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“Please Arthur, it would mean so much to him.” You pleaded with your English boyfriend, holding up a small santa suit so he would dress up in it.
The weather was bad and you guys were unable to go to a mall so Sealand could tell Santa his wish. This was the only option,
“I really don’t want to (name).”
“I don’t care, just do it.” You thrusted the suit at him, he gave a sigh, knowing he wouldn’t win this battle. “Thank-you Arthur, I will pay you back. I promise.”
You walked up stairs to retrieve the younger nation to tell him that santa had come to visit him, you held his hand as he walked down the stairs.
“SANTA!” he yelled running full speed and throwing himself into Arthur’s arms.
“ho ho ho, so little boy why don’t you tell me what you want for Christmas.” You had to admit you admired Arthur right now, he was trying his best, to be as real as possible.
Ten minutes later Arthur stood up and declared that he had to leave. He had a lot of other houses to visit before Christmas. You both waved to him, as he walked out the door. Then sent Sealand upstairs so Arthur could come back in.
“that was a really nice thing you did, thank-you Arthur.”
“Well I just want to know what are your means of repayment?”
“I had a few ideas in mind.” You said rather seductively hoping he would catch on to you luring voice.
“What are they?” he asked taking a step closer to you, there was something in the moment, that made you want to jump that fake santa, beard and all.
“can I show you?” you stepped closer to him, your hand reaching up to grab his santa suit collar and bring him down to meet your lips. It was a lustful and passionate kiss, and if Sealand hadn’t been upstairs you would have taken him on the floor.
But you moment was ruined when you heard a gasp from the stair way.
“Why are you kissing Santa Clause?”
