A Lewd Christmas Story (Harry Potter AU)

A/N: A Lewd Christmas Story was a commissioned one shot written back in December of 2020. Posting it here and now for people to enjoy!

Themes: Christmas Roleplay, Rough Sex, Dom/Sub

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"It's the week before Christmas, and needless to say, things are quite busy up at the North Pole here in Santa's Workshop. Which is why Elf Efficiency and Production are so important, and why things grinding to a halt day after day is NOT cohesive to a successful Christmas Night!"

With that said, the red head seated behind the large mahogany desk flares her nostrils and looks at the two 'elves' sat across from her.

"Now… what do you have to say for yourselves, Elf Granger and Elf Greengrass?"

Ms. Santa Claus, as ever, is a stupidly hot buxom red head in a teeny tiny red top and skirt. But no matter how gorgeous she is, her stern looks, and disappointed gaze are nevertheless debilitating attacks for both elves. One of brunette curls and the other of raven black hair, Granger and Greengrass are both quite buxom in their own right… while also being shorter than Ms. Claus by over a foot.

For a second, Granger and Greengrass look at one another, their pointed elf ears twitching in aggravation. It's less of a look and more of a glare, and Ms. Claus can see what's coming before it does… not that that helps her stop it any faster as the two Christmas Elves proceed to blow up at each other.

"SHE started it!"

"She told me my toy was asymmetrical!"

"It WAS!"

"That's because it was SUPPOSED to be!"

"Then it's a dumb toy!"

As the two 'Elves' shout at each other, 'Ms. Claus' has to hide a smile behind her hand and hold in a laugh. Hermione and Daphne never cease to amaze one Lily Evans Potter with their ability to improv over the silliest of things. The two dressed up witches can make a mountain out of a mole hill when it comes to their rivalry, but for this little roleplay, that's precisely what they're supposed to do, so she can't really blame them.

Stifling her laughter and slipping back into her own role as Genderbent Jolly Saint Nick, 'Ms. Claus' slaps a hand down on her large mahogany desk.

"Enough!"

This silences both 'elves', leaving them mulish and glaring at the ground whenever they're not sneaking glares at one another. Leaning back in her chair with a sigh, Ms. Claus shakes her head.

"Whatever am I going to do with the two of you? Apprentice? Your thoughts?"

Off to the side of the office, sat in a chair of her own wearing a teeny tiny red top and skirt in the same style of Ms. Claus' Christmas-Themed Santa outfit, a certain silver-haired French witch sniffs haughtily as she looks up from where she was inspecting her nails. With one long bare leg crossed over the other, she's showing off quite a bit of thigh, to say nothing of her busty cleavage practically popping out of her skimpy top.

"Hmph. Zese elves are clearly troublemakers, Ms. Claus. Perhaps a punishment iz in order… but I could not be bothered to administer eet. They are just lowly elves, after all!"

The snooty French veela makes a point of uncrossing and recrossing her legs after that, causing the two troublemaker elves to bristle indignantly. Meanwhile, Ms. Claus frowns most severely. Her 'apprentice' was meant to replace her one day, allowing her to retire. However, so far the French veela was proving to be quite the elitist, and utterly lacking in the natural friendliness of a 'True Santa'.

With a sigh, the gorgeous red head in charge of this whole operation abruptly stands up.

"That's enough. Normally, I reserve this as a reward for the Very Nicest Elves, like Elf Lavender, but maybe this is for the best. They did suggest recently that they could help set things straight. A punishment as well as a reward…"

Her musings just draw confused looks from everyone else in the room, Granger and Greengrass blinking owlishly as their elf ears twitch, while Ms. Claus' apprentice, Delacour, rolls her eyes, also having no clue what she's talking about. Smirking a little evilly, the red head reaches out and palms one of the paperweights on her desk, rubbing it in just the right way. A moment later, the fireplace on the far side of her office suddenly spins about, revealing a hidden passageway behind it.

"Come with me, you three. We're going to see if They can possibly help set you all straight or not."

Curious now in spite of themselves, her wayward elves and apprentice hurriedly follow her as Ms. Claus leads the way down the stairs. At first, it's a simple stone staircase, clearly carved and manmade. But eventually, the stairs give away to a sloping tunnel that goes deep, deep beneath the earth. Neither the Christmas Elves nor her Apprentice had any idea that there existed such a place underneath the North Pole, but then, before they hadn't been ready.

In Ms. Claus' eyes, they still weren't ready, but she'd run out of options. She had so many methods of positive reinforcement upstairs, so many ways of rewarding good behavior, but some elves just loved to be bad it seemed, and if her apprentice was ever going to learn the friendliness of a True Santa, she would need some tough love as well. She needed to learn that not everything was about her, nor was she truly as on top of the world as she might have thought.

Finally, the tunnel opens up into a hidden cave. Long before they arrive at this ultimate destination, the four descending women can hear the sounds of wanton moaning and lewd cries. As they close in on the cave entrance, those noises become accompanied by the distinct sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Finally, they arrive and get a view of what exactly is happening. As Greengrass gasps and Delacour intakes sharply, Granger is the one who pipes up, the brunette little know-it-all's eyes wide as her sharp ears twitch.

"Senior Elf Andromeda?!"

There, on the far side of the surprisingly well-lit cave, Andromeda Tonks, or rather 'Senior Elf Andromeda', is currently taking the biggest, fattest, cor-blimey-you-could-club-a-succubus-into-Niceness-with-it COCK that any of them have ever seen. Bouncing up and down on that big fat cock as it slams up into her tight MILFy twat from below, her big jiggling tits LITTERED with teeth marks, it's clear that Andromeda is barely conscious, with the stupidest, dopiest smile on her face that they've ever witnessed.

Attached to that massive schlong is her breeder, a huge, stag-horned demon that Greengrass is quick the point out the identity of in an effort to one up Granger before she can do it herself.

"That's the Krampus!"

Of course, spitting out something that's obvious to everyone in the room is kind of silly, and Delacour in particular gives Greengrass a condescending look and a snooty, haughty scoff as she plants her hands on her hips, visibly trying to hide her own insecurity and bafflement.

Grinning wickedly in turn, the red-headed Ms. Claus saunters across the cave to where the Krampus, a massive, well-built demon with messy black hair, is railing her Senior Elf so very thoroughly.

"That's right, this is the Krampus… and Andy here is enjoying his cock very much for being such a good girl."

Leaning past the barely cognizant 'Senior Elf', Ms. Claus doesn't resist as Krampus reaches up and palms the back of her head with a clawed, demonic hand, pulling her in for a great big smooch right on the lips. Granger, Greengrass, and Delacour can only watch in silence and abject shock, their faces red and their own slutty bodies squirming at the display of affection. Finally, Ms. Claus pulls away, but it's pretty damn clear that it's only because Krampus lets her.

"This, my dears… is my darling husband, the Krampus~"

"Whhhaaaat?!"

"That's not possible!"

"But the Krampus eez supposed to be ze villain! 'E eez locked away for a reason!"

Giggling as she leans into the stag-horned demon's side, his hand now palming her massive pawg bubble butt like he owns it (because he very clearly does) Ms. Claus just shakes her head.

"You girls really need to learn not to trust everything you read. Especially you, Elf Granger."

The callout has the brunette Christmas Elf blushing and squirming a bit, as her reputation as a know-it-all and pet to all sources of authority, including the relevant lore texts, is well known. Greengrass smirks at her rival getting called out like that, but inevitably turns her gaze back to Krampus' cock, which Senior Elf Andy is STILL being thrust down upon again and again. All three of them stare at that massive demonic dick with equal parts anticipation and fear, imagining it positively WRECKING their tight little Christmas cunnies.

"Oh, you silly girls think you're actually going to get a ride on this thing, don't you?"

Ms. Claus lets out a laugh as she reaches down and gropes the base of her demon husband's cock, as well as his balls. She grins at the looks of dismay that flash across the faces of the Christmas Elves and her Apprentice.

"No, this cock is only for good girls. However, my son has shown an interest in the family business recently. And he thinks he might be just the thing to teach you lot a lesson. Junior!"

From a side cave enters Krampus Jr., taking all three women off guard as they stare at him in wonder that's not even really feigned. He's just as beefy and buff as his father, and just as big in all the right places too. His own demon dick is massive and erect and leaking precum from its tip, which sways dangerously back and forth like it's trying to pick which one of them it wants to stick itself inside first.

He too has a mop of raven-black hair atop his head, but that's about where the similarities where his father ends. Unlike his dad, Krampus Sr., Krampus Jr. doesn't have horns, and his eyes, rather than pitch black, are instead full verdant green, matching Ms. Claus' emerald eye color, but without the whites that would mark him as something more… human.

His gaze almost seems to glow as he walks forward, smirking at the three of them quite evilly. Reaching down, he grabs his cock and strokes it a few times in their direction, sending a few ropes of sticky demon cum onto their bodies before he so much as touches them. But his cock remains rock hard, the minor ejaculation not lessening his erection in the slightest.

"Have at it, Junior dear. I'm excited to see what my beloved baby demon boy can do to help shape my successors into the Nicest Christmas Elves and True Santa that I just KNOW deep down inside they can all become~"

Snorting derisively at that, Krampus Jr. rolls his shoulders.

"Sure, mum. You got it."

As Elf Granger and Elf Greengrass remain absolutely still, frozen in fright at the sight of that approaching monstrous demon cock and the massive bulky half-demon it's attached to, Apprentice Delacour just scoffs and steps forward past them both. In her tight, slutty Santa outfit, she sways her hips and walks right up to Krampus Jr., flaunting her looks as she does so.

"Leetle boy, if you zink zat-mmph!"

In a flash, Junior's clawed demonic hand is covering Delacour's mouth, silencing her as he grips her by the jaw. With his other hand, he reaches down and contemptuously tears away her uniform, his claws ripping through her outfit like it's tissue paper, though surprisingly not harming her gorgeous pale body beneath. The French veela can only squirm and whimper as he then gropes and squeezes her tits oh so casually, playing with her body to his heart's content.

As she breaks down and begins to moan into his palm loud enough for everyone in the cave to hear, however, Krampus Jr. abruptly withdraws his hands from her, letting go of her jaw and her body at the same time. Ms. Claus' apprentice crashes to the floor, kneeling there before him panting heavily, her nipples fully erect and her pussy dripping as she stares up at the half-demon with wide eyes and a flushed face.

His twitching demonic cock is mere inches away from her puffy, pillowy, parted lips, and the suddenly submissive French witch slowly begins to lean forward subconsciously, mouth opening wider in order to take his cock into her oral orifice… only, just before she can do so, Krampus Jr. turns away, his cock swinging out of her face as he looks to the two trembling, frozen Christmas Elves instead.

Slowly, languidly beginning to approach them, he glances back over his shoulder at Delacour and smirks evilly.

"From what my mother has told me, you need to learn how to wait your turn, slut. So go ahead and kneel there touching yourself while I deal with these two. I'll get to you in a second."

Something like haughty indignation flashes across Apprentice Delacour's face for a moment, but before she can REALLY get going and give him a piece of her mind in that slutty, sexy French accent of hers, he flicks his claws in her direction, causing the pussy juices from his momentary fingering of her to splash across her face. Delacour flinches back and her haughtiness is broken as she whimpers pathetically, simply kneeling there and beginning to touch herself as she does as she's told and waits her turn.

Which just leaves Elf Granger and Elf Greengrass to face something out of every Christmas Elf's greatest nightmares… and darkest sexual fantasies. Walking up to the two of them, Krampus Jr. grins wickedly, his beautiful green eyes glowing with power.

"I hear the two of you can't get along very well. Let's see about that, shall we? Kneel."

There's not a single ounce of resistance in either of them as the gorgeous, stacked elves both drop to their knees right on the spot. Krampus Jr. hums as he brings his cock to bear for a moment, slapping it across one of their faces and then the other, patting their cheeks with it as they flinch, torn between desire and fear of his mammoth-sized demonic pecker.

Finally, the half-demon grabs Elf Granger by her brunette curls with both hands and shoves his cock into her open mouth, right past her parted lips. He's none too gentle about it, using her pillowy lips as his own personal fuck hole as he begins to rail into her mouth and throat with reckless, brutal, near-violent abandon.

"GAGKH! GAGKH! GAGKH!"

Elf Greengrass can only watch on in envy and horror as her rival elf is positively WRECKED by that giant demonic dick, her breath coming out in pants, her tits heaving with each and every moan that passes out of her lips. Meanwhile, Granger is just trying to breathe, her eyes wide with panic and her nostrils flaring for air as she's used quite vigorously for the pleasure of Ms. Claus' baby demon boy. Nothing boyish or baby about him though, not with the way he's wrecking her poor throat.

Almost as soon as he's started skull-fucking her however, Junior pulls out and swaps over to Greengrass, gathering up her raven black locks in his hands into a makeshift ponytail as he SLAMS her down onto his cock next, forcing inch after inch of his dick into her poor little tight elf throat.

"GLUGHK! GLUGHK! GLUGHK!"

He wrecks her esophagus just as thoroughly as he does Granger's, who is still struggling to recover, rasping for breath right beside her elf rival. When Krampus Jr. abruptly pulls out of Greengrass' throat and grabs hold of Granger's hair again, clearly intent on repeating the process, the brunette speaks up, begging for mercy.

"P-Please… I c-can't take it…"

Stopping, the half-demon chuckles darkly.

"Well, of course you can't. Neither of you can handle me alone."

He pins Greengrass with his gaze as he says it, as if daring her to try and one-up her rival by suggesting that SHE can. But the other Christmas Elf, still recovering from her own skull-fucking, just lowers her gaze submissively, tacitly agreeing with his words even as Granger nods her head vigorously in even more overt agreement.

Smirking, Krampus Jr. grabs hold of both of them by the hair and pulls them to his cock, but rather than shoving his dick down one of their throats, he brings them to the sides of his massive, ridged, demonic pecker as it leaks seed all over their shoulders and down their backs.

"Then… work together."

For a moment, both Christmas Elves freeze up, as if the idea hadn't even occurred to them. But it's a testament to just how frighteningly massive and impossible to handle his cock is that in the end, neither of them raise much complaint. Giving one another half-hearted glares, the two nevertheless get to work on servicing Krampus Jr.'s cock TOGETHER, their eyes quickly becoming hooded and clouded over with lust as they lick and slurp and suck at his dick on either side of it.

Groaning in pleasure, Junior directs them up and down his length via his grip on their respective hair, forcing the bombshell elves to pleasure him with their mouths. Eventually, he delegates one to ball sucking duty and forces the other to take him back in her mouth, but he never skull fucks either of them quite so violently again, showing them the value of tag teaming him orally. They both still get face fucked of course, but it's easy enough to withstand.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

"Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!"

Back and forth he goes, in and out of one elf's throat while the other sucks his balls, only to alternate to the next a few thrusts later. Their faces get even more messed up in the process, covered in demonic precum, until finally the half-demon lets out a bellowing roar and proceeds to cum all over both of them, coating their top halves completely in his white, hot, delicious spunk.

Such is his drive to teach them both teamwork that next, he forces them atop one another. The two take to it surprisingly well, actually, though the reason for this is obvious if one just takes a closer look. Basically, they're not suddenly enjoying each other's company a lot more… they're suddenly enjoying his CUM a lot more. As they realize just how good it is, the cum-drunk, lust-drunk Christmas Elves moan and mewl while trying to lick as much of his seed off of each other as possible.

Of course, not to be outdone by the other, they roll back and forth, each one vying for supremacy until Krampus Jr. finally just grabs Elf Granger by her hips and holds her steady, leaving her on top and Elf Greengrass pinned beneath her. Not that this means the former is in charge of the latter, as they both discover a moment later when Junior shoves his massive demonic cock into one of their twats and then the other.

Back and forth he thrusts, with a speed and strength that can only be deemed wholly inhuman. He's managing to fuck them both at the exact same time, and for a normal human man this would of course lead to a slow, ponderous, and altogether awkward sexual exchange where neither woman left satisfied.

But that's not the case with Krampus Jr. The enhanced physical attributes of the half-demon son of Ms. Claus and Krampus Sr. leave him more than capable of fucking both Elf Granger AND Elf Greengrass at full speed at the exact same time. In the end, it matters little which of the Christmas Thots is on top, because both are soon squealing and moaning up a storm under a pleasure onslaught beyond anything they've ever experienced at the end of Junior's massive, fat cock.

In the end, despite their differences and their rivalry and their constant competitiveness leading to oodles of bad blood, the two elves can do nothing but cling to each other in mutual ecstasy and bliss, holding onto one another for dear life as they try and fail to withstand the power of Krampus Jr.'s glorious demon dick. They both cum again and again in one another's arms like that, their eyes rolling back and their tongues flicking out to caress each other as they rub their sweaty, cum-coated bodies together in what is, for the first time for them anyways, mutual harmony.

By the time Krampus Jr. finally cums in between their bodies, using the passage created by their clenching cunt lips to coat their bellies and tits in his seed, neither Granger nor Greengrass is in any state to protest that he didn't cum inside, twitching as they lay there atop one another, their faces etched in permanent fucked silly expressions.

Only then, as he pulls away from the two well-fucked Christmas Elves, does Krampus Jr. turn his eyes onto a certain Apprentice Santa. Delacour, upon seeing his gaze fall upon her once more, moans wantonly and offers herself up to him, pushing her ass off the ground and spreading her legs wide as she shows off her gushing wet cunt, her eyes begging for his cock… and her mouth doing so as well.

"Please sir, please fuck me! I need it! I need it, I need it, I need it! I understand zhe true meaning of Christmas now, and it eez getting my pawg bubble butt fucked by a big fat demon COCK!"

Chuckling mirthfully, Krampus Jr.'s glowing green eyes twinkle as he begins to walk over to her. He cocks his head to the side and casually strokes his thick dick, still fully erect as he points it in her direction.

"Then assume the position already, slut."

Without hesitation, Apprentice Delacour eagerly flips over onto her front. Face down, ass up, she knows instinctively what position a True Santa should take when she's about to be fucked by the Krampus. Of course, the actual Krampus is busy enjoying the affections of his wife Ms. Claus and her Senior Elf, Andy. But Delacour has nothing to complain about, because not only does she get their son and HIS big fat cock, but she also gets to watch this unbelievably sexy scene play out right in front of her.

Her superior along with the Senior Elf are being manhandled and fucked one by one by the Krampus, that massive stag-horned demon, while the French veela feels her pawg behind groped and squeezed by her own paramour for a moment before his hands spread her ass cheeks wide. She realizes a moment later that maybe she should have specified better, recognizing that her final begging might have implied the wrong… hole.

But there's nothing that the silver-haired Apprentice to Ms. Claus can do but squeal as Krampus Jr. slams home into her asshole rather than her gushing wet pussy, the overwhelming mess of fluids from him fucking the elves providing enough lubricant for the passage of his dick, deep into the depths of her bowels.

Squealing and shrieking like there's no tomorrow, the Apprentice learns the true meaning of Christmas right then and there. It really is getting fucked in the ass, her eyes open for the first time. Now she sees, all this time she was a haughty bitch because she had a big fucking pole stuck right up her ass. Getting fucked by a half-demon like Krampus Jr. quickly dislodges it though, and soon her haughtiness is lost as she moans the moan of a wanton whore just like the rest of them.

He breaks her down and builds her back up into the 'perfect True Santa', wrecking and reaming her back door for a bit before fucking her cunt as well for good measure. All the while, all the French veela can do is squeal and scream and beg for mercy while also begging for him to fuck her harder, giving quite the… conflicting statements. But her body, which bends and bows and arches underneath Krampus Jr.'s contributions, is far more honest, and eventually as her mouth finally stops trying to write checks it can't cash and shuts the hell up save for wanton moaning and cries of ecstasy, everything falls into place.

Watching on with a smile as she rides her husband's cock, 'Ms. Claus' nods her approval. Their beloved son most definitely has made 'Very Nice Elves' and a 'True Santa' out of the 'troublemakers'.

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Hours later, shacked up in the privacy of their own bedroom, Lady Lily Evans Potter curls up against her husband, Lord James Potter, using his pecs as her pillow as he runs a large masculine hand down her back, giving her goosebumps.

"You really outdid yourself this year, Lily. You always do come up with the BEST Christmas presents."

Beaming, feeling quite fulfilled after a night well spent, Lily lifts her head from James' chest and leans up to kiss him. She was so very glad that everything had worked out for the better. It was the first time having Hermione, Daphne, and Fleur join them all for some fun, but knowing the three and their infatuation with her son, Lily had been confident they would play along.

And they had! Each and every one of the trio had played their role to the hilt, not breaking character even once within her sight. To say Lily was pleased with how things had gone would be an understatement. She was downright chuffed, in all honesty. And in fact, she was far from done, too. As she continues kissing her beloved hubby, Lily eventually pulls back, her own green eyes twinkling with mischief as she slides into position atop him once more.

"Ms. Claus will be starting work early today… her first visit will probably be a long one, spreading the Christmas Spirit to a Very Naughty Toerag of a Hunk and his Naughty Son~"

As she slides down James' cock, her husband just laughs and places his hands on her gorgeous bubble butt, gripping and groping it tightly as he begins to bounce her. Smirking, the Lord Potter does most of the work despite being on bottom, and finds time to talk too, responding to her as he grunts his pleasure.

"Well, the son might be a little caught up at the moment, so I suppose the Toerag of a Hunk will have to satisfy you in the meantime."

Lily couldn't help but agree, given they'd left Harry with Hermione, Daphne, AND Fleur. The trio of witches were so very eager for more, and Harry was more than capable of giving it to all three of them. He took after his father in that way. Speaking of which…

"You did make sure to get Andy home to bed, right?"

James scoffs and rears back a hand, giving his wife's ass a light spanking as he glares at her jokingly.

"Of course, I did! What do you take me for, a neanderthal?"

"Oooh~ just checking! Now… spank me again. Ms. Claus has been Very Naughty this year too~"

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As James does exactly that and the two descend once more into debauchery, a certain metamorphmagus Auror who was forced to spend the entire night on shift arrives home to the apartment she shared with her single mom. Nymphadora Tonks calls out as she arrives homes through the floor, not wanting to spook her dear mother.

"Mum? You home?"

It doesn't take her long to check the entire apartment, nor that long to find Andromeda Tonks. Her mother is in her bed… or rather, ON the bed. Covered in cum as well as filled with it, face down and ass up in the air, 'Senior Elf Andy' lays there with an official 'Good Girl' Stamp on her perfect, heart-shaped derriere.

Tonks takes one look at this and curses angrily.

"Really?! You had all this fun without me?! Damn it mom, I TOLD you to invite me next time!"

But Andromeda doesn't answer, completely oblivious to the world. Well, Tonks wasn't about to be fully left out. With a lust-filled growl, the younger witch pounces, and soon enough the small apartment is filled with moans, mewls, and squeals as mother and daughter enjoy each other's bodies very much.

And in the end, a Merry Christmas was had by everyone involved.

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