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PART 1
“Santa, is it too late to be good?” Darcy Lewis mumbles as she stares out to look at the blizzard outside. They were stationed somewhere north that had blizzards fairly weekly. She had been hoping for the snow to stop that they could go out and stretch their legs for Christmas, but that miracle isn’t going to happen anytime soon.
Arms slowly wrap from her from behind, and a grin tugs on her lips as she lifts her head and turns as far as can to face her girlfriend.
“I think maybe he’s doing us a favor,” Betty Ross states.
PART 2
Her lips quirk in amusement as Betty watches Darcy whole body starts to flush all over at her words. She brushes her lips against Darcy’s throat in gentle kisses, softly moving along Darcy’s jaw until she reaches her lips. Betty opens her eyes only enough to see Darcy’s eyes dilate in arousal before capturing Darcy’s lips with her own.
”I think we should head back to bed,” Betty says as she pulled away just enough to rest her forehead against Darcy’s.
“Best Christmas ever,” Darcy admits with a laugh as she drags Betty along with her back to their bedroom.
THE END.
