Merry Christmas, my wonderful readers! I've returned once more to gift you all with a cute- and slightly suggestive -present. I don't know if this will be the last fic of the year, but I hope that you will all have a good time.

Warning: There is some implied sexy times in this fic. If you're younger than 18, I would suggest clicking away from this one.

Disclaimer: The mentioned lodgers, and the world in which this story takes place in, are owned by Sabrina Contugno.

ENJOY!


It had been a long, yet ultimately fulfilling, Christmas Day at The Society for Arcane Sciences. Its insides had been decorated with all kinds of festive colours, a grand tree standing tall within the main hall, a giant wreath hanging upon the door, and soft candlelight illuminating every corridor. Meanwhile, all the lodgers had hastily wrapped themselves up in blankets; keeping extra warm as snow came down heavily outside their home.

However, one lodger had other plans in mind. That lodger was Dr Jamie Walker, one half of The Society's secret sexologist duo.

As the others slept, she silently snook out of her quarters and towards the door opposite her own. She gently knocked twice, then waited. First came a tired voice, which asked her to wait. After a moment, the sound of approaching footsteps reached Jamie's ears, and she hastily looked down both sides of the corridor.

But no one was there, and Jamie was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

'Hope she's right about these people.'

Suddenly, the door was finally opened; revealing a sleepy looking blonde dressed in her long nightgown. However, her goggles were still atop her head. Had she interrupted her sleep or her work?

Rose stared up at her, then let out a ridiculously long yawn.

"Evening, Dr Walker. Do you need something?" She greeted as she leaned against the door for support.

"Umm, yes. Are you okay, Dr Blythe?"

"I'm fine, just a little tired."

Jamie's lips pressed into a thin line, confusion spreading across her face. Those words had been immediately swallowed up by another yawn, yet she didn't actually look to be all that tired. After a few seconds passed, Jamie finally asked if she could come inside. Rose immediately agreed to, and once she'd stepped aside, Jamie quickly entered; letting the door close behind her.

Following Rose through her quarters, Jamie was careful to not trip over any books, papers or small contraptions that might have been hidden away in the darkness of the main room. She had quickly learned that there was always something lying about.

When they were inside Rose's bedroom, she quickly slipped into her bed. Once comfortable, she gave Jamie a warm and open smile.

"Thanks for playing along." Rose confessed, now that it was just them. Jamie smiled back, before the edges of her lips quickly turned up into a smirk.

"Anytime. But I've got to say, I didn't know you were also an actor." Jamie complimented with a chuckle. She then kicked off her shoes and eagerly slipped under the covers with her lover. Rose giggled, then cuddled up close to Jamie for warmth.

"I try my best."

After that, a peaceful sense of happiness washed over them in the silence that followed. In that moment, they only desired to enjoy one another's company behind closed doors. And if Jamie had not come with a purpose, this festive tale would have ended there. But it doesn't. Thus, Jamie soon pressed a gentle kiss into Rose's hair; distracting her while she plucked out a small branch of mistletoe from her trouser pocket. And as she pulled away, she showed it to her.

"I'm going to guess and say that these being strung up all over the place was your doing." She playfully stated, a knowing smirk on her lips.

Rose's eyes widened at the sight of it, her face blooming with a pink blush. She then smiled a nervous little smile up at Jamie.

"Maybe?" She answered, elongating the word as she spoke. Was she purposefully incriminating herself in the strange crime of hanging up lots of mistletoe?

The knowing smirk on Jamie's lips widened. She had suspected as much that Rose had been the culprit. But the question still remained as to why she had done it. Sitting up, Jamie patted her lap; offering it to her lover who carefully found her way into it. Once there, Rose stared at the mistletoe being held above their heads, then at Jamie; pupils visibly dilated.

"Was it for an experiment, Rosie?" Jamie questioned, though there was no anger or mockery in her voice. She only wanted to understand.

"Well, I wanted to see how different people react to mistletoe. To see if it can increase or decrease sexual desires within people." Rose explained, her eyes lighting up like miniature stars. It made Jamie's smirk quickly morph into a warm smile, her heart swelling with affection.

"Did you get any results today?"

"A few, but there didn't appear to be a pattern throughout the pairs. Shame everyone has already gone to sleep."

But after the words left her lips, Rose immediately looked between the mistletoe and her lover. Then a second later, her frown shaped lips opened and a sound of realisation left her.

"Oh! Do you want to help, Jamie?" She asked, a hopeful tone to her words. Immediately, Jamie nodded and wrapped an arm around Rose's waist; steadying her upon her lap.

There was a brief moment of hesitation, both unsure of who was meant to make the first move. They had kissed before, yes, but the nerves always remained. Jamie gently caressed Rose's hair, soothing her, before she leaned closer and pressed her lips against hers beneath the mistletoe. They kissed slowly, but it wasn't long before they pulled back for air.

"Anything?"

Rose contemplated, unconsciously humming to herself. Then her features twisted with irritation and she let out a small but angry grunt at her conclusion.

"Just a little heat and a small increase in pulse. That's not good enough." She gritted out, more to herself than to Jamie. But while she fumed, her arms slipped themselves around Jamie's neck and she pressed her face into her shoulder; muttering and pouting.

"It's okay, Rosie. We can try again, if you want. I'm sure we'll figure something out if we just keep trying."

Instantly, Rose answered with a nod. And no sooner had she done so then their lips had once again met. However, this one was far more passionate, and soon the mistletoe was thrown aside so they could lose themselves in one another's bodies. Hands found their ways beneath clothes, which then found themselves lying upon the floor as they kissed and groped wherever they could reach.

Soon, Rose was lying down upon Jamie, her bigger breasts pressing against her back, while Jamie's arms were holding her close in a loving embrace. As they laid there, Jamie planted open mouthed kisses up Rose's neck, then slowly ran her tongue along her ear; sending strong shivers up her lover's spine.

"Is this giving you the reactions you hoped for?" She teased, while one of her hand found its way between soft plump thighs.

"Mm-hmm~ I can feel the heat and arousal growing stronger~" Rose happily moaned, her toes curling with anticipation. Jamie smiled, then kissed her cheek. As she did so, her fingers quickly began to gently coax more sweet moans from Rose's lips.

"More?"

"More~!"

An hour later, and the two were holding each other close under the bed covers; keeping each other warm as the winter chill began to seep into Dr Blythe's quarters. Rose was nuzzling into Jamie's shoulder, while Jamie's hands were lovingly stroking up and down her back and through her hair. It was lovely, better than any gift they could have managed to offer to each other. But even if they did, their friends would surely gossip to eternity and back.

Jamie planted a kiss upon the top of Rose's head, grabbing her attention.

"Merry Christmas, Rose."

A big smile spread from ear to ear across Rose's face. Her eyes lit up, shining like emeralds, before she happily proclaimed.

"Merry Christmas, Jamie!"


THE END


I hope you've all enjoyed the first proper appearance of my two OCs; Rose and Jamie. It was a lot of fun to write their interactions/relationship for you all to see, and I assure you there will be more of them in the new year.

But as always, whether you enjoyed the fic or not, don't forget to leave your thoughts/feedback on the comment section down below, before you go!

BYE! BYE!