Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.  The soft crunch of fresh snow underpaw.  Jingling bells.  The gentle tapping of reindeer hoofs on the roof.

These were the sounds playing in Treble's mind.  Of course, her reality was far less romantic.  But a girl could dream, right?

"How's this?"

Treble sighed as she looked up from her book.  She wasn't particularly happy to have to oversee Azul putting up the decorations, but it was certainly better than the alternative.  She placed her book down on the end table and lifted herself from the couch to check on the bobcat's work.

Azul was standing on a chair, a long garland hanging down from over his shoulder.  Most of it was hanging from the mantle above the electric fireplace.  It didn't look half bad.  Neither did he, really, dressed as he was in nothing but an (admittedly ugly) Christmas sweater.  Treble nodded her approval, giving Azul a little smile.

"Awesome!" Azul said, stuffing the last of the garland up on the mantle and hopping down off the chair.  "Guess that just leaves putting the lights on the tree."

Well, that little bit at the end didn't look as good, but Treble wasn't about to spoil the bobcat's mood.  "Good luck," she said as she returned to her spot on the couch.  She stretched out as she picked her book back up, adjusting her slip a little as she settled.  Not that she really needed to.  The sheer garment left very little to the imagination.  It was more a convenience than anything meant to conceal.  Had she not been wearing panties, she would have left nothing to the bobcat's imagination.  But that just wasn't quite Treble's style.

She didn't have long to enjoy her book.  Barely three minutes passed before a whine rose from Azul.  Treble looked up over her book and had to fight back a smirk.

The poor bobcat had gotten himself completely tangled in the multicolored lights.  He couldn't have gotten himself more tied up in the lights if he had tried.  And his face!  Those big eyes, his mouth in a defeated little "o," his ears pressed to his head.  It was too adorable.

Treble grinned as she set her book back down, and slipped off the couch.  "My, my.  What have you gotten yourself into, Azul?"

"Heeeeelp!" Azul said, a blush creeping across his muzzle because of his predicament.

Oh, this was too rich.  Treble grabbed her smart phone from the end table and snapped a pic of the entangled bobcat.  "I think we have our Christmas card picture!"

"Nuuuuuuu!" Azul whined, his blush only deepening.

"Oh, fine," Treble said, setting her phone down with another giggle.  She walked all around Azul, sizing up the situation.  "Just how did you manage to get this tangled up, anyway?"

The bobcat stared down at his footpaws, pouting.  "I... I'm not really sure," he muttered.  "I was just trying to unwind 'em so I could put 'em on the tree..."

It took Treble a minute to even find the end of the string of lights.  Once she did, she started slowly unwinding them from around Azul, her modest bosom pressing into the back of the bobcat's head as she leaned over him to finish her work of freeing the feline.  A few minutes later, she finally had him free of the mass of lights and wiring.

Azul eyed his former bindings as he stood up, a chill running down his spine.  "Do we have to put these on the tree?" he asked.

Treble rolled her eyes and picked them up.  "Yes, we do.  Come on, I'll help."

The two furs worked side by side putting up the lights, Treble holding onto the lights to keep Azul from getting wrapped up in them again as he put them on the tree.  As they worked, they bumped into each other, sometimes accidentally, sometimes a playful bump of the hips.  With Treble's help, the two got the lights on the tree without incident, then stepped back to admire their handiwork.

"I think this'll do," she said.

Azul squirmed a little, pulling down the front of his sweater.  The little teasing while they had been decorating the tree, Treble's choice of clothing, even the little incident where he got wrapped up in lights, had done a number to get his libido going.  And with nothing on but the sweater, it was a little hard to hide.

Naturally, his aroused state didn't slip past Treble.  The fluffy hybrid reached a paw down and wrapped it around Azul's member.  "Guess you like it, too, huh?"

The bobcat gasped as he felt his companion's paw around his flesh.  He could only nod, his hips giving an involuntary thrust into Treble's touch.

Treble grinned and released Azul's member, then sashayed to the couch, her tail raised high.  "Someone worked hard... I think you've earned a little reward," she said, beckoning the bobcat with a finger.

Azul practically tripped over himself scrambling over to the couch, earning a giggle from Treble.  He blushed a little as he got in front of her, more openly showing off his erection.  It was always hard for him to resist Treble's charms, and a relief that his efforts decorating the house were about to be rewarded.

With a wag of her finger, Treble beckoned Azul down before her.  The bobcat obeyed, getting to his knees before the blue-furred hybrid, shivering with anticipation.  He waited patiently for another cue, his dick throbbing a little in anticipation.

Oh, what a sight!  An eager bobcat with his whole attention focused just on her.  What more could a girl want for Christmas?  He had put in a great deal of effort decorating their home for the holiday, and he had most certainly earned himself an early present.

Treble put a paw on Azul's cheek, working her fingers into his fluffy face fur as she brought a footpaw up to his groin.  She smirked at the bobcat's gasp, her amusement only amplified from his shivers as she wiggled her toes against his malehood.

"Oh gods," Azul murmured.  He placed one paw over Treble's on his cheek, his other paw reaching down and grabbing onto her footpaw, pressing it to his groin.  Those soft pawpads felt absolutely divine against his turgid flesh, and his hips rolled involuntarily against them.  But he needed more.  He wasn't going to be satisfied with just one of Treble's feet!

With a trembling paw, Azul removed Treble's hand from his muzzle, and he gave her fingers a kiss before releasing it.  Treble grinned at the bobcat, lifting her other footpaw to greet Azul's descending paw.  She wiggled a little on the couch as she raised her leg high, giving him a good look at her pantied groin as he brought her footpaw to his muzzle.

Azul spent but a moment admiring the hybrid's body, noting the little droplet of moisture on her panties, before pressing his nose in against Treble's footpaw.  He inhaled deeply, then eased her foot down against his muzzle, bringing her toes to his lips.  A few kisses turned to licks, and finally to the bobcat taking a couple of Treble's digits into his muzzle.  All the while, his hips rolled up against the footpaw at his groin.

Soft moans filled the air as the bobcat made love to his companion's footpaws – the female's moans tempered to maintain the serenity of the scene, the male's muffled by his mouthful of fluffy toes.  Gods, her feet were so delightful!  Those soft pawpads, the delicate curve of her arch, the touch of earthy flavor – everything about her footpaws was perfection.  He could spend all day just massaging and licking her feet like this and never tire of it.

He was so focused on his work on Treble's footpaw that he barely even registered her other foot leaving his member.  At least, not until it pressed against his muzzle along the first.  Azul gripped her other ankle as he slid his tongue from one footpaw to the other, a shiver running down his spine as he tasted a bit of his own pre on one of Treble's pawpads.  Guess he'd been a little more worked up than he thought!  But he was more than happy to clean his little mess from Treble's feet.  

"I hope you aren't planning on having ALL the fun..."

It took Azul a few moments to register Treble's words from across the cloud of pleasure he was riding.  He looked up at her dreamily, and blinked a couple times, then looked between her legs.  "Oh... right, of course not," he said, giggling like a school girl as he reached down between her legs to grab the waistband of her panties.

Treble put her paws over Azul's, stopping his paws, and shook her head.  "Nuh uh," she whispered, and brought her footpaws against the bobcat's chest, wiggling her toes against his sweater.

A grin and a little blush spread across the bobcat's muzzle.  Of course that's what she meant!  He let out another little giggle, then eased himself down onto his back in front of the couch, lifting up his legs and bringing his footpaws up as close to Treble as he could reach.  "How's this?"

The hybrid leaned forward and grabbed onto the bobcat's ankles to hold him steady, then brought her muzzle in against his footpaws.  "Perfect," she whispered.

A shiver ran down the bobcat's spine as the hybrid guided his left footpaw between her legs and closed her thighs around it.  He could feel the heat of the female's sex through her panties against his pawpads, and the slight moisture on the fabric.  Clearly she was just as turned on as he was!  And damn did it feel nice having his footpaw against her nethers...

Even that, though, was nothing compared to what Treble did next.  She brought both of her handpaws to bear against the bobcat's right footpaw, her thumbs working in little circles against the arch of his foot.  Nothing could compare to the bliss of those touches.  Azul squirmed, his toes curling and uncurling as the hybrid massaged his footpaw, his dick bouncing a little with each pass of the female's thumbs over his footpaw.

Treble grinned, soaking in the bobcat's reactions.  Every little gasp and wiggle filled her with pride, not to mention adding a little to the warmth between her legs.  She nuzzled Azul's footpaw, giggling a little at his gasp, then began to work her tongue along the pawpads on his toes.

"Ah!  F-fuck," Azul panted.  He splayed his toes out as the hybrid's tongue worked along his sensitive pads.  Jolts of pleasure leapt through his body, his member throbbing as his footpaw was so expertly worked by his companion.  Some furs might have been disappointed by the lack of attention to their genitals.  Not Azul.  A foot massage with just a little nuzzling and licking was far more intimate than a simple fuck.  And with his other paw wedged between Treble's legs as a reminder of her own arousal... heaven.

Another lightning bolt of pleasure ran down Azul's spine as he felt one of his toes engulfed in Treble's muzzle.  Her tongue swirled around his digit, teasing it, as her thumbs pressed down gently on the sides of his arch.  Gods, it was almost enough to make him cum right there!

As if reading his mind, Treble added the last piece of the equation.  Her footpaws slid up across the bobcat's sides, and closed in around his member, her toes gripping the male's shaft and giving just a little squeeze.  Azul's hips responded on instinct, rolling up against those beautiful pawpads, and he arched his back as his climax overwhelmed him, his cock pulsing as white streaks flew up, painting his sweater with his seed.

Treble beamed as she let Azul hump her feet through his climax, keeping her toes curled tight around his member as it throbbed between them.  She pulled her muzzle off his toe with a little slurp as the bobcat went limp below her.  For a minute, she just sat, watching the rise and fall of Azul's chest with each breath.  He looked so cute right after an orgasm.  She purred softly and slipped off the couch, freeing his footpaw from between her legs, and laid down next to the bobcat, guiding him a little ways away from the couch and more onto the plush rug before it.  She draped an arm and a leg over the exhausted bobcat, and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

"Merry Christmas, Azul."