#aster arcadia

━━━ .°˖✧ ren zotto ˚₊ ⊹

“what’s the plant for?” ren asked curiously, tilting his head as he approached you, being careful not to get his horns stuck in any of the decorations hanging from the ceiling. 

“it’s mistletoe! you’re supposed to kiss when you’re under it with your crush or partner.”

“why?” everything about this holiday was so strange to him, all of the reds and greens and whites and golds meshed with the smell of pine cones and baked cookies— not to mention the fat jolly man wearing red who essentially stalks each individual person and gives out presents depending if he thought they were naughty or nice. he’s learning new things as they appear to him, but he’s starting to worry he’ll never get it all.

“um… i’m not actually sure… it’s just a tradition we have here on earth,” you explained, holding tightly onto the handle of the stepping stool while making your descent. “i’m sure it has a meaning or reason of some sort— but i’m sure there is one!”

“that’s… strange… but i kinda like it…” 

he took a step closer to stand directly under the sprigs of evergreen, looking up at the thin red ribbons attaching to the door frame and little gold flakes making it sparkle, before looking back at you with a mischievous smile, “so are you going to kiss me or what?”

“already?”

“well, what did you put it up for if not to kiss me right now?”

“to tie together all of the decorations, obviously.”

“so you don’t want to kiss me?

you giggled and shook your head, wrapping your arms around his neck and reaching up on your tip-toes to place a gentle kiss on his lips, allowing it to linger for a couple of seconds before finally parting with a smile. 

“you call that a kiss?”

“don’t be greedy now.”

━━━ .°˖✧ fulgur ovid ˚₊ ⊹

he took a sip from his old pottery project mug with a contented sigh, tasting the hints of cinnamon melding with hot chocolate on his tongue with the whipped cream sticking to his upper lip. his eyes stared into the crackling fireplace, only allowing his gaze to flicker to you by his side when you reached out to lazily wipe it away with your finger and quickly sucking it off.

“this is nice,” he murmured, stretching his robotic legs under the knitted blanket you recently woven. “we should do this more often.” 

there was no feeling in his arms and legs, but he could feel warmth blooming throughout what little bit of human flesh remained as well as his soul. it wasn’t often you two got quality time like this with your conflicting schedules, yet with the christmas spirit in the air infecting the world with its joy, there seemed to be all of the time in the world to spend in the other’s company.

“hm, we really should,” you sighed as you nuzzled your face into his neck, your hands kept nice and toasty with the hot beverage in hand. “i never want to leave, it’s way too cold outside.”

it was true, the harsh winds creeping into your shared home always threatened your skin with constant shivers and the water pipes bursting, but as of now, none of that was a concern. it was just you and him cuddling against the winter frost, sitting in the living room surrounded by decorations and light from the fire. heaven couldn’t be closer if the pearly gates were right in front of his eyes. 

“i love you.”

“i love you too, so, so much.”

━━━ .°˖✧ aster arcadia ˚₊ ⊹

it’s always difficult to make a new apartment look lived in, but with christmas right around the corner, you two had a little cheat of a few more weeks to figure out how you wanted to make the home look after the decorations were put away. for now though, you were focusing on putting everything up to make it all look nice and festive: colorful lights were strung along the walls with shiny tinsel, wreaths on every door, stockings hung in the kitchen stuffed with candy canes, and a big plastic pine tree in the center ready to be adorned. it’s excessive, yes, but you both seemed to like the chaotic festive made with the combination of things from your previous respective homes before moving in together. 

“are any of these ornaments glass? i don’t want the cat to knock the tree over and break them.”

“no, they aren’t— i made sure for that exact reason, but also they were a lot cheaper—”

he spun around the tree, standing on his toes to reach the higher parts and hook the orbs onto the branches. it was like an intricate dance needing to circle the centerpiece without running into each other or placing too much focus on one area, trying to evenly spread out the love until the boxes were empty and taking a step back to admire the masterpiece. 

“do you want to put the star on top?”

“i don’t think i can lift you that high up!”

“i bet i can though!”

“with those puny arms of yours?”

“don’t underestimate a celestial being! i’ve actually been working out!”

“it means you’re powerful, but not necessarily strong— just get a stepping stool!”

━━━ .°˖✧ elira pendora ˚₊ ⊹

the dragon-hybrid girl took a deep breath of the delectable cinnamon cookies resting to sit in the oven before sighing dreamily, feeling her mouth water at the thought of sinking her fangs into them even if she burned her tongue in the process. “are those just about done now?”

“almost…” you kept an eye on their progress while setting the kitchen island with white frosting, rainbow m&ms, and sugar-coated gumdrops, only putting on the mitt to take out the tray and placing it with everything else when finished. “alright, it’s time to decorate!”

“can i just have one little nibble?”

“you can eat the ugly broken ones while we build the house.”

she tried her best to keep a steady hand to squirt the icing on the edges of the gingerbread squares neatly, but some bits of it dripped down the sides which she hastily wiped away with her nail as she hastily tried to construct a building before pouting as it collapsed. 

“you need to hold onto it as it dries,” you instructed, taking place behind her and wrapping your arms around her waist to guide her hands on placing everything perfectly, smiling slightly as your pretty girlfriend blushed at the contact. “see, like that!”

“so i have to hold it while you do the fun part?”

“okay, then i’ll hold it while you decorate the gingerbread men.”

after a considerable amount of thought, she smirked at the idea formed in her strange little mind and ran to a cabinet to fish out some bottles of food coloring to mix with the frosting. you watched curiously as she worked some magic at the speed of light, furrowed brows with her tongue sticking out slightly in concentration, working to make the imagined visual come to life.

you didn’t recognize what she was doing at first until she proudly presented her creation to you, making you shake your head and smile at how you didn’t see this coming.

“look! gingerbread yaoi!” she pressed their faces together like a child playing with dolls, making them kiss with a little giggle.

“is that supposed to be ren and akechi?”

“yep!”

you weren’t sure what you were expecting.

━━━ .°˖✧ enna alouette ˚₊ ⊹

“it’s way too cold for this shit,” she swore through chattered teeth.

“one more song and then we’ll go home,” you compromised, “the kids in this neighborhood seem to love you.”

“it’s because they think i’m another kid, but little do they know, i’m actually a grown-ass bi-”

“no swearing! anyways, what’s the next song?”

after some deliberation, you both settled on “oh come, all ye faithful” and began to sing out into the little awaiting crowd whose size was steadily growing throughout the night. the audience of all ages seemed to be amazed by your girlfriend’s voice, how deep and melodic it was in contrast to her youthful appearance as if an angel came down from the heavens to personally bless them with the spirit of christmas herself. 

it wasn’t often she was in the mood to do anything social like this, much preferring to spend the holiday alone with friends and loved ones in the heated comfort of her own home, but there was a certain magic in the air that allowed you to persuade her into spending today spreading the holiday cheer.

at least until you noticed her nose had turned bright red from the cold nipping at it for the past hour at some point and a bit runny, causing you to burst out laughing by the time you two had finished singing. enna sniffled and realized what you were smiling at, smacking you on the back with the rolled-up packet of carols as the onlookers laughed along with you.

“i’m sorry! i couldn’t help it, you looked too cute, like rudolph!” 

she bit her inner cheek, resisting the urge to swear in front of everyone else and simply smacked you again before returning her attention to them, gracefully accepting their praise and thanks for coming like she wasn’t about to curse up a storm just a few seconds ago.

━━━ .°˖✧ rosemi lovelock ˚₊ ⊹

the pinkette cheered excitedly as she eagerly put on her mittens and wrapped a woolen scarf around her neck, “i can’t remember the last time we had a white christmas!”

“remember to put on your hat, i don’t want your ears to get cold.”

“i’m just so excited!” she practically bolted out of the door to dance around the front lawn with you following suit, falling into the thick snow in a fit of giggles and rapidly moving her limbs to create snow angels. “i don’t even feel the cold with how excited i am!”

“don’t tell me the frost already settled in and numbed your senses.”

“no, it didn’t!” 

“god, you’re like a kid on christmas.”

“it is christmas! i’m just not a kid!”

“well, you might as well be.”

rosemi snickered and quickly grabbed a handful of snow, balling it up in her gloved hand and throwing it at the back of your head with shocking accuracy. “can a kid do that?”

“that’s exactly what a kid would do!” you gasped. “i’m going to get you for that!”

“no you won’t!” she laughed, jumping up and running over to hide behind a nearby tree from your oncoming assault. 

you two stayed outside until the sun set playing in the snow, creating more snow angels and families of snow people, having snowball fights with some neighborhood kids joining in— the cold never seemed to reach either of you with the constant movement keeping you warm, you could have sworn you might have started sweating at one point.

your girlfriend, on the other hand, had her teeth chattering after foolishly taking off one of the layers of her winter coat and catching a cold in the following days. thankfully though, she’ll be better by the new year as long as she doesn’t drink too much like she did last time.

Ver woke up with a groggy feeling as if he had been drained mentally and physically. He kept his eyes closed not wanting to let the light seep into his sight just yet. Being hungover really beats my ass every time… he thought to himself. He turned over onto his other side of his body to feel a short body right next to him. His eyes shot open. Who did I fuck? He thought, trying to examine who was next to him. Until he finally noticed. Shit shit shit shit. I fucked my best friends girlfriend shit. Fuck shit. He sat up straight to check if he was naked under the sheets, and sure enough, he was. Fu- his repeated thought was interrupted by the sound of his bathroom door being opened. He looked over to the bathroom only to be met with Doppio Dropscythe’s bright eyes. “Shit, Doppio. I swear I didn’t know! We must have both drank too much and-”

“Ver, calm the hell down,” Doppio interrupted while laughing. 

Ver looked at him with a confused look wondering why he was so chill about him sleeping with his beloved girlfriend.  Doppio walked over to the other side of the bed where you were sleeping and sat down and started to brush your disheveled hair with his fingers. Ver continued to look at him still confused until he became even more confused when he realized Doppio was only in his boxers.

“W-wait. Did we also…” he looked at Doppio with a scared look.

“Of course not Kaichou. What the fuck kind of question is that?” Doppio made a disgusted face.

“Well then do you mind not being so damn cryptic and just tell me what happened?!” Ver whisper yelled. 

Doppio nodded as he started the long (detailed) story of last night. 

…

Ver rested his face in his palms and shook his head, shocked at what he did yesterday. 

You woke up slowly to Doppio stroking through your strands and you sat up, “Oh, good morning you two,” you said tiredly.

“How are you two not shocked?!” Ver asked.

“We know how to remember things after we have alcohol, Ver,” Doppio replied with a deep chuckle.

  …

You and Doppio walked back to your room hand in hand, “So who was better?” Doppio said, winking at you. 

“Fuck off,” you replied laughing. 

You two arrived in your dorm as you both layed down on your bed, “I’m still so tired,” Doppio said, resting his face in the crook of your neck. 

“Hmmm, yeah? Then how ‘bout I wake you up a little?” 

You took off his pants and boxers for him then sat in his lap, “You’re awfully energetic this fine morning, aren’t ya princess?” he chuckled.

“Mhm,” you said, biting his neck adding more dark bruises to the ones you left yesterday. 

You led his dick toward your hole and sat down on it while your cunt pulsed as you moved up and down squeezing him tight. 

“Ah, fuck baby,” he groaned. 

You bounced on his dick faster as your tits bounced in his face. He took one of your tits in his mouth and he massaged the other one in his hand. 

“Yeah, you’re doing such a good job princess. Go a little faster for me~”

You obeyed his words, getting closer to your climax.

“Fuck Doppi, I’m gonna cum,”

“Go ahead, baby. I’m gonna cum inside of you,”

You both reached climax as your juices squirted all over his lower half and his cum filled up and spurted out of your pussy with the amount he released. 

“Fuck, sorry Doppi! I didn’t mean to make such a mess!” you apologized to him countlessly. 

He took two fingers and brushed it against his muscular thighs and sucked on them with a slight pop at the end, “Ah it’s no biggie. I mean it’s my favorite beverage~”