Noelle's Naughty List

Priya's demeanor shifted. "Scientific research is driven by a quest for knowledge, not corporate interests," she corrected him, her passion for the truth overriding her attempt at flirtation.

Chad's smile faded. "Oh, okay. Well, nice talking to you," he said before abruptly rejoining his friends.

Deflated, Priya watched him go, her brief foray into flirting falling apart.

As she approached Noelle, she found her strange new advisor's focus on some guy. "That's as unlikely as an elf not meeting their toy-making quota," she laughed. The conversation fizzled out quickly after that.

Eventually, Priya and Noelle found each other under the brightly lit Christmas tree. The tree's festive lights cast a comforting glow around them.

"I messed up, didn't I?" Priya said, her voice tinged with disappointment.

Noelle wrapped an arm around her. "We both did. But it's okay. I promised to help you, and I'm not giving up. We'll figure this out together," she declared, her voice steady with resolve. They both grabbed some beers, hoping that would help.

^ ^ ^

Meanwhile, Tinsel was in a bit of a pickle. His magic had kept him hidden at the frat party all night, but now, with a noisy crowd closing in, he needed a new hiding spot, and quickly. Scanning the room, he spotted a beer keg and, without hesitating, wriggled into it. Inside, the pungent smell of beer was overwhelming. Overcome with curiosity, Tinsel tried a bit. It was nothing like he'd had back home at the North Pole, bold and bitter but strangely exciting.

The more he sipped, the more light-headed he felt, the beer's effects amplified by his small size. Hidden in the keg, he began to hum festive tunes, getting louder and more animated with each gulp. The keg turned into his own little party spot.

Tinsel's thoughts wavered between Noelle and a longing for home. Lost in the moment, he hummed Christmas carols. As he pressed against the keg's insides, he couldn't help but feel a mix of mischief and concern, all while soaking in the strange new experience of inebriation.

^ ^ ^

Standing under the Christmas tree, Noelle couldn't help but notice the mistletoe hanging above them. Time seemed to slow as their eyes met, a mix of vulnerability and questioning in their looks. Almost without thinking, Noelle leaned in. Their first kiss was tentative but quickly grew into something more intense.

It was a soft, exploratory kiss at first. Still, it soon deepened, driven by emotions and desires Noelle didn't know she had. Their fingers intertwined. They were lost in the moment, oblivious to the party around them.

The party faded into a blur, the noise and laughter receding into the background. For those few seconds, Priya and Noelle shared a connection.

Then, applause from nearby snapped them back to reality. A bunch of guys were clapping, breaking the spell. Flustered, Priya turned to leave and ran into a hot frat boy who looked amused and curious about what he'd just seen.

"Hey there, I'm Derek," he said with an easy grin, "Quite a show, huh?"

Still reeling from the kiss, Priya was quickly caught up in a chat with him. Derek had this natural charm about him, and still a bit dazed, Priya couldn't help but engage.

From the sidelines, Noelle's heart dropped. Watching Priya laugh with another person, the beautiful moment they had just shared seemed to slip away, replaced by jealousy. She felt a whirlwind of emotions: confusion, yearning, a sense of something slipping away.

Quietly, Noelle stepped back, fading into the background of the party. She was left questioning her feelings, the fleeting magic of their mistletoe kiss now clouded with doubts and what-ifs.

^ ^ ^

The conversation and flirting with Derek went much easier than it had with Chad. It was much easier to laugh at jokes and not show she was a genius when the guy didn't say anything idiotic. Also, the alcohol helped. Soon, the drinks and laughter had Derek escorting Priya to an empty private bedroom upstairs.

As Priya settled on the bed, her mind briefly drifted to thoughts of Noelle and their shared kiss, but Derek quickly recaptured her attention.

He approached her with a slow confidence, his gaze filled with an unmistakable hunger.

"Are you ready for this?"

"Ready for what?" she asked, suddenly unsure.

In response, he moved in close, his eyes darkening with lust. His hands were on Priya's body, touching her with an intensity that made her shiver. Priya closed her eyes, trying to focus on the feeling of his hands on her skin.

He began kissing her, his lips hot and hungry on her neck, his breath warm on her skin. The contrast between his aggressive kissing and her passionate kiss with Noelle was noted. But Priya's thoughts soon shifted, unable to keep up with the whirlwind of sensations overwhelming her senses.

"Fuck, you're hot," he groaned against her olive skin, his words sending a shiver of desire down her spine. She arched into his touch, a soft moan escaping her lips as his mouth moved down to her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard points through her dress.

With one quick move, he stripped her out of the tight Santa's Helper costume. Derek looked at the lacey green thong with a hunger. "I'm going to make you feel so fucking good," Derek growled. Priya felt her cheeks flush in pleasure.

Priya was shocked by the speed of events. Still, before she could reflect on it, Derek grabbed her tits, playing roughly with her nipples, making Priya moan in pleasure. Her head fell back, and Derek took that moment to pull off his shirt, revealing his sculpted body, before he turned his attention to her underwear, stripping it off her.

Priya tried to cover her pussy with her hand, but he was having none of it, pushing it away. "Don't hide from me. You have nothing to be embarrassed about, babe," he assured her, his voice rough with desire.

She felt him start to run his fingers over her slit. She moaned as his touch sent waves of pleasure through her. She squirmed as Derek slipped one of his thick fingers inside her, forcing her to moan uncontrollably.

Derek's other hand moved to his jeans, unbuttoning them. He moved his mouth back to her breasts as he pulled down his pants and underwear, freeing his large hard dick.

Priya looked at his cock in surprise, feeling both apprehensive and excited about its size. It looked intimidating, but Priya was overwhelmed by her Christmas wish to be desired, to have a hot fuck, come true. She spread her legs, wanting this moment to happen.

As Priya gave up her virginity, her mind thought back to the magical kiss with Noelle and how she was more excited by that than this moment. She wished it was Noelle's delicate tongue licking her instead. But the feeling of Derek's cock forcing into her brought her back.

It felt as if Priya could barely catch her breath as Derek's thrusts increased. She let out a sharp gasp when he finally hit bottom and groaned with pleasure as she felt herself stretch to accommodate his shaft.

The friction of his thick cock inside her sent waves of pleasure through her. Priya held on to Derek as he increased the speed of his thrusts, grunting and moaning as he fucked her hard.

Derek's breathing was becoming erratic as his orgasm built. He kept thrusting, and she was surprised by how good it felt as he increased his speed and pushed deep within her, filling her with his cum. He pulled out quickly, cum dripping from his cock.

Priya's mind was swimming. Was that it? The feeling of being on the road to an orgasm and not reaching it was driving her insane. She didn't have long to contemplate it, though. After Derek pulled out of her, she felt him roll off onto the other side of the bed and lay there, panting. It seemed that this was going to be it. This was not the Christmas magic she had wished for. She felt the cum leak out of her onto the bedspread. Disappointed, Priya wondered what she could have done wrong.

With a quick look over at Derek, she could see his satisfied, if lazy, grin. Maybe she needed a different approach to achieving her Christmas wish. Derek had wanted one thing from her, and she had given it to him. But her own pleasure? Derek seemed oblivious to Priya's disappointment. He quickly fell into a deep sleep, and Priya watched as his snores began. With a frustrated sigh, Priya pulled her dress over her body, picked up her bag, and slipped out of the frat house and back to her dorm, where she hoped she'd find Noelle waiting.

"Just Friends"

As the party's energy surged around her, Noelle felt increasingly out of place. The bright lights and loud music seemed to fade into the background, her attention fixated on the staircase where Priya and Derek had vanished. Time seemed to drag, each minute heightening her sense of discomfort.

Deciding it was time to leave, Noelle quietly exited the frat house. The cold night air felt refreshing compared to the stuffy party atmosphere. Walking back to the dorm, she was lost in thought, reflecting on her actions and their impact on Priya.

The buzz from the drinks at the party lingered, softening the edges of her reality. Her reverie was broken by a gentle knock, followed by Tinsel's unexpected entrance.

Tinsel, slightly disheveled and clearly inebriated, stumbled into the room. "Noelle," he slurred.

"Tinsel, why are you here?" she asked, her words tinged with surprise and a hint of her tipiness. "And why are you so drunk?"

"Came to... to protect you," his words jumbled. He gripped a nearby object for support, adding, "I'm always... always here to watch over you."

Noelle's heart fluttered with concern for Tinsel. She guided him to a seat, her touch gentle. "You shouldn't have had so much to drink," she chided softly.

"Noelle, I gotta say... we're best friends, sure, but you... you're the most beautiful human in the world."

The confession caught Noelle off guard, her mind struggling to process his words. She sat beside him, her voice a soft murmur. "Tinsel..."

A heavy pause filled the room, laden with unspoken emotions and revelations. Noelle, emboldened by the alcohol, the night's events, and the thoughts back to her kiss with Priya, found herself staring at her best friend with a different eye.

The distance between them seemed to dissolve. The air around them crackled with a newfound intimacy, the barriers they had built slowly crumbling away. Tinsel hesitantly reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from Noelle's face.

Their eyes locked, and momentarily, the world outside faded into insignificance, leaving just the two of them.

Slowly, almost hesitantly, they leaned toward each other. Their lips met in a kiss that was tender and exploratory. It was a kiss not of passion but of comfort and understanding.

As they pulled away, the reality of the room returned, the moment of connection leaving as Priya entered.

^^^

Time seemed to freeze. Priya's eyes, wide with shock, took in the scene. Noelle was entwined with an unfamiliar man. Not a man, an elf? "What... what is this?" she stammered, her voice chaotic.

Tinsel suddenly snapped back to reality and fumbled in his attempt to disengage. "I, uh, I'm Tinsel," he slurred.

Noelle, her face flushed with embarrassment and panic, "Priya, it's not what it looks like," she stammered. Still, the words sounded hollow even to herself.

Priya backed away slowly. "I can't believe this," she whispered, a statement more to herself than Noelle or Tinsel. She turned and fled, her footsteps echoing her turmoil.

^^^

After looking at her best friend and taking a moment to settle herself, Noelle, her heart racing with panic and guilt, rushed to follow. "Priya, wait!" she called out, dashing after her friend, leaving Tinsel bewildered on the bed.

Chasing through the dorm corridors, Noelle's calls went unanswered. The hallways blurred past her, her mind reeling with the fear of losing Priya.

She burst into the night, the cool air barely registering against her heated skin. The campus grounds were filled with students, but Priya was nowhere in sight. Despair gripped Noelle. How could she explain what had happened? How could she fix this? "Some Claus I am," she muttered.

"Trapped in Paradise"

In the shadows of the dormitory, Tinsel sat alone, his head in his hands. The alcohol's fog did little to shield him from the reality of what had transpired. He felt a mix of embarrassment for his behavior and concern for Noelle.

After the kiss with Noelle, he was left horny as he inhaled the smell of a sweet perfume wafting from the bed. On the wall hung pictures of a hot blonde girl. It must be Priya's roommate. Alone his hand instinctively reached for his cock, and soon he had it out and stroked it.

"Oh my god!" A girl exclaimed as Tinsel noticed the woman on the wall's pictures standing in front of him in a sexy party dress. Her blue eyes were wide in shock, and Tinsel felt her stare burn into his soul.

Tinsel fumbled for words but came up blank. His heart raced, and he knew there was no denying what he had been doing. The moment felt surreal. There was no explanation. No way out of this mess. He sat, frozen, as her shock morphed into amusement.

"Who are you, and why are you jerking off on my bed?" She said, her words a little slurred. She raised an eyebrow at his throbbing erection, and he quickly tried to cover himself.

"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I should go." He stumbled to his feet, but his words were met with laughter.

"No way, big boy." She said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're not going anywhere until I say so. My room, my rules." Her tone left no room for argument, and Tinsel felt a surge of fear.

She approached him with a smirk and grabbed his cock with surprising force. He gasped as she stroked him slowly, her grip tightening around him. "You think you can come into my room and jerk off? I don't think so, buddy."

"Please..." He breathed, the sensations overwhelming. "I'll leave, I'll never come back..." His words trailed off as she increased her pace. He struggled to control himself, his cock aching for release.

Her eyes locked onto his, the intensity sending a chill down his spine. "You're not leaving until you finish what you started." Her voice was firm, and he knew there was no argument. His eyes closed, and he surrendered to the moment.

Tinsel felt the tension build as he gave in to her control. She expertly worked his cock, her touch bringing him to the brink. His breath caught, and his body shuddered as his orgasm crashed over him, sending a surge of pleasure through him.

She released her grip, a smirk on her face as he came into her hand. "That's better," she purred, "now you can get the hell out of my room." She shoved him toward the door, and Tinsel stumbled away, still dazed from the encounter.

He exited the dark corridor, his heart racing and his mind whirling. What just happened?

"Let It Snow"

In the courtyard, Noelle continued her search in a panic. The image of Priya's shocked and hurt expression haunted her with every step.

Feeling defeated, Noelle found a bench and sat down. Starring at the Stress Tree, she remembered why she came here. To help Priya. Sad, she felt she only hurt her and curled into her own arms.

Having no idea how much time passed, she was taken out of her trance by a voice she knew well.

"Noelle!" Tinsel called out.

Noelle stopped, turning to face him, her eyes red-rimmed. "Tinsel, I... I don't know what to do."

Tinsel placed a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry about earlier," he said earnestly. "It was a mistake, a drunken error."

Noelle nodded, her expression softening. "I know, Tinsel. I'm sorry, too. We're best friends; it was never meant to be more than that." They hugged, putting the moment in the dorm into the past.

"Noelle, do you really like Priya? I mean, truly care for her?"

The question caught Noelle off guard, but as she mulled over it, she felt a stirring of truth. "Yes," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "Yes, I do."

Tinsel gave her a small, supportive smile. "Then you know where to find her. Think about where she'd feel most comfortable and secure."

Noelle's eyes widened in realization. Of course, the lab. Without another word, Noelle turned and dashed away.

Tinsel watched her go, a bittersweet feeling in his heart. He whispered to himself, "Go get her, Noelle."

^ ^ ^

The lab was quiet, starkly contrasting the turmoil in Priya's heart. Her project lay forgotten as her mind replayed the events from tonight. The image of Noelle, vulnerable and entangled with Tinsel, haunted her, stirring a maelstrom of betrayal, confusion, and an indefinable emotion.

The lab door creaked open, and Noelle entered, her posture hesitant yet determined. Priya's heart fluttered.

"I'm sorry, Priya," Noelle started, her voice laden with remorse. "Tonight... it wasn't what it seemed. Tinsel is just a friend; we were drunk. It was a mistake. My feelings for you..."

Priya listened, her heart's tight knot loosening slightly. "I shouldn't have run off," she admitted, her voice softening. "It's just... seeing you with someone else triggered me."

A silent acknowledgment passed between them. Noelle stepped closer, her eyes searching Priya's for understanding.

Their hands met, fingers intertwining in a new connection. The air was heavy with unspoken words and suppressed emotions.

Slowly, they drew closer, their lips meeting in a tentative kiss that spoke the words they didn't say. It was an apology, a discovery, a silent confession of feelings. It picked up where they left off under the mistletoe but soon took on even more passion.

As their lips parted, Priya grappled with the implications. "I don't know if I can compete with Tinsel," she voiced her vulnerability.

Noelle's eyes softened. "Tinsel? What about that guy from the party? How can I compete with him?"

They shared a moment of realization at the absurdity of their insecurities. "We have a lot to learn," Noelle noted, a gentle smile on her lips.

"That we do."

Noelle approached Priya and resumed their kiss from earlier, this time her tongue slipping past Priya's lips to deepen their intimacy. Priya's heart swelled.

Priya felt Noelle's lips curl into a smile as she gently broke their kiss, a glint of playfulness in her eyes. "Do you want to take this back to your room?" Noelle's voice was a seductive murmur.

"No. Right here. I need you now," Priya responded with a huskiness she had never heard in her voice. She wasn't usually this impulsive, but she needed Noelle. After the disappointment with Derek, she knew Noelle was the answer to her letter.

Noelle didn't protest. They moved toward the large lab table, the kiss deepening with every step. Priya pulled Noelle close, relishing the contact. Noelle responded in kind, her hands sliding down Priya's sides and over her ass. Priya moaned softly.

The moment's intensity grew as Noelle pulled Priya's dress over her head, the cool air causing goosebumps to break out across Priya's skin. The two embraced each other once more. Priya relished the feeling of her olive skin in gentle contact with Noelle's fair complexion, finding comfort and warmth in their contrasting yet harmonious touch. She could feel Noelle's heart racing, matching her own.

Priya gently broke their embrace and slowly undressed Noelle, removing her elf costume. She savored each new glimpse of the girl's pale skin, committing the curves of her body to memory. She reached up to brush a lock of chestnut hair behind Noelle's ear, their eyes locked together. Noelle's breath came in soft pants, her body trembling with anticipation.

Priya traced the outline of Noelle's body, her hands lingering at the small of her back and the curve of her plump ass. Noelle let out a low moan, arching her back and pressing herself into Priya's touch. "More," Noelle breathed, her desire evident in her voice.