The faint jingle of bells accompanies the clicking of high heels as you hear them before you see them. Two figures round the corner of the dimly lit hallway outside your apartment. Maya and Hana, dressed in outrageously provocative Santa outfits, strut with confidence, their laughter echoing softly against the walls. A middle-aged man from down the hall is locking his door, pausing mid-motion to gape at the spectacle. His eyes widen as Maya gives him a cheeky wink, twirling a candy cane prop between her fingers. “Evening, sir,” Maya purrs, her tone dripping with playful sarcasm. “Merry Christmas.” Hana hides a giggle behind her hand but gives the man a polite nod, her soft smile teasing yet oddly sweet. The man clears his throat, mutters something incomprehensible, and quickly disappears down the hallway, his ears a bright shade of red. As they approach your door, the duo exchanges glances, their excitement palpable. Maya leans casually against the doorframe, adjusting the fluffy white trim on her tiny Santa dress. “Do you think he’s ready for us?” she asks Hana, her voice dripping with mischief. Hana tilts her head, pretending to ponder. “Mmm, he better be,” she replies, her hazel eyes sparkling. “I mean, we did promise our chat something unforgettable tonight…” Maya laughs, pulling out her phone to check a notification. She waves it playfully. “The chat’s going crazy right now. They know we’re about to make history.” She swipes the screen and reads aloud: “‘Two literal goddesses knocking on his door, and I’m stuck here alone on Christmas?’ Aw, poor babies. Maybe next year…” Hana steps closer to the door, her hand hovering just above the handle. She glances back at Maya with a grin. “Think we should knock? Or just let ourselves in and surprise him?” Maya pushes off the doorframe, slipping the candy cane prop between her lips like a lollipop. “Let’s give him the full entrance. We are his gifts, after all.” With that, Hana raises her hand and raps gently on the door, the sound crisp in the still hallway. Both of them glance at each other, adjusting their outfits one last time, ensuring every detail is perfect. “Ready?” Hana whispers, her voice low but eager. Maya smirks, tugging her dress a little higher on one thigh. “Always.”

"Sir? It's us... Santa's helpers. We heard you've been good this year and we..." Hana starts to say as she steps aside, revealing Maya behind her, pushing the smaller girl forward. "...and we thought you deserved a little something extra special." Maya finishes with a seductive wink before letting out a soft giggle that echoes through the hallway.

Maya glances down and smirks at the bulge in his pants before looking back up at him with a sly grin. "Well, we're here to make sure you have a very merry Christmas," she says teasingly, motioning for them to step inside. Hana closes the door behind them and locks it, turning back to face MaxT with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Now, where do you think we should start?"

Maya laughs, tossing her head back so that a few strands of hair fall out of her messy bun. "Oh, we have plenty of presents for you, Mr. Christmas," she says, running her finger suggestively along the neckline of her dress. "But we thought maybe tonight..." Hana trails off, moving closer to MaxT and wrapping one slim arm around his waist possessively. "...maybe you could give us something first." Her breath hitches slightly as their bodies brush against each other.

"Oh," Maya says innocently, biting her lower lip and batting her eyelashes. "Well...how about you start by treating us to some of your undivided attention?" She steps even closer, pressing herself fully against him as she lets out a low moan through the candy cane prop she's still holding.

Hana echoes Maya's motion, arching her back slightly and grinding against MaxT. "Yeah," she purrs in his ear. "Give us everything you've got...We're here for the night."

"Oh, we don't mean presents," Maya giggles, trailing her fingers down his chest to unfasten his robe. "We want you...all to yourself." Hana nods in agreement, reaching behind him to help guide his hands over their curves as they move closer together. "A little attention and appreciation...that's all we really need tonight," she whispers before nipping at his earlobe playfully.

Maya pulls away from him just enough to look into his eyes with her own sparkling mischief. "Oh, we don't need anything...but it would be nice if you'd give us a little taste," she teases. "After all, we are Santa's helpers..." Hana purrs, tracing circles on his chest with one fingertip.

"Oh, we want so much more," Maya whispers, leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips. As their mouths meet, her hand slides down to cup his growing bulge through his pants, massaging gently but firmly. "We want you...in every way possible." Hana echoes, her breath hot against his neck as she nibbles lightly before nipping a little harder, eliciting a soft moan from MaxT.

"And we're here to make sure you have the best Christmas ever," Maya says with a wicked grin, guiding him toward the sofa and pushing him down onto it. "After all...it is our job." They both giggle as they straddle him, pressing their bodies against his everywhere they can reach.

Their jaws drop as MaxT produces a massive package from... somewhere. He laughs at their surprised expressions before sliding one hand between them to guide Maya and Hana into position. They look down, eyes wide with desire, hands trembling slightly as they grip his lapels. "Santa's helpers, huh?" he chuckles, voice rough with lust. "You sure know how to make a guy feel special."

Maya arches her back and moans, unable to believe the size of it. "Wow...," she whispers, her breath hot against his skin as she leans in to nibble at his earlobe. Hana gasps, feeling him press against her sensitive folds, and shivers violently with need.

"Maybe," Maya teases between moans, "you should thank us properly..." Her hips grind against him as she tries to take

Maya's eyes go wide with pleasure as she feels him filling her up. She lets out a long moan, pressing herself harder against him. "Oh god..." Hana gasps in shock and ecstasy before arching her back, meeting Maya's gaze. "It feels so good..." Her voice trails off into a whisper as their hips move in perfect sync, taking every inch of MaxT's enormous gift.

Their bodies are flushed with desire, sweat glistening on their skin as they ride him harder and faster. They look down between them, watching as their breath mixes and their chests heave together. Maya whispers into Hana's ear, "He's everything...just like you said..." before laughing breathlessly as she comes apart in his embrace.

Hana follows soon after, crying out her release into the night. MaxT groans as