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Fortunately, her mastery of delivery logistics now rivaled the most seasoned Yulian. She also had long ago perfected the necessary Mrs. Claus illusion to avoid confusing any still-awake children. I swelled with pride seeing Noelle embrace what had become a shared family calling.
But certain nights we set aside to journey together, just the two of us, briefly recapturing that first magical flight. Donning our red robes side by side stirred nostalgia in us both. And perhaps a touch of relief at handing off the little ones for a spell.
Through sleepy Earth towns we soared, leaving carefully crafted gifts to commemorate all we had gained. No longer did I feel anonymous and isolated on this night. For unlike the statue-like saint of myth, I now had others who awaited my loving return.
Noelle’s glowing face in the silver sleigh light kept loneliness at bay. And her kiss upon each year’s final delivery guaranteed Christmas would never be cold for me again. Our love had transformed into the hearthfire warming my soul from deep within.
Thus the years flowed by, our lives entwining seamlessly. Noelle became as integral to the fabric of Yule as the shimmering caverns themselves. None questioned her presence, or that of her kin.
Her parents eventually retired to a quaint ice-domed cottage near our own home. No longer displaced strangers, my wife’s family and mine now blended as one unbroken circle.
On Yule, Noelle’s talents were honored universally. Her innovations breathed new life into age-old toymaking traditions. And her generous spirit effortlessly united all she encountered.
During holidays, brothers, sisters and cousins descended in a lively flock, filling every room with laughter. My in-laws doted constantly on their grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
Surrounded by this exuberant extended family, I no longer wore the mantle of Santa alone. The name Xanther rather than Claus had become my truest identity. Noelle above all gave my life meaning and purpose beyond hollow duty. She was the hearthfire ever burning at the heart of our joyful home.
Thus we found ourselves on the tenth anniversary of our serendipitous first meeting - that spark from which so much light had shone. My loving Noelle remained as radiant as on the long-ago night I unexpectedly met her wide wondering gaze.
Her adoring face was the beacon guiding me back from each lengthy annual absence. And in her arms, I knew unconditional welcome and warmth. No different on this milestone night when we came together again as we had in that snowy yard lifetimes ago.
Yet now our tender kiss held even deeper meaning, sanctified by years of partnership and devotion. Our love had weathered the storms of change, emerging stronger than Yule’s ancient mountains. Side by side, we had built a life and legacy worthy of pride.
As Noelle and I took again to the familiar skies, our sleigh glinted like our twin beating hearts. We needed no grand commemorations this night - simply the knowledge that we traveled onward together, always faithful no matter how far we roamed.
The lights of home shone brighter than ever through the gently falling snow this year. As the last gift was presented, I drew Noelle into a lingering embrace there in the silver darkness.
“Thank you for the gift of believing in me,” I whispered against her moonlit hair. No response was needed. Her radiant smile conveyed all without words.
As soon as the door to the personal sleigh ship closed behind us, I could feel the anticipation electrifying the air. Noelle’s eyes were locked on mine, a mischievous glint in them that sent shivers down my spine.
“Are you ready for this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. The way she tilted her head and bit her lip made it difficult to concentrate on anything else.
“More than ready,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady despite the pounding of my heart.
“Good.” With a sultry smile, Noelle began to undress, her movements slow and deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing, and I found myself unable to tear my gaze away from her as each article of clothing fell to the floor.
Her naked body was like a work of art - every curve and angle perfectly sculpted by bearing my children. I had seen her in various stages of undress before, but there was something about the raw intimacy of this moment that took my breath away. My eyes hungrily traced the lines of her figure, lingering on her pert breasts and the delicate slope of her hips.
“Like what you see?” Noelle teased, fully aware of the effect she was having on me.
“Can’t help it,” I admitted, my throat dry. “You’re absolutely stunning.”
“Then come closer,” she purred, extending her hand towards me. “I don’t want any distance between us tonight.”
I nodded and began to undress, feeling a surge of self-consciousness despite our shared history. I couldn’t help but notice the way her gaze followed every movement, drinking in the sight of my body as though it was something sacred.
“Get on the bed,” she instructed, her tone commanding yet playful.
I climbed onto the bed, my body pressing against hers, our connection electric. She leaned in, capturing my lips with her own, her tongue teasing mine as I explored the curves of her body. Her skin was soft, smooth, and warm beneath my touch. It was as if I held a living flame in my hands, igniting a fire within her that burned brighter with each caress.
“Xanther,” she moaned, pulling back from our kiss just long enough to speak. “I need you.”
With a fluid motion, Noelle swung her leg over my hips, straddling me. Her fingers wrapped around my throbbing cock, guiding me to her entrance. The anticipation was almost unbearable, making me shudder.
And then, in one swift movement, she sank down, taking me inside her. Noelle’s moans filled the air as she adjusted, her breath catching in her throat. I groaned at the sensation of her warmth enveloping me, my entire body shivering with pleasure.
My hands gripped Noelle’s hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh as she rode me with fervor. The ship’s windows framed our passionate encounter, the cosmos swirling around us in a hypnotic dance.
