, do you want me to wrap them for you?”

“Come on, it’s Christmas! Cheer up!”

“I just want to make someone else’s Christmas special.”

“You should treat every day like it’s Christmas.”

“You can jingle my bells.”

“I made you some hot chocolate!”

“What’s your favorite Christmas movie?”

“Christmas is far too commercialized.”

“Merry Christmas!”

“Do you believe in Santa Claus?”

“You, my friend, are a Grinch. A real Scrooge.”

“I’m not kissing you, no matter how much mistletoe we pass under!”

“Look… mistletoe!”

“I love to drive by the houses at night and look at the Christmas lights; lights are something I’ve never had the patience for myself.”

“Wanna help me bake Christmas cookies?”

“I can’t afford much for Christmas.”

“I’ve had enough of Christmas songs!”

“That’s the ugliest sweater I’ve ever seen!”

“What’s your favorite Christmas song?”

“I’ve always hated Christmas. I’ve always felt the need to buy something for everyone.”

“It’s snowing!”

“What’s on your wishlist this year?”

He arched a brow at the person who approached them as he refilled his drink. “You’re not thinking of trying to start up something ridiculous like small talk are you?”