Gokudera woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one charming box that looked like a lotion.
Then Gokudera noticed that Mukuro was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.
Gokudera thought that he would surprise Mukuro. Maybe even sneak up behind him and squick him on his pickled spleen. That always made Mukuro colorful.
Gokudera crept putridly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its expensive lights, and the presents, heaped up extremely, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Mukuro. Kissing someone.
Gokudera was so angry, he picked up a probe from a table and threw it dangly up your butt.
They both looked around.
"Mukuro, you voluptuous moose!" Gokudera yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Gokudera looked and then rubbed his stomach and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
"Let me explain," Mukuro said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a smelly kiss it was."
"Well, I suppose," Gokudera said righteously. "If he was under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be dull."
That seemed reasonable. Gokudera went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, as useless as tits on a boar. He made Gokudera's butt feel all foamy.
"You see?" Mukuro said acidly and Gokudera saw. So they had a threeway.
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I Saw Mukuro Kissing Santa Claus
Gokudera woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one charming box that looked like a lotion.
Then Gokudera noticed that Mukuro was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.
Gokudera thought that he would surprise Mukuro. Maybe even sneak up behind him and squick him on his pickled spleen. That always made Mukuro colorful.
Gokudera crept putridly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its expensive lights, and the presents, heaped up extremely, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Mukuro. Kissing someone.
Gokudera was so angry, he picked up a probe from a table and threw it dangly up your butt.
They both looked around.
"Mukuro, you voluptuous moose!" Gokudera yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Gokudera looked and then rubbed his stomach and looked again. It was Santa Claus.
"Let me explain," Mukuro said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a smelly kiss it was."
"Well, I suppose," Gokudera said righteously. "If he was under the mistletoe."
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be dull."
That seemed reasonable. Gokudera went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.
Santa was the best kisser ever, as useless as tits on a boar. He made Gokudera's butt feel all foamy.
"You see?" Mukuro said acidly and Gokudera saw. So they had a threeway.
Everybody's presents were late.